In the farewell dream of the Red Mansion, flowers bloom in all seasons, but red is the most beautiful.
A Xiyinqin plays a song of misty lovesickness.
Boil a pot of warm wine and drink a cup of dreamy and dreamy things.
One song after another, one drink after another, like clouds and mist, like a dream.
Time flies by and half a month has come.
The name-conferring platform, the name-conferring platform, was where Emperor Xuanyuan used to confer the lords of cities in the world. Today, the naming ceremony is held again.
The lords of all the cities in the world have come to Xuanyuan Holy City to sit on the famed platform. There are 213 seats, 27 are missing, and the rest are waiting for the appearance of Emperor Xuanyuan.
On the naming stage, there are two other seats, one is the throne where Emperor Xuanyuan sits, and the other is the phoenix seat.
Zuo Mingfei, the lord of Mingshuang City, was sitting in his seat at the back, staring at Lang Jingtao, the lord of Beitao City, and Huo Lie, the lord of Lihuo City not far away, gritting his teeth and resenting the sworn hatred for the city.
Sitting next to him was Yun Zhongyue, the lord of Yunding City.
There were also other weak city lords in the field who stared at the city lord who invaded them.
In the middle of the scorching sun, the time has come, and nine bells are ringing to start the ceremony of the naming ceremony.
At this time, red clouds suddenly appeared in the sky. Above the red clouds, a person came with her head held high. It was the Red Lady, wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown. She descended majestically from the sky and landed on the phoenix throne of the famous platform.
The lords of the cities below all stood up and worshiped: "See the Holy Aunt."
The red lady waved her sleeves and said in a loud voice: "Without courtesy, I will give you a seat."
"Thank you, Holy Aunt."
Everyone sat down together. Emperor Xuanyuan had not arrived yet. There must be a hidden secret, and some ambitious people felt fluctuations in their hearts.
A city lord stood up and said, "May I ask the holy lady, where is Emperor Xuanyuan?"
The red lady said nothing, thinking to herself: "Is there anyone absent?"
When the city lord saw this, he sat down angrily, "Little holy lady, I am only granted the title because of your identity as Emperor Xuanyuan's sister. How can I give you face?"
The attendant who registered at the naming platform came forward and replied: "Holy Aunt Qi, there are one hundred and eighty-six people coming, twenty-four city lords have recently died, and no one has taken over yet, and three more city lords have not arrived yet."
"Which three?"
The attendant replied: "Ye Huihong, the Lord of Baiyun City, Dugu Buming, the Lord of Wushuang City, and Shao Fenghua, the Lord of Xueyue City."
The red lady slapped the phoenix throne fiercely, and everyone below was shocked. She said: "If you don't obey the phoenix's order, are you bullying the female maidens of the phoenix? Come on, capture these three people quickly. If they dare to resist, they will be killed."
As soon as he finished speaking, three lights and shadows suddenly shot into the sky, pointing directly at the three cities.
The red lady asked again: "How did the twenty-four city lords die?"
Everyone below was silent and did not want to show off. Seeing this, the attendant stepped forward and said: "Reporting to Holy Aunt, seventeen city lords died in the battle between the two cities, and four others are missing. Their whereabouts are still unknown. They may have died." In an unexpected incident, the remaining three were assassinated and the murderer was not caught.”
The red lady tapped her fingers on the phoenix throne and said leisurely: "City battles, disappearances, assassinations, OK, very exciting. Guhuang is yearning for it when she hears it. Come on, who will tell Guhuang the interesting things about city battles? Who? first come?"
She looked at the city lords below. Some were calm and composed, some were suppressing laughter and watching the excitement, some were scratching their heads, and some were sullen. It was true that the various aspects of life were clearly displayed.
In the depressing atmosphere, time ticks by in the sound of the red lady's fingers tapping. The tapping sound has a melody that seems to touch people's hearts.
Suddenly a person stood up, feeling uncertain and affected, and said with a stern expression: "Since ancient times, the strong has been respected, and the winner is the king. Those three idiots are obviously very weak in strength, but they still provoked me. They deserve to be punished." I will kill his people and take his city."
Many city lords secretly scolded his stupid teammates for not knowing whether to live or die, and some even laughed happily.
The red lady applauded and said, "Okay, very good, tell the girl your name."
The man said: "This city lord, Liusha City..."
Before he finished speaking, he was shocked to see a sharp sword inserted into his chest. The sharp sword took him straight into the sky. The sword light turned and blood rained down on him. Dozens of city lords avoided him and were covered in blood.
The sharp sword flew back and was inserted into the naming platform. The blade of the sword was emitting light and there was no trace of blood. However, the city lords did not dare to look down upon it, so the sword was named: Xuanyuan Sword.
This is the sword of Emperor Xuanyuan. He has killed countless enemies with it. It not only inherits the name of the Emperor's Sword, it is full of peace, but also sheds countless blood and has restrained murderous intent.
The red lady smiled and said: "What a saying: The strong is respected and the winner is king. It's very interesting. Who else?"
No one dared to answer, no one dared to answer. For a moment, the naming stage was silent.
Yun Zhongyue sighed with emotion. In the past, she only knew about the reputation of Emperor Xuanyuan, and thought that the holy aunt could only achieve this status because of Emperor Xuanyuan. She did not expect that he could be so ruthless and decisive in his methods. All the city lords present looked down upon him. He was worthy of being on this throne. The person with the phoenix throne.
Emperor Xuanyuan set up the phoenix throne, obviously to deal with this moment.
There are still many city lords who are aware of this, and at the same time they are happy: the Saint Aunt's cultivation is not as high as that of Emperor Xuanyuan, and she is not unmatched, so their camp can still confront her and suppress her.
The holy girl Red Lady closed her eyes and leaned on the phoenix throne, as if she was asleep.
Some of the city lords below are in a state of confusion, and some are restless.
In the blink of an eye, it was dark, and no one dared to move. In the blink of an eye, it was dawn, and no one dared to move.
This is the effect of killing one person to serve as a warning to others.
Suddenly, a man with a sword came from a distance and landed on the naming platform. It was the guest in purple. He said: "Holy aunt, luckily you have fulfilled your fate and have escorted the Lord of Baiyun City, Ye Huihong."
The red lady opened her eyes, rubbed her forehead and said, "Where is he?"
"here."
I saw a sword energy falling behind the guest in purple, flying from the sky. On the sword energy, there was a head, eyes wide open, full of unwillingness.
The red lady smiled and said: "The Lord of Baiyun City is here, everyone welcomes him."
Those who are in trouble such as Lang Jing Tao and Huo Lie have sweat dripping from their foreheads for fear of being liquidated.
At this time, another chuckle came from outside the naming stage, and Zhou Xuehai came talking and laughing with someone.
The visitor knelt down and said, "The guilty minister, Shao Fenghua, the Lord of Xueyue City, kowtows to the holy aunt and asks the holy aunt to punish me."
"The beacon is rising, why don't you come?"
Shao Fenghua said: "Outside Xueyue City, the accumulated snow suddenly melted. The water rushed down and the river rose. Xueyue City was in danger and perished. The guilty officials were busy saving the people of the city, so they did not come here."
"Is it true?"
Zhou Xuehai said: "Back to Saint Aunt, I went to check it out in person. Brother Fenghua's words are true. The top of Xueyue Mountain is steaming with steam, causing the snow to melt. The reason is unknown."
The holy aunt said: "Why don't you send an envoy to explain the situation?"
Shao Fenghua replied: "The guilty minister sent an envoy, but he didn't see him. I don't know what happened to him."
At this moment, a ray of light and shadow quickly passed by, throwing down one person and then disappearing.
This man was kneeling down on the naming platform, having been sealed. When everyone looked at him, they saw that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his hair was scattered, and blood was flowing from many places on his body.
Lady Hong said: "Are you the Lord of Wushuang City, Dugu Buming?"
Dugu Buming nodded and responded helplessly. He was tortured very miserably. Knowing that the devil might be staring at him not far away, he did not dare to respond.
The red lady stood up, her phoenix robe fluttering in the wind, and said domineeringly: "Come on, take these two people down and try them again at another day."
Several soldiers came and took Shao Fenghua and Dugu Buming into custody.
Zhou Xuehai and Zi Yike also left afterwards.
She added: "Please wait and listen to Guhuang. Go back and continue fighting, assassinating, and plotting. Guhuang has not yet conquered in person, and he is just thinking about how beautiful it will be. Do you understand?"
All the city lords said: "I will obey the Holy Aunt's order and do not dare to do it again."
"It's best that you know what to do and leave."
As the Holy Girl Red Lady spoke, she jumped into the air and turned into red light and left.
All the city lords left one after another, returned to their respective cities, and stayed safe. The city lords who invaded his city all evacuated and did not dare to make any move.
Zuo Mingfei returned to Mingshuang City and laughed: "Lang Jingtao, Huo Lie, come on, come and attack me, hahaha..."
The holy girl Hong Niangzi hurried back to the city lord's palace and was told that the person had left and left behind a hairpin. It was not the one she gave away, but a red one.
She clenched her hairpin and smiled, very happily.
In the wilderness, Master Zichuan and his disciples were walking. Zhou Xuehai said: "Master, you disappeared for half a month. Where did you go? Tell us."
Zichuan said: "Master said it cannot be said."
"Then do you know where the holy aunt went during this period? I couldn't find her. I want to ask her about administrative issues."
The Red Lady did have a good way of administration, and China had been basically stable for hundreds of years. Everyone in the world thought it was Emperor Xuanyuan's power, but they didn't know that it was the Red Lady who handled military and political affairs most of the time.
Zhou Xuehai not only wanted to ask her for advice, but also wanted to find out her traces.
Zichuan stared at him coldly, Zhou Xuehai felt a hair in his heart and hurriedly avoided it, thinking that he had stepped on the master's trap again.
"snort"
At the same time, in the corner of China, forces from all over the world gathered here to separate the four peaks and discuss China together.
The deputy Taoist Master of Hokkaido bowed his head and Miao Miao Sushuang Tian said: "Emperor Xuanyuan shot an arrow a few days ago. You all must have felt it. His strength is no less than before."
On another peak, Zihua, the representative of Donghai Sword Tower, said: "I saw the arrow shot from the top of the sea of clouds, but someone wants to go and have a look."
He followed the traces of his senior brother Zichuan and watched several people reach the top of the sea of clouds. A few days later, an arrow was shot.
The representative of Jiajia Mountain in Nanhai was hidden in black clothes. He said: "Forget it, no one dares to enter the Xuanyuan Emperor's dojo. The opportunity has been lost and the weather is gone. Stop now and make plans later."
Several people discussed for a while, reaffirmed the Four Seas Alliance relationship, and left one by one.
The representative of Xihai Underground Palace did not say a word during the whole process, occasionally nodding and shaking his head, sighing in his heart:
Calculation of fame and fortune
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This paragraph is over quickly, and I will write about the protagonist next. I almost forgot the name of the protagonist.
