In the Dragon Palace, deep in the ancient door, there was a faint sigh.

"Did you sense it, there is a Martial Emperor in my empire who has fallen."

"Uh-huh......" another old voice responded.

"In the northwest corner, Xia Ming's spatial fluctuations have reappeared, and it seems that this vein has not yet ended."

"Have you become Emperor Wu again? He really deserves to be the most outstanding emperor. ”

"We were all in retreat back then, and we never thought that Summer Life would do something like that."

"It's not surprising that Donghai would make such a choice after weighing the pros and cons, but I didn't expect there to be so many variables."

"Send someone to find out how much has happened to Xia Ming during the time we are sleeping."

"Yes."

Outside the door of the dim room, the slave, who had always kept his head down, slowly bent down and promised.

Although he was a slave, the spiritual power fluctuations on his body had reached the realm of a terrifying Ground Rank Fivefold Martial Emperor.

Except for the most important core members of the Imperial Family, no one will know where this place is.

Because here, sleep, old monsters that the empire has not ruled for many years.

……

The northwest corner of the empire, of course, also distributes the eyeliner of the major forces of the empire.

Liao Changfei's death caused the shock and chaos of the aura of heaven and earth, and many people had never seen such a terrifying scene in their lives.

The emperor fell, and the sky changed.

The blood-red sky lasted for three full days near Star City, and the nine fire avenues that Liao Changfei had mastered were also released.

During this period of time, martial artists who practiced the rules of the fire system could clearly feel that their strength had increased at an accelerated rate.

And this vision soon rippled from the northwest corner to the imperial capital.

When the current emperor Xia Naiwu heard that Liao Changfei was dead, and Xia Ming reappeared in the world as a martial emperor, his whole mind was confused.

Sending Liao Changfei thought that this was a sure thing, and then he only needed to wait for the death of Xia Feng and the others.

I didn't expect things to develop to this point.

"He's still alive, and he's broken through to Emperor Wu again? That's impossible! His father ruined his realm with his own hands, how could he break through again in such a short period of time! ”

Xia Naiwu was furious in the Emperor's Palace, he frantically smashed all the objects that could be seen, his eyes were blood-red, and people didn't dare to look at them directly.

The few slaves and stunners who served in the emperor's palace were also trembling and prostrate on the ground, not daring to make any sound.

But even so, Xia Naiwu didn't plan to let them go, he was furious, and he desperately needed anything to vent his anger.

He looked at the men fiercely, then shook his hands into the void.

"Poof!"

Countless blood exploded, and these slaves and maids didn't even have time to make a sound, so they were pinched and exploded alive by Xia Naiwu.

"No, I didn't expect that this summer, Ming Yimai will become a big disaster after all, do you want to inform my father?"

Half an hour later, Xia Naiwu, who had recovered his emotions slightly, paced back and forth in this emperor's palace, unable to make up his mind.

When Emperor Chaoxia was currently at the Death Pass, he rushed to detain the pass like this, not to mention whether it would disturb his father's cultivation at a critical moment.

The name of the waste, which has achieved nothing, will also be directly buckled on his head, and Emperor Xia will definitely be quite disappointed in him.

"How many other Martial Emperors can be used in my emperor's lineage?"

Xia Naiwu's eyes suddenly sharpened, he turned his head, and Sen Han asked the shadow on the beam.

When the shadow heard this, he immediately dodged and prostrated in front of Xia Naiwu, and groveled: "Returning to the emperor, there are five people in Lingxiao Pavilion who belong to the emperor's lineage, Liao Changfei is dead, and there are four people left, and there are seven people who are not attached, but their hearts are in the emperor's lineage." ”

"Except for Liao Changfei, there are eleven more people who can use it?"

Xia Naiwu gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with the light of calculation, and then he made up his mind.

"Since we could abolish him once twenty years ago, we can naturally abolish him again twenty years later!"

"You go and negotiate the conditions with those seven people, they want to know what the emperor's line can exchange for this shot!"

"Whether it's a treasure or a status, as long as it's within the authority I can control, I can give it to them!"

"Yes."

The shadow bowed, he didn't dare to give any advice, and the angry Xia Naiwu couldn't listen to any persuasion.

He's just a sentry and Deadpool who knows how to hide from the dark, and he just does what the emperor commands.

Therefore, the shadow disappeared into the space again, and galloped away in the direction of the Ling Xiao Pavilion.

The speed of the shadows was fast, but Xia Ming took Xia Feng to the imperial capital even faster.

They set out on their way the day after they killed Liao Changfei.

It can be said that when Liao Changfei arrived in the imperial capital when he was killed by Xia Ming, Xia Ming and Xia Feng also came to Luoyang City almost at the same time.

Luoyang City, as the center of the Great Xia Empire, covers an endless area and is the center of countless chambers of commerce, trade, and politics.

Here, the Martial Emperor is no longer like a place, it is a terrifying existence that makes people tremble.

They all keep a low profile, for fear of colliding with an adult.

Even if it is a martial saint, they are quite polite and do not clash with others at will.

After all, no one knows if the person who has a conflict with you is a relative of the emperor and a big man with a terrifying background behind it.

Xia Feng and Xia Ming were eating noodles at a noodle restaurant on the commercial street in the center of the imperial capital at this time.

The decoration of this noodle restaurant is quite arrogant, not to mention the magnificence of the decoration in the house, and the people who greet guests outside the door are even Xuanjie martial saint powerhouses.

Those who can sit here are all extraordinary existences in the imperial capital, and ordinary people can only watch from afar, but dare not touch a step.

Xia Ming took Xia Feng to sit by the window in the noodle restaurant, threw out two pieces of medium-grade dragon crystals, and ordered two bowls of noodles.

Two medium-grade dragon crystals, if they are not the imperial capital, can buy a comfortable courtyard.

And here, you can only change two bowls of noodles.

"How about it, this Wang Yidao old shop, but it has been inherited for thousands of years, your grandfather and I have eaten here since I was a child, I didn't expect that after so many years, the taste has not changed." Xia Ming smiled.

Xia Feng took a sip of the noodle soup stewed with Jiaolong, shook his head and said, "The taste is very good, but the price is too expensive, two pieces of medium-grade dragon crystal." ”

"Boy." When Xia Ming heard this, he couldn't cry or laugh.

He was born as the emperor of the Great Xia Empire, and he never worried about things like money.

But Xia Feng is different, he grew up in Star City since he was a child, and these dragon crystals on his body are still obtained by destroying those holy lands, which is an active income, and must be obtained through labor.

Therefore, Xia Feng naturally felt a little distressed.

As soon as he said this, Xia Ming realized that this was still his grandson's money, and his old face was a little tense.

(End of chapter)