Rong Xian fixedly looked at the young man, her eyes pierced by the sharp sword intent.
She blinked, her entire sea of consciousness turned into invisible sword energy, and Sen Leng's murderous intent unceremoniously pointed at this uninvited guest.
There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the emperor Hanxing, because he didn't laugh long, so the curvature of the corners of his mouth seemed unfamiliar and stiff.
His voice was like his own, cold and lonely, as silent as snow: "Very good."
Rong Xian couldn't tell whether the mysterious person said that her sword was good or that she was a good person, maybe both.
She curved the corners of her lips, her phoenix eyes were clear and clean, but she was indifferent and left no shadow. Her voice was just like her, seemingly gentle but indifferent: "Senior came here suddenly, do you need any help?"
The emperor is like his temperament, straight and honest: "You are my blood."
The smile at the corner of Rong Xian's mouth froze, and she almost thought that this person was a rising figure in the Rong family.
Haoxuan remembered that she had already taken the house and no longer had the Rong's bloodline.
Then, the blood in this mysterious mouth can only be the blood of the Sword Emperor in her body, so is this the owner of the lost
not...
This man is the Sword Emperor! !
Rong Xian tried her best to hide the shock in her heart. Whether it was the person's temperament or what he said, she told her who this person was.
The first person of the era 10,000 years ago, the man who stirred up the whole world.
Moreover, he also called himself 'Zhen', dressed in a dragon robe, and had a golden dragon to protect himself.
Rong Xian was inexplicably underpowered by this heavy identity halo, and more importantly, she did not know the reason why such a powerful person came to her.
Is it because she robbed people's blood and blood, people came to settle accounts with her
And judging from her current situation, she was definitely unable to fight, and there was nowhere to escape.
Rong Xian, who has always been in control, is not good. The sudden appearance of this uncontrollable thing really made her unable to react.
Rong Xian was speechless, her phoenix eyes staring at the emperor, not knowing what to say, this rare embarrassment made her a little at a loss.
There was a smile in the emperor's eyes, he seemed to be able to read people's hearts, and directly answered Rong Xian's doubts: "Both I and my dynasty lack an heir, and it's just right that you appeared."
Rong Xian looked a little puzzled. She didn't doubt the emperor. The emperor didn't bother to lie. She saw it very clearly. She just didn't understand how such a strong man could be worried about the heir.
The emperor did not hide anything, he said calmly: "My three emperors and one daughter were all killed by the enemy, and I was seriously injured. There is not much time left, and the people of the entire dynasty have no time. They A new emperor is needed to lead them out of the shadows."
He said decisively: "Although I don't know what happened, you are indeed my only bloodline. With this bloodline, you should take responsibility."
Rong Xian had no reason to refuse the emperor. A drop of sword emperor blood made her owe this person a cause and effect. In addition to the powerful strength that this bloodline brought her, she could not refuse the emperor's request.
Rong Xian pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly, the sword intent that had been somewhat hostile before dissipated in an instant, she replied softly: "Okay."
The emperor's eyebrows relaxed, as if he had removed the big stone on his heart, and he was relieved and happy.
The rare smile is like a lotus flower on the ice and snow, which makes people want to treasure it.
"What's your name?" The emperor restrained his smile, his expressionless expression as sharp and cold as a magic weapon.
Rong Xian's eyebrows curled, "Rong Xian."
The emperor was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "It's really God's will."
His surname is Rong, his country is the Rong Dynasty, and the grandfather of the country is Zhong Rong. Now his only remaining bloodline is also the surname of Rong.
The emperor lowered his eyes, his eyelashes as heavy as crow feathers cast a shadow on the bottom of his eyes, his expression was still so cold, like a snow-capped mountain, unattainable.
His expression was serious, and his tone was serious: "Your name is Rong Ya, the character is Xian, and you are the princess of the Rong Dynasty."
He was not asking, nor was he making a simple statement, he was telling Rong Xian her name, her words and her responsibilities.
Rong Xian accepted it without any objection. She tilted her head in thought for a moment, and said tentatively, "If Rong Dynasty is broken by me, you won't blame me, right?"
The emperor didn't answer. He gave Rong Xian a deep look, as if wondering if he was too hasty in his decision to give the dynasty to a girl in her twenties.
But there is no way, he will not live long, the dynasty also needs a new emperor, and people with the blood of the emperor are undoubtedly the most acceptable.
The emperor was silent for a moment and said, "The prime minister will come to welcome you back to the dynasty."
Rong Xian's clear eyes seemed to be full of moonlight, and it was beautiful: "Well, I'm looking forward to it."
The golden light in the emperor's eyes faded, and the figure turned into a golden dragon of luck.
Luck Jinlong let out a long groan and wandered beside Rong Xian.
The emperor has left!
Rong Xian stared deeply at the slowly dissipating golden dragon of luck, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
Zhongqianjie, Rong Dynasty
She flipped through the memory of seeing the genealogy in her mind, and couldn't help but sigh: "It turned out to be the family, but in the end, I'm still the Rong family."
If she hadn't seized the body, how could she not be able to sense her own bloodline
The curvature of the corner of Rong Xian's mouth gradually deepened, she stroked her sleeve, and said with a pretense of emotion: "The sky has eyes, I can't bear to cut off my Rong's blood."
Zhongqianjie Rong Dynasty, Qianjing Imperial City.
The emperor sitting on the dragon chair opened his eyes, the frost in his eyes disappeared, and the color of relief appeared spontaneously.
He took out the Conferred God List, looked at the dim names of several children on the list, and the auspicious clouds below had also dissipated.
Picking up the pen, he slowly and forcefully wrote on the Conferred God List: Crown Princess, Rong Ya.
Under the name of Rong Ya, a cloud of luck was born.
The emperor stretched out his hand and threw the Fengshen Bang into the void. The golden dragon of luck, which was lying lazily in the sea of clouds, rushed down, holding the Fengshen Bang in his mouth and flew high into the sky.
At this moment, everyone in the capital raised their heads towards the palace, and in the sea of clouds, the thousand-zhang golden dragon that had been sullen happily tossed in the sea of clouds, and then lifted the dragon's head and rushed straight to the Jiuzhongtian.
'Ang' came out with a cheerful long whistle, the sound was long and long, running through the heavens and the earth, straight into the nine heavens.
The sound of the dragon's roar is shocking, as if it resounds in the depths of the soul, and the pressure brought by the dragon's body of 1000 feet makes people unable to straighten their bodies.
The dragon's eyes that are always dazed are piercing, and the scales on the body are also flowing with a dazzling halo.
With a long whistle, everyone in the Rong Dynasty's territory looked in the direction of the capital in amazement. The golden dragon slammed into a long river of qi fortune, and a slightly smaller golden dragon with qi fortune separated from it and ran towards Xiao Qianjie. direction.
"This is..." Doctor Censor stared at the separated Fortune Golden Dragon, unable to speak for a long time in surprise.
He danced with excitement: "It's the princess, my next king."
Rong Xian: The blood essence of the Sword Emperor was actually the blood of the Rong family, crying with laughter (￣▽￣)/
(End of this chapter)