The world is the only double in the world

In the seventh year of Xianqi, the head of the Ryukyu Kingdom passed away, and the "nine thousand years old" Dongfang was absolutely stable in government, and was forced to ascend the throne under the pressure of his ministers.

On the seventh day of March, in the capital, thirty important officials of the court were assassinated when they arrived at the mansion. A blood-stained mandala flower was placed next to each corpse. It was shocking. The murderer left a blood book and threatened to take the emperor Dongfang Jue. first level.

The city is full of wind and rain, and people's hearts are in turmoil.

In the majestic palace, all the ministers stood in front of the white jade steps, looking respectfully at the figure on the throne on the highest part of the hall.

"Your Majesty, today's martial arts has covered most of the world, threatening our dynasty. The 'four major families' who were originally loyal to our king are all suspected of defecting one after another. I hope that your majesty will quickly adopt policies to stabilize the foundation of our dynasty."

"What I care about is the murderer who left the letter!" The elegant and deep voice floated from the throne on the highest place and fell in everyone's ears.

Dongfang Jue raised his eyes, and a smoldering gleam flashed across his resolute face. The letter and the provocative way of the bloody mandala made him feel like sitting on pins and needles day and night, and felt terrified in his heart.

"Your Majesty..." Dongfang Hao took a step out of the queue, and said respectfully, "His Majesty has not returned to the court for three years. I hope His Majesty will find His Majesty to return as soon as possible so that we can find out the details of the murderer."

Dongfang Jue snorted coldly, his sword eyes were sharp, "When the first emperor died, I didn't see him come back to take a look. Now the murderer is just threatening to provoke me. Do you think he will come back?"

Dongfang Hao shrank his head, not daring to say more, because he was very aware of His Royal Highness's style——

I don't want to be bound by the court, but I like to travel the rivers and lakes. I left a letter three years ago, and I haven't heard from it since then.

Fu Shan said thoughtfully, "Your Majesty, I don't know if I should say something or not."

"Say!"

Fu Shan thought it over carefully, afraid that he might say a wrong word, and respectfully said, "I suspect that there must be a mysterious and powerful organization behind the murderer, otherwise he alone would not dare to treat my king so arrogantly." Provocative, now that the 'Four Great Families' have the guts to alienate our king, then..."

Dongfang Jue frowned.

There was a sudden silence in the palace.

Everyone will never forget the scene of the heaven and earth changing five years ago, let alone the bloody nightmare and thrilling magnificence on the Huanxue Mountain.

The beautiful moment of those two enchanting men blooming in front of everyone in the world has become an image that will never be erased in everyone's mind.

Now there is no Proud God Palace and Sun Moon Sect, there is only a more powerful existence than before - Shenyue Palace, shocking the martial arts!

"Do you suspect that the murderer is related to Shenyue Palace?"

Fu Shan said respectfully: "Your Majesty is just guessing, Your Majesty is not unaware that the Master of Shenyue Palace is aloof, cruel, vicious, and provoking His Majesty, it is not impossible for him to do such a thing, not to mention the status and power of Shenyue Palace in the martial arts world. Your Majesty has to guard against it."

Dongfang Jueleng narrowed his eyes slightly, "The one who dares to provoke me may not be the Mistress of Shenyue Palace!"

All the officials gasped, Fu Shan woke up suddenly, "Your Majesty means..."

"Holy Snow King City!"

At this time, the hearts of the ministers began to feel restless.

Five years ago, the holy relics of the Four Spirits appeared, the Sun Moon Sect was attacked, and the Great Underworld Palace was destroyed. Helian Guxue regained the Sun Moon Sect, renamed Aoshen as Shenyue, and began to dominate the martial arts world without rivals.

However, two years ago, Nan Wulin emerged from the mysterious palace city, quickly recovered a large number of sect cities, and collected all the wealth of the world. In just one year, its power can compete with Shenyue Palace.

A nihilistic palace city rose overnight, and no one knew what method the city lord of Shengxue used to develop the ruined city to where it is today, and no one knew all the information about the mysterious city lord, so the information about Shengxue The rumors of the city lord can always become a constant topic in the martial arts and even the court.

A Shenyue Palace and a Holy Snow City are not only myths admired by martial arts people, but also the biggest threat to the court.

No matter who appointed the murderer who provoked him, from today onwards, Dongfang must be vigilant!

The emperor at the top frowned, in order to protect the foundation of the imperial court and take countermeasures, he must see the two martial arts giant dragons with his own eyes.

"Why don't your majesty pass on an oral order, and hold a big feast, and meet those two people?" Fu Shan looked at the tall emperor and said respectfully: "The Lord of Shengxue and the Lord of Shenyue Palace dominate the martial arts, no matter how old they are in the martial arts His authority should not have the guts to disobey His Majesty's will."

Dongfang Jue thought for a while, a sharp light flashed across his sword eyes, he got up and stood with his hands behind his back, his deep voice spread throughout the hall: "Three days later, I will summon the two of them in person in the Palace of Good Year."

"Chen Mingxiao."

"Fu Shan, Dongfang Hao, my word of mouth, the two of you must go to Shenyue Palace and Sheng Xuecheng to convey it in person, without any mistakes."

The two ministers respectfully kowtowed: "I obey the order."

Dongfang Jue took a deep breath, and the whole hall couldn't help being solemn and quiet.

Of those two people, one is lonely and withdrawn, and the other is mysterious and does not show up...

What is the ability to endure?

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The bedroom is as cold as snow, gorgeous and sacred.

A man in red stood in front of the window, his snow-like silver hair fluttering, the breeze blowing, and from time to time, a few strands of silver brushed across his bewitching face, making him alluring.

The slender fingers of the man in red are caressing a few peach blossoms stretching in front of the window. In the early spring of March, the flowers are in full bloom. The charming face and the peach blossoms complement each other, like the bright red blooming on the ice and snow, leaving alone the loneliness and joy of the world. miserable.

He carefully caressed the red petals of the peach blossom, as if he was stroking that evil and charming face, gently, with his fingertips full of emotion.

The white-clothed man stood quietly behind the red-clothed man, even the sound of his breathing was drowned out by the tranquility, and he couldn't bear to make the slightest sound in the cold Muxue Pavilion.

Mu Yunqing couldn't imagine how the man in red in front of him spent the five years that were worse than death.

He couldn't even imagine what kind of grief and grief it was that could turn red hair into snow and frost in the blink of an eye...

With the departure of that purple shadow, the whole life of the man in red seemed to be taken away.

No more smiles.

No more tears.

A man in red and white hair walks in the world, standing on top of the peak, like a lonely puppet.

He spent a whole year rebuilding the Sun Moon Sect, traveled all over the world, found the lost members of the Sun Moon Sect, and raised the Shenyue Palace!

Later, the martial arts were full of flames and endless killings. He alone led all the disciples of Shenyue Palace to conquer the martial arts, and finally stepped on the throne of martial arts authority in the bloodthirsty killing and cruel plunder.

Mu Yunqing didn't dare to think about what kind of pressure Helian Guxue was under. When faced with countless pairs of hatred and contempt from martial arts people, those incomparable red eyes never wavered.

The strength and unruliness surging in the red eyes made Mu Yunqing feel terrible and frightened.

Mu Yunqing deeply remembers the scene of Helian Guxue overlooking the martial arts world...

With wild silver hair and a charming face as cold as frost, all the immaturity and heartache of the past have faded away. The man in red stands on the highest city wall, looking down on the crowd.

That day, the man in red was as evil and beautiful as an eternally blooming mandala, blooming on the bloody earth.

The heart blocked by ice seems to have experienced the vicissitudes of thousands of generations, and the robe like fire burns the vast sky and earth.

The blood-colored cold wind blew his red robe. On that day, Helian Guxue stood at the highest place, and his domineering voice resounded through the sky: Those who do not surrender, will be buried with them!

A red light flashed, and all the traitors were killed, leaving no bones left.

No one dared to disobey, not a single person.

When Helian Guxue indifferently looked at everything in this world with a gaze that looked down on the world, no one dared to look directly into those cold and heartless ice-red eyes, no one dared to say a word of insult and disobedience.

On that day, everyone finally knelt down in unison, deeply awed with a reverent heart, and deeply admired this incredible martial arts legend with a pair of devout eyes.

It took five years from the evildoer who was cursed and cast aside by the world to the owner of the Shenyue Palace who no one dares to offend today. However, the world only saw his holy brilliance, but never saw his tortured death. Heart.

Now, the situation is changing again, what will it be like?

"What's the matter?" A cold voice overflowed, the man in red turned around, his red eyes were as cold as frost.

"Court minister Fu Shan is waiting at the Temple of the Underworld." Mu Yunqing still smiled lightly, no different from before.

Helian Guxue's brows suddenly tightened, and she said thoughtfully: "Why did the imperial court send someone over?"

"I don't know."

The fiery red figure flitted past the white shirted man's eyes, leaving only the coldness that did not dissipate.

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The moment Fu Shan stepped into the Underworld Temple, his whole blood seemed to freeze.

The majestic and domineering hall does not lose the grandeur of the imperial palace at all, but the suffocating cold floats in the air, making Fu Shanqing shiver uncontrollably.

In recent years, the martial arts and the imperial court have become more and more closely involved. With the power of the Shenyue Palace in the martial arts at its peak, although the imperial court was resentful, it did not take any action at all.

Because they don't have the courage to approach the Lord of Shenyue Palace, let alone step into this magic palace that is feared by everyone in the world.

There are rumors in the world that the Lord of Shenyue Palace is a man with stunning beauty, with a face like a monster, but he is bloodthirsty and kills like hemp.

However, when Fu Shan finally had the courage to step into the Shenyue Palace and saw the legendary charming man, he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word for a long time.

The fiery red embroidered robe was dragged on the ground, and the long silver-white hair without any impurities was dyed with a holy color in the fiery red allure.

The charming red eyes were so cold that Fu Shan didn't dare to look up at him at all, as if looking at him more was an insult to that beautiful and enchanting look.

"Palace Master Helian?" Fu Shan asked tentatively.

"Exactly." Slowly approaching Fu Shan with light, cloud-like steps, a gust of poisonous cold air came, as if to freeze Fu Shan's heart.

Helian Guxue glanced at Fu Shan in displeasure, "What's the matter?"

Fu Shan encouraged and suppressed the fear in his heart, and the extremely oppressive aura of the man in red made him unable to breathe.

"Has the palace master ever heard that an important official of the court was assassinated, and the murderer left a blood letter and threatened to take my king's life?"

Helian Guxue gave Fu Shan a cold look, an imperceptible light flashed across her red eyes, and her cold words overflowed: "What have you got to do with me?"

When Fu Shan was thinking about how to answer the conversation, Helian Guxue added, "What? Dongfang absolutely thought it was my hand?"

Fu Shan raised his eyes suddenly, his surprise beyond words.

Firstly, he was amazed that Helian Guxue acted so recklessly that he dared to call the king by his name directly, and secondly, he was amazed at his foresight.

"Don't be surprised, could it be that this palace is wrong?"

Fu Shan was silent for a moment, then said lightly: "I hope Palace Master Helian can pay attention to my identity, my king's name must not be taboo..."

"Prince Fu, if you have nothing else to do, you can go back, I will not accompany you." Helian Guxue no longer looked at Fu Shan, her red eyes were like ice.

"My king told me that three days later, my king will treat the Mistress of Shenyue in the Palace of Good Years, and I hope that the Mistress will have dinner with my king."

Helian Guxue's eyes were full of sarcasm, he looked indifferently at Fu Shan's terrified old face, and said coldly and emotionlessly: "I don't know court rules, so I won't accompany you!"

The fiery red figure disappeared into the Temple of the Underworld like a cloud untouched by the world.

"Palace Master, if you don't agree today, I won't be able to return to my life!"

He had long heard that Palace Mistress Shenyue was cold, arrogant and withdrawn, but Fu Shan never expected that this Palace Mistress would reject it so simply that even the current emperor would not pay attention.

"Go back, he won't go."

At that time, a snow-white figure like a light cloud fell into Fu Shan's eyes. Mu Yunqing stood in front of him and smiled indifferently.

When Fu Shan raised his eyes to look at the man in the white shirt, a trace of surprise flooded into his eyes in an instant.