Bai Aya is like a bolt of lightning, straight towards the south of the dream of the past, it seems to be a soft white silk, but now it has the power to open the monument and break the stone, if ordinary people suffer from this, it must be all the internal organs are broken, and the body will also be beaten out of a big hole.

"Old lady, you're not the only one who can play this white silk!" Although Nan Mengying couldn't beat her in terms of martial arts appearance, she naturally couldn't fall behind in her mouth, and as she spoke, a white silk also shot out of her sleeve. Unlike Yun Caixuan, the white silk she shot out flickered left and right, fluctuating, like a spirit snake.

I saw the moon shining on the two women who were like fairies in the Moon Palace, looking so holy and dusty, at this time, a dark cloud floated over, covering the bright moon, and the sky and earth suddenly darkened. At the same time, the two white silk sticks were hung together, Nan Mengying and Yun Caixuan each held one end, pulling on to the death, and no one would let go.

"You should take this white silk to the dance building, listen to the orchestra and dance with a group of old ladies, what do you really want to do with us young people?" Nan Mengying had a sweet smile on his face that was harmless to humans and animals, as if he was going to melt the hearts of the world. But in Yun Caixuan's eyes, it is so hateful, the whole thing is a little devil from hell, and a small mouth is really hateful.

"You die!" The dignified and virtuous princess would not even say a word of heavy words, but today she was so angry that she didn't care about her image at all. As soon as he made a move, he used ten successful forces, and at that time, the wind was blowing, and the roof tiles rattled. And that Nanmengying is so easy to provoke, grabbed Bai Aya and circled around his arm, and with a coquettish shout, he and Yun Caixuan got into a fight.

The martial arts of the two have already reached the realm of first-class masters in martial arts, only to hear the sound of the cloth tearing, and the white silk wrapped in the middle turned into fragments and flew all over the sky. Yun Caixuan flew forward, and the pair of plain hands seemed to be carved from white jade, and bursts of fragrance came to the nose when the west wind pierced the west wind.

"Ten Thousand Flowers Fragrance Snow Sea!"

Yun Caixuan's body seems to be surrounded by countless flowers and leaves, converging into an ocean, Yun Caixuan chopping waves in that ocean, with thousands of acres of huge waves thousands of miles Lei Gang rushed towards the south Dream Shadow, unstoppable!

"Arashi Shadow Dye Kaede Stream!"

Nan Mengying faced the infinite power of overturning the river and the sea, not retreating but advancing, the white clothes fluttering, the jade palm cut through the stormy waves, and the palms of her fingers seemed to be haunting countless maple leaves, like butterflies flying up and down around her palms. Every time you advance, there is one more maple leaf, and when you approach Yun Caixuan, Nanmengying has been wrapped in a river formed by maple leaves, and a long maple leaf stream can be faintly seen behind her.

The two of them can be said to be equal, on the one hand, the stormy waves, on the other hand, the rivers and the sea, the monstrous true qi is stirring in the air, the palace where they are standing has long been unable to bear it, those tiles are flying all over the sky like straw, and the far ones fall dozens of zhang away.

I only heard a crisp sound of "click!", and the beams of the Shuitian Nanmu house that several people couldn't hug each other shattered from it, and the exquisite palace with carved beams and paintings collapsed with a loud bang, and as the smoke and dust rose into the sky, Yun Caixuan and Nanmengying's palms were already together.

The powerful true qi overflowed, forming a storm, and the area with a radius of five zhang where the two of them stood was razed to the ground, and not even a single brick or tile could be seen. The white dress flew up and down with the fierce wind, and the fist-sized stones that had been rolled up turned into powder after only being pulled by the belt. It was a long process, but it took place in a few breaths, and after the two of them palmed each other, they retreated backwards for five or six zhang before stabilizing their bodies.

"Old woman, martial arts are not bad!" obviously did not take any advantage, but refused to lose the slightest advantage, so it was like an elder commenting on the martial arts attainments of the younger generation.

"You ......" Rao is Yun Caixuan has a royal upbringing, and treats people like a spring breeze on weekdays, and she is also angry when she hears this. But when I thought about it, I was also shocked in my heart, this woman was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and she could fight with herself on an equal footing, such a young genius, I am afraid that she is in the same league as her son.

Nan Mengying took a deep breath, calmed down her true anger, and still said with that angry smile and grinning expression: "Old woman, I am here to find Xia Xuehan, do you know where he is?"

Listening to her call of an old woman, even the clay man has three points of anger, where is he willing to give her a good look, but he can't help her, snort coldly, pin his head to the side, and say lukewarmly: "I don't know!"

"I really don't know?"

"I don't believe I'm looking for it, I still want to fight, right?" Yun Caixuan was angry when she looked at Nan Mengying's little fox-like face, and the mesmerizing smile on her face made her feel uncomfortable.

Such a big movement naturally alarmed the palace guards, and in just a few words, more than three hundred silver-armored guards surrounded the place with spears in their hands. A guard commander in gold armor stepped forward and saluted Yun Caixuan, saying, "The last general is too late to escort him, and I ask the princess to forgive me!

"Princess......" Nan Mengying frowned when she heard the words of the commander of the guards, wouldn't that be Xia Xuehan......

Yun Caixuan waved her hand at the commander of the guards and said, "You can't help her, let the palace come!"

"There is a meeting in the mountains and rivers, Miss Ben still has something to do, so let's go first!" Nan Mengying knew that he was in trouble, and he was a little jade, and he didn't care about the obstruction of hundreds of guards with knives, and flew into the distance, and his white clothes fluttered and disappeared into the night.

"Unruly stinky girl, fortunately it's not my daughter-in-law, otherwise, hum ......" The princess flicked her cloud sleeves and floated away, leaving only rubble and guards looking at each other.

At the same time, the emperor was critically ill, and the entrances to the palace had been heavily blocked, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

Prince Xia Lang took more than 20 civil and military officials to break into the Zixia Palace where the emperor was recuperating, and the guards outside the door saw that the prince brought people, where did they dare to stop him.

"Aifei, what's the sound outside?" Emperor Chongming, who was lying on the sickbed, was so sick that he was so sick that he only had one bone left, so weak that he couldn't even move a finger, his eyes were dull, and he could barely see the squirming of his lips when he spoke, and his voice was smaller than that of a gnat.

"Your Majesty, the concubines are going to take a look!" Princess Reihan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, replied and turned to go out.

As soon as he left the palace gate, he saw the prince coming over with a group of people, and when the two saw each other, they were both stunned, Xia Lang beckoned, asked the civil and military officials behind him to stop, and walked towards Princess Reyihan. The two were only a few feet apart, and there was no one around them. Sharan lowered his voice and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "How's that old thing?"

Re Yihan looked at Xia Lang's face, with a burst of disgust in his heart, don't look at him without looking at him, and said in a low voice: "According to your instructions, I added something to the medicine he took every day, and now he is terminally ill, just in the past two days!"

Xia Lang smiled lightly, with a hint of smugness in his eyes, and said, "Good job, it's not in vain that I transferred you thousands of miles away!"

"You said that as long as you ascend the throne, you will let me go, let me reunite with Ai Zezi, and go back to the North Court to be with my father and queen mother, do your words still count?" Princess Reyihan asked coldly.

Xia Lang slowly turned the wrench on the thumb of his right hand with his left hand, and said with a smile: "I'm not like that old thing who covets you, what's the use of leaving you?"

"I hope you keep your word!" said Reihan, who said no more, turned and pushed open the door of the temple, and stepped in.

Xia Lang followed Reyihan to the emperor's dragon bed, and when he saw the emperor who was already out of breath and out of breath, he didn't speak, but just looked at it with a smile. "Is the snow cold coming?" the emperor's eyes were already blurred to see people clearly, and he only felt that someone was coming, and muttered.

Xia Lang frowned, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, sat on the edge of the bed, took the emperor's dry hand, and said softly: "Father, I am Lang'er, not Xia Xuehan!"

"Yes, it's Lang'er! It's good for you to come, Father, Father has something to say to you!" the Emperor clapped his hand, a little disappointed in his words.

"Father, please speak, Lang'er listen!" Xia Lang leaned his head over and listened quietly.

"Lang'er, actually, in fact, Xue Han is your own brother! Don't blame your father for being biased, his talent is obvious to all, his father has written an edict and passed it on to him, you must assist well in the future, and you must not have different intentions. The emperor grabbed Xia Lang's hand and used a little more strength, clamped Xia Lang's hand tightly, and suddenly opened his eyes when he was almost completely closed, looking at Xia Lang expectantly.

Xia Lang was not surprised at all, and said lightly: "So that's the case, don't worry, father, if he comes back, I will definitely give him the edict in person." He put the word "back" in a particularly heavy way.

"Is Xue Han here? I want to see him!" he said these words with all his strength, and after he finished speaking, he was out of breath, and his throat made a "whirring" sound like a bellows pulling.

"Father, in fact, Erchen has always wanted to ask, it is also your son, why are you so partial?" Xia Lang shook off the emperor's hand, got up and scolded the emperor.

"Ahem......" The emperor coughed heavily when he heard this, and coughed up a pool of blood when he fell to the bedside, and after a long time, he said: "It's not that my father is biased, but this world needs a Ming Jun with both ability and integrity, Lang'er, I know that you are not convinced, but your life is ......."

"Hehe, fate, my fate is up to me, today, here, I will change my life against the sky, and see if I, a treacherous and deceitful person, will really mess up the world!" Xia Lang's eyebrows were full of murderous intent, leaning down and pulling the splendid dragon jacket, covering the emperor's head.

"Hmm......" The emperor struggled with the last of his strength, his hands kept waving, and a low voice came out of his mouth. Princess Reyihan watched from the side, as if all this in front of her had nothing to do with her, and the life and death of that person had nothing to do with her.

After touching a cup of tea, the emperor gradually stopped struggling, his thin hand hung on the edge of the bed without any movement, Xia Lang was already sweating profusely, he lifted the quilt, looked at the emperor whose eyes were wide open, and had stopped breathing, grinning. Sitting on the side, he stretched out his hand to brush the emperor's face, closed his eyes, and said, "Father, you are watching from the sky how I make your baby Xia Xuehan worse than dead, and how I sweep away the universe and dominate the world!"

After a long time, the sweat on his forehead had dried, he got up and walked towards the door, opened the door, with a sad face, two lines of hot tears rolled down, and he sat on the ground heartbroken, crying silently, and said: "My father is seriously ill and has died!"

Later history books recorded that Xia Lang "was loyal and filial piety, filial piety acted in the sky, Emperor Chongming died, and the prince was grief-stricken, crying to death on the ground." This move won the support of hundreds of officials, and the people of Li wept, and later generations called Xia Lang "Emperor Xiaomin".

On October 15 of the 16th year of the Great Summer and 16 years, Emperor Chongming died, Chang'an was full of Sumin, no matter the military and civilian officials, all hung filial piety, fasted for ten days, Fengzi Palace was in the Chengqing Palace, Xu Ci was summoned in front of the civil and military officials, and Xia Lang ascended the throne as the emperor.

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