The roof of the hall covered with colorful gems is high and gorgeous, the slender golden branches outline the huge vertical windows, and the wooden shoes make a crisp and cold sound when stepping on the black crystal ground, just like Xuanyi's heartbeat at this moment.

In this huge cage-like palace in this poor mulberry city, she met Qing Yan and her father, if before she came, she still had a trace of luck, Shaoyi was probably tricking her, then after seeing them, this luck disappeared without a trace.

They were placed in a very beautiful dormitory, and everything was arranged thoughtfully and thoughtfully, but none of them were awake, and they were not even told to find a way to escape.

She carefully examined their bodies, and no one was injured, but her father's hand was tightly clutched on his chest, as if he was enduring the pain, and Qingyan was drowsy after his divine power was exhausted.

Xuanyi suddenly stopped in front of a huge vertical window, looking at the clear sky outside, Shaoyi's footsteps also stopped three steps away, and his voice was very gentle: "Is it sad? I reminded you that it is better not to look." ”

She didn't look at him, but only whispered, "What's the matter with Qingyan?"

Shaoyi leaned on the vertical lattice window, quietly looked at the splendid wood-fire sycamore forest below, and said lightly: "Although I don't have to worry that Xiaolongjun won't leave without permission, if you come, he will probably get angry, and I have to ask him to drain his divine power and sleep for a few days first." ”

Xuanyi said coldly: "What about my father? Emperor Qingyang Clan planted a heart feather for him, when did he plant it?"

The last time Shaoyi gave her the third heart feather, the process was long and painful, she didn't believe that her father would be at the mercy of the Qingyang clan, if the emperor fought, how could the lower realm be silent?

Shaoyi blew away the floating ash on the window: "It's the heart feather planted by my father, otherwise I can't let this stupid emperor smash the poor mulberry city?" ”

She turned to stare at him suddenly, and he smiled lightly: "Isn't it too boring for you to ask me to answer, since you are here, Poor Sang City has no taboos against you, you can go wherever you like, and it is more interesting to guess for yourself." ”

Xuanyi's brows furrowed: "You said that you would tell me what happened when I came." ”

Shaoyi said leisurely: "I said it, but I don't want to do it now, I have to wait until I'm interested." ”

She wanted to scratch him and smash him.

Xuanyi turned around and left, because he felt that he was still following behind, so he said calmly: "Don't follow me." ”

The hem of her black skirt brushed a tall jade vase in the corner, and the crisp sound of clogs quickly faded away.

She had to take a closer look at what the hell was going on in this poor mulberry city, she thought that the Qingyang clan nested in it did not have a nest, but she didn't expect that it was really as empty as Shaoyi said, and even the priests were fewer than those in the mansions of other gods. Passing through the wide cloisters, the blazing wind blows in your face, and the palace towers here are all made of 10,000-year-old igneous rock.

10,000-year-old fire rock, only the stone produced by the poor mulberry, the needle that penetrated her heart back then was the 10,000-year fire rock needle. The Tongshan clan is rich in wood fire sycamores, and the Qingyang clan is inseparable from this sacred tree - it seems that the tragedy of the year was also planned by the Qingyang clan.

The chest tightened for a while, Xuanyi slowly exhaled the breath held in her lungs, when she first entered the Ming Sex Palace, Emperor Bai Ze asked paradoxically, the Tongshan clan is really not a powerful race, why did you have the guts to torture the emperor's wife to extinction, and how much more courage to hit the descendants of the Candle Yin clan hard?

But if there is the Qingyang clan behind it, all this seems logical.

It is precisely because of the heavy blow to her that Shaoyi can be asked to plant two phoenix heart feathers and contain her until now. Why Shaoyi, why not the Qingyang Clan Emperor who is sneaking behind his back?

The black silk clothes were blown by the wind and stuck to her body, Xuanyi looked at this empty poor mulberry city endlessly, maybe Shaoyi was not wrong, she was an extremely selfish person, so her intelligence and clarity were carried forward around selfishness, and once it was pulled to something else, she didn't care much.

If she could have figured it out......

The sound of light footsteps stopped behind him again, and Xuanyi turned his head to glance at it, and the Divine Monarch in a primrose-colored robe followed like a bone appendage.

"Back then, my father destroyed the Kiriyama clan in a fit of rage, and he himself was also injured a lot, and his divine power was exhausted and he fainted. She suddenly spoke, her voice was light, "The heart feather was planted at that time, so the emperor of the Qingyang clan will be weak." ”

After all, the mature Zhongshan Emperor is different from her, and the degree of injury is also different, it is very normal for the Qingyang Clan Emperor to be unable to bear the influence of the heart feather, his father has been locked up in the Immortal Palace for nearly 10,000 years, and suddenly one day the injury began to improve for a while, and it was the reaction after not cutting off the heart feather knot.

Shaoyi looked at her posture under her thin silk clothes with a smile: "The little loach is really ice and snow smart, but my father's weakness is natural, not because of planting heart feathers." ”

Xuanyi said lightly: "The very difficult thing you said was originally intended to ask my father to do?"

Shaoyi crossed his arms and leaned against the railing of the corridor: "Yes, it's a pity that he was too badly injured and his talent is too poor, he must be unsuccessful, Xiaolongjun's talent is slightly inferior to yours, or it is better for you to get the Candle Yin Clan of the human body in two hundred years." ”

Xuanyi's soft voice was dyed with a hint of coldness: "It's for this that you hooked up with the Tongshan clan and ...... my mother."

The smile on Shaoyi's face gradually subsided, and he looked serious unusually, and said in a low voice: "It's not my order, that needle was asked for by the third princess, but what she did, Qingyang clan only found out later." ”

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

Shaoyi said slowly: "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, the matter was tossed out by your father himself, and he gave the third princess hope that she could be the emperor's wife again and again, what she did, I couldn't predict it, and then you were hit hard, I just took advantage of the situation." ”

At that time, he was looking for a suitable time to force Emperor Zhongshan out of Zhongshan so that he could plant his heart feather, after all, the battle of the Emperor was huge, and he had to find a safe place that would not be discovered. No one would have expected that the third princess would be so crazy that she would take the Cuihe Priestess and the princess of the Candle Yin clan hostage, destroying others and herself.

"You?" Xuanyi looked at him coldly, "The Qingyang clan pushed you out of a young god monarch to carry the black cauldron, what about your emperor? I want to see him!"

Shaoyi smiled instead, touched her wind-blown hair, and said in a soft voice: "Your ability to talk is really getting higher and higher, yes, plant heart feathers, and ask you to do things for me, it's all my plan, and my father is just assisting from the side." As for who I am, you guess slowly. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xuanyi's fingertips suddenly flicked, and a huge ice dragon roared, immediately entangled him from head to toe, and wanted to crush and twist, but saw the blue fire around him flash, and her ice dragon was burned in an instant. The fiery red orb on his forehead was shining with an extremely dazzling brilliance at this moment, and it was countless more vivid than usual.

Xuanyi didn't summon the ice dragon again, and looked up at him for a long time, Shaoyi looked at her with a gentle gaze that seemed to be approving.

After a while, she looked away, leaned on the railing, and said, "What kind of grudges do you have against the Zhongshan Emperor who tossed out of the Sea of Hatred with you?"

Shaoyi couldn't help but lean over and stand side by side with her, looking down at her pale and quiet cheeks: "Why don't you ask something else?"

For example, why did the emperor of the Qingyang clan in the previous generation become the young Fengjun today? For example, how long can his cultivation last? For example, why is he suddenly willing to reveal his identity? He has been hiding well before.

Because she's not interested. Xuanyi Zhiyi squinted at the bright wood fire sycamore forest in the distance, and after a long time, she said, "Then what is your name?"

Shaoyi said in a low voice: "Shaoyi, Qingyang Emperor Shaoyi." ”

It was still called that. She took a breath: "Qingyang Emperor Jun Shaoyi, what are you going to tell me to do something difficult?"

(Zilang Literature)