Deserted island, winter morning. [Full text reading]

The indigenous villagers got up separately and prepared breakfast when black smoke rose from the chimney.

Wang Ce walked back from outside the village with snowflakes in a leisurely body, and Ji Qianfu reprimanded worriedly: "Where did you go yesterday? ”

Wang Ce disappeared yesterday and mysteriously disappeared for a day. Fortunately, with Wang Ce's cultivation, there is basically not much danger, otherwise Ji Qianyu and the others would have gone to find someone yesterday.

"Master, it's okay. Yesterday I went out for a walk. Wang Ce grinned, a sincere smirk.

Ji Qianfu didn't say anything more, and gathered together to have breakfast, Wu Qilin raised his head and looked around: "Ten days ago, I found that the true yuan showed signs of decay, and the essence yuan leaked. ”

Suzaku was sad, she already knew about her husband's aging at the first time. Everyone's expressions changed, and their hearts were choked by an inexplicable sense of urgency, and there was also the sadness of the rabbit and the fox.

Aging is aging.

Emperor Wu's physical fitness can basically continue at a relatively peak stage. It will not have a fairly long aging period like ordinary people. But once Emperor Wu discovered aging, it was equivalent to entering the terminal stage, with only ten to twenty years of life left at most.

Wang Ce understood their feelings, and he also had the experience of sitting and waiting for death in his previous life.

Ji Qianyu let out a long sigh: "Hurry up." Today, when you get back on the road, you must search for it. ”

"We won't have much time. ”

Teng Mo's eyes swept over everyone, and finally lingered on Wang Ce's face: "What are you looking for? Could it be that you are looking for Emperor Xiaowu......" She was stunned and knew that she was wrong.

She came here two years ago, so she naturally knew many rumors about Wang Ce, including the relationship between Wang Ce and Emperor Xiaowu.

Wang Ce's heart moved: "Have you seen Emperor Xiaowu?" He heard a few years ago that Emperor Xiaowu had come to the Barbarian Five Continents, but there was no news since then, and he didn't care about it. For Martial Emperor Wuzong, a few years is really not a problem, and it may be a few years to immerse himself in cultivation.

Teng Mo drank the porridge in the bowl very angrily and wiped his mouth: "I haven't seen it, I heard that someone has seen it." That was a few years ago, and then I heard that Emperor Xiaowu was gone, and I heard that he was missing here in the wasteland. Maybe it's going back. ”

Definitely didn't go back. Wang Ce is not presumptuous, but he has become so famous in the past few years, coupled with the Martial God Scroll, if Emperor Xiaowu comes back, he will come to see him once at the last time.

What happened to Emperor Xiaowu? Wang Ce felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart. However, I didn't know my whereabouts, and I didn't know how to help if I wanted to, so I thought about it a little and asked, "Is there any strange place here in the desert island, or a more dangerous place?"

Teng Mo shook his head, if you want to say that the fierce place is dangerous.

A young indigenous girl who was waiting on the side suddenly interjected: "I know a place where there are fierce beasts everywhere, and they are very powerful. ”

Wang Ce scratched his head, his heart moved, yes, it's better to ask the locals.

"Many outsiders like us have disappeared. Where do they usually go missing?"

Ji Qianyu and the others finally turned their heads, keenly aware that Wang Ce's question might be able to knock on the side.

The girl's answer was regrettable: "I don't know." ”

But before the words fell, the girl hesitated and said, "What you said about Emperor Xiaowu, isn't it..."

Wang Ce was pleasantly surprised, and carefully described Emperor Xiaowu's usual dress. The girl nodded and smiled brightly, happy to be able to help them: "It's him, I've seen it." He instructed the big stone to cultivate, and the big stone was the most powerful martial artist in a radius of thousands of miles. ”

"That's amazing. The native girl felt that it was not enough, and re-compared: "Very, very powerful, I killed several adults with one hand!"

Wang Ce was ecstatic. Little Emperor Wu seemed to be very impressed by this little girl, and she said without thinking about it: "Those dead adults say that he is Emperor Wu." ”

Ji Qianfu said in a deep voice: "Where are the dead people? Take us there." ”

Big Stone is a young man, sturdy and fit. What is especially rare is that the big stone has the cultivation of the three realms of gangqi.

Da Shi and the indigenous girl led everyone to the place where several martial arts sects buried their heads five hundred miles away. It was also buried by the local natives.

Thorn sleeves shook the grave open, revealing four corpses. Remote control Zhenyuan, carefully inspect the items of these four corpses, and nodded for a while: "It's from the Source Heavenly Sect." Three martial sects, one is a return to the Yuan martial arts. ”

The Source Heaven Sect is a large sect in Middle-earth. The Human King carefully recalled: "Several Martial Sects of the Yuan Tianzong disappeared a few years ago, and one of them was the Fire King of the Glazed Realm, it seems that it is them. ”

Ji Qianfu glanced at his apprentice: "Little Martial Emperor must have advanced to Martial Emperor." ”

With one enemy and three enemies, including a master of the Honorable Title of the Glass Realm, that is enough to explain something.

"Thank you, Master. Wang Ce was grateful, and Ji Qian's implication was that he didn't have to worry about the safety of Emperor Xiaowu. Once a level of Little Martial Emperor becomes a Martial Emperor, there will be almost no danger to his life in the Barbarian Five Continents.

Knowing that Emperor Xiaowu was safe, Wang Ce felt a lot more relieved. Thinking of looking for the Martial God, Wang Ce had a headache, and the clue of the Xintian Arrow could indicate that the Martial God was in the Desert Continent, and it was of no other value.

"If I had known, it would have been better to go to war with Dalu directly. Forced them to tell the Valkyrie's hideout. Wang Ce said viciously, he didn't believe that the bones of Emperor Wu of Dalu were really so tough.

Da Shi said worriedly on the side: "A few adults, you must be here to find Emperor Xiaowu, if you see Emperor Xiaowu, please tell him, Da Shi is very grateful for his guidance, in fact, he doesn't have to come back." ”

Wang Ce nodded disapprerovingly, walked a few steps, and suddenly felt shocked, suddenly turned his face sideways, and opened his eyes wide: "You mean, Emperor Xiaowu said that he would come back?"

Da Shi was startled and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, my lord, Lord Xiaowu said that he would come back and guide me for a while." ”

Wang Ce gasped, and his face changed wonderfully: "He didn't come back?" Emperor Xiaowu is definitely not a person who talks about it, and he didn't come back, mostly because he couldn't come back.

"Nope. Big Stone replied honestly.

The faces of Ji Qianfu and the others also changed instantly, and they exchanged glances with Wang Ce: "With the cultivation of Emperor Xiaowu, the wasteland can threaten him, but I am afraid that there is none." Except for ......"

Except for the Valkyrie!

People like Makino who haven't reacted yet, also deduced in shock under the reminder of this sentence.

Wang Ce's face was gloomy, the only thing that could leave Emperor Xiaowu was the Supreme Realm. There are so many supreme realms in the entire Jiuzhou, there is no reason to be bumped into by Emperor Xiaowu, even if it is bumped into, it may not start.

There are only two possibilities. Divine Charism, as well as, Valkyrie!

The wasteland is the hiding place of the Martial God, and the Divine Grace Society will not put 2,000% of the old nest here unless the brain is pumped. That is to say, there is a fifty percent chance that the Little Martial Emperor will fall into the hands of the Martial God.

Wang Ce, Ji Qianfu and the others figured out the relationship in the blink of an eye. Wang Ce said to Teng Mo unceremoniously: "You are recuperating in the village, we have something to do." If I hadn't come to you, we'd see you in Beizhou. ”

agreed with Teng Mo on the way to meet, and Ji Qianyu also asked from the mouth of the big stone about the approximate direction of Emperor Xiaowu's disappearance.

After glancing at each other and giving the big stone some benefits, the Sword Master took the lead in taking off into the air: "Go!"

It is actually quite difficult to re-find the route that Emperor Xiaowu took a few years ago.

Fortunately, Wang Ce has a war spirit army, and he can carefully carry out a carpet search, and scatter the search in Youji Qiansu and others. Along the way, I found a few indigenous villages and asked them along the way.

The little martial emperor who is missing an arm is also relatively easy to identify and impressive. This way to search the village should be asked, basically to get the general route of Emperor Xiaowu back then.

Wasteland is about the same size as Dongzhou, and it is a fairly large inland land.

The speed of the search was not fast, and the search was intermittent for a month. The message sent by a certain battle spirit general made Wang Ce's heart move, and he moved dozens of miles to meet Zhang Liao.

Inside the dense group of warriors was a relatively hidden cave, as if someone had lived here.

Wang Ce quickly found a dusty box in the cave, Ji Qianfu and the others took a look, looked at each other and smiled: "Open it and take a look." ”

Although the lock is made of special material, it is also corroded and rusty. Wang Ce pried open the box and found that there was a soft, thin soft armor as thin as a cicada's wings, made of special materials, which was very soft.

Groping up, it is even smoother, glowing with a faint brilliance. Wang Ce looked at it carefully for a while, and his color changed in shock: "This is, this is heaven-level top-grade equipment!" He just wanted to scold, the Emperor Water Sword was a heaven-level top-grade equipment.

With the strength of the Northern Ce Mansion, there is not even a single heaven-level equipment at all. is as strong as the Great Law, and it may not be able to get much. But in this rotten ghost place, it's a piece of it just by bumping into it.

"Superior?" Thorn was surprised and smiled, "Your little luck is good." ”

A hint of a smile appeared on the indifferent face of the white-clothed Sword Saint: "Xiao, now you understand why Emperor Wu of the Martial Sect likes to travel to the Barbarian Five Continents? ”

Wang Ce was stunned, Ji Qian smiled, and the white spear slipped out: "This is also what the division found in the Barbarian Five Continents back then." He said meaningfully: "Martial artists come to travel, not only for the treasures of heaven and earth, but also for the equipment left by these gods. ”

The chest is made of a special material, which can store all kinds of equipment and avoid being corroded by time.

"According to legend, when the Protoss was prosperous, there were many Heavenly Refiners and Heaven-level Forgers, who produced various divine weapons and equipment. Your Emperor Water Sword is made by the Protoss. Emperor Mian coughed, and his mood was complicated: "After the Divine War, the human race has lagged behind in refining and forging, and its level is far inferior to that year.

Nowadays, many heaven-level equipment is made by the Protoss back then. ”

"It is said that after the God War, the God Clan retreated. also took away a large amount of equipment, and finally scattered scattered all over the wilderness five continents. ”

The emperor's smile faded, and his face was expressionless. No one knows why these earth-level or even heaven-level equipment are scattered all over the place.

Could it be that the Martial God intended to use this to lure the Martial Artist over and send him to death? This was originally suspected by the Emperor Mian and others.

Wang Ce was amazed, judging from various clues, it seemed that the era of the Protoss was really a rare prosperous era.