In just three days, the mechanical hummingbird carried the news of the victory of the White Tiger Legion to every corner of the flying wall, and while the people of the city raised their glasses and sang, the alien race hiding on the edge of the forbidden land to survive also hid their faces and wept.

The bird's wings sweep across the vast snowfield, and the bird's gaze stretches infinitely along the clear glacier until it is out of sight, and a magical waterfall swims up the river like the Milky Way.

The source of the glacier lies beneath the waterfall, and nature is so miraculous that this turbulent river with its countless tributaries slowly regains its calm, even the raging wind is gentle for an instant.

A white-eyed white tiger walked on the glacier, the translucent ghost-like woman on the tiger's back gently blew a piccolo, the melodious and mournful voice from far and near, and finally stopped at a small water source, the god of the glacier forest, Xue Yaozi, came to the water's edge in a slight flicker, staring sadly at the faint flames in the waterlight, reaching out and teasing, and whispered: "Lord Fengji, Baijiao...... Without. ”

No one responded to her cries.

In the deepest part of the source of the glacier, white bones spread from afar, moon-white flowers swayed on the wreckage, and a fiery figure slept among the white bones, and long black hair scattered on the clothes, also spread out like the petals of the fiery dress.

In this dead world, there are only such striking reds, blacks, and whites left.

In her deep sleep, as if she heard the crying in the water, Feng Ji's closed eyelids trembled slightly, but her body seemed to be tens of millions of pounds heavy, as if she was being pressed by an invisible mountain, and no matter how she struggled, she couldn't open her eyes.

Only a hot tear silently dripped down her cheek into the flower and quietly disappeared.

If you continue to zoom out, the glorious imperial capital city is also ushering in a new day.

The crown prince of the empire Mingxi held the white jade wrench tightly, and his thoughts gradually drifted away in the congratulations one after another, beside him, Gongsun Yan, who only took office last year and became the new lord of the Mirror Pavilion, while dealing with the civil and military officials, he kept sweeping over with his worried eyes.

He's not happy...... The crown prince, who had always been moody, rarely exposed his emotions in front of everyone, and remained silent from beginning to end in such a moment of universal celebration.

Not far from the Governor's Palace, Gao Chengchuan, who was old and strong, was already reading the report submitted by the dark department for the eighth time, and finally smashed the stack of papers on his subordinates' faces in anger: "Rubbish! ”

"Your Excellency the Governor, forgive your sins." The answer of the dark mechanic, even in the face of the master's reprimand, is still unfazed, "We have found the whereabouts of the Grand Commander, he is seriously injured, and he is currently recuperating in the dark base of Garo, and he will come to explain to you in person in the near future." ”

"Get out." Gao Chengchuan waved his sleeves impatiently, looking sideways at the dazzling sunlight shining in through the window, as if to illuminate every filthy corner of the city.

At the highest point in the imperial capital, the ruler of the country overlooks the crowd at his feet, and at his hand is a glorious mirror that reflects the emperor's meaningful smiling face.

Pulling his eyes back to the snow field, in the abandoned small village forty miles south of Fulong Town, the commander of the dark department drank the decoction handed by his subordinates expressionlessly, and the sword qi that cracked the air almost hit all his internal organs, making him like a big bird with broken wings and smashed directly into the snow, but the body that had undergone countless drug tests miraculously survived, and was even found by others in the dark two days later, and carried back to a safe place to recuperate.

"Great Commander, the White Sect has been defeated, and the White Tiger Legion has entered the Thousand Machines Palace from today." The subordinates reported to him coldly.

He also listened indifferently, and when the news of this dream of thirty years finally reached his ears, his heart was so calm that there was no fluctuation in the slightest, as if he had never expected it.

"Grand Commander." The subordinate's tone finally became a little gloomy, and the moment he raised his eyes to look over, he added, "The Governor is very unhappy. ”

At this moment he smiled, and his mood was more comfortable than ever.

In the main altar of the White Sect, Xiao Qianye sat by the snow lake in the apse, this artificially dug full moon lake dried up again after the end of the snow lake festival, he watched the victorious warriors rush in with a wild shout, from the divine farmland to the Qianji Palace, from the Zhurong Palace to the Zhuming Palace, from the Houshan cemetery to the collapsed Red Lotus Altar, one after another, turning every brick and tile of this alien god cult standing on the snowfield into a trophy under the iron hooves of the empire, the soldiers seemed to clap their hands with revenge, only there was no happiness in his eyes, Even his fingers trembled and clenched the white sword spirit like snow and the moon, and it was difficult to breathe because of the pungent fishy smell.

In a carnival of victory, Cen Ge, who was frozen in the glacier of the back mountain, watched with a twisted heart, but he no longer even had the ability to close his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Qianye stopped the White Tiger warriors who tried to smash the palace, let people extinguish the burning flames, clean up the corpses all over the ground, and then captured the nearly 5,000 disciples who had affected their consciousness by the insect control technique.

Even in extreme excitement, the warriors of the White Tiger did not dare to disobey the orders of the young man, so they could only put down the weapons in their hands and slash at the enemy, he ordered someone to light the insect repellent medicine, and after two consecutive days of smoke, the regained believers looked at the army standing in front of them in astonishment, those confused eyes turned into perseverance after a short period of panic, there was anger, grief, and hatred, but there was no fear, and even stood up in front of him one by one.

"Get on your knees!" Someone scolded and kicked heavily on the disciple's knee, but the man who was not strong gritted his teeth and staggered and shook before standing firm again, and before the soldier could kick over, Xiao Qianye waved his hand to stop him, and his voice was hoarse, "Surrender, don't kill." ”

"Phew." He was answered with a neat sneer, followed by a curse from five thousand followers in unison.

Xiao Qianye didn't say a word and just listened silently, until this moment, his afterglow was still repeatedly passing over Cen Ge, who was frozen by his illegal use of the Ten Sword Sealing Technique, and suddenly remembered that every time the master taught him this sword technique, he told him earnestly: "The Ten Sword Sealing Technique, don't use it on humans." ”

He bowed his head in shame, his heart burning and painful.

When he was absent-minded, a seven or eight-year-old boy rushed out of the believers, and he didn't know where the strength came from, even if his hands were tied with hemp rope, he actually squeezed through the crowd and hit him directly with his forehead!

Xiao Qianye was stunned in place, the young man who had been known as a genius for so many years stood there motionless, and was hit by a child who was unstable and almost fell down!

Fortunately, the warriors beside him quickly helped him, and two more warriors jumped out and quickly held down the boy.

There wasn't much pain in his chest, just a half-broken wick tumbling from his bosom and falling at the feet of the believers.

Xiao Qianye's pupils shrank, and when he instinctively bent down to pick it up, the wick had already been trampled into slag.

The female believer grinned and looked at the iron-faced son, and the woman's intuition made her laugh unscrupulously after seeing the vague small words on it, and spit out a mouthful of phlegm and cursed weirdly: "My sweetheart? You like her a lot, don't you? Hehe, I curse her with my life and soul, and one day in the future, I will be bullied, humiliated, tortured and slaughtered! You'll watch her die, and you'll see that she's going to die more tragically than any of us! ”

"Shut up!" The person who was stopped by the rage was not Xiao Qianye, who was frozen in place, but Xiao Yibai, who had been sitting quietly next to him, as if he knew what kind of terrifying consequences this sentence would cause, he rushed over and pinched the woman's mouth, and directly broke his neck in the other party's wild laughter!

However, more laughter rang out one after another, and the curses of all the cultists turned from him to the unimplicated woman thousands of miles away.

Xiao Qianye quietly picked up the fragments of the wick, the wick without flame left burn marks on his hands, and silently opened the gate of hell in a flash, he felt a beam of eyes staring sarcastically from the top of the Thousand Machine Palace, subconsciously got up and looked in that direction, and sure enough, he saw a flash of blood in a touch of amber light, as if he heard the curse-like prophecy of the year, with the ecstasy of revenge in his ears - "May I never turn a blind eye after I die, see when the sect leader will regret, and see when the white sect will die!" ”

"Childe, what should I do?" In the long silence, on the contrary, the soldiers around him could no longer endure such vicious abuse, Xiao Qianye indifferently swept over the five thousand people, step by step towards the group of disciples who were cursing themselves in the most vicious language in the world, every step he took closer, his heart was frozen little by little, ten years of tranquility and far-reaching, annihilated under the sound of sonorous and powerful military boots, and finally even his tone took on a coldness that he had never had before, "Tie it up and take it to the snow monument, and if you refuse to surrender, then you will not stay, in front of the gods they respect, In the face of the doctrine they firmly believe, there is no forgiveness. ”

Such a simple sentence made Xiao Yi next to him tremble, and suddenly felt that the younger brother in front of him became strange.

"Have you found the sect leader and the female priest?" He asked the people around him, but his eyes were looking at his brother, the soldier shook his head, showing a regretful gaze, "I have ordered people to search several times, but still have not found the whereabouts of the two, and my subordinates will continue to send people to search all the nearby villages, and strive to capture the two!" ”

He didn't reply, and Xiao Yibai remained silent.

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In July of the 28th year of Emperor Tianquan, the White Tiger Legion defeated the Jialuo White Sect, and in August, 5,000 believers were annihilated in front of the Great Snow Monument on the Weeping Snow Plateau, and the Centennial Divine Cult has since become an appendage of the empire.

In October of the same year, under the recommendation of the crown prince of Mingxi, Xiao Qianye, the second son of Tianzheng Mansion, took over the military cabinet and became the youngest cabinet master in its history.

The balance of power is slowly tilting unconsciously, and Childe's warm and soft heart is also getting cold day by day.

In the second year after the Battle of Baijiao, in order to snatch a magic weapon containing the power of mysterious divination, the "Eight Desolations Glass Si Xingyi", he once again led his troops to encircle and suppress the Butterfly Valley faction of the sect located in the East Underworld, one of the four realms.

After another two years, a precious multicolored stone placed in the Sun Temple of the Great Annihilation City in Yangchuan was stolen, and the Tianquan Emperor Long Yan was furious and ordered him to recover the multicolored stone, and exterminated all the twenty-eight nearby sand bandits.

Time is like an hourglass that passes, he deals with military affairs from the ten legions day after day, personally arranges training camps for newly recruited soldiers, patrols the four major realms like his father, guards the thriving country and grows stronger, the young military cabinet is reborn, and the glory and dreams of the past are reviving little by little.

The encouragement of the instructor at a young age resounded through Amano - "You must hover the world like eagles, vigorous, proud, free, with glory and dreams, loyal to the country and the people." ”

The only thing that died in the bottom of his heart was the clear face of the top of Kunlun, which appeared at every moment of his dream, and was shattered the moment he woke up.

He never heard from her again, and he suppressed himself and didn't mention what was in his heart to anyone.

It's been eight years, and he has almost forgotten that he was a disciple of Kunlun Mountain, until this morning an imperial decree came - one of the four realms along the coast of Yudu, a prison built under the deep sea was accidentally destroyed, and the leader of the Lingyin clan imprisoned here was robbed, and the person who destroyed it was another Lingyin clan test body who absconded from the imperial capital's big prison Wang Shuijiao, and Emperor Tianquan personally ordered him to go to the north shore city along the coast to recover the two fugitives as soon as possible at all costs.

He looked at the slightly familiar name, Tianshi, it should be the younger brother of his senior brother Tianche, who was arrested and imprisoned after the Lingyin Clan massacre eighteen years ago, and became the subject of some ulterior experiments.

Should I tell my brother about this?

This idea was directly erased by him in just a second, in the past eight years, he no longer regards himself as a Kunlun disciple, and even swordsmanship is rarely displayed in front of others, if he can't do the "help the world with compassion" admonished by the master, then at least, he doesn't want to discredit the master.

Xiao Qianye indifferently closed the imperial decree in his hand, completely unaware that the gears of fate had begun to turn.

Early the next morning, he changed into the silver and black military uniform of the military pavilion, fastened the golden order symbolizing the pavilion master to his chest, and galloped all the way to the beacon gate on the north side, where his lieutenant general Duyun was already waiting.

"Young Pavilion Master." The young colleague had a high-spirited face and saluted him in the morning light.

He nodded in response, and his eyes were fixed on a large white bird perched on the rampart.

After the First World War of the White Sect, the master suddenly came to see him once, and when he was ashamed and did not dare to raise his head, the master just smiled as he first saw it, and then gave him this white giant bird that grew in Kunlun Mountain, its real name was Qizhi Bird, and then he changed its name to "Tianzheng Bird".

Suddenly, Xiao Qianye touched the white sword spirit with some uneasiness, the military pavilion's uniforms were mainly silver and black, with fortitude in their skills, while the Likong Sword and the Heavenly Expedition Bird from Kunlun Mountain were both as white as snow and the moon, and there was stoic in purity.

"Young Pavilion Master." Twilight's voice came clearly, whispering, "I wish you all the best and a triumphant return." ”

He jumped into the sky and flew towards the city to the north.

New changes are beginning.