At night, the Celestial Empire lit up thousands of lights, and those who were still going out added some clothes to resist the autumn cold at night.

The Imperial City Wannian Palace is the sleeping palace of the emperors of the Celestial Empire.

The candlelight is beating, and the palace is as warm as spring. The emperor of the Celestial Empire, dressed in a gold-silk nightgown, sat on the edge of the bed and stared fixedly, but the coldness on the face of the woman in white in front of him made his brows frown slightly.

"It's late at night, you don't accompany Xia Yuan in the Purple Moon Palace, what are you doing here with me?"

Xia Wuhou said in a deep voice, he was busy with state affairs during the day, and he just wanted to rest as soon as possible at night.

"Xia Wuhou, you are not confused, you still remember Yuan'er. Since the blossom viewing, Yuan'er's soul has been passing inexplicably, you don't care, just send someone to send those useless medicines. The situation I am in now is really in response to my eldest brother's words. ”

The woman in white was expressionless, and her eyes were as calm as autumn water, looking directly at Xia Wuhou.

"An Sirong, what do you mean, are you questioning me, or are you blaming me?"

Xia Wuhou's palm slapped on the edge of the bed, and he stood up, furious.

"You deliberately got the news of the prison master from me, do you think it will be useful? I came to you this time, not for anything else, just to renew the life of the green lantern and renew the life of Yuan'er. ”

An Sirong's words were like nine cold words, cold to the bone. She looked at Xia Wuhou in front of her, her eyes calmly looking at a stranger. "In the lower realm, you call the king and the honor, you can ignore Yuan'er's life or death, then I will go back to the upper realm to ask for spiritual objects to protect Yuan'er. Xia Wuhou, you have heard me clearly, if Yuan'er dies in the Nether, I, An Sirong, will let the entire Celestial Empire bury Yuan'er. ”

Looking back at the first acquaintance, it was just Xia Wuhou's coy attitude.

The corners of An Sirong's mouth showed a hint of ridicule, whether he was laughing at himself or others.

"An Sirong, let's sit down and have a good talk. The news of the prison master is too important to the Nether. In the Nether, not only my Celestial Empire, but also the Star Soul Dynasty and the Holy Heaven Dynasty are all eyeing at each other, and I am in the middle of it, and I really can't get out of my body to visit Yuan'er. ”

Xia Wuhou looked at An Sirong, whose face was gloomy like water, a sigh came out of his mouth, and he sat down on the bed again. "Sirong, haven't you noticed that the abnormalities in Yuan'er's body, and the inexplicable flow of his soul, the medicine is useless, even your spirit yuan can't stop it, everything that happens to Yuan'er is almost exactly the same as what is recorded in the ancient books. ”

The Upper Realm is such an unattainable world.

The tone in Xia Wuhou's mouth softened a lot. The family behind An Sirong can completely look down on the lower realm, and in their eyes, the Celestial Empire can only be regarded as unpopular.

In the world of the jungle, the weak can only live as promises.

The ring on Xia Wuhou's finger flashed with a blue light, and a cyan ancient lamp appeared in his palm, and then, Xia Wuhou threw the cyan ancient lamp to An Sirong. "Although the life-sustaining green lantern can save the last spirit of Yuan'er, it only has three years, if you don't come back within three years, it can only mean that the qi of my Heavenly Empire has been exhausted. ”

A cloud of melancholy condensed between Xia Wuhou's eyebrows, and some of them couldn't be dissolved.

"In the lower realm, only the life-sustaining green lantern can protect Yuan'er's last soul, although it is only three years, in three years, I will come back and take Yuan'er away, from this moment on, I will break off with you Xia Wuhou En, and there will be no more to do with it after that. ”

The life-sustaining green lantern was held in his hand, and it was heavy, it was Xia Yuan's life. An Sirong turned around and left, in this 10,000-year-old palace, there was coldness and ruthlessness everywhere.

"The night in the Nether is really beautiful, but Yuan'er and I can't see the light. ”

An Sirong looked up to the sky and let out a sigh. Xia Wuhou's conjecture, she didn't think about it, but she didn't dare to speculate in that direction.

The sky does not fulfill people's wishes, if he succeeds Ling Yunzhi one day, he dares to laugh at Huang Chao is not a husband.

"Hurry up and go back to the upper realm, the lower realm, which has been silent for many years, is about to set off a bloody storm again. ”

The autumn moon is broken and hung high in the air, and the white moonlight that falls down is very feminine, and some cool night wind blows, blowing the snow white of An Sirong's sideburns.

In the Wannian Palace, An Sirong walked for a long time, but Xia Wuhou couldn't sleep peacefully for a long time.

"Prison master, for you, my Heavenly Empire has been hollowed out for generations, and I am the emperor of the Celestial Empire, and I also want to act in front of people and grovel. An Sirong, I am the king of a country, and when I use you, the feeling of being under the fence really makes me fed up. ”

Xia Wuhou clenched his hands, and his eyes gradually turned blood-red.

In the secluded palace, a faint smell of blood wafted out from Xia Wuhou's body.

"Xia Yuan, you, a person who should not have been born in the first place, have become a shackle that binds me, connecting the qi of the entire Heavenly Empire. ”

After a long time, Xia Wuhou only sighed in his mouth, and he let go of his clenched fists.

Xia Yuan can die, but he can't die in the Celestial Empire. All Xia Wuhou could do was to do his best to protect Xia Yuan after An Sirong left.

Early the next morning.

The emperor of the Celestial Empire then announced to the world that he was looking for a holy hand of healing, a capable person, and that anyone who could cure a serious illness would be promised by the Celestial Empire that the glory and wealth of the generations, as well as all the cultivation needs, would also be provided by the Celestial Empire.

As soon as the will of the emperor of the Celestial Empire came out, the people of the lower realm immediately rushed to it, and those scattered cultivators who had been surviving on the edge of life and death rushed to the Celestial Empire thousands of miles away.

The Celestial Empire was also crowded with monks all over the world, and the riots and unwarranted blood-light disasters made the common people of the Celestial Empire panic.

There are two sides to the story, good and bad.

The emperor of the Celestial Empire could only send heavy troops to guard various towns, and at the same time appease the panicked people in the Celestial Empire.

Purple Moon Palace.

"Yuan'er, obediently wait for your mother to come back, and when you wake up, we will go home together. ”

In the hall, tears from the corners of An Sirong's eyes accidentally dripped on Xia Yuan's face, and a pair of red lips left Xia Yuan's forehead. An Sirong put a ring in his hand and gently put it on the finger of Xia Yuan's right hand.

The reluctance in his heart, as well as the tears on his cheeks, made An Sirong and Xiuhe turn around in three steps.

"If you don't go back to the upper realm, how can you save Yuan'er?"

The two supported each other, and they left the palace.

"Slave maid see Niangniang, see Miss Xiuhe. ”

Outside the hall, two palace maids were waiting, which was sent by Xia Wuhou to take care of Xia Yuan.

"Take care of Yuan'er, if Yuan'er is missing a hair, I will punish your nine clans. ”

Just raising his eyes and taking an understatement glance, An Sirong led Xiuhe out of the Purple Moon Palace.

The two pairs of eyes looked back, and there, there was their deepest thoughts.

The Celestial Empire is a giant of the Nether Realm, and no one is allowed to step into the air, and if there is a violator, it is a provocation to the entire Celestial Empire.

"Xiuhe, let's go. ”

Her face was indifferent, but she didn't care about it at all, she gently hugged Xiuhe in her arms.

An Sirong's figure suddenly rose from the ground, dressed in white hunting in the air, she was like a meteor in the sky, fleeting.

"King Qi, Niangniang has left the Celestial Empire and rushed to the Sea of the World. ”

Emperor Palace, after hearing the report of the people, Xia Wuhou, who was sitting on the throne, closed his eyes, and continued the burning of the green lantern, but he needed the essence and blood of his loved ones.

"Xia Yuan, Xia Yuan. ”

Xia Yuan, a person who should not have been born in this world, became the youngest son of Xia Wuhou and the little prince of the Celestial Empire.

Or is it the creation of people, the abandoned person has now become a thorn in Xia Wuhou's side, a thorn in the flesh, unable to pull out, unable to be removed.

After a while, the three-year period is approaching.

Winter is coming.

Heavy snow fell from the sky, and the white color also made the heaven and the earth intersect.

This is the last snow. The wick of the life-sustaining green lantern is also about to burn out, if the green lantern is extinguished, even if the immortal is in the lower realm, Xia Yuan will not be able to return to the sky.

"An Sirong, three years are coming, the green lantern of life renewal is useless, and you haven't come back yet. ”

Outside the Purple Moon Palace, Xia Wuhou stood with his hands in his hands, and the snow fell, but he couldn't get in front of him.

The red walls and blue tiles around are rendered white, and when you climb high and look into the distance, the white expanse is also connected by the sky and the earth.

"King Qiqi, in the past three years, the sky above the boundary sea has been very calm, and the sea surface is like a pool of stagnant water, and no one has crossed the boundary sea here. ”

The nether realm sea connects the other world, where birds do not fly and human souls do not exist.

If the higher the cultivation of the person who crosses the boundary sea, the more fierce the monstrous waves in the boundary sea will be, and they can devour all things in the world, and that kind of power is incomparable.

The Boundary Sea is like a giant beast that is dormant.

According to the records of ancient books, this world was originally the same continent, but after the era of chaos, the continent was broken into three pieces, and it was a giant halberd.

The origin of the boundary sea is that it is the only Kunpeng in heaven and earth, and its body has been transformed.

The Sea of Boundaries separates the Three Realms, but it also connects the Three Realms, and the era in which we live is called the New Era.

"This nether realm is just a cage, we are the descendants of sinners, and we are also the offspring of the blood of sin. ”

After the person who came to report retreated, the corners of Xia Wuhou's mouth pulled a bitter arc, and he, who had been hovering in front of the Purple Moon Palace for a long time, also raised his feet and walked into the hall.

"How long has it been since I've been here, the day before yesterday, or yesterday?"

All the arrangements of the Purple Moon Palace were the same as they were a few years ago, which was jointly planned by Xia Wuhou and An Sirong, and every table, chair, gauze and cloth here was carefully selected by them.

"I was delusional. ”

Xia Wuhou shook his head with a wry smile.

The young man on the bed was still sleeping peacefully, but his face was pale, his face collapsed like dead wood, and a dead air was permeating.

A green lamp in front of the window, a burning wick, and only the last twist remained.