Along the way, Xia Yan once again witnessed his gray hair losing control.

As long as someone passes by, the white hair will be lengthened and shoot seven or eight meters away.

Although he couldn't ejaculate, he was staring at the person like a greedy child who saw candy.

But Xia Yan carefully maintained a distance from all those passing by,

Evil spirits also create illusions that can deceive ordinary people.

So it didn't cause any confusion.

Whoosh~~

The wheelchair was in Ninghe Palace, where four red paper men guarded the four directions to prevent ordinary people from accidentally entering and discovering Ye Long's body.

Xia Yan opened the door,

The wheelchair slowly drove in.

Obviously no one has been here, and Ye Long's broken body is still embedded in the gravel.

Xia Yan's eyes had just turned to his eyes, and his white hair had already shot out, rooted in his flesh and blood, sucking the remaining vitality of life hungryly.

Xia Yan ignored what he did with his out-of-control gray hair and looked up at the wall.

On the wall, a black bow hangs obliquely beside the bronze mirror.

This black bow is made of a kind of burnt black hardwood, unlike an ordinary thing, and it has been hanging on the wall of Xia Yan's bedroom, whether in the prince's mansion or at this time in the palace.

Xia Yan looked at it, and memories flashed in front of his eyes.

In the golden sunshine, the boy in the wheelchair looked excitedly at the shaking cavalry in the distance.

The iron hooves ran like thunder, and the cavalry held a large bow in their hands and ran back and forth on the shooting range.

The big bow in their hands bent into a full moon, the arrows flew like meteors, and the sound of clattering came from the target dozens of steps away, as if the tiny drum beats on people's hearts, making people feel excited.

When the emperor inspecting the barracks saw the boy's eyes shining, he laughed and asked someone to take his favorite bow, then handed it to Xia Yan and told him, "Son, this is yours."

From that day on, Xia Yan began to practice archery very hard, but when he was practicing arrows at the shooting range, an arrow flew past his neck and almost killed him.

The emperor was furious and sent someone to search, but the thunder was loud and the rain was small, just because there were many shadows of his royal brothers behind this arrow. If they were to investigate, it would be very important.

Later, his elder brother Xia Sheng refused to let him practice arrows, so the black bow also became an ornament, an evidence that he "had a dream before."

Smack~~

A soft sound called back his thoughts.

The red paper man held the burnt-tailed black bow and jumped back to Xia Yan's arms. Another red paper man hugged a arrow and hung it next to the wheelchair.

Xia Yan grabbed the black bow and gently stroked it. The bow body was cold and the texture was heavy.

"It's still a little bit."

Xia Yan raised his left hand and gently stroked the black bow with his five fingers...

An "urge to let everything belong to your own world" rises.

Xia Yan touched the black bow.

The black bow did not collapse into a small ball like the book, but was dyed with a mysterious gray color. Even if it was held in front of you, it felt a sense of hazy feeling that was unreal.

He obeyed this feeling and suddenly put a black bow on his back.

The black bow turned into a black light and rushed into his eyebrows.

At the same time, the function of this black bow became clear in his heart.

Xia Yan was not panicked because he felt that the black bow was actually stored in his eyebrows.

And if he wants to take it out, just think about it.

He heard Bai Yumo say that there are magic weapons and magic weapons in this world, and only magic weapons can be stored in the soul.

I actually found a magic weapon with my left hand?

But the price is obviously not small.

He turned his head and looked at the bronze mirror, feeling that the pale hair between his black hair was already very obvious, and hundreds of them were evenly mixed into the black hair.

He withdrew his gaze and no longer looked at his appearance at this time, but murmured: "When the palace matters come, I will go directly to Taixu Immortal Sect."

Xia Yan silently looked at every corner of the palace through the eyes of the red paper man. He saw the elder brother who was still comparing memorials in the study, the queen who was reluctant to leave in the courtyard, and the palace from different perspectives.

This time I went, I was farewell forever. Now I am just a last look at this deep palace.

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched, because a scene appeared in a villain's sight:

A palace maid fell in a pool of blood, and another palace maid was kneeling on the ground tremblingly, begging for mercy.

Opposite her were three men, one of whom was Uncle Zhao who stopped Bai Yumo last night, and the other two were wearing robes of the disciples of the Taixu Immortal Sect.

Xia Yan felt anger burning.

Come whenever you want, kill whenever you want. Is this the Taixu Immortal Sect?

And the words in the distance were being passed into his ears through the red paper man.

"Don't you say it yet? Where are those three wild species?"

"Tell me quickly, I can save your life if I say it."

"I hate you mortals who are ignorant of the times the most."

However, the palace maid who was kneeling and trembling was a bit tough, obviously she had received the kindness of the emperor, so she would rather die than say anything at this time.

She just lowered her head, shivered all over, and said tremblingly, "Three immortal chiefs, I don't know, I am just cleaning this palace."

And at this moment, a sound came from the other side.

"Uncle Zhao, I found many footprints in my appearance and went towards the wall... It seems that behind the wall there should be a secret room, and the three beasts must be hiding in the secret room."

"good!"

Uncle Zhao looked indifferent, raised his fingers slightly, and the flying sword was unsheathed, turning into a cold light, shooting towards the wall in the distance.

At the same time, on the roof of Ninghe Palace more than a thousand meters away, a pale boy pulled open a mysterious black bow.

Since he devoured Eunuch Tang, his skin has become as pale as bone jade. Although his hair is out of control, his body has a strange brute force. I don’t know what level he has reached, but the big bow has been easily pulled into a full moon by him.

The nine arrows were locked by the big hand, and they pointed calmly in front of them, aiming at Uncle Zhao, whom he saw through the Red Paper Man, and two disciples of the Taixu Immortal Sect.

boom!!!

The flying sword shot out, the walls were broken, revealing the secret room behind.

The autumn sun penetrates the dust and illuminates the three children shivering in the secret room.

The three children shrank in the darkness. At this time, they first saw the light, and felt extremely dazzling and raised their hands to cover it.

Bang!!!

Almost at the same time, Xia Yan's hand relaxed.

Nine pale rays of light flew out from the pale hands, like nine white rainbows to "Xia Yan saw Uncle Zhao through the Red Paper Man, and two disciples of Taixu Immortal Trace".

A strange cry of children came from the world.

at this time...

Uncle Zhao broke through the wall with a sword. The sword-controlling energy had just been interrupted, and five white rainbows appeared behind him.

The extremely strong sense of danger was like a needle pricking, and Uncle Zhao was shocked.

In the flash of lightning, he actually swept away, pulled out a shadow and moved some distance to the side.

But the five white rainbows circled around the air, followed them like shadows, and fell directly from the side of his head.

Dodolodolodolodolodolodol!

Five arrows landed on the ground, and from top to bottom, five blood holes penetrated through the Uncle Zhao.

The other two disciples of Taixu Immortal Sect were even more unbearable. Before they even finished dodging, they were nailed to death by two arrows on the wall.

Xia Chen, Xia Zhi and Xia Xue looked up blankly and looked at this strange scene in shock and confusion.

The palace maid suddenly looked up, her eyes full of surprise.

In the distance, on the glazed roof that was invisible to everyone's sight, the boy in the wheelchair was still holding a black bow, in the bleak autumn wind.

Many years ago, the scenes of soldiers on the battlefield, silver saddles and white horses, iron hooves as thunder, and the sound of bowstrings still circling in his mind.

At that time, he was still a boy, his parents were still there, and the emperor and the imperial concubine were guarding him.

Now he is still protected by Xia Sheng and Bai Yumo.

only...

"This time, I'll protect you."

Xia Yan tightly held his bow, and hundreds of evil red lights flew from afar, some flew into his arms, some ran into Ninghe Palace, took out fine wine and money to buy wine, and flew towards the pale and thin boy again.

Immediately, the four ghosts carried him eastward.

To the east is where Taixu Immortal Palace is located. Bai Yumo has said many times... Walk east, keep walking, and keep walking, you can reach Yunqing Mountain.

Taixu Immortal Palace is on Yunqing Mountain.

Xia Yan felt a little tired. He has not slept since yesterday.

Because he was afraid that an accident would occur if he was in a nightmare, such as being captured by the White Yama in his dream, or something else...

So, he doesn't sleep.

So, he just drinks, kills the enemy, and goes east.

Not long after, the wheelchair was swept on the wasteland.
Chapter completed!