When Rong Xian reappeared in the small sword space, she was still a little unable to come back to her senses.

She was in that world for the Heavenly Dao, and she was addicted to cultivation and couldn't extricate herself.

Maybe a few epochs passed, until Heaven and Earth entered the era of the end of the law, technology replaced cultivation, and a new Heavenly Dao was slowly reborn, and she retired.

Rong Xian looked at the stone tablet in front of her, a trace of depression flashed in her eyes, it was really cool to keep cultivating regardless of it, but she couldn't keep cultivating.

Rong Xian couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "My fate is always so bumpy, I can't even cultivate at ease, it's sad and lamentable." ”

It was only after she finished saying that she realized that she was the only one here, and no one could hear her complain.

Rong Xian: "......, let's find someone to talk to."

Although she has been cultivating very well, she still holds back her words.

Rong Xian looked down at her divine soul emitting white light, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

The Divine Soul Realm actually reached the peak of the Earth Immortal unknowingly, and it was only one foot away from stepping into the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

But this is also expected, after being a Heavenly Dao for so long, if her realm is not improved, I am afraid that it will not be justified.

After she settles these feelings, she will break through again.

Walking out of the small world for the second time, Rong Xian probably understood the meaning of life and death.

This is a shortcut given by the Sword Emperor to her to improve her cultivation realm as soon as possible, and it also contains a crisis.

If she expected it to be right, this crisis was the last word left by the Sword Emperor before his collapse: the truth about his siege back then.

Rong Xian took a deep breath, since she had received the blessing of the Sword Emperor, the cause and effect of the Sword Emperor should also be taken over by her, and the truth must be hidden in a small world, and she would know it sooner or later.

Rong Xian stepped into the stone tablet.

In a flash, the person has returned to the space of consciousness.

Looking up at the dim shiny little sword, her figure was scattered and she had returned to her body.

Rong Xian sat on the chair and looked at the imperial case that had not changed at all, supporting her head with one hand, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her clear phoenix eyes were shining, and she looked back at the ups and downs.

On the border of Northern Zhao, Fu Yuhuang, who was drinking with Ye Qingfeng, paused slightly.

Countless memories came flooding back, and she still held a wine glass in her hand, but she couldn't help but close her eyes.

A powerful momentum rose from her, but it seemed to be covered by something, and she couldn't get out of this courtyard at all.

Ye Qingfeng's hand shook, and his expression was full of astonishment.

If he didn't sense it wrong, this power should be a half-step Heavenly Immortal Realm.

Isn't Fu Yuhuang an Earth Immortal Triple Cultivator? Just by drinking a glass of wine, he is about to break through to the Heavenly Immortal, is he dreaming?

Even with Ye Qingfeng's calmness, he couldn't help but be horrified.

After digesting these memories, Fu Yuhuang slowly opened his eyes.

Her gaze was filled with indifference and majesty from above, which belonged exclusively to the Heavenly Dao.

Ye Qingfeng was stared at by these eyes, but he felt as if he was being targeted by the Eye of Heavenly Punishment above his head.

That is the power of heaven and earth that cannot be resisted, and that is the supreme power of the world.

Beneath those eyes, all living beings are ants.

That was the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Fortunately, this feeling is only fleeting.

Fu Yuhuang blinked, and the inexplicable emotions in his eyes all disappeared.

She looked at Ye Qingfeng, who was pale, and said teasingly: "Qingfeng, is this drunk?"

Ye Qingfeng looked at Fu Yuhuang deeply, put the wine glass on the stone table, he rubbed the rim of the glass, and said softly: "That's not true." It's only today that I found out that Yuhuang is very similar to my old friend. ”

Fu Yuhuang suddenly became interested, and she asked with great interest: "I don't know who can make Qingfeng so unforgettable?"

Ye Qingfeng said half-truthfully: "I call her the Lord." ”

Fu Yuhuang: "......" came unexpectedly and almost flashed her waist.

Ye Qingfeng seemed to be energetic, and he didn't treat Fu Yuhuang as an outsider at all: "Presumably Yuhuang has also heard of the Raccoon Demon Prison, and my family lord has been suppressing the Fox Demon Prison. Legend has it that the Demon Hell is a natural artifact of heaven and earth, and there is even the power of heaven and earth. ”

The corners of his mouth said with a smile: "After the Venerable Lord suppressed the Demon Prison, his state was very similar to that of Yu Huang just now, and there was a trace of heaven and earth power on his body. Not only that, but the feather phoenix and the lord also look a little similar, and if it weren't for the different personalities of the two of you, I might have recognized the wrong person. ”

Fu Yuhuang: "......" Does this count as lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot?

Why do you have to ask more?

Ye Qingfeng is a smiling fox, and the slightest clue can make him find the truth.

Fu Yuhuang was entangled in his heart, with a calm look on his face, he laughed dryly twice, and forcibly changed the topic: "When we go out this time, Qingfeng can introduce me to your family's lord." ”

Ye Qingfeng responded very seriously, and as soon as the conversation changed, he suddenly asked: "I heard that Yu Huang is the apprentice of the Sword Emperor of Rongguo, that is, the senior sister of the new Emperor of Rongguo, I don't know if it is serious?"

Fu Yuhuang's expression didn't show the slightest clue, but revealed a faint coldness, and said: "It's true that I am the apprentice of the Sword Emperor, but I am not the senior sister of the new emperor. ”

She lifted her eyelids, and said with a look of joy and anger: "The new emperor is just a fluke to become the emperor, compared to the new emperor's Wen Tun, I think Rong Guo needs a new sword emperor to take power, what do you think?"

Fu Yuhuang, who forcibly added a character to himself, disagreed with him and tested Ye Qingfeng again.

Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly, his deep eyes couldn't see the slightest emotion, and his tone was soft with a hint of imperceptible temptation: "Since the Sword Emperor has passed on the throne, Yuhuang should also return to Rong Guo to help the new emperor, even if you don't believe in the new emperor, you should also believe in the vision of the Sword Emperor." ”

Fu Yuhuang raised her eyebrows, she felt that it was really interesting for the two sides to encounter each other like this.

She snorted coldly, picked up the wine jar and turned over and lay down on the plum tree, and said indignantly: "Everyone has a time to wander, whether the new emperor of Rongguo can sit on the throne depends on her ability." ”

She turned sideways and no longer paid attention to Ye Qingfeng under the tree, and implemented # not speculative for more than half a sentence # thoroughly.

Fu Yuhuang took the wine jar and poured himself a few large sips of wine, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of natural joy.

She really felt that it was funny, so she eliminated Ye Qingfeng's suspicions, and by the way, she also confirmed the identity of Rong Xian's old enemy.

She didn't feel embarrassed at all to change her identity and deceive her subordinates.

Well, it seems to be a bit scummy.

Ye Qingfeng's expression did not change, but his heart jumped.

At this time, he didn't bother with the similarities between Fu Yuhuang and the Venerable Lord, but hurriedly sent a message to the Venerable Lord, so that the Venerable Lord could find a way to appease or solve Fu Yuhuang.

After all, this man is worried about the dragon chair under the buttocks of this lord. In addition to the lord, his father Ye Wenchun is still the prime minister of the dynasty.

No matter what it is for, Fu Yuhuang is such a rebellious person, he must be optimistic.

In the Qianjing Palace, Rong Xian, who was leaning on a chair, couldn't help laughing.

Her aura was pleasant and relaxed, as if she had been infected by her, and the whole palace was filled with a sense of relaxed joy.

This can really be regarded as #I like, then the world is running #.

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