Chapter Eighty-Six: Xuanjing Golden City

A mighty team of people and horses drove unimpeded into the golden city hidden on the top of the mountains of Xuanjing City, hidden in the clouds.

Here, it is the imperial palace of the Suzaku Kingdom of Xuanjing, built on the top of the highest mountain and in the deepest clouds.

Fortunately, there is a fixed-point teleportation array at the bottom of the mountain, otherwise walking on both legs, I am afraid that it will take a day to climb to reach the top of the mountain.

Chu Qi sat in the carriage, looking at the rolling clouds, the looming eaves under the white clouds, each of which was guarded by a demonic beast, it seemed that it was ...... The Vermilion Bird, the country of the four divine beasts, is indeed many times better than the water abyss.

Before you know it, the carriage has arrived at the gate of the Golden City.

In front of the 100-meter-high palace gate, thousands of civil and military officials, palace maids, eunuchs, and guards stood on both sides.

All smiles greeted each other: "Welcome Princess Yaori." ”

Although Yaori is not guarded by divine beasts, it is also a big country, and the gift of face still has to be given.

A group of people were loud, and Chu Qi scratched his ears and pouted: "It seems that I am going to see the Vermilion Bird King." ”

As he spoke, he gently blew his palm, and the powder, which could not be detected by his spiritual sense, flew out of his palm.

The sleeping Vermilion Bird in the top of the clouds, frowning almost invisibly, opened his eyes and looked at the Golden City, but did not find anything abnormal, repeated it several times, confirmed that there was no danger, and then withdrew his spiritual sense.

Chu Qi raised his eyes, glanced at the place where she slept, and said secretly: It is different to have a divine beast to protect it, such a subtle movement can be detected.

"Princess, you can get out of the carriage, Your Majesty is waiting for you ahead."

Zhao Fa, the general who received his relatives, stood in front of the carriage and stretched out his hand.

Hearing the sound of the seventh month, the seventh day of the first month, took his hand, stepped off the carriage elegantly, deliberately pinched his throat, pretentious, and said sweetly: "Thank you, General." ”

Zhao Fahu's body shook slightly, and handed her the red silk.

"Go ahead."

Zishu sat in the carriage, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Thinking about it, he didn't seem to see her in her wedding dress.

The way she looks in her wedding dress is amazing.

"Qiqi, you have to wear it for me once." Zishu Ling covered his chest, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out, "I can't wait to see you in your wedding dress, laugh for me, be happy for me, just show me." ”

The overwhelming darkness and coldness emerged, swallowing up Zishu Zero's consciousness.

"Lord Wang! Wake up, Lord! ”

On the Dongzhou Continent, in the far north, in the royal city embedded in the darkness, a small group hurriedly ran into the smoky medicine pool, pushing and shoving the man who didn't know when he fell asleep.

"Lord Wang! Wake up! Poison attacks the heart, and if you don't wake up, they're going to come in. ”

The little guy was sweating profusely in a hurry, because of his careless pushing, which caused the man's heart rate on the medicine pool to increase suddenly, and the foreign body that was originally sleeping on his chest suddenly broke free and swam in his chest, making the man involuntarily spurt out a mouthful of black blood.

"Ahh

The little guy was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"Lord, you, you won't ...... Dead, right? ”

The prince of his family has been asleep for ten years, and if he doesn't wake up, he is afraid that he will be soaked in the medicine pool if he is not harmed by the poison.

"Hmm...... Rajah...... Your Majesty said, "You are terminally ill...... Someone has come to demolish the mansion......"

The little guy knelt on the ground, lifted his sleeves, and cried with a handful of noses and tears.

The man on the medicine pool, who didn't know when he came back to his senses, frowned in displeasure: "Bracket dry." ”。

"The king, the king????" The little girl cried with joy, and watched the man stand up, put on a cyan robe, and suddenly, crying even louder, "Lord Wang, where have you been playing for so long before you are willing to come back." ”