The Fourth Tribulation has not yet arrived, or has already arrived, but it is not yet known.

But if it really happens, then the Daqi royal family will at least have wind and grass, and the national teacher will also change, but there will be none.

Xia Ji is now polite and gentle, and has become a turbid son, a beautiful young man, at this time, even a fool knows that this is a real show, and he is by no means a nerd.

Bearing, eyes, walking manners, manners, and conversation are all from the inside out.

There is poetry and books in the belly, which is also the reason.

Someone just said a word, and people understood the person's demeanor.

Some people say countless words, but they still make people feel like a straw bag.

That's the same thing.

Xia Ji walked in the palace, soaked wolfberries and stayed in the library, casual conversation, accidental thinking, even blind and foolish people can feel the difference of this one.

Even if he lowered his head, it was like a pearl hidden in a grain of rice.

Even if he doesn't seem to know martial arts, he has never been a dwarf.

As a result, all the ridicule and rumors that had existed came to an abrupt end.

At this point...

Summer has turned to autumn.

Xia Ji was in the kitchen, and Xiao Wu stayed next to him and watched him cook.

Xia Ji is chopping pieces of mutton.

He's going to make soup.

He remembered that this was the soup that Xiao Su was best at cooking in the past.

He remembered this taste, remembering 1,500 years, that is, in the fire robbery source, silently counting, while wielding a knife for fifteen nails, he still remembers.

He didn't do well.

Xiao Wu showed disgust on the side.

She stepped forward and snatched the kitchen knife and asked Xia Ji to stand next to her.

Xia Ji obediently let go, stood beside her, leaned against the wall, and looked at the one-meter-five figure looking down and concentrating on preparing mutton and preparing soup.

At this moment, Xiao Wu had completely overlapped with Xia Xiaosu's shadow.

He knew that this was Xiao Su.

This is his sister.

He suddenly found that such Xiao Su and such a self were better than the Lord Behind the Scenes of the Northland, the first Pope of the Church, the Shenwu King, and the Black Emperor.

What does it take to get to that place?

It's just a drag.

He's not going to compare himself to anyone.

He didn't work hard to show anyone.

The Nine Great Ancestors were of course the ultimate formidable enemy.

However, he returned from the source of hell and was born as a baby, and the breath he had held for 1,500 years was sublimated between extreme tension and release.

He is not comparing to the ancestors.

He will no longer regard Lao Zu as an opponent.

What he longed for was victory over all the creatures in the universe since the beginning of the world.

Therefore, he has to take one step at a time, so that his realm becomes extremely solid, no one has ever surpassed it, and no one can surpass it.

He didn't know how.

But just like when he swung his sword fifteen nails, he didn't know how to do it at that time.

Then, not just transcending the realms, but possessing more power in each realm than any being.

Isn't the most difficult, the most impossible, the most foolish, the most ridiculous road the way to the supreme one?

The road is the way.

Whichever way you go, you will go to whichever way.

Heaven.

Boulevard.

It's all the way.

The road is not the way.

The road is walked.

But the way is hard to find.

Are you following the path that everyone else walks, or is it your own unique path?

Do-do...

Do-do...

The sound of kitchen knives chopping on the cutting board, the sound of hot oil entering the pan, the sound of shovels overturning, and the busy back, the fragrance that gradually began to diffuse...

Xia Ji looked sideways and looked out the window.

Outside the window, the green treetops have begun to fall leaves, and the flowers of Yinwei Luanhua have been hit on the cold stone ground after the autumn rain a few days ago, and have been swept to the corner by the palace maid.

He snorted his hand, white qi rolled in his half-folded palm, and he didn't think of anything in his head, just waiting for the time to pass without doing anything.

At this time, Xia Xiaosu in the past, and Xiao Wu now have already started the pot.

She divided two bowls, brought them to the table, tilted her head, and smiled proudly: "Come and eat." ”

The words were full of superiority and pride.

Xia Ji came back to his senses, ran over, and began to drink soup.

Xiao Su asked, "Is it delicious?"

She didn't ask, she showed off.

Xia Ji was angry with her, and while drinking in a hurry regardless of the heat, he said vaguely: "It's delicious, it's so delicious, there is no such delicious mutton soup in the universe." ”

Xiao Su was embarrassed, so he defended: "Last time I went to the Zhenwei Restaurant in the city, the master there also cooked very well." ”

Xia Ji said: "Anyway, it's not as good as you." What they burn is to burn a hundred pots, a thousand pots, and ten thousand pots, and they can't compare to this bowl. ”

Xiao Su's eyes widened for a long time, and he laughed: "The mouth is so sweet." ”

As she spoke, she took an extra piece of mutton and put it in Xia Ji's bowl, "Here you go." ”

Xia Ji smiled: "Aunt Xie Wu." ”

"Don't call me Auntless, you look about my age. ”

"What's that called?"

"Concubine Chan doesn't call me Sister Wu anymore, so let's call you instead. ”

Xia Ji said: "Then when I'm older, can't I call you sister?"

"Phew, I'm an old witch, and I don't know how long I've lived. ”

Xia Ji smiled: "Coincidentally, so am I, not only that, but I also feel that I am a little older than you." ”

"Bah, bah, I grew up, I read too many books, and I became good at talking nonsense, so I won't talk to you anymore. Xiao Su pursed his lips, only thinking that the seventeenth prince was still well-behaved when he was a child, and he would be able to speak up when he grew up.

The two drank soup and talked about each other, and it didn't take long for this afternoon to pass.

...

...

In early autumn, when it turned to the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qi Xiu, the monarch of Qi State, suddenly contracted the wind cold, which was nothing, mainly detonating the hidden disease in the body.

He began to cough violently, and the morning became only once in half a month.

Qi Xiu felt that he might not be able to do it, he was waiting.

Wait for a result.

The result of the confrontation between the crown prince and the country of Fenglai.

...

...

Mid-autumn, then late autumn, and then early winter.

Qi Xiu is getting worse every day, and every day is not as good as one day.

And in the entire imperial capital, even the homeless people on the street can feel a strange atmosphere.

It was a turbulent and turbulent atmosphere.

The second prince, the sixth prince, and the eldest princess seem to have reached an agreement, they seem to have probably gotten the news from the front line, and they have seen the current situation of the Son of Heaven, so they are ready to brew a plan that no one knows about, so as to complete their work in one battle and turn things around.

Winter.

Heavy snow.

The 100,000-strong army was defeated, and only the broken thousands returned.

The reason for the defeat is very simple, the Fenglai Kingdom has a strong man from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to make a move.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect doesn't seem to care about the agreement that "tearing up the sect and not being involved in the mortal dynasty fighting", as for offending the five sects of Qingfeng, they are even more afraid, anyway, they have already killed a hundred miles peak lord before.

When the prince went, he was full of ambition, but when he returned, he was covered in blood, his eyes were full of pain, his hands were tightly gripping the mane of the horse, his eyes were always wide open, and he muttered "How can this be, how can it be...".

He didn't understand why the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would make a move.

What does the Ten Thousand Swords Sect want to do?

Da Da...

The sound of horses' hooves came from the east.

The crown prince Qi Heng rode into the east gate, but what he received was a cold gaze.

There is a sect to make a move, but it is actually not his fault.

This is not at all the level of power that he can handle...

But no one will understand.

Defeated, defeated.

He silently endured these cold eyes, and went to the palace in the center of the national capital.

But today's palace, the atmosphere is a little strange.

The guards in front of the gate seemed reasonable to stop the blood-stained general in armor, and only let the prince enter the palace to report on his work.

The prince sent the generals back.

He entered the first gate of the palace alone.

and went to the second gate.

The palace of Qi is solid, the door has four layers, and then it is the open space of the square, which leads directly to the main hall of the upper dynasty.

Qi Heng was immersed in decadence and chagrin, he bit his lip and lowered his head, like a sinner,

Hands and feet are bound by invisible shackles and fall heavily,

The back is slightly stiff as if pressed by heavy failure.

He rode his horse,

The wind and snow were very strong.

The horse shook its hooves and crossed the first gate.

At the second door, Qi Heng raised his head with some surprise, but in his eyes was a young man waiting for him with his hands down.

Qi Heng was surprised: "Seventeenth brother, why are you here?"

The boy who was waiting for him was Xia Ji.

Xia Ji said: "I just happened to come back, and I saw you riding a horse in from afar, just waiting for you to enter the palace together." ”

Qi Heng sighed heavily, looked at him with complicated eyes, and suddenly said: "You have never had contact with me before, why did you come here to welcome me today? Go by yourself, don't worry about me." ”

Xia Ji laughed.

As soon as he stepped forward and took the horse's leash, he walked forward.

The horse under Qi Heng's crotch is a famous horse named Lion Head, who is famous for his fierce temperament, and he will not let unfamiliar people touch it at all, but at this moment, for some reason, he became a well-behaved little rabbit, and he was pulled away by Xia Ji.

Qi Heng's eyes were full of tears, and what else did he have to say.

But Xia Ji said lightly: "Who are you and me?"

Qi Heng then shut up.

It is normal for people to seek profit and avoid harm and flee, but it obviously does not include the seventeenth prince.

He looked at this younger brother, and he had already made a decision in his heart, this defeat, the position of the prince is likely to be lost, but if he wants to protect a younger brother who has never participated in the battle for the heir, and a younger brother who has no energy and only knows how to read, then he can still do it.

It's just that it comes at a cost.

But what's the matter?

Jun voted for me with a peach, and I repaid it with a plum.

So, the prince said, "Okay! ”

The wind and snow are charming and fly down into the imperial court.

The gentle young man led the defeated prince's horse and walked through the second gate.

As they approached the third gate, the iron gate suddenly made a loud noise, and with a loud rumble of the wind, it fell suddenly, slamming into the ground and blocking the way.

The prince's face showed a look of astonishment, but then his expression changed, and he reacted very quickly, and was about to turn around and exit the second gate, but almost at the same time, there was a heavy sound of the city gate slamming behind him.

The tremor echoed and was piercing.

The second door was also closed.

It's a big patio, a hallway.

And now, it has become a Jedi.

It has become a Jedi with no way to enter, no way to retreat, and can only wait for death.

Dense footsteps soon came from the top of the wall, and before long a few figures wrapped in luxurious robes, as well as many crossbow-wielding soldiers in black light armor, ran up and surrounded the city wall from all sides.

The crown prince looked up and saw that after the cold light of the heavy crossbow arrows, he saw the second prince, the sixth prince, the eldest princess, and many other younger brothers and sisters.

He understood.

It's lore.

It's the end of itself.

But it is not the end of the battle for the heir, and after that, the second prince and the sixth prince in the city will fight and fight for victory, but without their own threat, these two people really have a chance.

He is an old man, and he can't guarantee that the king will still be passed on to him.

Everyone was about to shoot arrows, and the eldest princess raised her hand to signal and so on.

She glanced at the city, frowned, and said sharply, "Seventeen, why are you down there?"

You... You run into the corner and hide!"

When she said this, the eldest princess glanced at Qi Heng again, "Prince, after so many years of deceit, it's time to end today, we have done a lot of things, you died unjustly, don't grab the seventeen to accompany the funeral."

Seventeen is the purest of our people, no matter who sits in that position in the end, Seventeen can accompany him to govern the Qi country well.

Seventeen, he didn't deserve to die. ”

The prince looked around and laughed desolately.

Knort!!

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and it was wiped towards his neck.

Xia Ji flicked his fingers, and a just right amount of energy directly made the long sword fly upside down.

This hand shocked the prince and the people in the city.

The second prince said: "Old Seventeen, you read every day, and you can also work hard? ”

The sixth prince said: "But what's the use of that? Seventeen, do you want to die here? Is it meaningful? What are you studying for?"

Xia Ji said lightly: "Stop Ge." ”

The sixth prince sneered: "Why stop fighting?"

Xia Ji said: "If you talk about ability, in fact, the eldest brother is the strongest, right? If you talk about kindness, of course the eldest brother won't let it." What's more, now the eldest brother is sitting in the position of the prince, so let the eldest brother take the throne. ”

As soon as he said a word, everyone around him couldn't help laughing.

The eldest princess said, "Seventeen, do you know what you're talking about? How cruel the battle for the heir is, you don't understand at all, you don't understand anything. ”

The prince took a deep look at Xia Ji, he didn't expect this younger brother to be so affectionate and righteous, and at this time he also said: "Seventeen, you go to the corner, the eldest princess is right, you don't understand." ”

Xia Ji said: "I understand. ”

After saying these three words, he raised his hands.

The wind and snow in this side of the world suddenly stopped.

He moved his hand again.

The wind and snow moved again, the white snow condensed, turning into thousands of pure white snake pythons, swimming and hanging in the air, lingering and whistling, rampage, between the white lightning and the crossbows, and the crossbows of all the soldiers at the head of the city have been smashed away.

The crossbow fell in mid-air, like meat falling into a pack of wolves, and in an instant, it attracted many fierce winds to rush to chase after it.

The crossbow jumped twice in mid-air, and was directly torn apart!

Without long-range weapons, you can't attack from a distance, and you can't kill the prince from the city.

Everyone was dumbfounded...

The second prince quietly took out the longbow, but before the string was opened, it was blown away by the wind and burst.

The young man who was as gentle as jade tilted his head and slowly walked to the center of the patio, as long as he raised his hands, there were no weapons in this side of the world.

The fourteen-year-old seventeenth prince raised his voice and said: "With me, anyone can not die." ”

Everyone looked at him blankly, incredulously.

The Seventeenth Prince seemed to remember something, and said with a smile: "The Great Commander has a relationship with me, and he began to teach me to practice many years ago, and today is the first time to use it." ”