Long pavilion, cold wind.

The sound of small footsteps sounded, and the white-clothed girl in the pavilion paused, and said in a low voice: "Second uncle, go back, you say that you won't marry Monsoon." Her tone was resolute and sonorous.

Su Hao stood in the distance, staring at the girl in the pavilion, a little thin, pale, and pitiful, his eyes showed complexity.

"Sister, I'm Xiaotian!"

Yun Xuetian looked at her sister, her heart tingled, and she opened her mouth with some tremors.

When the girl heard this, her body shook, she turned around suddenly, saw Yun Xuetian, and shouted excitedly: "Xiaotian, it's you, is it really you?"

Yun Xuerou was excited, hugged Yun Xuetian, and cried a little.

Since returning to the Yun family, the two sisters and brothers have been imprisoned by Yun Wushuang separately, imprisoned in two places, and basically have not seen each other. In addition, his father was seriously ill and his life was in danger, and he didn't even see it.

In addition to Yun Wushuang's forced marriage.

In just a few days, Yun Xuerou was extremely worried, unable to eat and drink, and looked very sad.

"Xiaotian, weren't you imprisoned by your second uncle, why did you come here, if he found out, it would probably be a hard time?" Yun Xuerou said.

"You're here, what about Uncle Wang?"

"Uncle Wang, he's dead!" Yun Xuetian said sadly, blood flashing in his black pupils: "He died to save me." ”

At the end, his heart was tingling, and his tone was cold, thick with guilt.

"The second uncle is no longer the second uncle of the year, and he is not qualified to be my second uncle Yun Xuetian! If it wasn't for Brother Su saving me just now, I would probably have died in that lonely courtyard. Yun Xuetian said in a deep voice.

Yun Xuerou was shocked when she heard this, and hurriedly checked her little brother carefully, and was relieved when she found that there was no injury. Soon he reflected, his beautiful eyes lit up, and he asked, "Brother Su?

Yun Xuetian nodded.

She looked around, looked up and saw Su Hao looking at her at the entrance of the courtyard.

Tears gradually appeared in her eyes, as if at this moment, the grievances she had suffered during this period of time had found an outlet. She stood there quietly, across the small lake, looking at Su Hao, tears flashing in her eyes.

Su Hao looked at her like a child, his eyes colliding in the air.

After a long time, he sighed, walked in front of Yun Xuerou, gently stopped her in his arms, rubbed his head, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Yun Xuerou whimpered, all the grievances seemed to dissipate at this moment, and she shook her head desperately.

The breeze blew on the two of them, and Su Hao raised his head and looked at the full moon in the sky, revealing contemplation.

The three of them sat in the courtyard and chatted, and Su Hao sat quietly listening.

"Sister, you must not marry that bastard of Monsoon. When Yun Xuetian heard that Yun Wushuang asked Yun Xuerou to marry Monsoon, he suddenly said a little impatiently.

Yun Xuerou shook her head and said, "Sister naturally won't marry Monsoon. After that, she glanced at Su Hao deeply.

"No, Xuerou, you promised your second uncle. At this time, Su Hao suddenly opened his mouth and said in a deep voice.

When Yun Xuerou heard this, her face turned slightly pale, her eyes widened and she looked at Su Hao in disbelief: "Brother Su, do you really want me to marry Monsoon?"

Even Yun Xuetian frowned slightly when he heard this.

However, after experiencing the family change, his heart gradually matured, and he did not speak, but looked at Su Hao.

Su Hao shook his head and said, "It's like this, and then like this, and finally like this..."

In the end, Su Hao left with Yun Xuerou, and no one knew where she went.

And Yun Xuerou still stayed in the courtyard, staring at the corridor, her eyes gradually becoming firm.

The capital city of Jinling is very prosperous and full of lights.

Even at night, it's still very lively. In that street, in an inn, two men in white gradually walked in. One of them was masked, unable to see his exact face.

The other was a young man, and as soon as he entered the inn, he opened two rooms directly.

The inn here is also a relatively remote place in the capital. In the dead of night, a figure stepped out of the window, rose into the air, and landed on the roof.

If the shopkeeper saw this man, he would be shocked. Because this figure is the young man in white who stayed in the inn during the day.

This young man is Su Hao.

He shook his body, and in an instant, he went straight to the imperial city.

He wants to see the tears of the earth, the blood of all beings of the years!

Jinling is the capital of the Yan Kingdom, and the Imperial City is the symbol of the Yan Kingdom and the place of a country's luck.

If the imperial city does not fall, the country will be eternal!

Therefore, the security here is extremely tight. Almost ten steps and one soldier, everywhere, densely packed.

But these forces had no effect on Su Hao, he was like a ghost in the night, quietly sneaking into the imperial city, and after a while, he came to a tower.

This tower is the largest tower in the imperial city, and it is used for stargazing and worship at night.

He stood on the tower, his face slightly excited. His gaze fell on the earth, and his eyes were deep, as if he could see through nothingness.

"This should be it. He muttered to himself.

Immediately, sitting cross-legged, his consciousness gradually spread and spread towards the earth.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his face showing surprise, as if he had collided with something as soon as his consciousness spread.

Su Hao pondered for a moment, and his divine consciousness surged out again under his thoughts. It fell on the earth. The image of the underground gradually came to his mind.

The pitch-black earth is boundless, and the thick and heavy earth breath is ups and downs.

His divine consciousness spread downward, reaching about a hundred meters in the moment. A picture came to his mind, and it was very bright, it was light, golden light.

The light covered the ground, covered with black earth above.

This golden light was difficult to find, and at the same time, a word came to Su Hao's mind, enchantment!

After a moment of silence, his consciousness spread again, roaring towards the ground.

After about a hundred meters of diving through that layer of golden light, he saw a patch of purple, and there was gold in that purple, and there seemed to be a dragon galloping in the gold.

At first glance, it is like a golden dragon swimming in the purple sea.

On closer inspection, it is a wisp of qi, which is not ordinary qi, but the luck of a country, the purple sea formed by luck.

As he deepened, his divine consciousness surged again, and at three hundred meters, he saw a golden stone, just like what he had seen on the ancient mountain.

In the golden stone, there was a drop of blood, sometimes red, sometimes dark blue, constantly changing between the two.

The rich breath of vicissitudes of life spread out from that drop of blood, which was the blood of the vicissitudes of life he saw on the ancient mountain, and it was also the inheritance of the ancient blood left by that Chen!

The reason why this drop of blood exists here, Su Hao gradually understood when he saw Zihai.

The immortal path dominates, and the other ways can only be hidden in the dark. And this drop of inheritance of ancient blood is the key to the foundation of ancient cultivation, and there is no room for any mistakes.

It is the use of the country's qi luck to suppress this blood, so that it will not be discovered by the immortal dao, and even absorb the qi luck, and continue to nourish and grow.

After learning about the existence of ancient blood, Su Hao retracted his divine sense, his eyes were scorching, and his eyes shone with a strange light.

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