Shen Lian entered the Emperor Hill, and a strange thing appeared, from the north of the Emperor Hill, where the royal city was, a huge dragon leaned out, the dragon body was huge, and the sharp dragon snout poked out of the clouds, revealing a half-scaly body, and a dragon head as huge as a hill. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On it, a pair of wings grow, smooth and bright, and the slightest wave of it disperses the white clouds.

The wide eye sockets shot ~ out of the brilliance like a fight, scanning everything in the emperor, and the huge coercion made the two mammoths in the caravan crawl on the ground, trembling.

Shen Lian looked out the window and could see clearly that this giant dragon was the legendary Ying Dragon.

It was a winged dragon, and it was recorded that 'the dragon was a horned dragon for 500 years, and a dragon for a thousand years'. Of course, this is not the case, the real Ying Long is by no means something that can be achieved by practicing for thousands of years, and compared to the Horned Dragon, Ying Long is much stronger, at least now Shen Lian will treat it as a character of the same level.

Ying Long swept the entire Emperor Hill, as if he didn't find anything, slowly shrunk, and crouched in the royal city.

The merchants only talked about Ying Longlai, that is the protector of the country of Great Xia, I don't know how long the dragon has lived, according to legend, it is as powerful as the Xia King, even if the children of the royal family see it, they have to salute.

Today, I don't know what foreign object has alarmed him.

Shen Lian knew that although he had already restrained his breath, this Ying Dragon's instinct made it feel the invasion of a powerful existence, so it came out.

It is not surprising that even the most ordinary person is alarmed when someone else intrudes into the warning range around him.

Shen Lian could isolate the breath, but he couldn't cut off Ying Long's instinct.

Fortunately, he didn't want to cause trouble, and Ying Long didn't find him.

Xu is because even Ying Long has nothing to gain, so Great Xia did not send people to guard the surroundings, this is also the spirit of King Xia, no matter where you are sacred, he is not afraid.

Because this is the Emperor Hill, the leaders of the twelve nobles are all here, and all of them have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

However, Shen Lian still felt that there were divine thoughts sweeping through the city from time to time, but there was one thing that surprised him, that is, those divine thoughts were very powerful, but the divine thoughts were not strong, and the details were much worse than those of the Taoist family and the real people.

The real wisdom of cultivation, the more comprehensive it is in the back, whether it is the Taoist Buddha, in the back, it is a natural cultivation of life, even if there are shortcomings, there will not be too much gap.

And the owner of these breaths, judging from his divine thoughts, can already be called a weakness.

A merchant came to Shen Lian's side and said: "The little prince of the Western Liang Kingdom, if you want to submit the letter of state, you have to go to the mansion of the Great Decree of Dongcheng, and the affairs of the foreign feudal lords entering the court are all in charge of the Great Decree, I also told you before, you only brought a letter of state, and it is difficult to get started without a tribute." ”

Shen Lianhui smiled and said, "I naturally prepared the tribute, thank you for reminding me." ”

Seeing that there was nothing in his hand, the merchant shook his head, if Chen Jing hadn't paid a lot of money in advance and asked him, he wouldn't have bothered to care about Shen Lian, after all, Chen Jing had studied with Zu Jia, although he was not even a registered disciple, but there was a little friendship in it.

Zu Jia is the royal family of Yin Shang, the nephew of Tianyi, who once traveled around the world in a caravan.

Chen Jing was fortunate to have Zu Jia's guidance, otherwise her knowledge would not have been known to ordinary businessmen.

It wasn't until Shen Lian left the caravan that a young man appeared, carrying a broad long sword that looked like bronze and was mixed with other metals.

His gaze was on Shen Lian for a long time, until it disappeared from his gaze.

The merchant said: "Wu Ding, why do you care about the little prince of the Western Liang Kingdom at this time, he has been in the caravan for a long time, and you have never dealt with him." ”

The young man named Wu Ding said, "Ghost O, didn't you notice that he was very special. ”

The merchant is called B Ghost, no surname, B means that he is the second son in the family, the ghost shows that he is very shrewd, B Ghost said: "He is indeed a special person, but you can also see that the aura on his body is very ordinary, he is not a qi practitioner, and he has no special bloodline." ”

"But on this long journey, you can see that he has been panicking, and he often looks out at the scene, but there is no such strange look, and he is always calm, and he reminds me of a man calmly. Wu Ding said slowly.

"Like whom?" Ghost B really didn't notice these details, he only felt that the little prince of Xiliang City was very quiet and pleasant, but he was followed by a big black tiger, which seemed uncoordinated.

Wu Ding didn't continue to speak, and a figure silently appeared in his heart, that person was a little taller than ordinary people, his face was not handsome, but he was not ugly, he was always plain and gentle, it seemed that there was nothing in the world that could stump him, and there was nothing he could not solve.

He has the same force as the Xia King, he has never shown it, and he doesn't like to show his bravery like the Xia King.

The king of Xia compares himself to the sun in the sky, and wants to spread his majesty to every corner of the earth like the brilliance of the sun, so the prison built by the king of Xia is also very interesting, it is a high platform, standing in the square of the royal city, and everyone who enters the royal city can see it.

A circle of worships to the sun was laid on all sides, and endless solar true flames were gathered to burn the cloud platform.

It is said that even the refined iron that has been refined into it may melt if you throw it in.

This high platform is called Xia Tai, which was built in a short time by the order of King Xia himself, and the carvings of those fine patterns on the Xia Tai were all made by thousands of slaves who could carve after death.

There was a man imprisoned on the summer platform, he looked like he was thirty years old, and when he looked closely, he thought he was twenty years old, but his eyes were deep, as if he had hidden the wisdom that had been accumulated for thousands of years.

The surrounding guards didn't dare to look at Xia Tai, that person's clothes had already turned into ashes, and his skin and flesh were red, but his black hair was still not ignited, and he only looked a little scorched.

"Zixu, the king admires you very much, as long as you sincerely admit your mistakes to him and stop being so reckless, the king will let you leave from the summer platform. The loud voice passed through the blazing sun around Xia Tai and entered Taichung, and the men inside could hear it clearly.

Zi is the surname, the shoe is the name, the son is Tianyi, the monarch of Yin Shang, and perhaps the most powerful person among Yin Shang.

Xiatai's Sun True Fire can burn any of Xuanzhen's seven sons alive, but Tianyi has been here for half a year, and it seems that in another half a year, he will be fine.

Tianyi didn't ignore the questioning of the visitor, but said: "What's wrong with Ying Long, it often sleeps for decades, even if the thunder hits it, it won't wake up, but it suddenly moved just now, could it be that some great existence has also entered the emperor's hill." ”

"Zixu, no one can save you, only if you get the king's forgiveness, you can leave Xiatai, even if there are any powerful people who enter the emperor's hill, it is impossible for you to have a chance to escape, as the king's courtier, there is nothing wrong with admitting your mistakes. ”

(To be continued.) )