At the end of life and death, no one really cares about the sacrifice and death of that princess, anyway, for them, there are enough people who have died today.

Just by Su Shena raising his hand, he didn't know how many princes and princesses he had taken his life.

If you go to cry with emotion one by one, pretending to be a loyal minister, I am afraid that there will be no time to escape today's life.

Fleeing crowds.

Imperial city in chaos.

It's like a ridiculous joke.

Murong Heng sighed, she was mentally prepared to accept Ye Ling's anger and punishment in her heart, but everything in this imperial city made her too disgusting, if it weren't for the fact that she had chess players in this imperial city at the moment, if she didn't really like to sit in that small manor and drink a cup of peach blossom tea, she really wanted to just ignore it, and burned this dark and cold imperial city that had been backlogged for many years.

But she didn't, her sleeves shook, and she endured the cracking pain of her viscera, and a bright blue bead fell into her palm.

The beads are warm and cool, as if they have stored a vast ocean.

But the sea is not in the beads, but in the north.

This bead is just a medium, it was designed by Ling Tiansu to imitate the formation on the python robe, which can extradite this fire domain to the uncontrollable countercurrent sea area in the north, and the two will collide violently, and Murong Heng doesn't know what will happen when these two extraordinary forces collide together.

But she knew that this must be the result that Ye Ling wanted.

However, before the beads in her hand could be thrown, the flames in the oven were extinguished.

In the shadows, a purple figure shattered the long sea of fire.

In the sea of fire, there are a pair of eyes as bright as water, one eye is pitch black and cloudy, and the other eye is purple like madness.

In that extremely unusual purple left pupil, the ancient imprints of Qianmo were outlined.

That's the legend, the Divine Summoning Seal.

The blood of the double dragon can not only completely erase all traces of a person in this world.

It also has the power to break some kind of ancient reincarnation seal.

The flames were extinguished behind her, as if they had been 'killed' by some force, and two mournful dragon groans seemed to be heard from the blood flames that were gradually extinguishing.

There are two swirls in black and white, full of purple sleeves.

She stepped on the flame oven step by step, the white embroidered shoes stepped on the fragments of the fire, she stood tall and jade, and slowly walked out of the smoke of gunpowder, forming a peerless silhouette against the backlight.

The purple pupils were indifferent, and the black pupils were dazed.

She slowly raised her palm, watching the traces of time pass between her fingers, the faint palm lines were unfamiliar, the soft eyelashes trembled gently, and she caressed her cold cheeks with her palm.

It was clearly burned by the fire, but what was calcined by the dragon flame was like a cold jade-like shell.

The indifferent purple pupils overflowed with a wisp of cold liquid.

That's tears.

The soul in the shell was struggling, accommodating, and the seal that suddenly broke made her consciousness more than countless memories that did not belong to this life. From beginning to end, her temperament is undergoing a earth-shaking change.

The weather between heaven and earth has also changed.

The black clouds came like a mountain collapsing, and a cold blue wave surged from the sky, and the cold weather did not reach the world, but it was only swept by the slightly cold and cold wind, and the sea of fire in the imperial city was extinguished.

People stupidly knelt in the dust and looked up at her.

Su Xie narrowed his good-looking peach blossom eyes.

Murong Heng's action of throwing beads froze there, his expression was dazed, and then he throbbed, as if he had pulled an injury to his body, and his face turned pale with pain.

Under the imperial city, the sorrow in the eyes of the little fish dressed in plain white has not yet frozen, and it has turned into a deep shock.

The purple pupils are still indifferent, and the black pupils are still dazed.

The fingertips as white as snow gently wiped the cold liquid from the corners of his eyes, and then there was no other movement, as if he was waiting for something.

"The Emperor...... Imperial sister?" Qin Hao's face was silent.

This sound of the imperial sister seemed to pull her back to reality from the distant torrent of history, and it was like a punch that knocked her into memory.

She wiped the cold tears in her indifferent left pupil again, and the tears seemed to be inexhaustible, as if she was going to dry the tears that had not been shed in her previous life in this life.

The left sleeve was wet, she seemed to be very annoyed, but her expression was still indifferent, she hung her clothes and eyes, looking at the young man kneeling on the ground with a deep gaze, tears could not be stopped, and the right pupil was deeply dazed.

She said, "Recite my name." ”

Young Qin Hao's eyes became extremely bright inch by inch.

He opened his lips, unable to pronounce the name.

Because that name has become taboo in history, in some kind of psychic miracle moment, no one is qualified to pronounce it.

The indifferent purple pupils were a little angry, and her voice was soothing and steady, but it was obviously a little uneasy and anxious: "Read, my name." ”

Qin Hao's lips and teeth were bleeding, and he couldn't say a word.

Everyone looked at each other, and said in their hearts, could it be that Her Royal Highness the princess was possessed by a certain god.

But there is also a god with purple eyes, and he calls himself, I?

On second thought, this can't be.

Among the gods, there will be no divine conscription seal.

Unless you ascend to God, the Divine Summoning Seal will not disappear.

Obviously, she is human.

In the distance, Ling Tiansu held the dragon scales in his hand and exhaled deeply, his eyes becoming more and more helpless.

He pondered for a long time, feeling that the uneasy emotion in the mountains and rivers was about to be on the verge of despair and helplessness, and he showed a helpless gaze.

It's come to this, it's all fate.

Pushing for change doesn't help.

He gently brushed the sharp dragon scales across his lips, leaving a thin red line of blood, lightly dyed red with the tip of his tongue, like an ancient incantation.

Imperial.

The gradually ethereal and illusory voice resounded in almost every corner of the imperial city, mourning for half a lifetime:

"Say it, my name. ”

Please.

Let me know you're still there.

Let me know who I really am.

......

The bottom of the lake.

Ling Tiansu's half-closed eyes slowly opened, and his eyes were painted, as if a soul had fallen into it, passing through the wilderness.

He closed his lips slightly, the tip of his blood-stained tongue trembled slightly, and he pronounced the name as if he had been reunited for many years:

"Qishan-kun. ”

"Jianqing, I think I have already known good people all over the world. ”

Tears fell, hanging down, was a golden tear.

Leaving the last tear, the pupils are bright and clear, without a trace of hazy tears.

The purple pupils dissipated with indifference, and there was only a deep one.

The black pupils were blank and turned into deep reminiscences.

The two fused, and so, she bent down and picked up the jade seal on the ground, and the cracked lines of fire magically healed in her hands.

On the horizon, a strange bird came wearing a purple dragon robe, as if it had been waiting for many years and spread its wings.

The strange bird loosened its beak, the purple dragon robe fluttered down, and under the purple sleeves of the thin shirt, a white and delicate hand poked out, and the fingertips lightly hooked the dragon robe, draped with the clothes, and the innate domineering and imperial prestige were sublimated, which was by no means comparable to any contemporary emperor.

She bowed her head, looked down on all beings, and said indifferently: "Today, I am the emperor, and there are objections in the world." ”

The mountains and rivers are silent, and Kyushu is silent.

On this day, she ascended the throne as the emperor and took over the devastated rivers and mountains of Sanzhou.

At the bottom of the lake, the water waves are slightly folded, and the shimmering shadows of the lake bottom are folded into dots.

The dragon flame has been extinguished, and the body of the demon fox lying on the ground has already been expected, and the curse-like death prediction seems so ridiculous at this moment.

Ling Tiansu is still standing here dignifiedly.

Listen to the waves of the lake, the sound of the mountains and rivers, just like a string of pearls of the East Lake, the sound and rhyme of leisure, the bottom of the Mingquan Lake is murmuring, the Lingling is clear and clear, beyond the mountains and lakes, there are cranes and cranes in the cliffs and mountains.

Luo Qingyi wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, his expression was calm, the mountains and rivers changed hands, for cultivators who perceived heaven and earth and cultivated, there would be some slight induction.

Ling Tiansu's chest rose and fell slightly, as if he was exhaling the last breath of turbidity in his body, and his eyes returned to clarity.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat is naturally straight to the bridge.

What needs to be solved now are the corpses of these two dead dragons.

They are all old friends, so naturally they can't be left alone.

"Lightcoat, you come behind me. ”

The twin dragons were tortured and killed, and the soul was filled with an undying grudge, and the soul summoning ritual might make the dragon soul run wild.

Luo Qingyi didn't insist on anything, nodded, then held the Chengying Sword, squatted behind Ling Tiansu, and looked a little obedient in a quiet appearance without saying a word.

"Wandering souls, where to stay. The three souls are drought, and the seven spirits are coming. By the Muye River, the grass and trees die in autumn, swim extremely much, and die in the twilight!"