The spring breeze pavilion is snowing heavily.

Xia Ji sat alone outside the pavilion.

In the pavilion was the somewhat stupid Prince of Demon Dragon.

Wei Zhang asked: "Teacher, are you watching the snow?"

Xia Ji doesn't say anything.

Wei Zhang's growth and development were much faster than that of an ordinary child. He raised his head again and said in a silly voice: "It's very big."

Heavy snow and extreme cold are coming to the north.

The Central Plains is still sunny and warm.

At the seaside of the giant snake, the gravel is like lost jewelry, shining with light, and the winding dark lines are like a silver snake.

The man wearing a dark blue Dragon King mask was leaning on a huge rock, holding a trident in his arms, which was crystal clear and deep, and the sound of tides in the depths of the sea was faintly heard.

Dada dada...

The sound of footsteps comes from afar.

The man in the purple Dragon King mask leaned against the other side of the huge rock and held a long-handled dragon-shaped dark silver sword.

The two had no communication.

Obviously, I'm still waiting for someone.

I waited for about an hour.

The sound of horse hooves and bells come from afar.

A woman wearing a pink Dragon King mask walked out of the carriage. She seemed to have no time to change her clothes. She was wearing the long skirt of the palace concubine, dotted with pearls and jade, and walked in the sun, showing a kind of nobility that was admirable.

The three of them are obviously the Dragon Kings in the Dragon King Temple Fair.

It is not accidental to gather here.

The Pink Dragon King's voice was irritating: "Zheng Zhou really lost his destiny. I was like a puppet carrying him, playing around."

The Blue Dragon King didn't stand up and said strangely: "I saw this emperor when I was a child, but he didn't look like a debauchery. He looked like a wise master. Could it be that he pretended to be a pretender?"

The Pink Dragon King covered his mouth and laughed: "Of course not. He is still working hard like before. Although he is stupid, he always reviews memorials late at night, and everything is fine. Although he is still a lot short of the Lord of Revival, he cannot be denied that he is a wise emperor."

"That..."

The Pink Dragon King raised his face and showed his slender pink neck: "Illusion, who in the world can have more powerful illusion than me?"

He wanted to be a wise emperor, but he didn't even see if he was worthy or not.

If fate is not with him, no matter how hard he works, it will be a joke.

So, I let him see some hallucinations that would make him 'brutally'.

Now he is developing very well, and he will soon become a real tyrant.

Then he would fight from all directions.

Then, you will fall into madness and die...

Then, we create an era, and end the troubled times of the destiny son can sweep away the Liuhe, kill the foolish monarch, reach the Nine Five, follow the trend, and give this world a new era."

The Blue Dragon King suddenly stood up and blurted out: "Baosi, you..."

There was a little anger in his voice.

The Purple Dragon King took a step forward and said lightly: "Is Bao Si wrong? If you don't support the son of destiny to take office as soon as possible, then the world will not be pacified. The world is unstable. How can you unite and fight against the about to invade..."

The Blue Dragon King took a deep breath, closed his eyes speechless.

The Purple Dragon King said: "Xiang Ye, you should teach Chen'er. Chen'er is progressing very quickly, so fast that even I am shocked. At this moment next year, he is afraid that he will be able to come out of the mountain.

Then you can grow up quickly through this troubled world. What variables, the demon dragon, the seven evil spirits of the Greedy Wolf are just Chen'er's whetstones."

Chen'er, the son of destiny they discovered, Wei Longchen.

The Blue Dragon King Xiang Ye lowered his head and said nothing.

Bao Si, wearing the pink Dragon King mask, laughed sweetly and said, "King Xiang Long, go and see Chen'er. We all have something to do. You can't be empty and wandering on the sea every day, right?

Chen'er's progress is too fast. Go and make a relationship with him as a master and disciple. When he becomes supreme and follows the destiny in the future, it will be a great merit for you.

I know, you think I used illusion to encourage growth.

But wasn’t this Great Zhou overthrowed by Chen'er?

Isn’t that the Demon Dragon Prince, the variable, just killed by Chen'er?

This is the fate of heaven, and it doesn't matter how they think.

We just make this uncontrollable.

Maybe the Emperor of Zhou was indeed the wise ruler, so what?

For the sake of the people of the world, he can only be sacrificed, right?

You seem generous, but you are too indecisive, a woman's kindness..."

Xiang Ye snorted coldly: "Okay, listen to you, I'll go find Wei Longchen! I'll teach him to come out of the mountain as soon as possible, so that he can destroy the Jiuding Palace, the Regent of Wei State across the Long River, and the demon dragon who was born to whetstone for him."

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The Demon Dragon Prince was imitating Xia Ji.

He inserted a knife that was almost the same shape as him, standing in the snow.

The two of them have been together in the daytime, and have been practicing swords together for three days.

"All the skills in the world are just opportunities for you to understand. But opportunities do not only exist in the trajectory of killing, but also in the world."

Xia Ji raised his hand, "Only by the heaven and earth, and by the principles of all things, then he can understand a trace of Tao."

The stupid boy was thinking, but he still didn't understand and looked confused.

Xia Ji suddenly stood up.

Wei Zhang also stood up.

The Regent raised his palm and the long sword inserted into the ground flew over and fell into his hands.

The Demon Dragon Prince hurried over, pulled out the knife with both hands, and then tried his best to adjust the posture similar to Xia Ji.

"Look, a hundred tricks are transformed into one, this is the knife.

But with thousands of moves, it still has the same knife.

Every knife I take seems to be the same, but it is a concise move and an opportunity for Tao.”

Wei Zhang seemed to be thinking.

Xia Ji pulled a little further, "I don't need true energy, and I don't even take the initiative to attack. Come and try it."

The Demon Dragon Prince nodded heavily and then opened the distance.

As soon as he entered the battle, his eyes suddenly flashed with a ruthlessness and cruelty that was completely different from his child.

The heavy snow swayed and blew between the two.

Silver syrup was blown off from the mattress.

"ah!!"

Wei Zhang came out of the knife.

I have to say that this child is extremely talented.

At some point, Han Chan was standing respectfully on the side of the arch, looking at the children in the snow.

This child is also her relative.

Although it is a monster.

But isn't she an alternative?

"One hundred styles!"

Wei Zhang's sword has many backhands hidden, which seems to be stable in the air, but it is unstable. This sword has hundreds of possibilities, making people feel that it is a fight or a false move, and ignoring it may be a killer move, and blocking it may change the move.

Even in a trance, this strange feeling of being far and near will arise.

Han Chan smiled and said softly: "Zhang'er is such a talented monster. Since the prince promised not to use true energy and not to take the initiative to attack, will he be troubled by a little?"

Xia Ji frowned.

He frowned because he noticed that this move was powerful.

On the contrary, he felt that the child was not progressing fast enough.

After following me for three days, I was so capable?

So, he swung it out with a casual knife.
To be continued...