The wind made the window lattice whine.
The tea in the room has gone cold.
Xin Zhuo put his hands behind his back and looked out the window at the rolling imperial capital buildings. Senior sister Gongsun Li had just left. She found out the general location of Sandao Mountain. She was tired from these years and decided to go to Sandao Mountain to find a safe place. Living in seclusion in the mountains and rivers, waiting for the return of the master and his wife.
She didn't ask Xin Zhuo if he wanted to go, obviously knowing that Xin Zhuo couldn't go.
Xin Zhuo was indeed unable to go, Ji Yaoyue refused, and Xue Ji and Su Miaojin also sent letters warning them not to leave the imperial capital.
Many people think that the war of all races is over, but this is not the case. The ancestors with the highest fighting power on Sandao Mountain cannot tell the winner, so it is difficult to say!
With Xin Zhuo guarding southern Xinjiang for twenty years and the previous shocking killing in front of the Qiongxiao Imperial Capital, a quarter of the masters of the foreign race died in his hands, and the ancestors of the foreign race wanted to kill them immediately.
After leaving Daqian Imperial Capital, no one dared to guarantee his safety.
Therefore, Xin Zhuo temporarily stayed in the imperial capital and became the most leisurely person in the world!
He stretched out, disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he had arrived at the Xianxian Building of Tianzi No. 1 Restaurant in Zhuangyuanfang in the city.
Pushing open the private room on the 18th floor, a group of people inside immediately stood up: "The boss, hahaha, we are all in Fulongshan, do you want to do something big?"
It was Cui Ying'er, Huang Dagui, Bai Jianxi, Han Qiniang, Han Jiulang and Murong Xiu who appeared from nowhere.
Back then, Fulongshan's group was only one short of Xiao Huang!
The group of people all have deep auras at this moment, and their appearance has long changed. They are all masters of martial arts, and after being trained twice by Wangyuejing, they all have some innate magical powers that outsiders don't know. They can fight against aliens without dying. This In the past twenty years, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, reaching the lowest level of quasi-sacred realm.
Xin Zhuo felt a little embarrassed. Things were different and people were different. It was weird. Taking them to rob? But he was somewhat moved in his heart and said with a smile: "It can be discussed!"
Everyone laughed.
Xin Zhuo glanced around: "Where is Lao Xin?"
To be honest, Xin Zhuo's feelings for Xin Aotian, his grandfather back then, were deeper than those of Ji Jiuwei.
Cui Ying'er suppressed her smile and said: "Haizhu went to the Northeast, and he has an old relationship with Yuan Xian..."
"Jiusi Hai was the supreme inheritance under the great emperor at that time, used to resist the aliens. Now it has been destroyed. There is no great emperor in the world. Such a big thing happened. Not even a supreme old monster has returned. I don't know what to do in the future!"
Bai Jian sighed, raised his orchid finger and said, "No one understands the Lord of the Sea better than me. He wants to open another door. If that doesn't work, let's build a holy cave to play with someday!"
Xin Zhuo said: "You... also want to leave immediately?"
Cui Ying'er nodded: "Go follow the Sea Lord immediately. What will happen in the future? Besides, I'll have a drink with you before I leave."
Murong Xiu rubbed his nose and said, "There is no need for me in Yuheng Holy Land. I will go with them. Do you want the boss to go?"
Everyone looked at it together, their eyes burning, and this was their true intention.
Xin Zhuo knocked on the table and said with a smile: "You go first, I will think about it later!"
A group of people looked at each other, a little disappointed.
Cui Ying'er said: "Haizhu knew you would not go. He said your path was different. He also said..."
After a pause: "Be careful!"
The latter sentence is very strong.
Xin Zhuo frowned.
Han Qiniang had already raised her cup carelessly, her delicate face full of boldness, and said: "Fulong Village's done it!"
"You yo-yo, do it!" Huang Dagui also said.
Everyone raised their glasses, drank it all in one gulp, and then talked about what happened in Fulong Mountain back then. One glass after another, the more they talked about it, the more they felt about it, and the more they talked about it, the more difficult it was to recall the past.
If it hadn't been for the story of Flowers in the Mirror, everyone would have had a different ending. Now that we talk about it again, it always feels a little less interesting.
Things in this world are actually like this. Who can tell what will happen in the future?
As night fell, everyone who had drunk three hundred altars of immortals had left.
Xin Zhuo staggered back from seeing him off outside the city gate. When he arrived at the palace, the lights were bright, and the eunuchs and maids passed by in a hurry. They all saluted respectfully: "Your Highness!"
The smell of alcohol on his body dissipated instantly, his eyes were as bright as fire, and Cui Ying'er's "be careful" kept echoing in his mind.
On the mountain...
He stopped, took out a brand new Yin Stone, and quickly passed some orders to Gou Xian's group of people who had also left Daqian Imperial Capital.
He had never believed in this Broken Sandao Mountain.
In this catastrophe of all races, what he did was too dazzling, but he had no choice but to do things randomly. It is the characteristic of the master of Wangyue Well. If he is not dazzling, how can he achieve the current level of the great sage?
But once there is a change on the mountain, he must be prepared.
"Your Highness the Lord!"
Feng Shuning came over in a hurry and saluted: "Your Majesty has been waiting in the Jiulong Hall for a long time!"
"knew."
Xin Zhuo nodded, his figure flashed, and he entered the Kowloon Palace in the blink of an eye. The curtains in the palace were fluttering, sandalwood was curling, and dozens of palace lanterns were bright and dazzling.
A red figure rushed toward him with a fragrant wind, hugged his neck, had an exquisite face, a little beauty mark on the edge of her lips, and her eyes were as bright as autumn water, and said: "Where have you gone?" Crunch——”
The palace door was closed, and Feng Shuning, Princess Wuyou and others hurriedly left.
Xin Zhuo picked up Ji Yaoyue by the waist and said with a smile, "How do you feel today?"
Ji Yaoyue lazily squirmed her slender waist and said, "It's still the same, and I can't move at all!"
Xin Zhuo blinked: "Can I have a baby?"
Ji Yaoyue's face turned red, she wrinkled her nose, she came closer, her eyes were as charming as silk, and she exhaled like a blue breath: "What do you think?
"Did you eat candy?"
"Haha, I asked the female officer to go out and buy the sweet potato candies and sesame cakes you like to try."
"No wonder it feels familiar."
Xin Zhuo placed her on the dragon couch, sat cross-legged beside her, and said seriously: "What will be the final outcome on the mountain?"
Ji Yaoyue's face changed slightly, she frowned and thought for a while: "It's hard to say! One thing I just learned is that the Zhongyuan Heavenly Tower was not broken open by the ancestors of the alien race on their own!"
Xin Zhuo looked at her: "What do you mean?"
Ji Yaoyue thought about it for a long time before saying, "Your master, the Medical Emperor, and Jiang Taixu, the ancestor of the Jiang family on the mountain, opened it!"
Xin Zhuo was shocked, Jiang Taixu?
Jiang's first person in the Mirror, he was the one who built the Longevity Village. Many of the warriors who faked their deaths back then were due to his methods.
The master, the medical emperor, has also been hiding in the mirror for a long time!
Could there be any relationship between these two people?
Ji Yaoyue added: "Besides, I can also tell you that your master, the Medical Emperor, was imprisoned on the mountain, but Jiang Taixu was not blamed. No one knows what happened specifically!
The fighting on the mountain actually stopped ten years ago, and the ancestors of the foreign race and the ancestors of Sandao Mountain are playing chess at the moment!
Use the world, the people, and the billions of warriors as chess pieces! It’s been raining for ten years!
This is what the ancestor of the Ji family told me in a letter. As the first emperor of heaven and earth, I am qualified to know, and I am the only one who knows it. I am about to discuss it with you! "
Xin Zhuo was silent. He felt that this matter was a bit nonsense. In his previous life, it was said that saints were unkind and treated everything in the world like a stupid dog! Could it be that it is perfectly interpreted in this world?
What does twenty years of fighting life and death mean?
Ji Yaoyue said: "I'm afraid things will change and become ridiculous and pitiful!"
Xin Zhuo remained silent.
Ji Yaoyue looked at him: "Ten days later, if there is no more news, you and I will go into the underground abyss, stay in seclusion for a hundred years, and leave it to Ji Pixuan to reforge Daqian. If we come out again after a hundred years, let him not care about the flood!"
Xin Zhuo smiled, pinched her cheek and said, "Okay!"
Ji Yaoyue looked at his expression carefully and saw that he had no far-fetched intentions. She smiled, stretched out her slender and jade-like legs, placed them on his knees, waved her hand and lowered the curtain, saying, "I have The ancestors of the family have discussed that you and I will have a son as soon as possible and establish him as the prince of the Daqian Holy Dynasty. When he grows up, he will be the second emperor of the Daqian Holy Dynasty. At that time, you and I will travel around various regions to pursue the way to immortality at the end of the martial arts!"
Xin Zhuo said in surprise: "You will give up on being the human emperor of a region? Isn't this your lifelong wish?"
Ji Yaoyue rolled her eyes at him: "I will be the emperor of heaven, earth and human beings in this life, and I will not change it for the rest of my life, but who says I can't pass on the throne to his heirs?"
Xin Zhuo was a little embarrassed: "However, I seem to have some problems with my practice. Your Majesty, do you know where I can find a cure for infertility?"
"puff……"
Ji Yaoyue couldn't help laughing and lay on the dragon quilt.
…
The sky was gloomy and it started to drizzle again.
Xin Zhuo stood on the steps in front of Jiulong Palace and watched Jiulong spit out water.
Ji Yaoyue had already taken Feng Shuning and others to Sheji Palace to handle government affairs.
It was quiet all around, and there were not even half a palace maid or eunuch.
The palaces and gardens nearby are deep and secluded, and the imperial capital buildings in the distance are endlessly decorated with glazed wings.
He suddenly felt uneasy.
He has always been sensitive to danger.
Did the results come out on the mountain?
After thinking for a while, he walked into the rain and headed to Sheji Palace.
At this moment, the stone in his waist suddenly became hot. When he took it out and took a look, his expression changed.
It was sent by Gou Xianzi, with only one line: "You guessed it, there has been a change, leave, leave this area!"
Xin Zhuo's face darkened, and he arrived at the Sheji Palace. At this moment, the entire palace suddenly collapsed and fell into the underground abyss.
A figure exuding a terrifying aura stood above the palace, looking at it with his hands behind his back.
Ji Yaoyue's angry roar came from the collapsed palace: "Ancestor, it's unfair on the mountain. Why is it like this? Husband, run away now!"
It's not that miserable. When Xin Zhuo comes back, isn't it true that all great characters have a bumpy journey? Without a lifetime of killing, where would the eternal light of enlightenment come from?
You’ve all seen this, keep reading, what’s behind is awesome, I got high first!
