Dharagali, the supreme royal city of the Asura Path.

Standing high above the endless Bodhi Mountains, with a bird's-eye view of Lake Acre, the pure blue is as clear as a baby's eye.

The pure blue of Lake Acre makes the girl in white look more and more calm. Her pure complexion, which was beautiful without powder, had been half-covered with white gauze at this time. The butterfly between her collarbones seemed to come to life and fly away at any moment. This is the pattern that Lan'er tattooed Ning Huchen after becoming a demon that day.

Ning Huchen walked towards the Dharagari Royal City, walked out of the beach of Lake Acre, and approached the royal city, without hurrying along the way.

But at the foot of the royal city, I always felt that something was wrong. The vast majority of the Asura people are not powerful, and they need to live smoothly under the protection of the royal family and the army. The reason why the Asura royal family is precious is the inheritance of high-quality bloodlines. The people in the royal family all have the talent of demigods, and all of them have innate divine powers, but the inheritance is different.

At the foot of the royal city, there were many merchants and it was quite prosperous. There are old and young, and occasionally there are a few asuras, but at a glance, almost all of them are male asuras. What about the Asura women here?

As soon as she appeared, she noticed that many eyes had fallen on her.

At this time, her face was already half-closed, but the eyes that looked at her were puzzled, regretful, contemptuous, and playful......

Could it be that the Asura is so prejudiced against women?

Ning Huchen continued to walk, and he continued to endure all kinds of unfriendly gazes. Finally, a thin hand grabbed her.

She turned her head and saw that it was an old woman who was a head shorter than her.

The old woman's face was kind and kind, the wind and frost years had eaten away at her face, and her gray hair was pulled in a low bun at the back of her head. Her voice was a little muddy and irritable, revealing a faint concern: "Girl, why are you so bold!

Ning Huchen was a little puzzled: "Auntie, who wants to arrest me?"

The old woman looked left and right, lowered her voice and said, "It's not to arrest you, it's to arrest all the young and beautiful women!"

Ning Huchen put down the clay pot, patted the old woman's hand gently and comfortingly, and completed the beautiful crescent moon with his eyes: "Don't worry, I'll be absolutely fine." ”

The old woman still pulled her uneasily, and when she saw that she did not listen to persuasion, her expression was a little anxious: "Girl, listen to me, go home quickly! If the people of the fourth prince see you, they will definitely arrest you!"

The fourth prince wants to arrest a woman?

Ning Huchen asked, "Why did the fourth prince arrest a young and beautiful woman?"

The old woman sighed: "If the girl who was taken away only went to his house to be a slave or a concubine without a name, it would not have caused such a panic, and the young women would not dare to go out." The fourth prince suddenly became interested in beautiful women, and the bodies of the girls who were taken away and many of them had already been found. Disheveled, skinny!"

As she spoke, two lines of tears flowed from the old woman's eyes, and she felt particularly sad for the young women who had lost their lives.

Ning Huchen saw that she cared so sincerely for a strange girl, and felt very warm in a corner of her heart. But when she heard this, she also noticed that this matter was strange. The Asura clan is considered a demigod, especially a royal family with great divine powers, why would they do such evil things?

She smiled again and said to the old woman: "Thank you, auntie, I will go back immediately." ”

Not far away, there was a cacophony of noises, and two officers and soldiers appeared, tying a notice to the notice of the market. They posted and left, and then a crowd of people swarmed up, crowding to see what was on it. Ning Huchen also followed to the outermost part of the crowd and read the content of the notice with good eyesight.

She saw the portrait on the notice at a glance and immediately felt wonderful. The man in the portrait has a thin and slightly long face, thick black eyebrows, some rough and obliquely flying, and his eyes are black and white, as bright as stars. The nose is high and narrow, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised when not smiling, and the whole face reveals an innate nobility.

He's really good-looking.

Ning Huchen will not admit that he is the man who fed Qing Qing on the shore of Lake Acre this morning.

She looked at the text next to the portrait again, and it said that there was a large reward for the capture of the seventh prince, Gazora. Unexpectedly, there was nowhere to find it when stepping on the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it. At the beginning, she met the person she had planned to get close to.

That passage not only said that he was going to find the seventh prince Kazora, but also announced that he was about to execute the third prince Shevali in Shuramen three days later. The third prince and the seventh prince united to kill their father and seize the throne, plotting to kill their brother, causing the Asura King Maha to be bedridden. The third prince has been captured and subjugated, while the seventh prince is still on the run. Such a statement made the people sigh, and they accused and scolded these two disloyal and unfilial people.

Is it really as the notice says?

Ning Huchen was a little unconvinced, she decided to wait for three days to see the situation on the Shura Gate's side.

The Shura Gate is a place as honorable and sacred as the royal city of Dharagali.

Every asura whose divine power has awakened has to come here to receive the glory bestowed by the royal family. Or enter the army to guard the peace of the Asura Path, and receive a noble status that is respected by thousands of people, or be crowned a high-ranking official and noble, and enjoy endless glory.

But, the life of the demigod Asura is either to die on the battlefield for the sake of glory. Either die in Shuramon and return the honor for a lifetime.

Three days later, Ning Huchen went to the Shura Gate.

The Shura Gate is a black stone door frame about 20 zhang high, and the upper end is written with the words "Shura Gate" with extremely vigorous pen power. Towering and solemn, revealing the simple Zhuang Yan, built on a white round platform.

There were too many onlookers, and she was in the outermost circle.

Twenty Asura Praetorian Guards, dressed in golden armor, stood majestically and evenly on the edge of the round platform. And in the middle of the round platform, under the Shura Gate, kneeled the felons who will be executed today, the third prince Shepoli.

He was covered in purple and black bruises, and so was his handsome face. The face was four points similar to that of Kazora. Those deep eyes, looking straight ahead, revealed a stubbornness that did not want to surrender.

The sky suddenly changed to thick clouds, and suddenly the day turned into night, and a torrential rain fell without warning.

As a bolt of lightning fell, the light took on a human form. Suddenly, the rain also subsided, and only the strong wind was still blowing.

"It's the Fourth Prince!" someone among the people pointed to the man who was high up in the air and said loudly in excitement.

The fourth prince of the Asura Path, Doroshi.

Dorohi's red hair was like fire, and the cloak behind him fluttered in the wind, and the hunt sounded. He looked at the prisoner-like Shepoli and asked, "Shepoli, such a thing as killing your father and usurping the throne is really unforgivable and unforgivable! Today, under this Shuramen, you will be put to death, and the wrath of the heavens has been extinguished!"

"Heavenly wrath?" she raised her head and sneered contemptuously, "whose anger is extinguished? Who is the sin that the gods will not forgive!"

"What nonsense! Prince Ben, as a judicial assura, will never allow a person like you to survive in the world! And your dearest brother, our Gazora, rest assured, he will soon come down to accompany you. With that, Dorothy looked up to the sky and smiled.

Retracting his smile, he urged his divine power, and a red dragon-like lightning slashed down and fell to the top of the Shura Gate, shaking the earth to the ground.

There was a red energy accumulation at the top of the Shura Gate, and it began to fall.

Shepoli looked up at the red flames that were constantly approaching her, and her empty eyes reflected only the fierce red.

When the flames fell, engulfing him all, the heartfelt cry made the heart tremble at the sight: "Don't come!

Ning Huchen suddenly sensed that there was an angry energy near her that was trying his best to suppress it. She looked at the waves, and saw the man she had been connected to, Gazora.

He actually came. He must have ventured back to the royal city and saw the notice.

Ning Huchen noticed that several Praetorian Guards on the round platform seemed to notice the aura of Kazoro and began to search the crowd with their eyes.

The blazing fire under the Shura Gate reflected everyone's faces. Gazoro turned his back, squeezed through a few crowds, melted into an inky patch, and vanished.

The fire dissipated under the Shura Gate, the dark clouds dispersed, and the light descended on the world again.

There was not a single ash left of the bones of Shepoli's body, and Dorothy smiled triumphantly and disappeared into the air. When the Praetorian Guard did not find Gazora, they gave up and retreated in an orderly manner.

Shuramun stood quietly again, as if nothing had happened.

Where will Gazoro go? Ning Huchen wanted to look around, so he also left here and walked towards the market.

Dorothy's search for beautiful women doesn't seem to have passed, and along the way, only men are left.

Suddenly, a neat trotting team appeared in front of them, and as soon as they saw her, they immediately surrounded her.

One of the guards asked, "Does this woman look ugly if she wears a veil?"

"Whatever, he's in good shape, bring it back and talk about it, anyway, that one's vision is very high, what we have to do is find enough beauties for him to choose!"

"Yes, otherwise, the fourth prince will blame us for our disadvantage, and he is very respectful of that one. ”

After they finished discussing, they tied Ning Huchen's hands and dragged her to a place. There was a cart pulled by two oxen, not a carriage, but a prison-like shackle made of logs, and three beautiful women with their hands tied were locked inside.

Ning Huchen was also pushed and shoved by these guards, put in a cage, and squeezed together with the other three.

She vaguely felt that someone was following behind her, and with a faint glance of her eyes, she saw the figure with brown curly hair.

The lips under the veil curled into a shallow smile, and that encounter, a thought of kindness, made her start so smooth. Kazoro is the first opportunity she will never let go.