(Cat flutter Chinese) Shi'er rushed up from behind, and the wide white sleeves were spread out, fluttering like a white crane, fluttering down on the roof of the palace.

Shi'er stretched out her hand to her, and Qiuqiu jumped down from Huo'er's head and walked over to Shi'er to stand still.

The place where the fire fell turned out to be the huge square in front of the Imperial City. Now the square was full of people, and from where they stood, they were as short as mosquitoes.

Those people shouted and bowed to the fire, and the uneven voices gradually merged into a torrent: "The real dragon is here, the real dragon is here!" Long live my emperor, long live, long live! ”

The cry grew louder and louder, and Qiuqiu felt that even the roof tiles were shaking with the sound.

She clenched Shi'er's hand.

"These people are weird."

Shi'er is just a very ordinary little dragon that grows in the mountains and wilderness, and has nothing to do with the Son of Heaven in the world.

But at this time, in this place, Huo'er suddenly appeared, and he helped the third prince who was standing on the dan mound in front of the palace.

"Where have you been? How did Huo'er suddenly become like this? ”

Shi'er stopped him from sitting on the shady side of the roof, and she tossed a lot this night: "It's hard to say." ”

She started from Yongping Temple on the outskirts of Beijing, and talked about the monk Kongxuan, as well as the weird broken sword.

"Ah, the sword." Qiuqiu tugged Huo'er's tail: "What about the sword?" ”

Huo'er had changed back to its original size, looking at her with a pair of big innocent eyes.

"Don't pretend to be garlic, take it out."

Huo'er squeaked twice aggrievedly, stretched out his little paws, and took out the broken sword.

Just know that this collector will not let go of anything that interests it.

But strangely, Huo'er didn't seem to want to touch the sword, and hurriedly threw the broken sword into Shi'er's hand as if he had thrown away a hot potato.

"There's this sword in that altar." Qiuqiu said: "The altar has been destroyed by me, and it turned out to be like this. She drew a simple look on the tiles: "That old monk of the empty Xuan seems to be desperately procrastinating. I want to wait for dawn. He claims to be a former emperor - I don't know if he's dead or alive now. ”

Qiuqiu didn't make a ruthless move, but that Kongxuan already had a strong death aura on his body, even if Qiuqiu didn't hurt him, he might not be able to live for a few more days.

"This sword ......"

Shi'er held on to the hilt of the sword, and stroked the palm of his hand on the blade.

The rust marks on the sword body were gently stroked away by him, revealing the snow-bright sword body, and the faint crystal light was as clear and clear as if it had just been tempered from the furnace fire.

Qiuqiu saw the seal on the body of the sword that was hidden under the rust. The owner of the sword will always give the sword a name, for example, her sword is named Lishui. She usually silently calls it out of the water in her heart, instead of calling it my sword.

This sword ......

Qiuqiu is no longer a novice who didn't understand anything at the beginning.

She recognized both words on the sword.

But read it out. It made her feel a little hard.

"Chop ...... Dragon? ”

She turned her head to look at Shi'er.

Shi'er nodded slightly, confirming that she had read correctly.

Dragon Slayer?

Is it a coincidence?

Or did this sword really slash the dragon?

Qiuqiu suddenly remembered Huo'er's strange appearance last night.

It had never been so disobedient, so eager to rush towards something. But when the time came, it did everything it could to hold back.

The murderous aura on this sword was amazing, and even Qiuqiu felt uncomfortable.

"Did this sword really slash a dragon?"

"If I'm not mistaken. This sword must have been around for hundreds of years. It is indeed good to have slashed the dragon, and the owner of the sword is surnamed Li. is a character who is both good and evil. ”

"What kind of dragon did he slash?"

"It is said to be an evil dragon for the trouble." Shi'er stood up. Looking to the east.

The sun had risen, the morning mist had lifted, and the mountains could be faintly seen in the distance.

"That's the dragon vein of the capital."

Qiuqiu also stood up: "You mean Shanye Mountain?" ”

"That altar is set up in the position of the dragon's neck, and using this dragon slashing sword method, it seems that the merit will be completed and the dragon vein will be completely cut off. But now it's a shortfall. ”

Qiuqiu now finally understood what that empty Xuan old monk was doing.

He wanted to cut off the dragon vein and overthrow the dynasty.

In his capacity, this is not unusual. He is a descendant of the former dynasty, and more than anyone else has reason to hate the present living in this palace. The one who sat on that throne.

"But does the rise and fall of a dynasty really have anything to do with dragon vein feng shui? The emperor of the previous dynasty lost his morality, and the people were not happy, he first lost the hearts of the people and then lost the world, that empty Xuan should not understand this truth, right? ”

"Dragon vein luck has a certain impact, but the most important thing is that the current Central Plains can no longer withstand turmoil." Shi'er looked at the square under the palace, those who knelt down and knocked on the mountain and shouted long live: "These people are not actually sincere because they saw the true dragon come into the world, and they don't want to experience troubled times. ”

"What about the poison among the three princes?"

"Elder Cao has already solved it." Shi'er raised his hand, and Huo'er jumped onto the palm of his hand: "The peach blossom poison is not what we thought at the beginning was to use peach blossoms in medicine, but it is also related to peach blossoms. This poison is extracted from a poisonous insect that lives under the ice, and it only occurs when the first peach blossom blooms, hence the name peach blossom. ”

Qiuqiu muttered, "The name is so beautiful." ”

It's a pity that this beautiful name was given a poison.

"By the way, brother Guan ......"

Shi'er nodded and said, "I already know." ”

Great, Qiuqiu thought, it was too easy for her not to have to repeat that embarrassing thing again.

"Let's go down and meet the new emperor."

The young emperor also wore a white cloth filial piety robe over his robe, and a ramie belt was tied around his waist, but there was no sadness on his face. When Shi'er walked in from the temple gate holding Qiuqiu's hand, the person sitting in the hall was slightly surprised and turned his head.

He quickly came back to his senses and bowed to Shi'er and Qiuqiu, his humble gesture really didn't look like an emperor.

He didn't look much like a queen, and his face looked very young. Also very emaciated. Qiuqiu noticed a scar on his left eyebrow bone, which looked like an old wound, because of the scar, the eyebrow seemed to be disconnected. This scar made him a little less weak and a little more solemn and powerful.

Qiuqiu thinks that the emperor should be similar to the appearance in a certain Gege drama, with a shy stomach, a straight waist, and two beards, looking like Lao Tzu's best in the world. That head will never be lowered.

"I've seen two immortal elders."

"You're welcome." Shi'er also raised his hand and returned it: "Congratulations to Your Majesty on becoming a great treasure." ”

The young emperor smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's a mess right now, I really don't know where to start cleaning up." I also want to thank that Elder Cao for relieving the poison on my body, otherwise I would not have my life at this moment, let alone ascend the throne. ”

This emperor should have a future.

Qiuqiu looked at him. Although she doesn't know much about physiognomy, this third prince can lead troops to fight. They are all emperors, and they can still bend down. It can bend and stretch, and it is a material that can achieve great things.

There is an unwritten rule for cultivators, that is, they will not interfere too much in the affairs of the world, especially this kind of major event of the rise and fall of dynasties.

But now the situation is different, the monsters are infiltrating in a big way, and it is impossible for the Central Plains to have another war and strife that will last for decades in this situation.

When the time comes, the lives will be ruined. Qiuqiu didn't dare to imagine that kind of miserable situation.

So the new emperor has picked up a big bargain, and now there is no more suitable person than him to end the chaos. That's why Elder Cao took the trouble to detoxify him, so Huo'er so happened to land on the roof of the palace to create momentum for him, and Shi'er's response to this was to push the boat down the river.

The Emperor stretched out his hand. Shi'er took the pulse for him: "Your Majesty don't worry, the poison has been completely expelled, the set of breathing heart methods taught by Elder Cao is practiced once a day in the morning and evening, although the long live is just a legend, but it is not difficult to enjoy the old age." ”

The emperor thanked them sincerely, and retained them: "There is also a Taoist temple in the palace, and I have ordered someone to sprinkle and sweep the dust, if the immortal chief does not dislike it, please stay for a few days, and I will ask the immortal chief for advice sooner or later......

Shi'er raised his hand: "No need, we still have important things to do, and we won't stay in the capital for long." It's just that I mentioned it to Your Majesty last night, and I hope Your Majesty must pay careful attention to it. ”

"Yes, I will take it to heart."

Shi'er stretched out his hand, and the emperor did not hesitate, he also stretched out his hand, and the palms of the two slowly shook each other.

Qiuqiu could see that they should have reached an agreement.

She didn't know what was going on, but she thought things should be going for the better.

All she had to know was that.

"Let's go."

Qiuqiu answered, followed Shi'er, and walked out of the palace.

The young emperor was already victorious, but the concubine was as restless as a trapped beast in a cage.

The palace maid who inquired about the news hid all the way to bypass the guards, and walked from the sunny hall into the dark inner hall, which seemed to be unable to blow into the inner hall, and whispered: "Niangniang...... The third prince has already ascended the throne in the main hall. ”

Concubine Huo Ran stood up: "What? ”

"Yes, it's true. Listen, the people outside are shouting hooray. ”

The concubine staggered to the wall and pushed open a window.

Sunlight is like a splash of mercury, suddenly pouring out on the body.

The concubine narrowed her eyes and blocked her eyes with her hand.

She heard voices coming from the southeast, from the main hall.

"How is that possible? How could it be......"

The concubine saw with her own eyes how the emperor was poisoned and how he died in pain.

The third prince was also poisoned, and now that the time has come, why didn't he die?

The concubine's gaze turned to the flowerbed on the side. There was a peach tree under the palace wall, and on the branch of Xiang Chao, a weak peach blossom bloomed tremblingly.

Spring is coming.

The strife in the capital, which lasted for a whole winter, also came to an end.

But there was no life in her eyes.

She can foresee that if the third prince does not die, it means that she has failed—she is obviously so close to success!

Moreover, her death was near, so close that she could hear death knocking on the door. (To be continued.) )

ps: I don't have a fever or a headache today, but I ~~~~~ my throat hurts badly, and I cough. Cat flutter Chinese