The new emperor ascended the throne, and the city of Luo'an was full of lights, and the market was full of traffic, and people came and went. The sound of merchants selling came and went, the woman with heavy makeup in front of the green building smiled and held the richly dressed guests, the small boats in the Luo River outside Luo'an City rowed briskly, and the water birds sang euphemistically on the laurel branches on the shore.

A young man dressed in white walked alone on the bluestone pavement by the Luo River, he was obviously from a noble family, his silk coat was as smooth as his handsome face, his long flowing hair was tied up in style, and he held a scroll of ancient style. The breeze blew the corners of his clothes, and the nobles and ladies in the river sightseeing boats stared at him, and a few of them even motioned for their servants to come to the shore and invite him to sit in the boat.

The most splendid boat in the river stopped at the shore, and the young lady dressed richly dressed hurriedly jumped out of the boat with the horns of her skirt and went ashore to talk to him. Because he was too anxious, he accidentally tripped over a stone, and fell backwards in the exclamation of the servant. The young man in white took her hand with one hand and supported her waist with the other, and after dragging her steadily, he let go of her hand and bowed politely.

The young lady blushed with shame on his plain face, and wanted to speak to him but could not. The young man in white smiled softly at her and turned to leave.

The servants who chased after the shore hurriedly came up to check if their master was injured, this is the daughter of the royal history, and it will be a great sin if he falls and is injured. But the young lady just looked at the white-clothed figure in the distance in a daze.

There was a dense sound of horses' hooves ahead, and connoisseurs could tell by the sound alone that it was a good horse worth a thousand dollars, and the luxurious limousine drove by four white horses. The emblem on the body is a cyan dragon pattern, but a few strokes show the dragon's posture vividly, and the white gold trimmed body is made of precious white oak.

The only one who dared to use this emblem in the entire Great Xia was the Prince of Protectorate, and people consciously avoided opening a road and letting the prince's limousine pass through here. The prince is the uncle of the current emperor and holds the imperial power. At the emperor's funeral before January, it was assumed that he would mutiny and seize the throne. But he didn't, and he withstood the conspiracy of the powerful ministers, supported his nephews with his army, and raised them to high positions. He even handed over the military power he had held for twenty years to Chu Kunyang, the second son of the empire who was only eighteen years old, and personally sent the people who despised the new imperial regime to the guillotine one by one. It is said that when the princes were exiled, he secretly took them to the prince's palace and took care of them personally until they reached the highest peak of the country.

Therefore, his upright personality was praised by the entire Luo'an and even the entire Great Xia, and everywhere he went, people consciously made way for him, which was different from the awe of those other powerful people, which was respect from the heart.

The carriage stopped, and the solemn-looking prince stepped out of the carriage, and people consciously bowed.

Only one person did not salute, and the young man in white smiled and watched as the pro-dynasty himself walked over, his straight waist not bent at all. His attitude was too arrogant, and many young ladies had a great impression of him.

The prince walked up to him, but bowed slightly and saluted him: "Your Majesty."

The people on the street were stunned and hurriedly knelt down and saluted. It turned out that he was the newly enthroned emperor Chu Yiyang, no wonder he did not salute the prince, the supreme ruler of the empire certainly did not have to bow to anyone in this land.

The daughter of the imperial historian was stunned, did not kneel down and saluted, and the servant who was leaning on the ground pulled her several times, but she didn't react, just stood there, staring at the young emperor in a daze.

The young emperor did not blame him for his faux pas, and he boarded the limousine with the prince and left, leaving behind a street of people and the still flowing Luo River, and the limousine followed the bluestone road to the outskirts away from the crowds.

On the limousine, the young Chu Yiyang put down the shelf, hugged the prince's shoulders with a smile, and the prince reprimanded him helplessly, "Yiyang, you are now the king of a country, no better than when you were in my palace, pay attention to your posture, how good is it for outsiders to see? And don't go out alone, pay attention to your own safety." The current Loan is not very stable. ”

Although it was a reprimand, the prince, who was nearly fifty years old, couldn't help but smile, and he was wearing a dark robe, which was extremely kind. He paused, "Are you ready for the fate you will receive next?"

Hearing this, the young emperor sat up straight, his eyes were visibly sharp, and the invisible majesty spread, like a knife out of its sheath, and if you approached him, you would be cut. At this moment, he finally took out the courage of a king, and said in a deep voice: "Anytime, anywhere!"

On the outskirts of the imperial capital is the imperial mausoleum established by the mountain, and the neatly equipped army has imposed martial law here, and the shiny long sword forms a forest of blades, led by a young man, also wearing a white robe, and wearing a cyan long sword around his waist, but that face still looks too immature. Seventeen or eighteen years old was originally an active age, but he was not as restless as other peers, and stood silently in front of the mausoleum, like a stone statue.

The limousine came from the direction of the imperial capital gate, and the soldiers under martial law stood neatly in a passage, allowing the four horses to run straight to the front of the mausoleum. The young emperor and prince got out of the car, and the young man nodded to them: "Brother, uncle." ”

The teenager's words seemed to be few, just a few short words. The Emperor happily patted him on the shoulder to show his closeness, but the Prince walked over to the inscription in front of the mausoleum and stroked the lines on it.

The marble stele is also a simple sketch of the dragon pattern, exactly the same as on the prince's limousine, the same few strokes, but the dragon's eyes are not concave more in proportion, it is difficult to find this difference without looking carefully.

Chu Kunyang shook the blade of the sword on his waist, and a bleeding wound appeared on his index finger, and without saying a word, he pressed the bloody finger on the groove of the dragon's eye.

With the influx of blood, the carved dragon seemed to come to life, and the originally colorless body seemed to have life, dyed with a deep cyan. The next moment, the sound of the stone slag breaking sounded, and it actually came to life, swimming on the marble tablet, shaking its head and tail. It's beyond logic, it's just a carving, but it swims like a real dragon. It stretched and roared on the stele, and the whole stele shook as it swam. It swam faster and faster, and only the swirling lines could be seen on the stele, and finally the stele base moved to the side, and a bronze step appeared on the ground, leading to the bottomless underground.

The prince lit the torches, turned back and whispered to the other generals, "My brother and I will go in, and no one will be allowed to come near until we come out!" The generals did not answer, they drew their long swords from their waists slightly, and this was the best answer - no matter who it was, any intruder would be killed on the spot.

They walked into the dark corridor together, the road was full of mottled patina, the air was full of musty and wet patina, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the long corridor. Torches illuminated their faces and the layers of white bones on the ground. The white bones look a little old, and the sound of clicking on them makes people feel creepy, and it always feels like someone is blowing behind your back, making you feel eerie.

The prince sighed, "These are the craftsmen who built this place, and when it was first built, in order to protect this secret, the emperor at that time filled this place with poison gas. It's a relatively merciful thing to do than starve to death here alone. But when I saw it many years later, I still felt that it was so bloody and cruel. ”

They stopped, and the prince placed the torch in his hand in a torch tray at the end of the corridor, which was held high by a bronze maid, and rows of torches lit up from both sides to illuminate the huge underground space.

The wind blew in their faces, and the terrible-looking beasts stood before them, some of them had a single horn and a feather, three huge dragons with their heads holding down the struggling humans, and three dragon heads danced vigorously, and the five-tailed red leopard roared in the sky, and the most normal was the lion, but it was three times the size of a normal lion, and opened its bloody mouth to make a silent roar at them.

The reason why they can only do silent roars is because they are just bronze creations, just like the palace maid holding the torch plate. Chu Yiyang straightened up and carefully observed them. Although it is only a bronze creation, every detail is so realistic and expressive. After many years, they are still as smooth as they were in the beginning, unlike the bronze steps that are covered with green patina. Even though they are lifeless, they seem to be alive, and there is a chilling light in their eyes, as if they will pounce on your face at any moment, and you can almost smell the smell of the smell in their mouths.

It is a huge space like an underground plaza, and the bronze statue is surrounded by a wall of gold shadows, which shine in the light of the lamps, revealing a distorted and obscure picture. Above are the shadows of these alien beasts, they eat people on the shadow wall, fight other alien beasts, and finally a huge vortex swallows the heavens and the earth. Huge fish stretch out and swim above the bronze dome. The obsidian figure stood on a five-clawed dragon's head, and the robed primeval priest knelt to offer him a silver tray, and the huge stone tablet was engraved with two illegible seals.

The prince gently stroked the lines of the seal inscription on the stone tablet, "This is the biggest secret of the Great Xia royal family, which has preserved the power of the ancient divine beasts, and is also the burial place of the ancient beasts." The souls of gods and demons sleep here. When the ruins of Gui were opened, the fierce beast awoke, and the gatekeeper of the prison and the vicious beast were reborn from the abyss of the North Sea, riding a huge wave thousands of meters high to return to the world. His voice was low and soft, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping souls.

He continued: "According to the scrolls handed down by the royal family, at the beginning of the founding of Great Xia, calamities fell from the heavens, raging floods flooded the earth, and all kinds of strange beasts preyed on humans in the water. Heaven sent Jiao to fight them, but Jiao could not defeat so many fierce beasts. At this time, the Great Xia Emperor offered his flesh and blood to it. After eating him, Jiao lost the snake's body, grew dragon horns and a fifth claw, and turned into a dragon. The dragon unleashed its divine power and created a huge whirlpool in the North Sea. The sea, the swimming fish, and even the birds of the air are swept into the endless whirlpool with them. The land reappeared, the violent beasts were sealed, and the giant divine beast Kun guarded the gates of the prison. The name of that prison -- it's the ruins! That was the beginning of an era!"

Chu Kunyang and Chu Yiyang didn't speak, silently looking at the prince's side face illuminated by fireworks, and did not find the connection between these myths and the secrets of this royal family. He continued, "It is said that when the dragon returned to the Heavenly Realm, he gave his blood to the next emperor in order to thank the Great Xia Emperor for his help. He has acquired incredible abilities, wisdom and unstoppability. But as the bloodline is passed down from generation to generation, the powerful bloodline declines from generation to generation. Until your father appears. ”

"His bloodline is incredibly strong, and at that time Great Xia was in danger, he came here to take away the artifact. "The prince stroked the cyan long sword on Chu Kunyang's waist, and the name it was given was Qingfeng, a weapon beyond our cognition. We can't understand its casting process and casting materials. But it has a god-like attribute - it is incredibly sharp, and without its impenetrable defense, the secret of his ability to fight against the Eighteenth Team lies in this. When he rushed forward with all his might, no one else could see his shadow clearly. Therefore, he crossed the battle line and killed the leader of the enemy army in one blow, and the army without the leader was nothing but a plate of scattered sand, so he was invincible. When this sword is stained with blood, steel dragon scales will appear, which is the origin of his title of "Great Xia Dragon Emperor". ”

"But great abilities brought with it a short lifespan, and very few emperors in the history of Great Xia lived past the age of fifty, and he was no exception. The prince turned, "But his greatest contribution to this country is you, your mother's identity is unknown, but it can never be a demon, your blood is so strong, those fools think that you are not qualified to inherit the throne!" his voice became agitated, "but none of this matters now, this country is facing danger now, and now it is up to you to support the future of this country"

"If you want to change the times, you must have weapons to change the times!" the prince pointed to the depths of the shadow wall, and the long knife and crossbow with simple shapes were embedded in the shadow wall, and if you didn't look closely, you would think that they were engraved. There was also an empty groove next to them, and it was not hard to imagine that the blade called Qingfeng once slumbered here. The prince spoke in a deep voice, "Now wake them up with blood!"

Chu Yiyang stared at these two weapons, the material of the crossbow seemed to be some kind of blue-blue jade, with a transparent texture. The open and closed crossbow is etched with two beautiful small letters-"frost veins". The long knife was still in its sheath, and it was impossible to see its true face, but the two weapons seemed to be alive, and it seemed to have a heartbeat, echoing them one by one. As if fate had summoned them again, it was to take them into the unknown.

Chu Kunyang stretched out his hand and slapped his palm on the palm-shaped groove of the shadow wall, and there was a small carving needle in the groove, which immediately pierced his palm. As the blood poured in, the whisper of machinery running was heard, and the long knife emerged from the shadow wall, and he grabbed the hilt and pulled it out.

The majestic dragon's groan resounded through the underground space, and what he pulled out seemed to be not a weapon but a roaring dragon, and the dark shadows dissipated, and the blade flashed with blue arcs!

The prince was overjoyed, "This is it!"

After seeing his younger brother do this, Chu Yiyang also slapped his hand in the groove, and a cold feeling came from his fingers, the frost condensed on the shadow wall, and the long crossbow that exuded cold air also surfaced from the shadow wall. It was as if a giant was whispering in the whole space, shaking people's scalps, the bronze ground was spinning, and the torches were about to be extinguished in the violent shaking. The touch of the ground came, and as soon as Chu Yiyang lowered his head, he couldn't help but be stunned, and the wave patterns etched on the ground were spinning—like a huge whirlpool.

At the moment of distraction, the prince grabbed him, "Let's go, there are no more artifacts here." Its mission has been accomplished, and it is collapsing. ”

The soldiers guarding in front of the mausoleum heard a loud noise coming from the corridor, as if the dragon was stretching and roaring inside, the corridor was about to collapse, and the faces of the soldiers changed, "Your Majesty, they are still inside!"

Before they could enter the rescue, the figures of the prince and the emperor's brothers came out of the underground corridor. They were all silent, looking at the heavenly sunlight at the weapon in their hands that was about to change the fate of Great Xia.

Pitch-black crows flew over the Imperial Tomb, their eyes eeriely blood-red.

But no one noticed the bird, and a scout with a tired look ran up from among the soldiers under martial law, and the herald took the battle report written on yellow silk in his hand, handed it respectfully, and Chu Yiyang grabbed it and opened it.

The eight big characters are shocking -- "The border war is in trouble, and Longcheng is in an emergency!"