"From now on, you will stay by Situ Yunqing's side," Xu Zimo said.
Shili Changkong nodded and asked, "Are you really going to hand over your power to a little girl?"
Xu Zimo smiled. If my memory is correct, Situ Yunqing should not be underestimated.
In her previous life, she spent only a few decades at Situ's family, and opened Situ Chamber of Commerce all over the Eastern Continent, becoming one of the most powerful forces.
If it weren't for Situ Yunqing's ability, Xu Zimo wouldn't have to spend so much effort to pull the opponent into his command.
"In two years, if she can spread her influence throughout the Far West, then I will believe in her ability," Xu Zimo said.
"What if it doesn't work in two years?" Shili Changkong asked rhetorically.
"Is there any meaning for a worthless person to live?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.
Ten Miles of Sky was silent for a moment, and thought to himself, "It's really cold-blooded!"
...
After solving Zhou Quecheng's incident, the three of Xu Zimo also decided to leave. After all, the mission of the sect he received when he became a sect has not been completed yet!
Several people rode on horses, blue sky and white clouds, long green hills, and Feimo Ma galloped bravely into the distance.
There were birds fluttering and flying, hovering above the heads of several people, and the breeze rolled up the dead leaves and circled in the air.
The scorching sun was in the sky, and several people were riding on the road when suddenly there was an explosion from above.
Afterwards, several people felt a powerful momentum enveloped from above.
Above the head, there were two people walking in the air. An old man was wearing a gray gown and was holding a five-foot epee in his hand. The invisible aura was rippling around him, and the whole space was crushed and exploded.
The other person is a middle-aged man, his body is burning with flames, the flames are hot and gorgeous, as if the surrounding space will be burned to nothingness.
The gray-clothed old man's face was calm, and he spoke loudly, his voice was loud and loud, and the space "boomed" sounded.
"Ren Pingsheng, hand over the inheritance of Emperor Tunri, and I will spare your life."
The flame man smiled contemptuously, he seemed to have been seriously injured, his face was a little pale, and he said disdainfully: "Yue Buli, it's ridiculous that a despicable villain like you deserves to be the master of a sect!"
Xu Zimo was lying on the horseback, watching the fight between the two with great interest.
Xiao Guizi on the side looked flustered, seeing that Xu Zimo was not nervous at all, and asked suspiciously, "Brother, do you know them?"
"What are you afraid of? If you follow me, who would dare to touch you?" Xu Zimo said with a light smile.
"The gray-clothed old man is called Yue Buli, and he is the suzerain of the Heavenly Sword Sect," Lin Ruhu explained, "As for the white-clothed man, I don't know him."
"Ren Pingsheng, Ren Pingsheng, a descendant of Emperor Tunri," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Emperor Tunri," Xiao Guizi exclaimed, he was a very famous emperor in the age of emperors.
"Na Yue Buli is a strong person in the Venerable Vein Realm, while Ren Pingsheng is only in the Empty Vein Realm. It seems that he won't last long," Xiao Guizi said thoughtfully.
"Never underestimate the means left by a great emperor," Xu Zimo waved his hand and said, "Let's go, this matter has nothing to do with us."
...
Above the void, Yue Buli held the epee, the endless sword energy condensed on his sword body, condensed, and then exploded, cracks began to appear in the space.
This sword carried an endless murderous aura, and the wind raged and roared around him. The epee was raised high above his head, as if the entire sky was about to be cut off.
"Yue Buli, you really want to fight to the death," Ren Pingsheng asked with an embarrassed expression.
"Hand over the treasure of Emperor Tun Ri, and I will spare your life," Yue Buli roared.
Endless power condensed on his sword, and his whole face was deformed, as if he was about to use this sword ready to end the battle.
"You forced me to do this," Ren Pingsheng coughed a few times, and slowly took out a flute from his waist.
Xu Zimo, who was in front of him, saw the appearance of the flute, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said with a smile: "It seems that there is a good show to watch."
"Is this flute very strong?" Lin Ruhu asked suspiciously.
"The origin of this flute is related to a love affair of Emperor Tunri, do you want to hear it?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.
Xiao Guizi was a little puzzled, Emperor Tunri lived several epochs ago, how could his senior brother know about his love experience
But Xiao Guizi was still very interested in the gossip about the emperor.
"Rumor, that's the story of Emperor Tunri's youth," Xu Zimo smiled, and recounted with great interest: "Emperor Tunri had a childhood sweetheart when he was young, and they had a baby relationship since they were young. better.
But one day, the girl suddenly became seriously ill. Before she died, the girl gave her favorite flute to Emperor Tunri.
To commemorate the precious but short-lived love between them.
From then on, whenever Emperor Tunri missed the girl, he would play the flute alone.
This habit has been maintained even after he finally became the emperor.
The flute is only made of ordinary materials, but it has emperor patterns engraved inside it. "
Following Xu Zimo's narration, Ren Pingsheng over there cut his finger, dripped a drop of blood into the flute, and then played the flute slowly.
When a drop of his blood sank into the flute, his originally pale face became even paler.
The melodious sound of the flute sounded softly, and the sound of the flute was very slow, giving people the appropriate feeling of flowing water on a small bridge.
But when such an ordinary flute sounded, the whole world seemed to stop.
Everything is silent, whether it is the turbulent river in the distance, or the quiet breeze in the sky.
Or Yue Buli's sword movement that vowed to cut the sky in half seemed to stop silently.
The sound of the flute was still ringing, Yue Buli's expression was a little horrified.
The flute whipped up endless wind and waves, and a black scorching sun appeared out of thin air at the end of the sky.
Then the space collapsed, the rules became chaotic, and infinite power gathered above the sky.
"This, is this the Great Emperor?" Both Lin Ruhu and Xiao Guizi looked surprised, "It's just a used flute with emperor patterns, and it has such power, so what kind of elegance should the Great Emperor himself be?" .”
"Ren Pingsheng, you are lucky this time, but you have not been recognized by the treasure, and you can use it a few more times with your blood essence," Yue Buli roared unwillingly, and then flew desperately into the distance .
The scorching sun that seemed to devour the vortex was about to form, and Yue Buxin's beating seemed to be pinched by a pair of big hands, and the beating was almost about to burst.
He didn't dare to stay here for too long, the majesty of the emperor was inviolable.
Seeing Yue Buli running away like crazy, Ren Pingsheng slowly put down his flute, and the devouring scorching sun dissipated little by little.
He staggered and almost fell, the exhaustion just now was too great.
Then he landed slowly and glanced at Xu Zimo and the others beside him.