The petite Empress Dowager Xiao felt that a sharp arrow had penetrated her fragile heart.

She seemed to be hurt.

But the black-bellied little queen mother quickly buried this injury.

She hugged the cute little tree and said softly: "The little tree is so cute, naturally everyone praises it, this is normal, promise Aunt Wu, you can't talk about licking dogs funny in the future, okay?"

"Oh..."

Natsuki nodded disappreciatively.

Divert the topic.

"Dad seems to be going to Fusang again, he didn't need to go, he had to go. ”

Xia Shu thought of his father who was completely idle, and looked like he hated iron but not steel, "I know every day that I can rest and retire in Chang'an, but he didn't listen, and lied to me that I was just going to see if my mother was in Fusang... Hey, I don't have anything to say. ”

The Queen Mother was stunned: "Is your father sure he is going to Fusang?"

Xia Shu said: "Yes, not only that, but he also said that he would cross the sea with a few soldiers with a halberd... He was too arrogant. I say every day that I don't know martial arts, and I say that I'm a girl's family, slightly..."

The Queen Mother was stunned again.

How many soldiers crossed the river with a halberd?

No, this is my uncle's pass, and I need to persuade him.

...

The chic spring courtyard of the palace, wisteria peony peony peach blossoms, a piece of purple and red, very noisy, floating warm incense, with the temperature of the world, people only feel that they have survived from the winter, and it is worth seeing this spring.

"Uncle, how can you have the idea of going to fight a country with a few people? It's too dangerous. ”

The Queen Mother, who has always adhered to the policy of "bullying less with more", is very incomprehensible, she doesn't want her uncle to have such a dangerous heroic idea.

Xia Guang was stunned, and then remembered that when he chatted with his daughter a few days ago, he said this casually.

Let's just say it, it's not impossible anyway.

"It's okay, I believe in the martial arts of our Great Zhou soldiers, as long as I pick out a few soldiers from the military department. ”

Xia Guang thought about the blood demon, and he didn't know how to be a soldier.

The Queen Mother blinked, what can the soldiers of the Great Zhou do, except for shouting, they are just as cannon fodder on the front line.

True success or failure is almost determined by the general's personal force.

This was not the case many years ago, when generals could still be consumed to death by soldiers.

But since the changes in heaven and earth ten years ago, after the personal force has been greatly improved, this is not the case.

"Uncle, Fuso is not the same as ten years ago, it was the great ninja they sent before, and they almost slaughtered our palace, that time... It's the calamity of the full moon, and if it weren't for the Black Son fighting them on the frontal battlefield, we would have been defeated.

The great ninja is extremely weird, and even if the uncle has martial arts, he must be careful.

After that time... Because the Black Son of Heaven was eroded by the demon knife, he was afraid that he would kill innocents indiscriminately and fall into madness, so he locked himself up, and now it is my little grandson in the Shadow Court, ready to inherit his position. ”

Xia Guang looked at the little queen mother in front of him, "Do you have grandchildren?"

The Queen Mother, who didn't have the slightest consciousness of being a grandmother, nodded, and said with a grin: "You're almost there, I heard the news from the secret guards, uncle, your eldest son is now in the rivers and lakes, maybe I'll give you a grandson back when I come." ”

"Yes, time is merciless, we are all old. ”

There is no old age at all, Xia Guang, who has lived for countless years, sighed.

The Queen Mother, whose face was as delicate as an eighteen girl, also sighed.

"I'll go to the Shadow Court to have a look. ”

Xia Guang decided to go and see the current Black Celestial Son.

The Queen Mother whispered: "Uncle, be careful, Xia Yu is very terrifying now, he has completely lost his mind, and the sound from his mouth can make people upset and have the idea of killing." ”

Although she knew that her uncle could fight, she was still a little worried about this kind of terrible thing.

"It doesn't matter. ”

King Shenwu smiled gently, and separated from the Queen Mother, and according to the route in his memory, he went towards the Shadow Imperial Court.

Entering through the secret passage of the mechanism, and walking down the stairs, you can hear the roar of several iron walls in the distance.

A black-haired and delicate little boy held a dog butcher knife, sat on the stone steps in front of the door, and when he saw the visitor, he was stunned at first, and then knew who the person was coming.

"Grandpa..."

Xia Guang was stunned for a moment, and thought about it, since this child is called the Queen Mother's grandmother, isn't his grandfather his own generation.

It's just that this name sounds very strange, and after countless years, he hasn't heard anyone call him grandpa, so he touched the child who was trembling all over his body with relief, "Xia Ci, right?"

"It's me, Grandpa. ”

"Well, a nice boy, can you tell me what's going on here? Why are you so afraid?

The men of my old Xia family can throw their heads and spill blood, they can be reckless and cruel, they can be spurned or worshiped by the world, but they can't be afraid. ”

"He's crazy... His appearance is terrible, and every day in this darkness, he feels that he may die at any time... But my father taught me that men should be responsible, especially for men in the Xia family, if they can't bear it, they can only be crushed to death by the burden, and there is absolutely no option to unload the burden to survive.

But... I was really scared. ”

The black-haired little boy held the dog butcher knife, his body trembled uncontrollably, although he tried to breathe deeply, but this was an instinctive reaction of his body in the face of fear.

He couldn't get over it.

Xia Guang rubbed his hair with a smile, and kneaded the originally soft black hair into a bird's nest: "Little guy, you haven't had blood on the knife yet, haven't you rolled in the pile of dead people?"

It's okay, there will be opportunities in the future, as the future son of the black sky, you can't be timid and afraid, when you hold a knife, this is all you have, when facing the enemy, you should only have his head in your eyes.

Pick a knife you like, and then entrust your net worth and life to it, life and death together, not alone, there will be no fear.

I've seen that almost every person who has achieved great things has a foreign object to rely on, for the sword god, his sword is his life, and the sword saint is the same, it is the god in the sky, and it is also relied on, for example... A stone statue that you don't understand yet.

For example, the belief that survives the demons of the heart.

We walk in the shadows, but we are never alone, so there is no need to fear. ”

Xia Ci was stunned, and muttered the last words of the legend in front of him: "We walk in the shadows, but we are never alone, so there is no need to be afraid." ”

When he realized something, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Since everyone who achieves great things has external things to rely on... Then what is the foreign object that you rely on, is it Fang Tian's painting halberd?"

Xia Guang smiled and shook his head, "No, I'm one of the very few men who don't need to rely on external objects. ”

As he spoke, he patted the stunned boy and walked into the depths of the terrifying roar.

Because of the imperial sister, he was familiar with the mechanisms in the shadow court, and walked through several closed iron cages along the way, and as the last boulder door opened, the man with his hair scattered and did not look like a human was yelling.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man suddenly fell silent, and suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes, with an evil smile on his lips, and the exposed teeth were slightly pointed and jagged.

Beneath his skin, there were terrifying markings, like some strange dirt swimming rapidly, trying to completely control his body.

But Xia Yu is obviously also a person with strong willpower, he seems to be fighting against evil things to the death, and he can even squeeze out a word that has changed his tone from between his teeth: "Go!!"

Xia Guang's eyes skimmed, but he saw that this crazy man was leaning on the side of a demon knife, chaotic flame patterns, even in the dark, he could see the arc of the cold blade, and there seemed to be a phantom of blood at the grip, bubbling with blood in the eternal murmur.

And the invisible black qi is linking Xia Yu with this demon sword.

This is a typical transitional use of the demon knife, and the demon spirit in the demon knife takes advantage of it, and wants to erase the mind of the person who uses the knife.

What else can be said about this situation?

can only say Xia Jiejie, terrifying...

"Let's go!!"

Xia Yu could only vaguely see a dark shadow open the door and walk towards him.

And this black heavenly son who had blessed the Great Zhou only felt that the terrifying demon sword spirit in his body was jumping, and he seemed to be cheering because of the arrival of fresh flesh and blood.

It thirsts to kill, it thirsts to kill, it thirsts to end life.

Imprisoned underground by its host, it has been dull for too long.

Seeing someone coming now is like an addict finally seeing what he loves.

"Let's go!!"

Xia Yu roared.

You can't let the demon knife absorb the life force anymore, this is feeding it, and this feeding has reached the critical point, maybe the next person, the next person, will let it completely occupy its own body, and then break free from this cage and become the catastrophe of the Great Zhou.

He also contemplated suicide.

But the demon spirit in the demon knife made it impossible for him to make any suicidal movements.

Now, Xia Yu can be said to be unable to survive and die.

But the figure was still approaching.

At the moment of approaching, Xia Yu completely lost consciousness, his black hair was raised, and when he raised his face, a pair of greedy eyes full of strange black lines were revealed.

In the quiet room, the sword qi suddenly appeared, and in an instant, it poured towards the approaching people from all directions, trying to squeeze him.

But suddenly everything stopped.

The black shadow who came in grabbed the oblique demon knife, pulled it out and looked at it, and praised: "Good knife." ”

Suddenly there was calm in this underground cell.

And it seems that everything before was an illusion.

There are just a few minor changes.

For example, Xia Yu's greedy eyes regained their clarity.

For example, the terrible black spots under his skin "whoosh" all lurked back into the black celestial body from the surface, leaving only the extremely weak man gasping for breath, extremely weak, and a little strangely wide-eyed, through the candlelight of the bronze lamp in the recess, to see the face of the comer.

After a short silence, Xia Yu shouted softly, "Uncle Huang." ”