Chapter Ninety-Six: Prelude to the Curtain Call

The territory of the Chinese Dynasty is extremely vast, spanning tens of millions of miles in Zhongzhou, and there are domains in the domain, among which there are many ancient countries large and small, with the imperial dynasty in the center as the respect.

Ye Nan noticed that the closer he got to the central imperial capital, the more solemn Xia Ziang's face became.

"Squeak?"

Seeing this, the little squirrel rolled his big eyes a few times, took out the skewer of roasted dragon carp out of thin air, and shook it in front of Xia Ziang.

Xia Ziang was stunned at first, and then looked at the fluffy little guy.

Obviously, the little squirrel also knew the cause and effect, which was comforting him.

Ye Nan looked at the quirky appearance of the little squirrel, and a little smile appeared in her clear eyes.

Xia Ziang's expression eased slightly, and then he reached out and pinched its pink and tender nose, and the latter was immediately dissatisfied, and opened his mouth wide to bite.

saw Xia Ziang hurriedly withdraw his hand and smiled faintly at the little squirrel.

"Thank you."

"Hmph."

Seeing that the other party didn't want it, the little squirrel snorted very arrogantly, sat on the head of the old monkey, and ate it with his mouth open.

In the distance, a mountain range emerges in the dark night.

This mountain range is not very high, but the dragon is full of energy, revealing a simple and vicissitudes of charm, back to the basics, it should be an ancestral dragon vein in this part of the region.

The central imperial capital of the Huaxia Dynasty was built on this ancestral dragon vein.

Not far away, Feng Yichen was already waiting there.

He changed his lazy image, crossed his hands in front of his chest, hunted in black, and the snow-white horse tied to the back of his head fluctuated with the wind, and the whole person exuded a sassy atmosphere.

However, Ye Nan didn't see the sage of the Heavenly Court, if he wanted to hide his aura, even the king of the Dao Cutting would not be able to find it, and he should be hidden in the surrounding void.

"Several."

Seeing a few people coming, Feng Yichen nodded lightly, and the white horse training was very eye-catching in the night.

Even if he was blindfolded, he could feel that he was looking at the vast mountains in front of him.

Ye Nan's beautiful eyes flickered, and she looked at the wind and dust.

The mountains are lush and verdant, and the strange trees and plants that have been artificially transplanted all over the mountains and fields are moistened by the ancestral dragon veins, and even every leaf is shining brightly at night.

The central imperial capital is located in the middle of the mountain range, surrounded by several tall walls. Among them, the pavilions and pavilions are countless, resplendent and splendid, showing grace and luxury.

Several spiritual springs are bubbling and flowing, the water quality is peculiar, as if every drop of water is crystal clear, blooming with the glow of the glow, the essence is diffuse, condensed into mist, a hazy.

However, Ye Nan found that one of the spiritual springs was obviously different from the others, and the spring water was dark red.

This spiritual spring meanders down from the walls of the imperial capital in the middle of the mountain range, and its water quality far exceeds that of the other springs, even if it is dyed dark red, it is still rich in spirit and of astonishing quality.

Ye Nan's beautiful eyes immediately became solemn, and the spiritual spring was obviously stained red with blood.

Xia Ziang obviously noticed this situation as well, his expression was terrifying, he clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes stared at the location of the Central Imperial Capital with extremely cold eyes.

The blood is connected, and the fluctuations in that blood spring all come from people he knows very well.

"The fairy is so out of the dust, I don't think it's because of Brother Xia's charm that he has followed him all the way here. In this way, the fairy may have something else to ask for. ”

Feng Yichen suddenly opened his mouth to Ye Nan, with a mysterious smile on his face.

Ye Nan's heart moved, what Feng Yichen said was true, she was indeed here for the origin of the king of the Dao slashing.

But she didn't have much hope, she just came to try her luck, anyway, with the sages of the heavenly court here, even if she didn't do anything, she wouldn't have any losses.

Ye Nan couldn't help but glance at Feng Yichen a few more times, from the beginning of his appearance, this young man was full of eccentricity.

The heavenly court, the head of the god dynasty, is lazy and lazy, not like a killer.

Black clothes, black shoes and black socks, but they covered their eyes with a pure white piren.

Sometimes lazy, sometimes sassy, it seems to be flamboyant, which provokes Xia Zi to have black lines on his head, but the governor is polite, and he is like a handsome son on special occasions.

doesn't look at everything in the world, but sees through what Ye Nan thinks in his heart.

Of course, Ye Nan didn't intend to hide her thoughts, so even if she was broken, there was no wave in her clear eyes.

"What Brother Xia needs is his life, what my heavenly court needs is the blood of the king of the Dao Chopping Dao, I don't know, what the fairy needs also comes from the king of the Dao Chopping Dao?"

Feng Yichen opened his mouth slowly, as if he didn't take the king of the Dao in his eyes at all, and had already regarded him as a pig to be slaughtered, and began to divide the parts of the pig with a few people.

Even Xia Ziang couldn't help but look at him, facing the heavenly general who destroyed his entire inheritance by himself, Feng Yichen's attitude was a little too casual.

But the thought of a sage from Heaven accompanying him made sense in an instant.

It's hard not to be casual.

Even if there are ten, hundreds of kings who cut the way, as long as they do not become holy for one day, they will be ants one day, and there is an unimaginable moat between the mortal and the sacred!

"I need his lifeline."

Ye Nan opened her mouth, she had nothing to hide.

"Since the fairy has spoken, Qi Lao, please take the trouble to leave his whole corpse."

Feng Yichen said lightly, and there was no surprised reaction, this sentence made him barely like a killer.

Ye Nan's heart moved, and the sage of the Heavenly Court was indeed hidden in the dark.

In other words, as a sage, there is no need to hide it when traveling, this sage from the heavenly court, the cultivation of the strange body method has long been superb, imprinted into every inch of his body, and hiding in the void has become his natural muscle memory.

At this moment, the wind swept lightly in the air, and three black wine glasses appeared out of thin air.

For a while, the air was full of the aroma of wine, which was different from the unique medicinal fragrance of Yaodu wine, but exuded an extremely fiery domineering.

"The fall of a slashing king should be a gorgeous curtain call, everyone, please drink this wine!"

Feng Yichen pushed two of the cups towards Ye Nan and Xia Ziang, and then picked up the remaining wine glasses and drank them all in style.

Ye Nan picked up the wine glass, and found that the elixir in the cup was full of fire, like little phoenixes dancing in it, and in a trance, little vermilion birds flew out, which was brilliant.

The liquor entered his throat and turned into a hot essence, fierce and domineering, Ye Nan suddenly felt that he had drunk a ball of fire, and then his snow-white skin shone brightly, and the dark wounds left before were swept away under the impact of the boiling hot stream, and the spirit of the whole person was mentioned to an excellent state.

This wine is more than the medicine of the peerless medicinal wine, more than the best, can be called a rare wine.

"Brother Yichen."

Xia Ziang took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then held the wine glass in both hands, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a resolute expression, nodded to the wind and dust, and drank the wine in the cup.

The corners of Feng Yichen's mouth hooked slightly, and Xia Ziang's attitude towards him was no longer as indifferent as when he first met.

But he saw that he made a gesture of invitation with great grace, and said:

"The master is here, where is the reason for the guests to go first, Brother Xia, please."

The corners of his mouth are crooked, and he is still in the posture of a game life.

Xia Ziang took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and then nodded.

Roar!

He opened and closed widely, hooking the dragon qi in the ancestral dragon vein, and in an instant, a majestic dragon rose to the sky, dancing on the nine clouds, and the dragon chant shocked all directions!

"The heavenly general of the Feather God Dynasty, come out and lead the death!"

"How dare you come back and die!"

In the central imperial capital, there was a sudden loud shout!