From winter to spring, time flies by like meteors in the night sky.

A month passed quickly.

This month, Hongyuan was imprisoned in a deep underground palace and couldn't be closed. There have been many changes in the outside world.

As soon as spring arrived, the southern part of the Fengyun Dynasty suffered another flood. Countless refugees have taken refuge in the Central Plains with their families. Some even fled all the way to Shou Adu along official roads.

The floods in southern Xinjiang seriously damaged the national strength of the Fengyun Dynasty. It was not only the late Qing dynasty in the west, but also the animal blood dynasty in northern DJI, which completely lost 18 counties in the north. Under the leadership of the warlord Wu Baili, the northern Xinjiang army retreated to Tianmen Pass in two ways. On the other hand, it made a detour back to the Northern Ice Fields and attacked the major towns of the Beast Blood Dynasty, cutting off the supply of the main large regiments of the Beast Blood Dynasty. Only in this way did the bloodthirsty and warlike beast blood dynasty have to withdraw its troops.

Abstract:The eighteen counties of Peking University have always been the main production areas of war horses during the Fengyun period. Although the Beast Blood Dynasty retreated, it completely lost 18 counties in northern DJI, casting a thick cloud over the Fengyun Dynasty. Without tall and strong horses, it is impossible to form elite cavalry. Two or three years later, when the Animal Blood Dynasty invades again, how to stop the world-famous Animal Blood Front?

The situation in the Fengyun Dynasty is disturbing. The Red Gate, which has been passed down for thousands of years, has also witnessed many important events this month.

Hong Quanwu, the owner of Hongmen's former residence, has been closed for 16 years, and when he left the gate, his arrogance was very arrogant. He put unprecedented pressure on the new policy and replaced a large number of senior Hongmen officials. Except for his biological son Hong Haihai, all the elders were removed, and the Xuan Palace, the Criminal Law Palace, and the Murder Hall were all directly controlled by the head of the household, eliminating all redundant intermediate links. For a while, everyone in Hongmen was in danger. In order to maintain their identity and status, they must move forward. Hongmen, a giant that has been inherited for thousands of years, has been running at high speed and full of vitality.

Sixteen years later, the old homeowner, who appeared in front of the people, showed his former prestige with absolute strength and power. All those who opposed and violated Yang Fengying were eliminated.

When Hongyuan was shut down, the capital was still frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow drifted for thousands of miles.

That night, when he woke up from his hiding place, turned on the forbidden Zhenwu system, and walked out of the palace, it was already spring, and the ground was full of flowers and birds. The wind blowing from the north was still cool, but there was a fresh smell of earth. Farmers who toiled hard in the suburbs had already started their annual spring ploughing.

"Little lord, Queen Mother, please!"

When the guards outside the palace saw Hong Yuan's figure, they all turned around and bowed, and the captain of the guard said respectfully: "Half a month ago, the Queen Mother sent someone to call the young master into the palace" The old master ordered the young master to enter the palace quickly without saying hello after leaving the customs.

As the captain said, he shot an arrow, and soon a carriage appeared in front of him. The carriage was followed by an old eunuch with a pale face, who had been waiting for a long time at the red gate.

"Tell my aunt and sister that I've been out of customs and will be back soon."

Hongyuan saw that the eunuch hurriedly appeared in front of him, startled, and hurriedly replied. He commanded, and walked towards the carriage with his feet deep and shallow. Sometimes, the soles of the feet fall silently, and the body floats gently like a leaf. Sometimes, when one foot is stepped on, the hard stone slab quickly cracks, and the soles of the feet sink deeply. Even the old eunuch who was waiting for him could see that his eyes jumped with fright when he accidentally stepped on the carriage with one foot.

This is no ordinary carriage, but a special carriage for Her Majesty to travel. Not only is it luxurious and generous, but it is also stronger than a chariot on the battlefield. The bottom of the truck is made of a keel that continuously cuts the axles. How terrible is Hongyuan's foot power?

Everyone in the carriage was stunned.

Looking at the big hole he stepped on in the car, Hong Yuan shook his head with a wry smile and carefully drilled into it.

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The palace is located in the center of the capital and is much larger than expected.

Led by the old eunuch Yan Bing, Hongyuan walked through a long alley with red palace walls on both sides and two carriages in between. As the night grew darker, along the way, the two men met a woman dangling in front of them with a lantern in her hand. They saw Yan Bing, an old eunuch walking in front of them, hurriedly saluting one by one, with two eyes, but looking at Hongyuan behind them.

After breaking through the duality of spiritual objects, Hongyuan's body and temperament have undergone great changes.

Before, the body has always been very thin, a little thin, but now, not only the body has lifted half a head, but also is obviously strong, big bank up, bear waist tiger back. Even in the solemn palace, she straightened up and was calm, not as nervous and frightened as ordinary people when they entered the palace, which made the ladies of the palace look at her involuntarily.

On the way to the palace maid, Hong Ying didn't look at it much, and followed the old eunuch Yan Bing faster and faster. However, as I walked through a forest, my heart suddenly felt that I looked back. A hundred meters away, behind the rockery, a woman in white flashed, tall and thin, with long hair coiled behind her head, and holding a guqin in her hand. The silky figure seemed familiar, and a beautiful face suddenly appeared in Hongyuan's mind.

Miss Cherry Moon?

Hong Ying suddenly stopped, opened her mouth and shouted, but the woman in white was gone.

The other party's background seems to be a little familiar, but if you think about it carefully, it is unlikely that it is Chu Qieyue who thinks about it. After all, the latter was a disciple of the Five Blessings of Heaven thousands of miles to the southwest. At this time, it is possible to continue the adventure in the Demon Hunting Grounds. How could it suddenly appear in a distant capital?

Hong Yuan shook his head, thinking that he had recognized the wrong person, and even blindfolded.

"Prince Hong, what's wrong?" Yan Bing, the old eunuch in front, suddenly stopped.

"It's nothing, Elder Yan. Did you just see a woman dressed in white holding a guqin? Who is she and what is her name? Hong Kong Yuan asked.

"No, the Queen's quarters are not far away." Let's go! ”

The old eunuch's eyelids jumped, and then he turned again, seven times, and eight times, and came to another palace.

The palace stands out among the opulent palaces, and is more of an unadorned and humble dwelling than a palace. If it weren't for a few palace maids standing in front of the door, Hong Yuan thought that the old eunuch had gone the wrong way.

When you walk in, it's more humble. In addition to a wooden bed, there are only a few bushes and a Buddha statue. An old woman with gray hair kneels on a bush, reciting scriptures silently, holding Buddhist beads in her hand. On the one hand, in addition to a close-fitting maid, there was also a skinny teenager of about fourteen years old, who stood on the other side, slightly bent over, very obedient.

"Queen Mother Hong Yuan, Young Master Hongmen, here." The old eunuch Yan Bing walked behind the white-haired old woman, whispered a word, and then stood aside.

The old woman turned around, and although her hair was white, there were no wrinkles on her face, but she looked tired, calm but full of vicissitudes in her eyes, describing her age. He looked Hong Yuan up and down, nodded, pointed to Pu Tuan beside him and said. "Okay, okay, Hong Amen Shaozhu is really a talent" Hongyuan is right Ai Jia is very modest here You sit down with a smile. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Ling Blood Battle Soul Claw Book House" for free for the first time.