"Father, I don't know how long it will take us to leave for the Heavenly Grotto, so I'll go back and prepare. ”

In the Purple Moon Palace, there are things left by the Nine Shadows before leaving. Although Xia Yuan didn't know what it was, he wanted to retrieve it before going to the Heavenly Grotto.

"Strike while the iron is hot. Tomorrow morning, you will leave for the Grotto. The current Celestial Empire has many eyes and ears, Yuan'er, you and Qin Lan will disguise themselves tomorrow, and don't be recognized on the way to the Heavenly Cave. ”

To avoid the eyes and ears of those people, just by disguise, you will still be seen by those who have a heart.

Xia Wuhou's gaze was a little deep, and tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

"Yes, father, after the sons go back, they will clean up. ”

Xia Yuan bowed and said.

"Father, the son is gone, you have to take care of your body. ”

Qin Lan's gaze was clear, and there were tears faintly flashing in her eyes, and she bowed deeply to the Northern Martial King.

Early tomorrow morning, she will leave the King of Beiwu, who has raised Qin Lan for many years and accompanies her day and night.

And this time it has been two years, and Qin Lan at this time is panicked in her heart, which is very unpleasant.

Qin Lan walked to Xia Yuan's side, stretched out his jade hand, and grabbed Xia Yuan tightly.

"Xiao Lan, this trip to the Heavenly Grotto, you have to restrain your temper a little, but don't be rude and willful. The red world outside is not as casual as at home, and everything has to be cautious. ”

King Beiwu raised his eyes, looked at Qin Lan, who was a little reluctant, and joked with a smile. It's just the reluctance in his eyes, and only he knows it.

Qin Lan has been cared for by him in the palm of his hand since he was a child, but he has never been far away.

At the time of parting, there is often a sad emotion revealed, which can make people's eyes red and heartbroken.

"Father. ”

Qin Lan pouted, stomped her feet gently, and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied. She lowered her head, a blush on her cheeks.

Qin Lan secretly used the corner of his eye to look at Xia Yuan beside him.

"No matter how brutal you are, you are also my Xia Yuan's wife, aren't you. ”

Xia Yuan tightened his small hand in his palm and looked over with a smile.

Under the four eyes, Qin Lan's head was buried lower, and her cheeks were getting redder and redder, red like a ripe apple.

I can't help but want to take a bite gently.

"Okay, it's not early, after you go back, you can clean up, and tomorrow morning, you will leave the Celestial Empire with Granny Mo. ”

Xia Wuhou cleared his throat and said with a straight face. In front of his eyes, the jokes of the father and daughter of the King of Beiwu also made him look at Xia Yuan with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

When Xia Yuan was young, he often let Xia Wuhou walk around.

"Yes, father, my son has retired. ”

After Xia Yuan and Qin Lan bowed and saluted, the two of them also left the main hall and returned to the side hall where they were cultivating.

Inside the side hall.

"There is still a distance between the Purple Moon Palace and the Wannian Palace, so only when the patrol armor soldiers change their guards can they go to the Purple Moon Palace and retrieve the things left by Grandpa. ”

Xia Yuan sat on the bed with a frown, and he was anxious, and he was also walking back and forth in the side hall.

The night breeze outside the window blew, and suddenly there was a ghostly shadow.

"Go to the Purple Moon Palace to pick up the things left by grandpa, but you can't be discovered. ”

When Xia Yuan first woke up, his every move made Xia Wuhou suspicious.

With the passage of time, Xia Yuan, after the soul transfer, fused the memories of the two, and became accustomed to the identity of the little prince of the Celestial Empire, which made Xia Wuhou dispel the doubts in his heart.

The matter of soul transfer cannot be known, and the things left by Yu Jiuyou in the Purple Moon Palace cannot be discovered.

"Chen Wunian, maybe he has already noticed the strangeness in my body. Is it because of the Ninth Reincarnation scriptures?"

A hint of bitterness appeared at the corner of Xia Yuan's mouth.

The more you don't want to be discovered, the more you are a little bit of a thief. And in the eyes of those who have a heart, it is easier to reveal flaws that are available to others.

Xia Yuan came to the window, he stretched out his hands to support the edge of the window, and looked at the bright moon hanging above the starry sky with a faint gaze.

Inside the main hall.

"Granny Mo, you should step back first. Early tomorrow morning, I will escort Yuan'er and Xiaolan to the Heavenly Grotto. ”

Xia Wuhou waved his hand and said.

"Yes. The king, the king of Beiwu, his subordinates retired. ”

After Granny Mo bowed, she turned around and left the main hall.

"Third brother, Qin Qianqian is flawless and innocent, if she is allowed to leave, it will be a great loss for the Celestial Empire. ”

Xia Wuhou's gaze was gloomy, and his fingertips were regularly tapping on the table next to him.

Flawless and unsullied, Xia Wuhou didn't want to miss it.

"Big brother, didn't Qin Qianqian leave us a letter before leaving. Let's not fight her idea, for Qin Qianqian, we still try to provoke as little as possible. ”

King Beiwu groaned for a while and frowned.

"Although my Celestial Empire dominates the Nether Realm, it has always been in an embarrassing situation. Now there are two gods, and one of them is the reincarnation of someone else. ”

Xia Wuhou shook his head, and there was only a wry smile on his lips.

Those predecessors are erratic, and their minds are even more difficult to figure out.

"Third brother, I don't know what kind of physique Xiaolan is. ”

Xia Wuhou raised his head, looked at the King of Beiwu and said.

"Xiao Lan's physique, I can't say it. ”

King Beiwu suddenly blushed, smiled a little wryly, and then prevaricated.

"Since I can't say it, I won't be reluctant, no matter what kind of physique she is, Xiaolan is Yuan'er's wife and my good daughter-in-law. ”

Xia Wuhou stood up, glanced at the somewhat strange-looking King of Beiwu, and said. "Tonight, it will be a sleepless night, and when the morning dawns, the children's path to the cave will be clean. ”

After Xia Wuhou finished speaking, he left the main hall with his hands behind his back.

"It's not that it's unspeakable, but it's a little hard to say. Xiao Lan's physique is too special, but she can't leak the slightest rumor. ”

King Beiwu shook his head, and there was also a touch of helplessness between his eyebrows. He immediately got up and followed closely behind Xia Wuhou.

In the main hall, the lights were finally turned off.

"Huh, it's time for me to leave for the Purple Moon Palace. ”

Xia Yuan, who had been waiting in the side hall for a long time, looked at the two figures in the darkness, gradually moving away, and he let out a long breath of turbid air from his mouth.

"I don't know what grandpa left behind in the Purple Moon Palace, and he deliberately marked it in the letter. ”

The night was dark and the wind was high, and Xia Yuan, who had changed into a night suit, hid in the dark, carefully avoiding those patrolling armor soldiers.

Outside the Purple Moon Palace, Xia Yuan cautiously climbed over the high wall, and the figure of the Purple Moon Palace fell gently.

The Purple Moon Palace was originally a cold palace abandoned by Marquis Xia Wu. After Xia Yuan moved away, no one came here again.

With the arrival of spring, the ancient tree entrenched in the Purple Moon Palace has already sent out tender buds, and it is full of greenery throughout the spring.

It bloomed with a burst of vitality.

Under the ancient tree, there is a swing, and on the iron chains at both ends of the swing, it is already rusty.

It used to be Xia Yuan's favorite place to play, and it was also full of laughter between him and An Sirong.

"Mother, are you doing in the upper realm? ”

Xia Yuan regrouped his thoughts, and walked lightly into the palace next to the ancient tree, and he came to the corner of the bed.

At the bottom of the bed, there is a dark compartment, which is where Xia Yuan stored his childhood toys

And the things left by Yu Jiuyou are also placed in that dark grid.

"Click. ”

With a soft sound, the dark grid was opened, Xia Yuan held his intention, he bent down and reached out to take out the things inside.

Removing the somewhat scattered toy, it was a wooden box wrapped in black coarse cloth.

Xia Yuan put the wooden box on the bed, and raised his hand to open the wooden box.

"This is, a sword. ”

Xia Yuan stared at it, and in the wooden box, there was a sword full of rust, a broken sword with a broken tip and no blade.

"A remnant sword without a blade or a point!"

Xia Yuan's pupils shrank, this is what Yu Jiuyou left behind, and why is it a broken sword.

Xia Yuan stretched out his hand and held the remnant sword in the wooden box in his palm.

The sword was held in his hand, and Xia Yuan also recalled the hanging cliff of that year, in September in the world, Yu Jiuyou stepped into the air, he held a sword in his hand, and danced a beautiful sword rain.

"No, it's not a broken sword. ”

The remnant sword was held in his hand, a little heavy.

Xia Yuan closed his eyes and felt a feeling, but he didn't feel a trace of sword intent in the sword body of the remnant sword, even if it was the only little sword intent left.

"Ten thousand soldiers in the world, from the moment they are formed, the body of the instrument also contains a trace of its own spiritual charm. And this trace of spiritual rhyme, and the owner of the weapon needs to be warmed, and after the spiritual rhyme is strong, it will transform into a machine spirit. ”

Xia Yuan held the remnant sword in front of him and carefully looked at the remnant sword in his hand.

Even if the remnant sword is broken, it is impossible for the spirit in it not to exist at all.

And the remnant sword was held in his hand, as if he were holding a piece of pig iron.

"This is a rough sword tire, a sword that has not yet been built. ”

Yes, in this way, the doubts in Xia Yuan's heart can be explained.

"Grandpa left this rough sword fetus because he wanted me to cast it into a weapon in my hand, and let me nourish its spiritual charm?"

Xia Yuan muttered, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the sword body of the rough sword fetus, it was very cold, like a piece of ice.

"After leaving the Wannian Palace for some time, it's time to go back. ”

Xia Yuan put the rough sword tire back into the wooden box, and then put the wooden box into the ring.

Xia Yuan turned around and walked out of the palace.

The white moonlight was very soft, and under the high wall, Xia Yuan jumped, he climbed over the wall, went out of the Purple Moon Palace, and hid in the dark.

On the way back, Xia Yuan's pace under his feet quickened a lot.