The Divine Soul Festival is coming soon, and the wind and snow on this day are also a little bigger, the white snow covers everyone's sight, and the Blood Emperor City is clothed in a silver coat, which is extremely beautiful.

Xiao Lang's superficial injuries have basically recovered, but it is still a little difficult to walk, this is still the result of Xiao Lang secretly taking the top elixir of Goucao, otherwise with the pill of the blood leader, I am afraid that someone will carry him on his back at this moment.

The Divine Soul Festival is the most important festival for everyone in the Divine Soul Continent, and it is also the day to awaken the Divine Soul, the Blood Emperor City is extremely lively, countless family members, countless children who have just turned eighteen years old are all standing outside the Divine Soul Pavilion, waiting for the awakening ceremony.

Xiao Lang was passing by the Divine Soul Pavilion in a carriage at this moment, he lifted the curtain and looked at the hundreds of teenagers and girls standing in the wind and snow with nervous and expectant faces. Seeing that they were all attracted by the sound of horses' hooves, they turned their heads to look at the convoy they were in, and let out a look of envy, and couldn't help but feel a sigh and sigh.

A year ago, he was eighteen years old, and on the day of the Divine Soul Festival, he was also standing outside the Divine Soul Pavilion in the imperial capital, and he was also nervous and expectant. It's just a year, but I have experienced something that many people have not experienced in their lives.

Grandpa died, and he betrayed the Xiao family. went to Northern Xinjiang, and then the Northern Xinjiang War, and his father-in-law also died. He has been through many big battles and has been almost killed many times. At this moment, he became a traitor who was reviled by the world, and was riding in the carriage of the great prince of the enemy country, walking towards the palace of the enemy country, to participate in the palace feast.

A gust of wind and snow drifted through the window into the carriage, and it also blinded him. Xiao Lang squinted his eyes, looking at the surrounding scenery and regressing, his eyes gradually became trance-like, he remembered a poem in his previous life: "The world is out of my generation, once I enter the rivers and lakes, the emperor is talking and laughing, and he is drunk in the world!"

The world is changing, and he never wants to fight for anything, nor does he want to become a big man, he doesn't want to kill anyone, and he doesn't want to be a traitor. He just wants to live quietly, accompany his aunt, and accompany his beloved little red bean. However, it backfired, God always teased him again and again, and always forced him to fight again and again.

Thinking of Xiao Qingyi and thinking of that lovely little red bean, Xiao Lang felt a pain in his heart. Since Duguxing's death, he has been running away and forcing himself not to think about it. At this moment, he was about to make a move, he didn't know if he could get out of that palace, and he didn't know if he could see Xiao Qingyi and Dongfang Hongdou again, and he finally began to feel a pain in his heart.

Shaking his head, brushing away the snowflakes on his head and lowering the curtain, the painful look in Xiao Lang's eyes disappeared, replaced by firmness in his eyes. Because the palace was about to arrive, he didn't have time to think about it.

The palace of the Blood Dynasty was built very simply, not so luxurious, but extremely majestic. All of them are made of huge cyan granite, and the gate is also cyan, the thick dark iron gate, guarded by a team of powerful soldiers outside, all blood-red armor, and the cold light reflected by the mysterious weapon, make passers-by fearful.

The carriage convoy was bloody, so no one dared to stop it, and seven or eight carriages drove straight in, turning around the palace until they came to a stop in front of a large hall.

The carriage stopped, Xiao Lang walked down, the wind and snow were very strong, his body was still very weak, and he couldn't run the Xuan Qi, so he felt very cold. He tightened his grip and shrunk back, his face pale, and he looked like a sick and weak scholar.

He looked up at the strange palace, at the strange crowd, at the countless eyes full of contempt and mockery, and a sense of loneliness rose again in his heart. At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling, and immediately fled back to the imperial capital, took Dongfang Hongdou to the end of the world, took her to the Hidden Sect, and spent the past few years quietly.

However, thinking that he was going to die in a few years, Xiao Lang gloomy again, lowered his head silently, and followed the group of people in the Blood Red Sun towards the palace.

There are many people in the palace, there are young people, there are strong men of the older generation, there are beautiful young ladies, beautiful princesses. He also saw the blood-clothed and blood-enslaved them, but no one cared about him, just glanced at him lightly, and immediately turned his head away with disdain.

The blood red day left directly, and before leaving, he handed Xiao Lang a look, Xiao Lang was in his heart, he knew the meaning of this look, the blood red day went to arrange, and if he received the call, he would immediately kill Jing Li.

Xuekui took Xiao Lang to a corner and sat down, drinking wine and eating delicious food, but Xiao Lang felt like chewing dry wax, his eyes narrowed into a slit, staring at everyone in the palace like a poisonous snake, looking for a target.

It's a pity that he didn't find the familiar figure, a group of big people in bloody clothes and blood slaves, and they also disappeared, and he didn't know where he went.

From time to time, people came over to chat with the blood kui, and there were also many women who were so plump that Xiao Lang was suffocated that they twisted their "brute waists" to talk to the blood kui. Looking at the flowery figure, the pig-like face and the charming and coquettish smile, Xiao Lang's stomach squirmed, and he had a strong urge to vomit.

Such a banquet will not have a theme, of course, Xiao Lang may not be able to see it. Maybe the patriarchs of the blood-clothed and blood-slave families are discussing the matter of the next blood emperor in a small palace at the moment, or maybe the blood-red sun is conspiring with several princes, of course, these things will not appear and discuss in the open, and Xiao Lang is not qualified to join.

As time passed, Xiao Lang became more and more bored, but his heart became more and more nervous, like a longbow beginning to slowly pull the bowstring, and like a sword slowly pulling out of its sheath.

Half an hour later, when the blood wood slowly walked out of a side hall and walked towards this side, Xiao Lang's body trembled instantly, and a few drops of a glass of wine in his hand also spilled, he knew that everything was arranged, just waiting for him to show his sword.

"General Xiao, Your Highness is invited!"

Xuemu's words were very flat, but Xiao Lang clearly felt that his heart was beating very hard, and the hand of the blood leader beside him trembled slightly. Xiao Lang was extremely relaxed at this moment, he stood up, grinned, tightened his purple coat, and followed the blood wood with his head down.

His gait was light and steady, his breathing was calm, and his face was still pale, like a sick patient ready to die at any moment. He got up and walked towards the small palace, attracting the attention of countless people, but everyone just glanced at him, immediately turned his head, and continued to chat with the people around him, with a hint of disdain on the corners of his mouth.

Xiao Lang's eyes narrowed, long and narrow, like Danfeng eyes. At this moment, he felt like the wind was sluggish and the water was cold, and Jing Ke, who was about to assassinate the King of Qin, might also be a strong man who would never return...

It was only a few hundred meters away, and Xiao Lang seemed to have walked all his life, until he was taken outside the gate of a side hall. This side hall is obviously very important, and ordinary people can't enter it, because there is actually a stone gate here, and there are two strong men of the War Emperor guarding it outside.

The stone door slowly opened, and the blood wood and blood kui were obviously not summoned and were not qualified to enter, Xiao Lang paused at the door, and finally took a heavy breath and walked in slowly, what was extremely strange was that the stone door actually closed slowly.

This is a very luxurious small side hall, there are not many people in it, only ** people, four of them he knows, the blood red sun and the two princes and the rain princess, and he doesn't even know the rest of the people.

"Where's Jing Li?"

Xiao Lang frowned, but in the next second, his eyes suddenly shot to the left, and he saw an unfamiliar face and a pair of extremely familiar eyes!

Jing Li!

Although his face changed completely, Xiao Lang just glanced at these eyes, and immediately determined the identity of this person, his back suddenly arched at this moment, and the momentum on his body came out wildly, and the corners of his mouth showed a demonic smile, like a beast that chooses to devour people and raises its mane.

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[Author's digression]: Five chapters are over, and the recent update time may be unstable, but the old demon assures that the amount of updates will only be more, not less!

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