This sentence immediately made the flower leader put down the long sword in her hand, and she said with a hint of grievance: "Princess, he is so rebellious that he even called Xuanyuan a national surname."

The soft voice said: "He is right, Xuanyuan is the surname of the country", Huangfu Yanran then probed out of the fortress, wearing a pink dress, just like a fairy coming out of a painting. Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Wuxian immediately fell into intoxication, and the whole person was ossified.

It wasn't until someone pushed him that he reported back. He glanced back and saw that the person who pushed him was the flower general, she pursed her lips and said, "Hurry up and reply to the princess's words."

Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly saluted the princess: "I... I...".

The princess immediately waved her hand at the flower general and said, "Go, guard the castle and don't let outsiders in."

Yes, the flower general walked away.

At this time, Huangfu Yanran stared at Xuanyuan Wuxian suspiciously: "Brother Wuxi, what is important about you, you can speak bluntly now."

Xuanyuan was stunned for a long time before he said slowly: "Miss Yanran, do you know what this rebel army is behind the scenes?"

Huangfu Yanran's eyes flashed, and he frowned and said: "It's all the ambitions of the king of Nanping and his wolf, everyone knows it, is there another hidden secret?"

Xuanyuan Wuxian pondered for a long time: "Does the King of Nanping have the power to persuade the eight major families to support their rebellion?"

Huangfu Yan was stunned for a moment, then stared at Xuanyuan Wuxian and said, "Brother Wuji, what did you find?"

Xuanyuan Wuxian was silent again for a while, and then said to Huangfu Yanran: "I don't know if the girl can remember to be a girl...".

Huangfu Yanran's face was shocked, although she had already practiced a change of mind, when she heard this name, she still couldn't help it, and exclaimed.

Because this woman is still powerful, too demonic, she used her own strength to disintegrate a dynasty, and almost slaughtered the eight major families, this kind of terrifying and perverted level character, which Huangfu Dynasty people don't know.

Especially the Huangfu family, who know the inside story well, are even more afraid of this woman, if they didn't get tangible evidence, Qi Jie would have died a long time ago, and they wouldn't dare to live a carefree and peaceful life so calmly.

"Is she still alive?" asked Huangfu Yanran, her body trembling, and a hint of fear in her eyes.

Xuanyuan Wuxian felt the fear in Huangfu Yanran's heart, so he just nodded.

Huangfu Yanran suddenly turned to the distant city gate, and said word by word: "This rebel army was planned by her behind the scenes?"

Xuanyuan Wuxian shook his head and said: "I don't know, but she happened to appear at this time, even if this matter was not planned by her, it is inextricably linked to her."

Huangfu Yanran was silent for a while, and his face gradually calmed down. But his heart was still turbulent, at first he thought that in the face of that madman King Nanping, she still had the confidence to quell this rebellion, but now that he was facing a demon who had destroyed a dynasty with his own hands, she no longer had the slightest hope in her heart.

She thought for a long time before turning to Xuanyuan Wuxian and said, "Brother Wuxian has been missing for the past few days, but you see Qi Jie?"

Xuanyuan Wuxian didn't want to hide the fairy in his heart, so he nodded and said, "I have seen her, and she lives under this fairy palace."

Huangfu Yanran was shocked again, "Unexpectedly, we have been looking for her for more than ten years, but she has always been in Asgard City."

"She... You..."Suddenly, Huangfu Yanran seemed to realize something, "You are also surnamed Xuanyuan."

Just a short sentence made Xuanyuan Wuxian have to admire this woman's shrewdness, and it is no wonder that the entire Huangfu Dynasty can still maintain such a very orderly situation without the control of the Realm Emperor.

"I'm Xuanyuan," Xuanyuan didn't want to make any more excuses.

"You came to the Immortal Palace to support the old dynasty," Huangfu Yanran also stared at Xuanyuan without a trace with a vigilant gaze.

"No" Xuanyuan Wuxian shook his head and said, "I just want revenge, but the target is not the emperor, but the eighth-level clan."

"Why?" Huangfu Yanran stared at him with some incomprehension.

After all, it was the Huangfu family that finally overthrew the Xuanyuan Dynasty, and the eight families were once the guardians of the Xuanyuan Clan.

"Because... They killed my brothers, and countless little beggars" Saying this, Xuanyuan Wuxian suddenly realized that he had lost his words, and immediately shut up.

"Little beggar, brother" Huangfu Yanran was a little surprised, she couldn't associate these titles with a top royal family of the previous dynasty.

"Little Seventh Brother" Just when the two of them were chatting with each other at an impasse, another light voice came into their ears, and then Xuanyuan Wuxian saw a girl in green clothes, very delicate and familiar.

Xiao Jiu: It's not possible. Even though he had already recognized the girl as Xiao Jiu, who disappeared half a year ago, he still didn't dare to recognize her.

As the green figure rushed into his arms, the familiar feeling resurfaced, and he was sure that the girl in his arms was Xiao Jiu.

"Xiao Jiu'er, why are you here" Xuanyuan Wuxian couldn't contain the joy in his heart, staring at Xiao Jiu'er and asked.

"It's all fairy sisters, she saved Xiao Jiu and accepted Xiao Jiu as a disciple" Xiao Jiu'er naughtily stretched out her finger and pointed at Huangfu Yanran.

"Sister fairy, it turned out to be her" Xuanyuan stared at Huangfu Yanran in astonishment, and couldn't help but nod at him in thanks.

Huangfu Yanran also didn't expect that Xiao Jiu'er was talking about Little Seventh Brother in his mouth, and it turned out to be him.

She also nodded at Xuanyuan Traceless, but the look of confusion on her face did not diminish at all.

Then Xiao Jiu'er took Xuanyuan Wuji's hand and said, "Little Seventh Brother, where are they Little Five?"

Xiao Jiu and Xiao Wu are the best, so they will ask about his whereabouts first.

When Xuanyuan Wuxian heard this, his face became gloomy and said, "Xiao Wu was killed by the Eight Great Families, and I came to the Immortal Palace to avenge them."

Xiao Jiuhua stared at Wuxian and said, "No, Xiao Wu won't die."

Then she couldn't breathe, and she fainted.

Xuanyuan Wuxian hurriedly reached out to give her a boost to the blood, trying to relieve her breath, which made Xiao Jiu wake up again.

At this time, Xiao Jiu was already pear blossoms with rain, crying very sadly.

Especially after seeing Huangfu Yanran again, she hugged her neck and said, "Senior sister, I want to avenge Xiao Wu."

Huangfu Yanran only really believed that Xuanyuan Wuji's words were true at this time, and he also clearly knew his previous identity, which was the little seventh brother in Xiao Jiu's mouth.

Why did he hide his royal identity and be willing to live with beggars in the small heavenly realm, that was not something she could know.

Huangfu Yanran also knew that he couldn't completely know what Xuanyuan Wuxian was thinking in his heart, after all, everyone had their own hearts and didn't want to know the secret for outsiders.

Huangfu stared at him, as well as Xiao Jiu in his arms, and after a long time, he instructed General Hua to say: "Return to the Immortal Palace immediately, we have important matters, tell Mu Qian, give up the second line of defense, we only need to defend the boundary for ten more days."

Ten days! Another coincidence. Xuanyuan Wuxian was stunned suddenly, and suddenly remembered the old woman with scars, could she have even calculated this.

An inexplicable sense of fear emanated from the pores around him, and Xuanyuan felt as if he had walked into a conspiracy that had been planned for a long time, and he could not save himself.

The sky was hazy, and a few rays of lightning reflected Huo Ping'er's little face, which was also obscure.

Huo Ping'er searched the streets and alleys, but did not find Xuanyuan's whereabouts. So he strode up to the green building.

She didn't know why she was like this, but she seemed attracted to a figure, and she couldn't help but walk up.

When she came to a stone table, she saw a scholar in white playing the harp.

The scholar's eyebrows were picturesque, and with a flick of his fingers, he played a beautiful melody.

There seemed to be a kind of magic in that rhythm, attracting Huo Ping'er to stop and listen.

Gradually, Huo Ping'er seemed to be fascinated, and with the gains and losses of the rhythm, she seemed to see another self in a trance. He was dancing a knife under his father's stern gaze.

Huo Ping'er has been a girl with a strong personality since she was a child, and because the young master of the Huo family is like a girl when she is young, she is not very interested in family knife techniques. Then Huo Ping'er was allowed to practice the Huo family's hand shadow knife by the Huo family master, although this knife technique was too suitable for girls, but it was also a helpless move.

Huo Ping'er relied on her strong perseverance and finally cultivated the Huo family's hand shadow knife to the seventh rank.

It's just that it's not the same as the ninth section of the Daddy Huo family, as well as the Uncle Taixuan-level Shadow Knife.

Huo Ping'er was also very guilty and blamed herself for this, making her personality more extroverted and closer to a boy, and it was exactly like this, in Xianyun City, no one dared to provoke her with the noble sons of the same age, otherwise she would be beaten hard, so that although many noble sons coveted her beauty, they did not dare to really approach this tigress.

So Huo Ping'er has rarely enjoyed the tolerance and care of boys for girls since she was a child, and she doesn't seem to need such care.

But no matter how strong Huo Ping'er is on the outside, she is still a weak girl on her heart... Those who desire to be cared for, those who desire to be cared for.

At this time, the sound of the piano changed again, becoming like a gurgling stream, which soothed Huo Ping'er's heart.

She seemed to feel a man who really gently soothed her and cared for her.

Gradually, Huo Ping'er's consciousness fell into confusion.

Sometimes she struggled, sometimes she cried.

She cried out to herself, why are you so indifferent to yourself, why are you turning a blind eye to me. Why are you so enthusiastic about Sister Yanran?

Why?why.... Huo Ping'er seemed to have an illusion, and countless phantoms appeared in her eyes, and in the end, those phantoms seemed to condense into another person.

The man walked up to her and said in a gentle voice, "A cup of tea washes the girl's sorrows."

The voice was very soft, and it was full of some kind of magic, making it impossible to refuse, Huo Ping'er quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, staring at the green tea stupidly, and actually reached out to take it. It's just that when she was about to put it on her lips, she seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then the scholar showed her a sweet smile, and that smile was like a flower blooming in spring, very beautiful, very beautiful. Even as a woman, Huo Ping'er is a little ashamed of herself.

Maybe it's the beauty, maybe it's the kind of care that has been lost for a long time, which makes Huo Ping'er's mind completely lost, she is accompanied by a sound, the girl can forget all the soft sounds, and pour the jade bowl into her mouth.

There was a slight bitterness in the entrance of the tea, but at this time, Huo Ping'er couldn't taste it at all, and her eyes were full of those fragmented memory fragments and that heartless face.

By degrees... She seemed to feel a caress that made her soften until she was confused and very sleepy.

At this time, the white-clothed scholar on the other side smiled at her, then stretched out a finger to press her eyebrows and said, "Don't think about those unhappy things.... Rest well, you just need to get a good night's sleep and everything will be fine."

Huo Ping'er stared at the other party's eyes, and suddenly felt like the world was spinning, and she lost consciousness in the blink of an eye.

Distort space-time.

The old woman pushed the wheelchair, and the countless chains creaked. She glanced coldly at the white-clothed scholar kneeling at her feet, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly: "Have you done everything I told you to do?"

The scholar seemed to be extremely afraid of the old woman, his hands fell to the ground, and he almost didn't dare to raise his head and said: "Qi Qi Ancestor, I have already sent the Ruthless Gu into her body, I believe that in another seven or eight days, she will relapse."

The old woman nodded, "Well done, you can advance to the next level and become a blue-clothed shadow guard."

When the scholar heard this, he hurriedly threw his hands on the ground excitedly and kowtowed several times in a row.

"You must be curious to know, why did I treat that Huo girl like this, right?" the old woman pushed the wheels, getting closer to the scholar a little bit.

"The subordinates don't dare, but whenever the ancestor orders the task, the subordinates will not question it well," the scholar heard this, and hurriedly refuted.

"Actually, I don't want to embarrass her, but she shouldn't think about it, that person is the heir chosen by the old decay, how can he join their Huo family, don't say that they are just a state city power family, even if it is the eight major families, how can they be worthy of my traceless son, the emperor and queen of King Xuanyuan can only belong to our Qijie clan, and no one wants to get involved" As soon as the old woman's wrist was forced, a cold iron chain was broken.

Then she got up from her wheelchair and walked towards the white-clothed scholar again. When she stood in front of him, she reached out and grabbed his jaw and praised: "You are really born with a beautiful face, no wonder that girl will not have a trace of defense against you."

"I... Only loyal to the ancestors," the young man in white hurriedly swore an oath.

"You're scared. I won't blame you... It's not your fault that you are beautiful, you have to make good use of it, don't let it down" The old woman said at the end, a series of coughing sounds came out of her throat, and the white-clothed scholar hurriedly opened his mouth, like a spittoon, caught the old woman coughing up phlegm, and swallowed it.

The old woman wiped her mouth, and pushed it out with disdain and said, "Go ahead, make good use of your face, I need all the secret mark forces of the eight major families, I want to uproot them."

At the end of the old woman's speech, her voice became eerie, and the young man's legs trembled in fright, until the old woman sat in the wheelchair again, turned the chains, and disappeared into time and space, and the young man came back to his senses in a trance, and then he got up, straightened his clothes, and strode towards the interface.