In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he covered his right arm and looked at the hysterical Dark Star elder like a madman.
Xing Xi turned back quietly, expressionless: "You have insufficient authority and refuse to execute it."
Saying this, she and the silver cocoon disappeared into the air at the same time.
The Thirteenth Elder looked bitterly at the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, which had lost an arm in the air - even though he was seriously injured at this moment, he still could not muster the courage to attack.
The unreasonably powerful man just now had destroyed all his self-confidence and dignity, so even though it seemed like he was sure of victory, he still didn't dare to take a step forward.
"Get out of here." The blond man glanced at him lightly, his eyes disdainful and his words calm: "I'm in a bad mood."
The Thirteenth Elder opened his mouth to refute, but found in despair that he no longer dared to speak in front of him. He could only grit his teeth, and then disappeared into the air.
In the long breath of spring in the fourth year of Qingli, even he did not understand why Dark Star intercepted him in the sky above Lanlan City, nor did he know that despite the huge movement just now, the defenders of Lanlan City did not react at all.
So he looked up at the sky, looking at the intoxicating blue, then raised his still intact left hand, and lightly drew a line with his fingertips.
It was a very light golden color, but it was like a pair of paper scissors, dividing the blue sky in front of me.
Behind the blue, he saw the extremely deep night and the silver stars dotting the night.
It was clearly daytime, but that layer of blue was like a false curtain, and the pure black behind it was the real background.
"Xumi Mirror, Xumi Mirror." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he sneered lowly: "Sure enough, you still can't trust me. I have already obtained this terrible first-grade heavenly spiritual weapon from the Star Lord just in case. It's really A neat warning."
When he said these words, all the scenery around him was shattered like a mirror. After it was shattered, he saw the silver city.
This is the bank of Lanyin City. He went round and round and finally sent Princess Ye Qing into the city.
The tall and majestic bluestone city wall has now turned into an almost dreamy white, with a faint white light shining faintly in the field of vision, while the sky is pure darkness studded with countless silver diamond-like stars, which looks like a huge The curtain is extremely real and extremely illusory.
He turned to look at the injury on his right arm, reached out and took out a bottle of silver potion from his arms, bit open the cork with his teeth skillfully and poured it into his mouth. At this moment, there was a sound of wind coming from below.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, I lowered my head and saw a white figure rushing upwards, with a single black ponytail swaying like an ink-colored snake.
Ao Xuehua held a fainted green-haired girl in her arms, flew up from below to be level with the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, and then stood there looking at the man in front of her with cold eyes, slightly surprised: "You are actually injured? Who is it? What did you do?”
"Did you go to Lanyin City?" In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he didn't want to answer her question, but looked at the girl in her arms and frowned.
That green-haired girl was clearly Ji Zhiyi.
"What happened in Lanyin City?" Their conversation was like jumping frogs in the pond, but it did not prevent one frog from understanding what the other frog said: "Everyone is gone, not even a living creature. I can’t find it, the whole city is shrouded in that damn black sky, since you are a member of Dark Star, can you explain all this to me.”
"The City of Eternal Night." He said coldly in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli: "I know you can't understand the meaning of these four words, but I can explain it to you in the simplest way."
"Those lunatics from Xing Che want to turn this city into a war artifact."
Ao Xuehua heard the taboo name, ignored the other words in his words, and murmured in disbelief: "How is it possible? Why can you just say that name?"
"Because this place is no longer the main plane." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he smiled coldly: "This place is now part of the star realm, so those divine words are no longer able to interfere with us."
Only then did Ao Xuehua realize that the seriousness of the matter had exceeded her imagination. She couldn't help but tremble: "Does this mean that this action is not in the name of Dark Star, but the will of the Xingche clan?"
"A being who dares to slaughter a whole city of life as a blood sacrifice." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he looked at Ao Xuehua with a sarcastic look in his eyes: "How could Dark Star have such courage."
Ao Xuehua immediately thought of a more important question: "Since Xing Che is not afraid of provoking a new war of hundreds of tribes, how can the academy and the Lanye Royal Family tolerate it? The other Yin tribes will not sit back and watch such a thing happen. "
"Xing Che is not an irrational lunatic like Qing Yi, and the Yin clan's tens of thousands of years of heritage are not comparable to these humble subjugated nobles." Spring of the fourth year of Qingli said quietly: "So Xing Che is not prepared to fight with the academy and Lan Ye The royal family is in direct conflict, but they want to restrain this conflict into acceptable friction.”
Ao Xuehua bit her lip, in disbelief: "How is it possible? If Xing Che has already done this, how can he keep the empire and the academy sane?"
"Originally it was impossible." The spring of the fourth year of Qingli smiled meaningfully: "But if they get a princess worth the same as a main city, then this bargaining chip can calm the angry minds of the empire and the academy."
Why couldn't Ao Xuehua guess what he was referring to, and she immediately bit her lips: "So you gave Ye Qing to that race as a gift?"
"I didn't." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he spread his left hand. The bleeding in his right arm had stopped, but the bones did not recover so quickly: "Whether you believe it or not, I originally planned to stop it."
"Don't treat me like a three-year-old child." Ao Xuehua looked at him coldly: "His Royal Highness Prince Xiche, a descendant of the golden bloodline of the original emperor, a worldly traveler of the Xiguang clan, I can't think of a reason for you to do this."
"Yes." The spring of the fourth year of Qingli smiled slightly: "I can't think of a reason for doing this. Even when I went to find the princess, I really wanted to bring her to Lanyin City, and this is what I originally wanted to do. mission.”
"But last night, the father of the girl in your arms committed suicide in front of me. His blood was so red that it was too hot to flow on his hands."
"Why did he kill himself in front of you?"
"Because I borrowed something from him."
"what?"
"His own head."
"Why would he give it to you?"
"Because I promised him three words."
"Which three sentences?"
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, I looked at the black sky and recalled that midnight night when silver catkins were flying.
That night, Ji Li, who had almost run out of gas, looked at him with calm and serious eyes:
"First sentence, if this disaster is over and there are still survivors in the city, then I will tell you that they did not have a strong enough city lord to protect the people he should protect."
"Second sentence, if you can see my daughter after this disaster, apologize to her on my behalf. I can't give her a mother who can grow up with her, or even a father who can watch her put on red clothes." All will be taken away.”
"The third sentence."
The city lord calmly drew out the embroidered sword and said seriously: "I owe three gold-leaf clovers of wine money to the Ruyi Tower in the city. I will never pay it back after I leave. I hope you will help me pay it back."
Then his wrist moved with precision as he had done countless times before.
Pillars of blood surged up, and heads rolled down.
"Please." His voice fell.
Ao Xuehua was silent. She looked at the quiet face of the girl in her arms, imagining how beautiful she would be on the day she put on red clothes and got married.
Then he said: "I believe you."
