At night.

The autumn moon hangs high and is almost perfect.

The deserted mountain is lonely and cold, with two tents by the cliff, one is empty and the other is a sleeping person.

Nan Wanxiang got into the warm quilt early.

Xia Yan is on the edge of the cliff.

The cliff is very high.

The wind is very cold.

This place is a thousand miles away from the Emperor's Capital. Logically speaking, for a young man who has hardly left Chaotiandu, he should have thoughts.

Looking into the distance, is there no thoughts?

But Xia Yan didn't, and he still had a vow on his shoulders.

"Even if the dynasty is declining, the storm is shaking, and the country is chaotic, I will inherit my brother's will, guard the great void in the chaotic times, protect the Xia family in the disputes, and become a prosperous dynasty."

The sixteen-year-old boy, carrying a burden that was far from being able to shoulder, smiled and said, "Is there a king's land in the world? Since that's the case, why should there be Li Si?"

He turned his wheelchair with both hands, moved forward a little, approaching the abyss, and saw the mountains falling from the moon.

The peak of the mountain is like a sword, piercing the sky.

He looked into the distance, through the old tree on the island in the center of Tianxing Lake, and looked at a radius of fifty miles.

In the palace...

There are people from Taixu Immortal Sect again, forty-nine people.

Forty-eight people were arranged to move in separately.

The remaining leader was in the courtyard of the imperial study room.

The man was wearing white clothes and embroidered with six dragons... The queen said that this was the mark of the foreign deacon of Taixu Immortal Sect, and the foreign deacon had reached the fourth level of drooping fish. Although most of them were in the early stage, they were no longer something that ordinary people could guess.

A conversation came faintly in the imperial study room, but because there were no trees in the house, Xia Yan couldn't hear clearly.

But no matter what the content was, he believed that the queen would not betray him.

The conversation lasted for a while, and after a stick of incense, the external affairs of Taixu Immortal Sect pushed the door and left.

The door of the Imperial Study Room is open...

The queen stood in front of the door in a daze, her body staggered, her golden sleeves fell, and her delicate body leaned against the vermilion wooden pillar. Her always calm pupils contained endless worry...and despair.

But she quickly gritted her teeth and hid the worry, then turned around and returned to the imperial study room as if nothing had happened.

It took a long time before the queen got up and returned to the palace.

In the midnight aisle, the shadows of trees were rippling, and the bleak wind blew coldly.

After the queen got off the car, she repelled the palace maid and stood alone in the courtyard.

Suddenly, she patted her hands gently.

With this sound, a figure walked out from the shadows around him. The figure was dressed in black and was carrying two long swords. His figure flashed and he had already reached the front of the queen, and then he bowed respectfully to the queen.

The queen walked over with a hurried look and said softly: "Du Qiu, you are finally here."

"One and a half ago, I received the letter from the Empress and rushed over. Please give me instructions."

Obviously, after talking to the foreign deacon, the queen used a special method to notify the secret guard commander Du Qiu.

The queen held her breath and focused, narrowed her eyes slightly, sensed the surroundings vigilantly, and then confirmed that there was no one. Then she said softly: "Du Qiu, you must find the emperor and tell him... Never come back!!"

The man in black asked in a neutral voice that was indistinguishable from men and women: "If the emperor asked me why I couldn't come back, how should I answer?"

The queen smiled bitterly and said, "Tell him... Xia Ming is not dead yet, and the Immortal Sect chose Xia Ming.

If he comes back, he will die, so he might as well hide his identity outside. When the storm calms down, I will go to find him and reunite with him."

Du Qiu, the commander of the Secret Guard, was a dead soldier who was absolutely loyal to the royal family.

After hearing the sentence "The Immortal Sect chose Xia Ming", Du Qiu's eyes flashed with anger.

A great country with billions of people, but the sects with nearly ten thousand people are making trouble?

Why did the imperial power that lasted for thousands of years come to this point?

Immortals do not cultivate immortals, interfere with imperial power, guide the world, and want to imitate the heart of heaven with selfishness?

Du Qiu's chest was slightly ups and downs, but he also knew the situation...

Now this vast country has long been penetrated.

Therefore, Du Qiu bowed his head, knelt down, and said respectfully: "My me, obey the order."

After saying that, he turned around and left, disappearing into the darkness.

The queen looked at the direction he left worriedly, suddenly covered her face with her hands, sighed, and then suppressed the worries in her heart, returned to her calmness, moved her lotus steps, and walked into the bedroom.

She didn't, nor would she notice... the old tree in the courtyard was silently staring at her.

......

Xia Yan used the power of the mysterious ancient tree to quickly switch perspectives.

Suddenly, he stopped a little and landed on a group of monks in white.

There were about seven monks in this team, walking slowly along the forest by the Tianxing Lake.

Their voices came one after another.

"I don't understand why the Great Elder is so kind to the new emperor... Wouldn't it be easier to control that cripple person as an emperor?"

"Yes, we also need to come here in advance to help eliminate the hidden dangers of demons."

"It's not just us, but in a while, the army of Zhendong King will also enter the imperial capital and stabilize the order. Only after that will the new emperor come."

"What's the reason?"

"Senior Brother Ye, you are also from the Great Elder's family, do you know something?"

A tall and thin monk in white mentioned "Senior Brother Ye", and everyone looked at a monk walking on the edge.

"Senior Brother Ye, you are a member of the elder's tribe. You may tell me about this? We are very grateful."

"Senior Brother Ye, please give me some advice..."

When Senior Brother Ye saw everyone looking at him, he smiled and said, "I know a little."

"Senior brother, please tell me."

"Senior brother, let's listen carefully."

One by one, the monks suddenly felt excited.

If you can know one or two of these secrets, it will be of great benefit. Although they are monks, they all have tribe members in the dynasty.

Senior Brother Ye thought about it and felt it was not a big secret, but he still said: "You need to swear to keep it secret."

The six people swear without hesitation.

Senior Brother Ye then said slowly: "Actually, I don't know either, I just vaguely heard... The new emperor and a senior of my Immortal Sect have signed a master-servant contract. In the future, the Xia family will be slaves and respect my Immortal Sect as the main one. It will never change for generations."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this, and they looked like they were suddenly aware of it, and then they laughed.

In the future, the royal family of their Immortal Sect will be the master, and their family will naturally rise.

......

On the cold cliff, the lonely shadow was reflected on the black rocks by the moonlight.

The pale king silently, raised his hand and grabbed a pot of fine wine from under the wheelchair, raised his head to drink it in the strong mountain wind.

Then, he threw away the wine pot and then raised his hand and pointed it at his eyebrows.

As the bright ball flashed, his pale five fingers had already tightly held a black burnt wood longbow.

Take out nine arrows from the void with your right hand.

Huh~~

He took a deep breath.

Hundreds of red lights suddenly penetrated into his mouth.

His skin showed an even pale color, and the power of the evil spirit filled his arms and passed it to his palms.

His left and right hand suddenly expanded under this strange force, extending to a length of nearly one meter between his fingers and palms.

The mysterious charred wood bow seemed to feel the change of the palm, and it also grew long until it turned into a black bow about two meters long.

Xia Yan doesn't hesitate anymore,

Picking an arrow,

Bow,

The arrow was not long enough, but it was driven by the strange power of the Jiao Mu Bow itself, and a phantom that was about two meters long was pulled out.

Chi~~~~

The bow strings gradually filled up, and the bow body bent. Under the moonlight, it turned into a cold and evil circle full of shock. This was the ghosts and gods of the mythological era pulled the long bow.

A lion fights a rabbit, and also uses all his strength.

Xia Yan waited silently and patiently.

The seven disciples who inspected did not notice the arrival of the crisis. They completed the inspection and did not find any danger.

And just the moment they were closest to Xiaolinzi by Tianxing Lake.

Xia Yan let go of the arrow-picking hand.

Boom~~~~!!!

A magnificent thunder brewed in the valley, exploding among the thousands of mountains and valleys.
Chapter completed!