It snows, it's very early.

When the light dimmed, the killings in the imperial capital came to an end.

Almost all the enemies exposed on the surface have been tortured and killed, leaving no one left.

The sound of footsteps came from behind.

When the old eunuch named Snake saw the emperor beside the lake, he shook his sleeves and stepped forward to pay respect for his respect, and then said, "Report to the emperor, the dinner is ready, please invite the emperor to the table."

Xia Yan put away the black umbrella and his eyes moved slightly.

The old eunuch immediately understood and when he arrived at the wheelchair, he carefully grabbed the back of the chair with both hands and pushed forward steadily.

After pushing the wheelchair twice, Xia Yan turned his head to look at the tabby cat in the dim light, and suddenly said, "There are many of these kittens in the palace?"

The old eunuch said hurriedly: "I'm damn... I'll disturb your majesty by these wild cats. I'll be there tomorrow morning..."

Xia Yan interrupted him and said, "Prepare some food they can eat and put it under the eaves."

The old eunuch was stunned. A warm color flashed in his muddy eyes and he whispered: "Your Majesty is kind."

Xia Yan said: "By the way, with those little palace maids and eunuchs who serve cat food... just say it's your own meaning, after all, you still have this little power in the palace."

The old eunuch was stunned. Although he didn't understand His Majesty's intention, he quickly responded: "No".

While speaking, he was pushing his wheelchair, gradually moving away, and was out of the wind and snow.

...

...

The two of them had just left for a while.

A blood like a stream floated from the corner of the imperial city on the surface of the snow, sweeping forward like a red light.

No one could notice this strange blood.

Even if the blood passes by the palace maids, guards, and eunuchs, they are still indifferent.

Even if they put this blood in front of them, they still couldn't see it.

Whoosh~~

If the blood was a glimpse of light, it would instantly reach the other end. After a few twists, it would arrive at the viewing pavilion of Tianxing Lake on the west side of the palace.

Blood seeped into the secret realm of wind and snow, and came to the "breaking land of ice burying bones".

Immediately afterwards, the blood was like a treasure bag, spraying out one broken body after another.

Smack sex~~

Smack ~

The corpse fell into the dark blue and deserted land and was gradually swallowed up.

After about 10,000 bodies were sprayed out, this "squirting" ended.

The blood swam back and drilled into a shriveled skin on the snow.

The shriveled skin bulged with a "sweet" sound, showing a young man wearing a long black suit and a warm smile on his face.

This is Wu Heng. He followed Xia Yan's order and just took over a large number of corpses from Wangshanjun. He "planted" into the bone burial ground, waiting for a "surprise harvest".

These bones include the White Feather Army, various invaders, and small-scale riots...

He stood quietly in front of the bone-burying place, with a warm smile as spring as possible. To be honest... After this trip, he felt that he had gained a lot.

It doesn't matter strength or something.

Mainly, he had a deeper understanding of some of the ideas that the Lord instilled in them:

——Labor makes people happy.

The Lord often said to them, "Be as heroic as possible, do good deeds that are not related to tasks, and do good deeds within your ability, and help others if you can, even if there is no reward."

"Diligence makes people fulfilled, and labor makes people happy",

"Although our power has not been listed yet, it has been confirmed that it is Haoran Zhengqi Palace. You must be worthy of this name."

At first, Wu Heng was confused.

But this time, after he completed the "movement work", he really felt a sense of accomplishment and a sense of belonging to this small group.

He felt that he had begun to truly integrate into the culture of "Haoran Zhengqi Palace".

Of course...by the way, he became much stronger again.

By absorbing blood and resentment, he can strengthen it.

But this enhancement must be accompanied by more suppression.

He is different from Wangshanjun and Pang Tunhu, and he is not a plant in the world.

If classified, he is likely to be an ancestral species.

The Ancestral Rebirth Seed has some extremely strange body structures... and in the sixth level of heaven, the performance of the Dharma Heaven and Earth Seed and spiritual cultivation is also completely different.

in short...

If you plant the law of heaven, phenomena, earth, it means you will be bigger and harder.

Spiritual cultivation means Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.

The ancestral seed is that it is no longer a human being, and at the same time it will produce a kind of illusion domain. The scope of this illusion domain is not large, but it has a strong confusion in it. It can be said that... If the Dharma, the celestial phenomena, earthly species or spiritual practitioners mistakenly enter their illusion domain, they may be lost and it is extremely difficult to break free.

Ghost cultivators are good at physical arts, and this is how universal cognition of illusion comes from.

Wu Heng, a blood river traveler, has a body structure that is blood, and this blood can accommodate all corpses... Therefore, he was assigned to transport those invaders who were killed by ghost cultivators during the day.

If the golden bull head is a field worker and the little bone is a field worker, then he is a diligent porter.

At this moment, he looked at the dark blue bone burial place.

The barren surface is like boiled porridge, churning one bubble after another.

This time is obviously different from the single huge bump that last time.

Last time, the energy itself was in the finger bones.

But this time it was "seeded" by many bones.

These skeletons are the remaining skeletons collected by the Taixu Immortal Sect’s destruction, as well as the second batch of skeletons sent by Wangshan Jun last time.

Wu Heng looked at the bubbles curiously...

In a vague way, you can see a curled figure in the bubble, like a baby in the mother's fetus.

......

About half an hour passed.

In the secret realm, a wheelchair floated into it.

Xia Yan landed on the edge of this dark blue bone burial land, and was also watching what was bred in it.

Wu Heng said respectfully: "Master."

Xia Yan responded casually, and then focused on the "bubble" on the desolate land.

Suddenly...

It seems that time is just around the corner.

There is new movement on the surface of the Boneburial Land.

Gudu...

Gudu...

...

Chiu~~~

Bo!

Boo!!

The blue ovoid bubbles slowly spread out like blown. As they reach their limits, they burst and emitted a slight cracking sound.

Immediately afterwards,

A strange and hoarse shout came from the ground...

As more and more bubbles explode, there are more and more shouts.

These shouts were connected together, as if there were many people who were speechless standing in the pit and scolding loudly.

Xia Yan looked down at the past and saw that they were strange strange birds, not... they were strange snakes?

Or, birds and snakes are not right, because the head of this thing is a skeleton...

On top of their heads, there is a level 51 black message floating.

And because it was born from this land, Xia Yan quickly became in touch with those strange monsters.
To be continued...