In addition to irony, there is also occasional sympathy.

After all, Hong Xuanwu is not weak, but the Ice Phoenix Venerable is too strong.

Once substituted, it is also related.

Outside the palace, Chaotian Avenue is as wide as a square.

Outside the vermilion city wall, there is a moated inland river with a row of white jade bridges lined up on it.

The symbolism of the river moat clearly outweighs its practical value.

On the avenue, there are already a lot of people.

Hong Xuanwu took Xia Yan Zhen to meet with a group of colleagues first.

As more and more people in the neighborhood arrive, arrive.

The gates of the palace opened, and a dragon chariot pulled by dozens of horses slowly appeared.

The huge dragon chariot resembles a moving palace, that is, without walls, supported by a canopy supported by a few pillars.

A beaded curtain hung around the canopy, allowing the figures and faces of the emperor and empress to loom inside.

"Close" while maintaining enough mystery and majesty.

"Participate in Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live long live!"

A group of people saluted in order, and the sound resounded over the imperial city.

There are not many kneeling salutes in the Tianwu Dynasty, and there will be kneeling on a few major occasions.

For the most part, to see the emperor, it is only necessary to bend down.

Otherwise, maybe Xia Yanzhen had already started his plan.

"Flat."

The majestic voice of the Emperor of the Apocalypse came from the dragon chariot.

The horse pulled the chariot all the way to the front.

Behind is the crown prince Takeichi on horseback.

These horses are naturally extraordinary, extremely tall and strong, not to mention their manes, which dance like flames, and when they stand beside them, they feel a warmth as if they are standing near a stove.

I don't know what xenomorphs are.

As soon as Wu Dao passed by Xia Yanzhen and Hong Xuanwu, he smiled at Xia Yanzhen, and he was very optimistic about this Heavenly Forsaken.

The huge procession began to slowly set off.

At the front are two columns of Imperial Forest Army opening the way, cloaked in perseverance.

Behind the Imperial Forest Army is the gorgeous and solemn dragon chariot, behind the dragon chariot is the martial arts one, half a position behind the martial arts, are a few relatively young, about thirty years old.

These people, all of whom are the sons of the prince, that is, the princes, came to the winter festival on behalf of their father.

In the row behind the prince, there are four princes.

Zhenguo Gong Hong Xuanwu, Qi Guogong Shi Kai, Xiuguo Gong Bai Wan, and Ning Guo Gong Xue Liangping, each riding a horse.

There are four people next to the horse, all of them are small princes, in the past, there was no one around Hong Xuanwu, but now there is more Xia Yanzhen.

The person next to Bai Wan is Bai He.

After the last battle, he had fully recovered, after all, the Martial Soul Master.

It wasn't a serious injury for him.

said that he wanted someone to lead the horse, but in fact, the four people did not lead the horse, but just followed the side.

After the Duke of Guo, it was the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty.

According to their respective official positions and ranks, the higher the higher, the more forward.

In particular, there is a square circle in the middle of the Royal Forest Army, and inside are the various Lady Commanders, which also form a relationship between the front and back according to the rank.

Behind are hundreds of officials.

The procession was mighty and set off along Chaotian Avenue.

As the team set out, the sun gradually shone onto the earth.

The imperial city began to become lively, and a large number of "onlookers" appeared on both sides of the road, looking at scenes that are rarely seen on weekdays.

Winter festivals are also divided into major and small festivals.

This is a big festival, and according to the calendar, it will only happen once in five to ten years on such a grand scale.

Of course, the people will not miss it.

In the sky, a brilliant and crystalline ice phoenix let out a clear chirp.

The Ice Phoenix Venerable's passenger and her martial soul hovered over the team, and the constant sound of birdsong was like bursts of fairy sounds.

The sun fell on the ice phoenix, refracting a colorful hazy light, enveloping the team.

Adds a touch of mystery to the entire team.

There weren't many people talking to each other, and the team was quietly moving forward in the hustle and bustle around them, only the cries and footsteps of Bingfeng.

Xia Yanzhen turned his head from time to time to look around.

Baihe and these people did not squint, and their faces were solemn.

Time passed, and the procession came to the high walls of the imperial city, and the heavy main gate slowly opened.

The procession left the city and walked on the road to the sacrificial mountain.

After leaving the city, the Imperial Forest Army at the front picked up the pace, and the whole team began to pick up speed.

At noon, we arrive at the foot of the mountain.

There is a square paved with white stone slabs, which has long been cleaned to the dust.

When you get here, you will rest for about a stick of incense and then start climbing to the peak.

The trails are all built with good steps and are not steep.

On both sides of the stairs, on each step stood soldiers dressed in sturdy and stubborn clothes, all the way to the peak of the sacrificial mountain.

It was not the Imperial Forest Army who climbed the mountain to open the way, but the Emperor of the Apocalypse himself and the Empress.

The two of them came down from the dragon chariot, and for some people, it was the first time they saw the true appearance of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

The figure of the Emperor of the Apocalypse is very tall, with a slight sense of narrowness in his face, red phoenix eyes, and silkworm eyebrows.

He has a goatee, and the mustache hangs down from both sides, and it is not thick.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse was wearing a gorgeous dragon robe, and the hem behind him seemed to be dragging to the ground, but if you looked closely, you would find that there was actually a little distance between him and the ground, and it was floating on the ground.

Behind the robe, there is an embroidered five-clawed golden dragon that seems to come to life at any time.

The dragon is also the martial soul of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

In addition to the dragon robe, the Emperor of the Apocalypse wore a crown, and the twelve jade beads hung down before and after, and there was no movement between actions, and there was no touch between them.

The queen next to her is also gorgeously dressed.

But at a glance, all eyes will not fall on the queen.

The existence of the Emperor of the Apocalypse is like a whirlpool, absorbing all the attention.

It can even make people forget everything except him.

It was as if he was the only one left between heaven and earth.

"Let's go."

With the voice of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, a group of people began to climb the sacrificial mountain.

It is said to be climbing, but in fact it is to take the steps.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, all the steps have been built.

The steps are flat and wide, making it easy to walk.

The speed at which the Emperor of the Apocalypse ascended the mountain was not fast.

The trees around the stairs are not too dense and tall, and if you have a leisurely time, you can even enjoy the surrounding scenery.

All the way up.

The mighty procession climbed to the top of the sacrificial mountain.

The summit of the mountain also has a wide platform, which is a little smaller than the square at the foot of the mountain.

But it is more than enough to accommodate the following military officials.

Everyone stands in their positions.

The Ice Phoenix Venerable, who had been in the sky all the way, finally fell, standing next to Hong Xuanwu with an expressionless face.

A group of people were all quiet, watching the Emperor of the Apocalypse walk towards the big square ding in the middle of the platform.

There are three incense sticks that are the thickness of an adult's forearm.

Burned a lot, only a little bit remained.

The whole process of the festival requires the Emperor of the Apocalypse to recite the chapter of Ode to the Heavens, and then replace it with new incense and light it, even if it is completed.

It's very simple.

You don't need anyone else to do anything, just watch.

"Great occasion, great weather."

When the Emperor of the Apocalypse walked towards Dafangding, Xia Yanzhen spoke.

His voice was not loud, but it was quiet, only a gentle breeze, and many people around him still heard his words.

Hong Xuanwu looked at it suspiciously.

What is this kid doing?

didn't wait for him to signal Xia Yan to be quiet.

Xia Yanzhen took a step and walked towards the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse turned around after noticing: "Hong is not easy? ”

"Well, it's me, Your Majesty." Xia Yanzhen looked at the incomparably majestic Emperor of the Apocalypse, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a smile.

The smile changed from small to big, and gradually became wild.

"What are you going to do?" The Emperor of the Apocalypse asked.

was not angry but mighty, and his eyes fell on Xia Yanzhen, as if he had a thousand catties.

"Do what?"

Xia Yanzhen opened his mouth, and anyone could hear the arrogance and presumptuousness in his voice, "Wu Yuanguang! You've done it as an emperor! From now on, the world is the world of my Hong family, you give me death! ”

With Xia Yanzhen's extremely arrogant words, he rushed towards the Emperor of the Apocalypse, his right hand clenched into a fist.

Kill the emperor and punish the nine clans!

This is the plan that Xia Yanzhen made to complete the task after understanding the situation.

Kill the Emperor of the Apocalypse and punish the nine clans of the Hong family!

It is not a simple matter to destroy the Hong family.

Guangxia Yan Zhen went to kill alone, and he would definitely face the pressure of the entire Tianwu Dynasty in the future.

Moreover, it is difficult to judge to what extent the task will be completed even if the task is completed.

If it is just to let the main characters die and fall apart, then Xia Yanzhen can kill it directly, and he can also kill it.

But if the requirements are relatively high, he can't kill them alone.

Not with Tiamat.

In the huge Tianwu Dynasty, it is still very easy to hide a few people.

Therefore, in another way, let the power of the Tianwu Dynasty become a help for him to complete his task.

There is no easier way to destroy the Hong family than to kill the emperor and rebel.

"He's crazy?!"

At the same time that Xia Yanzhen rushed towards the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Hong Xuanwu's eyes widened, and his mouth opened involuntarily.

There are only these three words in my head, and I can't think about it for a while.

Hong Buyi suddenly wants to kill the emperor? Still going to rebel?

Is this crazy?

Not only Hong Xuanwu, but also the civil and military officials present were also stunned.

This is a rare occurrence in a hundred years - no, even if you look at the history books, you can't find any precedent.

Assassins assassinate the Emperor, of course this kind of thing has happened, and many times.

But in a peaceful and prosperous era, the son of the prince of the country openly rebelled and killed the emperor at the ceremony.

It was so unexpected.

Absolutely unprecedented, I'm afraid it will be the last time.

"Heh......" In the face of Xia Yanzhen's rebellion declaration and fist, the Emperor of the Apocalypse was still calm, and the corners of his mouth even smiled, and a dragon groan came from him.

A huge golden dragon claw suddenly appeared on his shoulder, grabbing at Xia Yanzhen.

"Evil beast!"

At this time, Hong Xuanwu, who had reacted, also roared.

A white, black-striped colorful tiger suddenly appeared, with a pair of wings spread out on its back, and also pounced on Xia Yanzhen.

This rebel! Can't stay!

"Dare!"

Hong Xuanwu made a move, and the screams of the Ice Phoenix Venerable also sounded.

With a phoenix roar, the ice phoenix came in an instant, and before the winged tiger pounced on Xia Yanzhen, it pierced through Hong Xuanwu's martial soul winged tiger.

At the same time, the dragon claw fell on Xia Yanzhen.

The two "passed by".

The controlling smile on the face of the Emperor of the Apocalypse stiffened for a moment.

Xia Yanzhen's fist slammed into the face of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

"Dang!"

The Emperor of the Apocalypse crashed into the Dafang Ding behind, and the Dafang Ding was knocked over.

The loud and loud sound of the impact echoed from the top of the mountain.

(End of chapter)