Rong Xian looked at the young man steadily, her eyes stung by the sharp sword intent.

She blinked, and the entire sea of consciousness turned into an invisible sword qi, and Sen Leng's murderous intent unceremoniously pointed at this uninvited guest.

A hint of surprise flashed in the emperor's star-like eyes, and because he didn't smile, the curvature of the corners of his mouth seemed rusty and stiff.

His voice was like his person, cold and lonely, as silent as snow: "Very good. ”

Rong Xian couldn't tell whether the mysterious man was saying that her sword was good or that she was a good person, maybe both.

She bent the corners of her lips, her phoenix eyes were clear and clean, but she couldn't leave any shadow indifferently, and her voice was like her, seemingly gentle but indifferent: "Seniors are suddenly here, do you need any help?"

The emperor, like his temperament, is straightforward and honest: "You are my bloodline." ”

The smile on the corner of Rong Xian's mouth froze, almost thinking that this person was a certain ascended figure of the Rong family.

She remembered that it was the blood of the Sword Emperor in her body now, so was it the owner who had found it?

Not......

This person is the Sword Emperor!!

Rong Xian tried her best to hide the horror in her heart, whether it was this person's temperament or the words she said, she told her who this person's identity was.

The first person in the era 10,000 years ago stirred up the whole world.

And he also calls himself 'I', wearing a dragon robe, and has a golden dragon of luck, which is likely to be the legendary emperor in charge of Qiankun in the classical secret books.

This heavy aura of identity made Rong Xian inexplicably a little lacking in confidence, and more importantly, she didn't know why such a powerful person came to her.

Is it because she robbed people's essence and blood, and people came to her to settle accounts?

And judging from her current situation, she will definitely not be able to fight, and there is nowhere to escape.

Rong Xian, who has always been in control, was a little bad, and this uncontrollable thing suddenly appeared, which really made her react a little.

Rong Xian was speechless, her phoenix eyes looked at the emperor in a daze, she didn't know what to say, this rare embarrassment made her a little at a loss.

There was a smile in the emperor's eyes, he seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and directly answered Rong Xian's doubts: "Whether it is me or my dynasty, there is a lack of an heir, and you appeared just right." ”

Rong Xian looked a little puzzled, she didn't doubt the emperor, the emperor didn't disdain to lie She saw it very clearly, she just didn't understand how such a strong man could be worried about the heir.

The emperor had nothing to hide, he said lightly: "My three emperors and one daughter have all been killed by the enemy, and I am also seriously injured, there is not much time left, and the people of the entire dynasty have no time, they need a new emperor to lead them out of the haze." ”

He said categorically: "Although I don't know what's going on, you are indeed my only bloodline, and with this bloodline, you should take responsibility." ”

Rong Xian had no reason to refuse the emperor, a drop of the Sword Emperor's essence blood made her owe this person a cause and effect, coupled with the strong strength that this bloodline brought her, she couldn't refuse the emperor's request.

Rong Xian pondered for a moment, bowed her head slightly, and the sword intent that was still a little hostile before dissipated instantly, and she responded softly: "Okay." ”

The emperor's eyebrows were relaxed, as if he had removed the big stone that was pressing on his heart, and he was relieved and happy.

The rare smile is like a lotus flower on the ice and snow, and people can't help but want to treasure it.

"What's your name?" the emperor retracted his smile, his expressionless expression as sharp and cold as a divine soldier.

Rong Xian's eyebrows curled: "Rong Xian." ”

The emperor was silent for a moment, and sighed softly: "It is really providential. ”

His surname is Rong, his country is Rong Dynasty, the ancestor of the country is Zhongrong, and now his only remaining bloodline is also the surname Rong, which is really a certain number in the dark.

The emperor lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes, which were as heavy as crow feathers, cast a shadow under his eyes, and his expression was still so cold, like a snow-capped mountain, unattainable.

His expression was very serious, and his tone was also very serious: "Your name is Rong Ya, your character is Xian, and you are the empress dowager of the Rong Dynasty." ”

He was not asking, nor was he simply stating, he was informing Rong Xian of her name, her words and her responsibilities in the future.

Rong Xian accepted without any objections, she tilted her head and pondered for a moment, and said tentatively: "If the Rong Dynasty is brought down by me, you won't blame me, right?"

The emperor didn't answer, he looked at Rong Xian deeply, as if he wondered if his decision to give the dynasty to a girl in her twenties was a bit too hasty.

But there is no way, he will not live long, the dynasty also needs a new emperor, and the person with the blood of the emperor is undoubtedly the most acceptable.

The emperor was silent for a moment and said, "The prime minister will come to welcome you back." ”

Rong Xian's clear eyes seemed to be full of moonlight, beautiful: "Well, I'm looking forward to it." ”

The golden light in the emperor's eyes faded, and the figure turned into a golden dragon of luck.

The golden dragon of luck let out a long groan and wandered around Rong Xian.

The emperor is gone!

Rong Xian looked at this slowly dissipating golden dragon with deep eyes, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

In the Thousand Realms, the Rong Dynasty?

She flipped through the memories of having read the family tree in her mind, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It turned out to be my family, but in the end, I am still a member of the Rong family." ”

If it weren't for the seizure, how could she not sense her own bloodline.

The curvature of the corners of Rong Xian's mouth slowly deepened, she stroked her sleeves, and said with fake emotion: "The sky has eyes, I can't bear to cut off my Rong bloodline." ”

The Rong Dynasty of the Middle Thousand Realms, the Imperial City of Qianjing.

The emperor sitting on the dragon chair opened his eyes, the frost in his eyes disappeared, and the color of relief came spontaneously.

He took out the list of gods, looked at the names of several children on the list, and the auspicious clouds below dissipated little, sighed lightly, and stretched out his hand to erase all these names.

Picking up the pen, he slowly but forcefully wrote on the list of gods: Empress Dowager, Rong Ya.

Under the name Rong Ya, a cloud of luck was born.

The emperor stretched out his hand and threw the Fengshen List into the void, and the golden dragon of luck lying lazily in the sea of clouds rushed down, opened his mouth and grabbed the Fengshen List and flew into the sky.

At this moment, everyone in the capital raised their heads towards the palace, and in the sea of clouds, the thousand-zhang golden dragon that had been in a sea of clouds was churning happily in the sea of clouds, and then the dragon's head was raised and rushed straight towards the Nine Heavens.

A cheerful long roar came out, and the sound was long, running through the heavens and the earth, and straight into the nine heavens.

The dragon's groan is shocking, as if it resounded in the depths of the soul, and the coercion brought by the thousand-zhang dragon body makes people unable to stand upright, powerful and unmatched, and majestic makes people's hearts palpitate.

The dragon eyes that were always on the squint were bright, and the scales on his body also circulated with a dazzling halo.

With a long roar, the people in the territory of the Rong Dynasty looked in the direction of the capital in surprise, and the golden dragon suddenly turned into a long river of luck, and a slightly smaller golden dragon of luck separated from it and ran in the direction of the small thousand worlds.

"This is ......" Doctor Yu Shi stared at the separated golden dragon of luck, and was speechless for a long time in surprise.

He danced excitedly: "It's the crown princess, and we're waiting for the next king." ”