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In the sky, the Ximan King turned into a black dot and charged straight down. His right hand turned into a fist, and he punched the red thunder mask.

Under the twilight of the setting sun, there was an earth-shattering explosion from the ten-mile long pavilion, which could be clearly heard even in Shenjing City. A large number of people walked out of their homes with their rice bowls in their hands, and looked into the distance with doubts on their faces.

The carriage inside the mask suddenly let out a violent muffled noise, and then exploded in all directions, revealing the scene inside. The white hair flew backwards, and King Bei'an in yellow and green robes was hunting, and the crowd of Yingying Yanyan stopped behind her, opened her mouth, and said in the same way:

"Sober, I've always been extremely sober, you and I are already half buried in the ground, so it's too late to talk about being sober now?"

King Bei'an held his right hand empty, and an extremely huge blood-red halberd appeared directly. The halberd was extremely huge, and the blood-colored thunder shone on it. He held it, swung it down, and smashed it hard on the ground.

The ground cracked, and pillars of blood-red thunder shot out from the ground one after another like a fountain, heading straight for the Western Man King.

"You also know that you are about to die, and it doesn't matter if you die, but you don't want to imagine for the younger generation of the Jiang family. How can you face the people of the whole Great Xia face to face?"

As soon as the words fell, the Ximan King let out a roar, and his whole body began to swell outwards. In an instant, he turned into a wild giant, and then smashed down with both fists, bloody thunder wrapped around his body, and then he was pulled out and torn apart.

"The avenue is vast, the world is ruthless, and eras overlap and change one after another. Let me ask you, after 50 years, who will remember my little Bei'an King, the descendants of my Jiang family, will have their own way of life."

Wave after wave of continuous cracking sounds continued to sound, and the ground was instantly changed beyond recognition, and it continued to spread outward, approaching the ten-mile long pavilion at an extremely fast speed.

A silver-white heavy shield was erected in front of the long pavilion, forming a light wall, blocking all momentum and destruction. At the same time, a clear and beautiful voice sounded from inside the long pavilion.

"Empress Dowager Yizhi, the three princes, King Ximan, King Bei'an, and King Zhenhai, if they arrive at Shenjing City, no matter how late it is, they must go to Lingbo Palace immediately, and there must be no mistakes."

Hearing the three words of the old lady, the momentum of the violent collision dissipated without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared before, and then an old man wearing a beast suit and a colorful dress appeared in the pavilion at the same time , said in unison:

"Please lead the way."

As night fell, the square gates of the entire Shenjing City were slowly pulled up. The curious people who had gathered at the gates had already dispersed because the three kings had not arrived. The three great vassal kings of the Great Xia under the protection of the four armies, just like this, entered the capital quietly just before the city gate was opened.

The whole team did not go to the Taihang Palace or their respective mansions in Shenjing to entertain the distinguished guests, but went straight through the entire Qinglong Avenue, and then passed through the Baiyu Avenue in the center of Shenjing City, and drove into the night, where the lights were shining. Inside the White Emperor Palace.

Lingbo Hall, the huge main hall is silent, only thousands of candles are burning quietly, making the whole space extremely bright, like daytime.

The candlelight shone on the face of a figure sitting in front of the desk. The old lady, whose complexion was much rosier than a few months ago, was expressionless. It was late at night, but she did not lean on the reclining chair as usual , but sitting upright, not angry.

The gate of Lingbo Hall was wide open, but not closed, which indicated that the old queen's will was extremely firm. No matter how late it was today, she had to meet the three Great Xiafan Kings.

Finally, when the moon was in mid-heaven, three figures slowly stepped into the hall carrying the chill from the northwest of the Great Xia, and then knelt down directly in front of the sitting old queen.

"I haven't seen each other for so many years, are they all very moist in the fief, have they forgotten the rules?"

A faint voice resounded throughout the entire Lingbo Hall, suddenly the old lady raised her hand and slapped it on the desk, there was a sudden sound, and there was a thunder on the ground, and she continued to ask:

"Jiang Yu, Zhong Liye, wait and see, isn't it?"

After listening to the two kneeling below, they hurried forward and said in unison:

"Don't dare."

"Don't dare? You are very brave. If it weren't for the old man, I would send someone to wait there first. Would you want to fight all the way to Shenjing City, and then beat the ground along the road to pieces? You have been out for half your life. Do you not take the Zhao family seriously?"

The two kings of Bei'an and Ximan put their heads firmly on the ground, and the voice came from below.

"Sister Yan, forgive me, she has no such intention."

"Shenjing City is the imperial capital of Daxia. How dare the King of Daxia perform martial arts outside the city? What do you think the whole world will think? The last person who did it in Shenjing City was the so-called God of the Sun Empire, but he dead, you should know who killed it."

After the old lady finished speaking, the old lady Zhenhai Wang who was kneeling on the ground stood up, walked to her side, and said softly:

"Okay, Sister Yan, don't be angry, the temper of these two bastards was like this 50 years ago, and I watched from the side, I won't let them fight for too long, we haven't seen each other for so long, you Let them off this time."

The original solemn face of the old lady gradually eased, she waved her hand, and continued to speak:

"Forget it, get up, I want to remind the two of them that my grandson is very disciplined, especially Wen Yu, and the famous things you have done over the years have also reached my ears. So, calm down a little bit."

"Sister Yan, after so many years, you are still so good-looking."

The praise of the old lady of Zhenhai Wang sounded, the old lady smiled lightly, clapped her hands, and shouted to the outside:

"Bring some peach blossom wine in. There are not many people in our generation who are still alive. Let's get together in the evening. It's a pity that the man in my family is not here, and Xu Sheng also went to Wuwu Mountain."

Afterwards, the palace maids filed in, holding peach blossom wine from the Dao Palace Taolin Special Tribute. The quantity was so large that they almost took out the inventory of the White Emperor Palace in the past few years.

Immediately, the Lingbo hall was filled with the aroma of wine, and the old lady raised the glass and took a sip first. She is not allowed to drink alcohol due to her advanced age, but today is different, because for these people sitting here.

Maybe the next time you drink again, you will be under Jiuquan.

"Jiang Yu, you and I go to the side hall to change clothes, the bright colors are an eyesore for me!"

Without saying a word, King Bei'an turned around and went to the side hall under the leadership of the maid.

Chapter 0255

Tonight, the moon hanging high above the White Emperor Palace is particularly bright. Although it is at the end of the month, it is just a crescent moon, but it shines on the black brick cornices of Lingbo Hall, and the birds engraved on it fly, Ten thousand beasts are galloping, clearly visible.

Inside the Lingbo Hall, there was a strange scene. Several elderly people who were nearly [-] years old in total were filling the wine glasses in front of them with pink and soft peach blossom wine from the Taoist Palace, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"I've worked hard for you all these years."

A soft voice came from the mouth of the old lady. She looked at the three people in front of her, with complicated eyes, and King Zhenhai, who had been very close to the old lady since she was young, raised her glass and responded: :

"Being able to watch Daxia come to the present step by step, I feel that this life is worth it, and speaking of hard work, Sister Yan has worked even harder, supporting the whole Daxia alone for so many years."

"Yu'er will be enthroned in a few days, and the burden on me will be unloaded."

Speaking of the grandson she was most proud of, the old queen unconsciously smiled, and her whole body exuded a strange vitality.

After Zhao Yu came to power, the few things he did were all extremely beautiful. The old queen mother was naturally extremely satisfied. At this time, her expression was like that of an ordinary Daxia old man showing off his younger generation with an old friend whom he had not seen for many years , full of pride.

After changing his clothes and piling up all his white hair, the King of Bei'an had a faint sense of dust and majesty, which was quite different from the temperament he had when he came here. He didn't speak, but just drank to himself. The king of Ximan who had just had a fight beside him was also drinking and remained silent, so there were only two old ladies in the entire Lingbo hall, chatting about family affairs.

Suddenly the old lady turned her head, looked at King Ximan, and asked:

"How has the Southwest Wild Forest been in recent years, can it be suppressed?"

After the words fell, the Ximan King put down his wine glass, his expression gradually became serious, he shook his head, and responded:

"It's getting more and more difficult. Those desolate people in the southern wild jungle are gathering more and more frequently to attack the border, and they are becoming more and more tyrannical. I think there will be great changes in the southern wild jungle, but all the spies sent out never return. , the most important thing is that it has been less than a year since the eruption of the Valley of the Giants once every 50 years, so when the time comes, the pressure on the southwest of Daxia will be even greater than that of Endless Mountain. Report this matter to Xindi."

The old lady continued to take a sip of the peach blossom wine, without any worry on her face, she spoke softly and said:

"Don't worry, Yu'er will take care of it."

In the imperial garden of Baidi Palace under the night sky, countless colorful wood elves are flying around, like a dreamlike forest of elves.

A bronze-skinned young boy in a beast jacket stopped slightly, then looked up with horror in his eyes.

There is an extremely tall tree in front of it, the dense branches and leaves grow outwards infinitely, the entire canopy covers the sky and the sun, and even occupies the entire field of vision of half of the sky.

An incomparably strong breath of life radiated from the sacred tree, covering the young man's whole body, making him feel as if he had returned to the original southern wilderness.

But even if the young man grew up in the southern wilderness known as the billion-dollar jungle, he had never seen such a tall and lush sacred tree.

It turns out that this is Shenjing City, and this is the White Emperor Palace!

The young man secretly thought in his heart, then quickened his pace and followed the bald man leading the way.

In fact, he had just asked this unusually burly man who was taller than the barren people, what was the name of the sacred tree in front of him, but the other party just smiled and didn't answer.

After about a quarter of an hour, the boy was brought under the Xuantian Tree.

Under the tree, there are green life spirits flying around like fireflies, and there is a young man with bare feet, immersed in a wooden barrel below, squinting his eyes, with a comfortable face, and beside the young man, there is Sitting there was a yawning, sleepy young scholar.

A very strange combination, but the identity of the person who can soak his feet in the imperial garden of the White Emperor Palace is ready to be revealed.

So the young man from the Nanban jungle got close, knelt down on one knee, and said loudly:

"Ximan Wangfu, the end of the battle, see His Royal Highness the Empress Dowager."

"Are you from the Southern Barbarians?"

Zhao Yu bowed his head, and his voice passed down faintly.

"Yes, I grew up in the jungle since I was a child, and this is the first time I have entered the Central Plains." Zhong Lizhan's reply sounded neither humble nor overbearing.

Zhao Yu nodded, waved to him, and signaled him to sit beside him, and a voice sounded:

"Get up and sit here. I called you here so late this time because I want to learn more about the southern wild forest in the southwest. I don't know much about it."

The young man Zhong Lizhan pondered for a moment, then asked:

"The Southern Wilderness Forest is extremely vast and wide. Where does Your Highness want to start?"

"Desolate people!" The calm voice of the young Lord of Great Xia faintly lingered under the entire Xuantian Wood.

For Southwest Daxia, the barren people are an unavoidable hurdle, just like in the endless border of Shanxi, foreign races are the enemy, and similarly, the barren people are also a major problem in Southwest Daxia.

"Compared to the foreign races, the barren people may be much stranger among the people of Daxia, because they are not as powerful as the foreign races, and under the suppression of our Zhong Li clan, they have never invaded the Central Plains, but it does not mean that You can underestimate them."

The complexion of the young man Zhong Lizhan gradually turned serious, with a faint murderous look. It was obvious that his hands were stained with the blood of a large number of desolate people.

"The difference between the barren people and the foreign races is that there is an endless relationship between the human race and the foreign races. As for the barren people, His Majesty Taizu's policy is to support one of them and divide them into different ones. The relationship with our Great Xia is mixed, but for unknown reasons recently, more and more tribes have turned to hostile forces, and the fighting has become more and more fierce."

"Yuan Bai, you are also from the south, so you should be familiar with Nanman. What do you think about this matter?"

Zhao Yu turned his head to the young scholar beside him, looking at the latter with ebony black pupils, Yuan Bai stretched out his right hand to touch his chin, and said thoughtfully:

"The Fuzhou where I was before is still a little far away from the southwesternmost Nanman, so I don't know much about the specific situation, but I guess this situation is inseparable from the Valley of Giants, one of the eight forbidden places. According to legend, the desolate people are the Nanman giants. descendants, and only the blood from the ancestors can change that group of stubborn humanoid violent apes."

Zhao Yu lifted his feet from the water basin, took the silk cloth handed over by Liang Po, wiped off the water on his feet, and said lightly:

"It seems that after I ascend the throne, there are still many internal and external troubles."

"Shenzhou's vast land in the Central Plains, such a treasure land, there will definitely be many coveters."

"Then whoever dares to look will dig out its eyeballs, and whoever dares to stretch out his hands will chop off his hands. If he is still obsessed with his obsession, I still say that only blood can reach the depths of the soul, and only blood can reveal it. Great Xia Glory."

Looking at the young emperor in front of him, with his trousers rolled up and his bare feet, who uttered such bloody words, from the barbaric forest in the southwest, and seeing the Lord of Great Xia for the first time, Zhong Li Zhan, for some reason, felt in his heart The blood in the depths began to surge uncontrollably.

Maybe this is what his grandfather Ximan Wang used to say, young mad, young heart?

Chapter 0256

The night was getting dark and the cold was coming.

The streets of the entire city of Shenjing were empty except for the sergeants on patrol. Only the moonlight accompanied by the howling cold wind raged among the rows of houses. All the water in the bed is frozen, and at this time, only the warm quilt is the most nostalgic hotbed. Once you get into it, you don't want to leave it.

Shenjing City, Zizhu Lane, a carriage that drove out of the White Emperor Palace, slowly stopped at the gate of Bei'an Palace.

A white-haired old man came down from the carriage, his face was a little drunk because of drinking too much wine, and his steps were a little scattered, but he still recognized the direction of the gate of his mansion, and was followed by the little boy waiting at the gate. The boy welcomes him in.

And this majestic door, he can't remember how many years he hasn't stepped in again, and everything inside has become strange and strange.

In the main hall of the palace, the lights were brightly lit. The third son Jiang Tu and the fourth son Jiang Yue of King Bei'an were sitting in the hall waiting, their faces were ugly and gloomy.

Just when night fell, a group of young women came to Bei'an Prince's Mansion, chirping and discussing non-stop in the mansion, and gathered together to be very curious about everything, touching here, looking over there Look, the servants of the entire palace all looked sideways.

As the son of King Bei'an, he naturally knew the origins of these women, but he was extremely helpless when he was angry. He could only place them in a courtyard and wait for King Bei'an to return before making any plans.

But after waiting, it was only in the middle of the night that a shaky old man appeared at the door of the main hall. After holding the door and entering the hall, he leaned on the seat, grabbed the teacup beside him, and poured it for himself. He drank a cup of tea, perhaps because his mind was a little confused, a lot of tea spilled out, and the servants at the side hurried forward to help, but the Jiang brothers, the sons of King Bei'an, still sat upright on their seats and did not get up.

After drinking a cup of tea, the old King Bei'an regained consciousness a little bit, raised his hand, pointed at the two brothers in front of him and asked lightly:

"You are Jiang Tu, are you Jiang Yue?"

"Thank you for remembering the names of my two brothers, my lord father!"

Jiang Tu, the deputy commander of the Japanese army, looked at the strange old man in front of him who hadn't seen him for a long time. His voice was full of coldness. sounded.

"Jiang Tu, I met you a few times when you were young. On the contrary, it's Jiang Yue. It's the first time I've seen you. Yes, you look a lot like me when I was young. It's my kind."

After the words fell, under the desk, Jiang Yue's fists were tightly clenched, his veins were exposed, and he locked the iron and blood energy from his violent rage in his body. Seeing this, Jiang Tu raised his right hand and pressed his younger brother's chest. Over the shoulder, the old man stared straight ahead, and said word by word:

"It's getting late, father can go to rest first, by the way, the girls you brought all the way from Tianmenxia, ​​I arranged them in your yard."

The third son, Jiang Yue, specially increased the volume of the three words "girls", while the old Bei'an King nodded, stood up, walked out of the main hall, and just walked to the door, as if thinking of what just happened, he turned his head and looked at the sitting Jiang Yue, who was standing, said lightly:

"This Bei'an Prince's Mansion is very unfamiliar to me. You don't mind taking my old father, who has never met, to the place where I live?"

Jiang Tu, who was beside Jiang Yue, was just about to speak, when the old King Bei'an narrowed his eyes, red thunder pierced his eyes, and there seemed to be thunder roaring in the void of the main hall, and then he said lightly:

"He is my son, are you still afraid that I will do something to him?"

"It's okay, I'll lead the way, this way please, father."

Jiang Yue stood up, raised his hand falsely, and walked out of the hall door first.

Although Bei'an Prince's Mansion is not as huge as Wei Guogong's Mansion, and even has a large lake in the mansion, but as a king's mansion, its area is extremely wide, with various roads criss-crossing back and forth, houses and halls lined up one after another, under the light of the waning moon , leaving a large shadow of teeth and claws.

In the shadows, two figures walked silently, one old and one young, with an age difference of nearly 80 years, but they were father and son. What's more mysterious was that this was the first time the two met.

All the way silent, the old King Bei'an walked very slowly, with his hands behind his back, his eyes downcast, as if he was thinking about something, and Jiang Yue beside him also slowed down, his face was flickering, and he was about to speak. end.

"I heard in Tianmenxia that you were recruited into the newly formed army by the new emperor. Among the Tianhui army, you are very good. Every army in the Great Xia Dynasty is the best of the best, but the challenges you face The danger is also beyond imagination, so don't die."