Tianzun City

Coming out of Tianyin City, Lian Xuan intends to visit Tianyu City.

However, they didn't inform Lan Die first, but went to the north of Tianyu City - Diwang Slope first.

The reason why Diwangpo is called Diwangpo is because the first emperor of mankind once built a capital here, and even the original palace remains here, but it has been completely abandoned, leaving only ruins, but these ruins are also was preserved intact.

Chu Tianxiang vaguely felt that the structure here was a bit familiar, but he had never had this place in his memory.Yan Ying intentionally glanced at Chu Tianxiang, who was frowning suddenly, and the latter showed a concealed smile, maybe he was thinking too much.

Among the ruins, the only thing that is still intact is the dragon chair.The surrounding guards clearly recognized Lian Xuan and Yan Feng, so they allowed the four of them to enter the deepest palace.

There is a room in the deepest part. The outside is completely ruined, but the inside is still intact.The room was not too big, and there was a screen with a magnificent and magnificent pattern, which was a golden dragon entrenched in the clouds.Chu Tianxiang suddenly understood where the familiarity came from. It turned out to be this golden dragon.

Chu Tianxiang tried hard to search his memory, but still couldn't remember at all, but blurted out a syllable. "dragon."

Lian Xuan answered subconsciously. "It's a dragon."

Everything here is dead, but the dragon on the screen seems to be alive.Its golden vertical pupils shone fiercely, and its fine scales exuded a sacred aura in the clouds.The background was thunder and lightning, and the clouds seemed to be shattered, and fine white mist rose around the dragon.Chu Tianxiang stroked the dragon's tail with his fingers. At that moment, he seemed to see the dragon's body move.

Yes, it did move a bit.

Chu Tianxiang froze in place.

Everyone didn't notice his strangeness, but the demon god Long Chilian, who was far away from the ice fire red lotus, trembled unknowingly in his sleep.She slowly opened her eyes, then closed them again and fell asleep.It seemed that just a gust of wind blew by, unintentionally waking up the dreamer.

At this time, the blue butterfly came quietly.Behind her was a mighty entourage, blocking the entrance of the Diwangpo ruins.When Lian Xuan came out, he couldn't help being taken aback, and suddenly had an illusion of being forced into a palace.However, Lan Die knelt down straight.At the same time, all the guards behind her also knelt down in unison, only seeing a mass of black heads. "Minister, Lord of Sky Feather City, Lan Die, the sage of medicine, welcome Emperor Xuan."

Lan Die always exaggerated when she did things, but that was the type that Lian Cheng admired back then. Lian Cheng liked exaggerated criminal laws, exaggerated ways of doing things, exaggerated decorations, and everything that was exaggerated.However, Lian Xuan didn't like it. He didn't want to be so bluffing, but there was nothing he could do about it.

The displeasure on Lian Xuan's face was fleeting, and then he stood in front of Lan Die with peace of mind and helped her up.Surrounded by four people, a group of people returned to Tianyu City in a mighty manner.

In recent years, some interesting things have emerged in Tianyu City, which are called deductions.Those who imitate animals are called animal deduction, and those who imitate humans are called character deduction.Tianyu City was established first, so the singing and dancing industry has always been developed.Do as the Romans do, and when asked if he would dance, Yan Feng had no choice but to bite the bullet.

In fact, he can't dance, but Yan Feng's sword dancing skills are very good, so when he was dragged onto the stage by the dancer, he only got used to it for a short while, and then stood in the center.

Yan Feng didn't have a sword in his hand, and only a plain white robe was hanging on his body.His movements were smooth, but compared to the soft movements of the woman, they were a bit too firm.His movements are in place, like a machine, but not rigid.Yan Feng bundled up her hair smoothly, and it fluttered behind her head, revealing a straight side face.The dancer was sticking to him like water, the corners of Yan Feng's lips suddenly twitched, and he made a crotch thrust towards the dancer who was sticking to his body.His hands were still around the woman's neck, but his body movements were very smooth.Most of his side face was covered by hair, Lian Xuan could only vaguely see his tall nose, and the fleeting temptation in his eyes when he raised his jaw.

Yan Feng's waist has always been good.Thinking of this, Lian Xuan couldn't help coughing twice, and Yan Feng on the stage made his eyes shine.

Yan Feng walked down and sat next to Lian Xuan as a matter of course, and Lian Xuan also put his hand on his thigh as a matter of course, and stroked up his thigh as if no one else was there.After dancing to the music just now, Yan Feng's whole body was already drenched, and Lian Xuan could feel the dampness of his inner thighs and the beating of his pulse through a thin layer of fabric.

Lian Xuan's touch made him feel itchy, so he subconsciously blocked that hand.Due to the strenuous exercise, his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were moist, which made Lian Xuan subconsciously laugh.

"what happened?"

"I'm laughing at you."

"..."

"You are so touching."

"..."

Lian Xuan blinked, and quickly pecked at the corner of Yan Feng's eye.

The deduction category is generally a description of history. For example, the monster beast attack some time ago, and at the end there was a strange roar.Others didn't understand, but the four present knew it well, it was the awakening of the demon god Yazi.

When Chu Tianxiang heard the roar, he subconsciously thought of the golden dragon that he saw on the screen by chance today. It was so lifelike that it almost soared to the sky, and it was somewhat similar to the sacred and incomparable demon god Yazi.Or in other words... the demon god resembles it.

Long, when did it happen again?

Yan Ying stared at him from the side. "what's on your mind?"

"Do you know anything about Diwangpo?"

"The first emperor seems to be called Mo Qinghong."

"Did dragons exist back then?"

Yan Ying laughed suddenly, and that curve seemed to be blurred on the edge of her lips. "Dragon, haven't there always been? Long Chilian is a dragon, and Jue Ye is also a dragon."

Chu Tianxiang didn't ask any more questions.

As for the interpretation of characters, the requirements are even higher.What was being performed on the stage was the scene of Cheng Huang enthroning. At that moment, Lian Xuan seemed to see a living father.He is so arrogant and unscrupulous, but he is gentle and peaceful to himself, like a piece of warm jade.Does the performer really resemble Lian Cheng, I don't know if it's the eyebrows or the mannerisms, he interprets Lian Cheng's image vividly.At this moment, the music suddenly sounded, and in the midst of the magnificent music, Lian Cheng on the stage, holding his opera tone, said slowly. "Retire."

Lian Xuan suddenly felt a lump in his throat.As soon as the play came out, Lian Xuan had goosebumps all over his body, and the pervasive sense of penetration made him shiver.

After the curtain call, Lian Xuan personally went to find the performer.After taking off his clothes, he was completely different from Lian Cheng himself.He was much older than Lian Cheng himself, his temples were already gray, and there were several silver streaks on his head.When seeing Lian Xuan, everyone knelt down in silence, but he turned a blind eye.The man took out a square towel from the hot water. The square towel was very thin. It had just passed the hot water and was steaming.He sat on the chair slowly, with his body slightly leaning back. Someone covered his face with the kerchief. He took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, and took off the kerchief.

The corner of the man's lips seemed to be still stained with the heat of the towel. After finishing all these things, he raised his eyes to look at Lian Xuan. "What's the matter, little emperor?"

When these words were said, everyone present could not help but tremble.The reason why other people tremble is because

The man is too ignorant of flattery, standing in front of him is not the young master of ordinary people, but Xuanhuang Lianxuan, the lord of Tianzun City.To make the little emperor angry, even nine lives would not be enough to kill him.

And Lian Xuan's trembling lies in the man's voice.The perennial opera accent has made him speak with a mostly breathy tone. This kind of timbre makes his voice neutral, tender like a woman, but calm and determined like a man.So he talks like he's humming a song.Lian Xuan can't describe such a tone, it seems that it should only exist in the sky.

Lian Xuan was startled. "I just wanted to compliment you on your performance."

"Deduction is my life, my soul, what else can I do wrong?" There was a smile on the man's lips, and his tone was full of arrogance. He seemed not afraid of the emperor in front of him. He was pale and slender. Fingers stroked his cheek slowly.His eyes were very bright, brighter than any lamp in the room. "Your soul, your life, is to be a good emperor. The common people—I leave it to you, good boy, work hard."

As the man spoke, he turned and left. His figure was infinitely elongated under the backlight. He was dressed in a white robe, almost melting into the sunlight.

Lian Xuan realized that this man was not his father.He is just an elder, an elder worthy of respect.soul?Life?Lian Xuan seems to have never thought about these issues, but now these concepts have formed in his mind and become clearer.Lian Xuan began to think, how can he become a real emperor?

Tianyu's trip was not as boring as Lian Xuan imagined, at least he met this old man.Tianyu City is really a place favored by gods. Although it has declined, it is still exquisite and beautiful.Lian Xuan stepped on the flat and wide roots, and the "Origin" tree was still shining brightly, with exquisite small fruits shining on its trees—all flat peaches.Under the tree, people often come here to absorb the light of their cultivation. A group of children who have just learned to walk flap their two little white wings and sit and play with their parents.

Chu Tianxiang said. "Then you were also born with two wings of light?"

Yan Ying smiled. "Yes."

Chu Tianxiang looked at the towering ancient tree. Its dark brown and white roots stretched out of sight.Chu Tianxiang walked along that road with great interest. He didn't know how long he walked, but it was deserted.He stood at the border and looked down into the distance. It was a bottomless abyss, covered by layers of white clouds, so he couldn't really see how deep it was.

Chu Tianxiang had never been here before, so he couldn't help feeling suspicious. "What's down here?"

Yan Ying couldn't help but shook his head.

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