"Oh?" Shui Geshan said lightly, "How is it not good?" Li Siping said: "In the first hundred years, the two surnames Ling and Lang fought for power, and people's hearts were unstable. If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince goes back at that time, he only needs to raise his arms to stabilize the overall situation. But now the Lang family has been in power for a long time, and in the name of equality between home and guest, it curries favor with the family and the guest department. Although there were occasional objections, they quickly disappeared and it was difficult to shake the overall situation. So the situation is very good, but it is very bad for His Highness. ”

"Huh?" Shui Geshan seemed to disbelieve it, "Even so, what about my Shui family's lineage?" Doesn't it mean that the Lang family suppressed the Shui family, and the Shui family's situation was like a pariah?" "So what," Li Siping smiled, as if he was disdainful and helpless, "It is the common people who are like untouchables, not the powerful masters." Besides, what about the untouchables? There is land to plant, fish to eat, and food to eat. It's much better than having the Ling family either exterminated or enslaved. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the people's hearts are the best to fool. If you have something to eat, you will live and work in peace and contentment!"

An Taibao also said: "We are dissatisfied with this situation, so we returned from crossing the sea and waiting for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the old place." But with a few of us, there is really nothing we can do. If you force it, you will definitely be condemned as a sinner by the Lang family, and it will attract all the surnames to conquer. When the time comes, the war will rise again, and the people will suffer. Your Royal Highness the Prince, you have truly become a sinner in the mouths of the people!"

"Hahahaha......" Shui Ge Shan looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his hand brushed the place, and the grass and trees were broken, "Good! A good one with a stable people's will and live and work in peace and contentment; a good one who is vainly raising a soldier and becoming a sinner! What a good one to fly in the waves!" "His Royal Highness the Prince......" Seeing Shui Geshan's crazy appearance, Li Siping and An Taibao felt uncomfortable. "Get out!" Shui Ge Shan brushed back the two, and when he looked up and saw the tombstone of Wu Yanguang and the others, his heart softened, and he said, "I'm fine!"

His tone was still arrogant and indifferent, but Li Siping still heard a little loneliness, and couldn't help but say: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, what our brothers have seen and heard is not comprehensive. I heard from my family that the princess of the Ling family, Ling Lan, and the master of the Shui family, Shui Nanba, are also in the Great Wilderness. If Your Highness wants to know more about the situation in the clan, it is better to go to them. Shui Geshan seemed to be interested: "Where are they?"

Li Siping hurriedly replied, "The last news about them was that they appeared in the Great Canyon of Chixue City. "Grand Canyon?" Shui Geshan remembered Xuan Wuji, who was also an interesting person, "I didn't expect to go back again just now." Life!" he said and turned away: "Let's go! heal your injuries first, and then talk about the rest!" Li Siping and An Taibao hurriedly followed, and His Royal Highness the Prince of Xindao seemed to have changed a lot.

North Sea keel fleet. Since the end of the catastrophe of the ancient secluded capital, the emperor has turned into a fish woman and retreated with all her strength. The Aragami Palm slashed away from the abyss, closed the Ancient Bronze Gate, and the dragon bone fleet wandering above the ice sea became the only communication channel between the Great Wilderness and the Hidden Capital in the sea. But whether it is in the great wilderness of the sea or the realm of the secluded capital, the reputation of this fleet is not very good. Looting and smuggling are its two shiniest footnotes.

At this time, on the sea of ice, among the flagships of the keel fleet, the cups and plates were in disarray, and the wine was in full swing. Lang Qiandie, the envoy of the Lang clan of the Water Tribe, who came from afar from the realm of Fusang, chatted happily with Shuangliuying, the commander of the dragon bone fleet. Above deck, the lookout sailor shouted loudly, reminding the helmsman to be careful of the ice reef floe at the sea. Suddenly, the calm sea was full of waves, and the storm mixed with the sound of dragons and tigers suddenly hit!

The flagship shook violently, and several sailors fell from the mast with screams. The huge shaking overturned the table, and the soup scraps spilled over the two who were already half drunk. Lang Qiandi barely stood firm, Shuangliuying fell to the ground, rolled a few times before standing up, and said angrily: "What's the matter?" The door opened, and a sailor stumbled in: "Lord Admiral, it's not good! There was a sudden storm on the sea, and several pieces of ice floe had been blown onto the deck!" "What?" When Shuangliuying heard this, he didn't care about Lang Qiandi, and quickly rushed out of the hatch.

The huge risk blew the hastily out of the Shuangliu Shadow to the ground, and he hurriedly urged his strength to stand firm. Lang Qianjie followed him, shielding the howling wind with his sleeve, and said loudly, "What's the matter?" Shuangliuying also replied loudly, "I don't know! It could be a sudden storm!" and shouted to the sailors, "Quick! Drop anchor!" The sailors were busy and finally stopped the ship. But the wind still didn't stop, and the flagship was like a wanderer, tossing up and down with the waves.

Shuangliuying saw that the situation was not good, sat on the horse with a heavy waist, and his true qi ran as he wished. He lifted his hands upwards and the water rolled up, several walls of water firmly enclosing the hull and blocking the endless wind. Lang Qianjie fished it out casually, as if grabbing a wisp of wind in his hand. He leaned over and sniffed lightly, and said, "Admiral, this wind has the smell of Zhenyuan, I'm afraid there is something strange!" "Grandma's!" Shuangliuying tried his best to maintain the water wall, and scolded angrily when he heard this, "Don't let Lao Tzu know who it is, otherwise Lao Tzu will pick his skin!"

The words fell, and the wind suddenly stopped, as if the people in the shadows were frightened. Shuangliuying didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and after a while, he saw that the wind was no longer rising before slowly lowering the water wall. In the sky, a person's wings flapped slightly, hovering in the air. Shuangliuying has been going back and forth in the realm of Beiming and the realm of the secluded capital for many years, and has met with the characters of Beiming, and when he saw this person, he said angrily: "What the hell are you doing Xiao Niaoren?"

Xiao Yiduo didn't get angry when he heard him call himself like this, his wings fell, and said, "Just kidding." I haven't seen you for a long time, Lord Admiral's cultivation has improved again!" "Hmph," Shuangliuying waved his hand, "Don't talk nonsense! If you have something, just say it, let it go, anyway, Xiao Bird, you have nothing to do!" Xiao Yiduo laughed, turned his gaze to Lang Qiandi behind Shuangliuying, and hugged his fists and said: "Is this the third prince Lang Qiandi who flies in the waves of the Water Clan?"

Lang Qiandi was stunned and said, "Xiao Ke is exactly." How does Xiao Daxia know?" Xiao Yiduo said: "Naturally, someone told Xiao," he waved to the shore in the distance, "Speaking of which, this person and the third son also know each other." "Oh?" Lang Qianjie became interested, looking at the shore in the distance, "I don't know which acquaintance it is?"

A small boat came in a moment, and the one standing at the bow of the boat was the golden knife Fan Xuan. I saw him clenching his fists and said: "Third son, last time I was also in Beiming Tianhai, you and I don't know each other." I didn't expect to be able to see each other decades later!" Lang Qiandian smiled: "Who should I be, it turned out to be Brother Fan! Xiao Ke was young and ignorant, and if he was offended, please forgive Brother Fan!"

Fan Xuan jumped on the big boat and said with a smile: "What are you doing with such a melancholy! I came this time, but I have something important to discuss with the third prince." Lang Qiandian said: "What an important thing, can Brother Fan personally run this trip?" Fan Xuan leaned into his ear and whispered three words: "Shuige Shan!" Lang Qiandie's face sank, and said, "Please go to the cabin to talk!" Saying that, he confessed to Shuangliuying and took Fan Xuan to the cabin. When Shuangliuying was about to pass, he was pulled aside by Xiao Yiduo and gossiped.

The sky was bright, and the remains of the two kings of Beiming were still burning. Sikong Zhan sat cross-legged and used his whole body to suppress the tongue of fire scurrying on his left hand. But seeing the white light of the moon and the fire of the king's blood, you advance and retreat, and you are glued to the small palm.

The fire of the king's blood is tenacity, just extinguished here, and rekindled there. Sikong Zhan only felt that the pain in his hand and heart had just been relieved, and the pain of rotting bones had been done again. Between the cold and the hot, the palm of the hand is like a stubborn stone that has been repeatedly splashed by fire and water, cracking everywhere, and the sound of "crackling" is endless.

There is no way to go on like this! Sikong Zhan's heart was horizontal, and he was about to break his wrist, but he found that the raised right hand was dotted with large and small potholes. The red light is bright and dark, like a spark, waiting for the prairie to burn. Sikong Zhan then remembered that Zhao Yuanxiu sprayed his own royal blood when he died, could it be ......

He was shocked and didn't care about breaking his wrist, and when he checked up and down, he found that not only his hands, but also his arms, wings, chest, abdomen, and legs were full of fire, and carrion burned blood. In a few places, wisps of green smoke rose from the sun, like a fire about to rekindle. "Not good!" Sikong Zhan was shocked, gathered all his strength on his wings, and swept towards the Tentorii gate.

Xu was the Luo beast who had regained some spiritual sense, knowing that his descendants had been killed by this person, and in a fit of rage, he took the anger of this person. Today's sunlight is surprisingly spicy, and Wanli Hospital reflects the sunlight like a mirror. Sikong Zhan only felt that there was a dazzling light in front of him, and he couldn't distinguish the direction. In addition, he was in a hurry to go back, and his wings kept flapping, which was like adding fuel to the fire. A little spark gradually burst into flames through the wind fanning out of the wings.

Green appeared in front of my eyes. It's a bush!" Sikong Zhan was overjoyed, and hurriedly jumped in to avoid the scorching sunlight. However, in a moment, smoke rose from the trees, and in an instant it turned into a sea of fire. Sikong Zhan screamed and rushed out of the bushes, already like a burning man. He didn't dare to stay and fled quickly. Wherever they passed, the trees burned and dried up.

The wind rose, blowing away the billowing smoke, revealing a black and red color. But seeing that the flames were flickering everywhere on his body at this moment, his clothes had long been reduced to nothing. The wings are not spread, and when the wind blows, all the feathers turn into ashes. "Hahahaha......" he let out a hoarse laugh, and between the opening and closing of the bird's beak, there was also green smoke coming out. But he didn't care, and moved slowly. As long as you go to the top of the mountain, you can get the elixir you have stored. The elixir in the abdomen, these few injuries will definitely be cured to the disease.

Up the hill, up the hill! He struggled to move his steps. The occasional mountain breeze blew, and his skin turned red for a while, and then turned gray. It is as if the ashes of a fire have not been extinguished, but they can never be rekindled. Go up the mountain! Go up the mountain! In his blurred vision, the boundary monument he had erected appeared -- "Tentorii, the one who enters is dead"! He took a few steps forward and stepped over the boundary monument, and the sight in front of him made him shocked and angry, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with "wow", and it burned when he hit the ground.