Shadow Court.

The square-faced middle-aged man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes like golden light.

"Where is the contemporary Black Celestial?!So many chess pieces, so many sparrows, how many pairs of eyes in the entire capital are helping her to stare and help her watch, how can the enemy attack here?!"

The square-faced middle-aged man is named Xia Chang, according to his generation, he is the uncle of today's son, and his practice is also "Eight Desolations and Exclusive Martial Arts", and he is now in his seventies, but he still seems to be young.

"What a shame!!" Xia Chang looked at the flames, and couldn't help but be angry, and slapped his palm on the stone table in front of him, the stone table did not shake, but was imprinted with deep handprints, which did not affect the vicinity at all.

It can be seen that the internal force of this upper generation of black heavenly sons is not only pure, but also amazing.

Slapping the stone table and leaving fingerprints, he didn't seem to be satisfied, and grabbed it casually, and the stone table was like a snowdrift, and he grabbed a few fingers between his fingers.

The Shadow Imperial Court only retains the Black Son of Heaven, and prepares for the Black Son of Heaven.

And many of the older predecessors went to the Great Zhou Dragon Vein, not only to guard the dragon, but also because this is rumored to be an opportunity to go further.

Before, the two people that the Son of Heaven wanted to impress were this Xia Chang and Xia Qi.

These two are in the hands of the previous generation of the world, it can be said that they cover the sky with one hand and control the rivers and lakes, otherwise the rivers and lakes of "a hundred schools of thought contending" would have been chaotic long ago.

The age difference between Xia Chang and Xia Qi was nearly twenty, so although he was the same generation as the latter, he also chose this boy who was extremely talented at that time to enter the imperial court to practice.

It's just that because Xia Dian was born later, the position of the Black Son of Heaven directly skipped Xia Qi.

The Black Son of Heaven is hidden in the shadows of the palace, and the enshrinements are cultivated inside and outside the capital, and the black sparrows are innumerable, distributed everywhere, which can be investigated, explored, and killed, and there are even more forces in the rivers and lakes that are manipulated behind the scenes.

Although the Shadow Imperial Court was extremely strong, it was not easy to make a move, they just hid in the dark and watched quietly, like a pupil located at the highest point in the capital, overlooking the entire rivers and lakes.

They never take it lightly, they only plan ahead, and only jam certain loopholes in advance.

And if they really wait for them to make a move, it will be vigorous and resolute, and the battle will be successful!

If you put it, the black sky will become spiders, the sparrows are his web, worship, the forces of the rivers and lakes, and the power of the palace are all monsters on his web, they sit in the Chinese army, and observe the capital, which is every move of the whole world.

The Son of Heaven governs the Ming and governs the world, while they look at the rivers and lakes and assassinate them.

Now, such a force has been burned to the door, how can Xia Chang not be angry?

This is not only a great shame, but a stain that will never be erased?!

Xia Qi didn't tell this "how she got over with that Xia Jiejie", she just sighed and shook her head: "Today's Heitianzi is still immature, but she also has retreat and cultivation on weekdays, and she dares to pick up the demon knife that messes with the master's mind, and she really has a heart." ”

Xia Chang frowned, "You said that the village minister is a great flame snake?"

Xia Qi said: "Yes, it is the demon knife that no one dares to touch, these generations of black heavenly sons, which of us dares to touch that knife?"

Xia Chang thought of the horror of the demon knife, and couldn't help but groan: "Then she does have a little courage." ”

Suddenly, the boy in Xia Qi's arms coughed, and his dark eyes blinked like a nightmare, and the frequency was extremely fast.

"Brother Huang, you take care of one or two, and wait for me to extinguish this fire. ”

Xia Qi said that he gently threw the boy in his hand out, and the old generation Hei Tianzi with an angry face hurriedly borrowed it, but at this time, the boy seemed to be awakened by this throw.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

He seemed to be in a frightened dream, his pupils were still panicked, and his angular face was full of incomparably persuasive power: "The eldest princess... No, she's crazy... Crazy!!"

Xia Chang, who had an angry face, was stunned for a moment, and instinctively asked, "What do you mean?"

The boy in his arms, Xia Yan, said in horror: "Heitianzi, she seems to have been robbed of her mind by the demon knife, I saw her... Seeing her... Kill my father!!!A knife stabbed through the chest... Her father pointed at her, speechless. ”

Childlike words.

What's more, it's the future black sky.

Xia Chang was furious, frightened, sad and frightened.

The wrath of the Burning Shadow Court!

Xia Jiejie was shocked by the demon knife!

The sorrow of the Son of Heaven being killed!

A country has no owner, the prince is still a young child, how to deal with the enemy of the eight directions, if you are not careful, it is the fear of annihilation!

Xia Yan in his arms seemed to be frightened too, and he cried as soon as he wowed.

In the cry was a whistle arrow hidden under the tongue.

Xia Chang reacted so quickly, almost instantly, he was transporting the internal force to protect his body, and at the same time, his mind was shaking.

In this short period of time, his heart has already moved four times.

Why?

He was puzzled.

And at that moment, his heart fluttered again.

Because Xia Qi drew his knife, his knife, which had killed countless people and made great contributions to the Great Zhou, actually wanted to pull it out against himself.

Mental calculation without intention.

Xia Chang almost stopped, but he let go of his hand, and his body was about to retreat.

Distance yourself first.

He reacted quickly, reacted quickly, and responded quickly, but his mind was hurt after all, and he was confused after all.

He didn't understand why the future Black Son of Heaven wanted to kill him, and he didn't understand why his brother would also make a move?

So, he's still slow.

It's slow enough to see the knife of the same clan on the opposite side, he really can't understand it, but his hands are still in a posture of breaking the knife with empty hands, and he has calculated the back move, Xia Qi's knife, he knows it very well, so he is confident that he can break it.

Then, Xia Qi pulled out the knife.

Or more accurately, the handle of the knife was pulled out.

Behind the handle of the knife was not a knife, but a thousand cold rays of light, like butterflies in summer, flying one after another.

"Meteor Butterfly?Tangmen Secret Weapon?!"

Knives are not knives!

Xia Chang's heart moved for the sixth time.

He thought it was a knife, but it turned out to be a hidden weapon.

The butterfly "brushed" through his body, and the man with an angry square face was covered in blood, staggered back a few steps, and a knife pierced his heart very quickly.

Raising his head slightly, what caught his eye was Xia Qi's face, which was a real and conscious face.

That's why Xia Changcai was puzzled and confused, so he gave up the last counterattack, and just asked lightly: "You and my brother, why are you so bothered?"

Xia Qi sneered, but didn't answer, just hurried to pull out the knife, and blood spurted out, reflecting the clothes of the emperor who had been hidden in the shadows.

He fell backwards, as if surrounded by boundless darkness, his eyes wide, but he could not see them.

Xia Qi took a deep look at the dead corpse on the ground, as if he was thinking about some things in the past, but he was only stunned for a few seconds, and then quickly came back to his senses.

"Let's go, I need to escort you to get what belongs to you. ”

Xia Qi smiled and looked at the unyoung, gifted chess piece.

He's doing really well, it's remarkable.

However, after all, there is still a chess piece who will be tempted by "greed" and yearn for "freedom" and "power", but he has not yet been able to understand cruelty.

"Good!!"

Xia Yan clenched his fists, but then he showed embarrassment again, "But my name is not right." ”

Xia Qi ran out of a golden silk scroll from his sleeve, and the boy with a resolute face took it, opened it casually, and showed a shocked look: "This is a holy decree, and it is still passed on to me?!How did it come about?"

Xia Qi said: "It is enough for you to know that there is no longer a problem of unjustification. ”

As a result of the general trend, it is okay to engrave a seal to stamp the holy decree.

It's really a form-like pawn.

Stupid!