In the Daxia Imperial City, the Marquis' Mansion, in the early morning, Ruoxi helped the unconscious Ning Chen to a wheelchair and pushed out of the room.
The warm morning sun shone down on people, warm and dispelled the cold of the night.
The sky is clear, the responsibilities belonging to Zhiming have been exhausted, the Eternal Night Divine Sect is destroyed, and the King of Pluto is also sent back. Zhiming, who has been running around for a lifetime, can finally rest in peace.
The war broke out, and the Great Xia was torn apart. It was time to change the dynasty. Weiyang Palace and Zhiminghou Mansion were calmer than ever. People were tired and didn't want to fight anymore.
The iron cavalry of the Northern Mongolian Royal Court, the forerunners of the Barbarian Dynasty, and the rebels of the Daxia Zhucheng moved at an astonishingly fast speed without encountering much resistance. The distance from the Daxia Imperial City was close at hand.
After several calamities, the people all over the world hate war and pray for peace more than ever.
Perhaps, when Daxia is defeated, peace will come. Will this be the case? No one knows. In the deduction of the master, Daxia should have died long ago, or when Fanlingyue expedition to the south, or when the Eternal Night God sects eastward, or when Pluto comes, this thousand-year-old dynasty can last until Today, it is an incredible
trace.
No dynasty can be immortal. Daxia has been at its peak for thousands of years. It is a combination of the efforts of generations of Ming lords and generations of Wuhou. Now that the lord of Ming is no longer, Wuhou is over, and the era of Daxia has come to an end.
At the same time, a figure from an exotic region also stepped into the Eastern Region, with blue clothes and an extraordinary demeanor, approaching the Marquis of Zhiming step by step.
Zhao Jia Tianjiao, the rising sun of the East, a peerless Tianjiao whose aptitude is no less than that of Luo Xingchen, one of the most favorable candidates for the Great Sun God Bow. He has entered the WTO only to retrieve a bow left by the Zhao family in the Eastern Region 30,000 years ago. .
"A dynasty without luck, ridiculous"
In the Great Xia Imperial City, thousands of miles away, another young man approached. His brows were arrogant and contemptuous. However, he had a strong aura that was piercing to the bone. Before he got close, he felt the heavy pressure.
Xiao Clan Tianjiao, Yang Xiao, one of the peerless geniuses alongside Zhao Jia Dongyang, who appeared in the Eastern Region, no one knows what the purpose is.
"Ding"
The sound of the piano sounded, the rain of flowers fell, and in a flying sedan chair with a light gauze curtain, the fairy played the piano, and the beautiful girl who did not know where she came from also appeared in Shenzhou, went east, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
One after another extraordinary arrogance, embarked on the road to China at the same time, the purpose is surprisingly consistent, Daxia Imperial City, Zhiming Houfu.
The Great Xia Imperial City, the center where the wind and clouds gather, the rebels in the nine cities, the iron cavalry in Northern Mongolia, the army of the barbarian dynasty, the soldiers are under the city, each with different thoughts, looking coldly at the imperial city in front, and only waiting for an order to end this heyday. A powerful dynasty for thousands of years.
In the imperial city, battalion after battalion of the forbidden army guarded the gates of the city, and they could not defend themselves. The eyes of the Marquis of Anling were full of despair.
In front of the city, Mingyue dismounted, her slender body seemed so extraordinary at this moment. She walked to the foot of the city and looked at the city in front of her, a touch of sadness flashed on her delicate little face.
"Amethyst, accompany me into the city," Mingyue said softly.
"kindness"
Amethyst nodded, waved her hand over the emperor beside her, turned into a stream of light and went into the city.
At the same time, the barbarian prince and a congenital worshiper also entered the imperial city.
State affairs are state affairs, and human feelings are human feelings. Before finally attacking the city, they all have to go to see a person.
In front of Zhiminghou's mansion, the door was wide open, Ruoxi pushed Ning Chen out, and looked at the leader of Manchao and Beimeng in front of him, there was no fear in her beautiful face.
Mingyue stepped forward, tears looming in her eyes, and said softly, "Bad man, will you blame me?"
Daxia's luck is exhausted, and the rebellious cities have similar strengths, and there will definitely be another war for the throne. At that time, the world will be in chaos. To settle this war as soon as possible, it is the best choice to send troops from Beimeng. .
Next to him, Prince Man looked at Suyi sleeping on a wheelchair, and sighed in his heart. Although he was dissatisfied with this kid because of Aman's affairs, it was undeniable that Daxia's Marquis of Fate was the most worthy of the world. people he admires.
When the person who should see it saw it, the Prince Man turned around and left. Before leaving, he glanced at the bright moon not far away, and said indifferently, "Emperor Beimeng, who this world belongs to, we will soon find out."
"Accompany you to the end." Mingyue put away the tears in her eyes, her expression also became cold, and said lightly.
The two left and returned to the army respectively. The siege officially began. The three parties tacitly decided to capture Daxia first, and then compete against each other. In the imperial city, 100,000 imperial troops desperately resisted. Thousands of miles away, reinforcements from Qinghe City, Tianfu City, Huaqing City and other cities in Daxia rushed to the imperial city to relieve the siege. , the soldiers of Zhucheng are too strong
late.
Day and night, Daxia's forbidden army suffered heavy casualties, and the three-way siege team also lost a lot of casualties.
"It's really fun"
Just when the Great Xia Imperial City was about to be destroyed, a young man in gray clothes appeared above the sky, ignoring the rain of arrows, and walked into the Imperial City step by step.
In the Weiyang Palace, Qing Ning felt the sudden and powerful aura, her expression changed, her figure passed by, and she hurried towards the Zhiminghou Mansion.
In the backyard of Hou Mansion, Qing Ning came and looked at the young man in gray clothes who appeared in the sky, his eyes were extremely dignified.
"Ruoxi, Ning Xi, take him away quickly," Qing Ning said in a deep voice.
"Where can you go?"
The voice fell, the void swayed, the blue light converged, and another powerful breath descended, Zhao Jia Dongyang appeared above the Hou residence.
"It turns out that the two brothers are here"
The sound of the piano is faint, the flowers are raining, and a flying sedan chair with gauze curtains appears in the sky.
"Wu Qingman, huh, I didn't expect that Tianyin Pavilion, which has always been pretentious, would also do this kind of robbery." Yang Xiao, who came first to the Xiaozu Tianjiao, sneered.
"Brother Yang's words are serious, Qingman is just on the order of the teacher, please come back to Tianyin Valley as a guest." In the veil, Wu Qingman said with a faint smile.
Hearing the former's explanation, Yang Xiao snorted coldly, if he believed this nonsense, he would be a fool.
Not far away, Zhao Dongyang was not in the mood to pay attention to the nonsense of the two. He fell down, looked at the few people in the Hou residence, and said calmly, "Where's the broken bow?"
"Hey, Brother Zhao, why don't you have a first-come-first-served approach? Why don't you wait until you're done and ask again?"
While speaking, Yang Xiao's figure flashed and landed on the bottom. He glanced at the few people in front of him and said with a smile, "Hand over the book, I will try not to kill you all"
"Idiot dreaming," Li Ning said coldly.
"I like the uncooperative"
Yang Xiao sneered, took one step, and jumped up in an instant, three fingers condensing his claws, killing his soul.
Lime waved his spear to meet him, and with a bang, he took a few steps back, and the corners of his mouth dripped red.
Five Tribulations Realm vs. Three Disaster Realms, an opponent who is not at the same level, so that this battle, from the beginning, has no suspense.
"Brother Yang, bullying a woman doesn't seem like a gentleman." Above the sky, Wu Qingman laughed softly.
"Oh, really?"
Yang Xiao turned his head, his eyes narrowed, and with a wave of his hand, one after another flying feathers turned into a veil of light that shot straight into the sky, a poisonous hidden weapon that pierced the dazzling edge.
The curtains flashed past, dodging Fei Ling, Wu Qingman suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and said softly, "Brother Yang, it was Qingman who was offended by what he said, so please don't take offense."
Yang Xiao ignored the former, turned around, looked at the woman standing in front of him, and said, "How is it, have you made up your mind, or not?"
"If you want the Book of Heaven, after you die, your aunt will burn it for you." Behind Li Ning, Ning Xi, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't hold back the anger in her heart and said.
Lan Jun, who was born in a dangerous building, has never been a person who swallowed his voice. The gentleness and kindness shown by his brother and eldest grandson disappeared at this moment.
"Ding"
The sound of the piano sounded, and it fell from the sky. Ning Xi, who had just spoken, stumbled under her feet, vomited out a mouthful of blood, dyeing her shirt red.
"Women, you still need to know what is etiquette, righteousness and shame." In the veil, Wu Qingman said coldly.
"Two brothers, if you want the Book of Heaven and the Broken Sorrow Bow, why bother, let them get it by themselves."
Before the words were finished, the sound of the piano turned again, and the magic sound was swept away, confusing people's minds. Ruoxi, who had no martial arts cultivation base, immediately lost the focus of her eyes and lost her consciousness.
Qing Ning's expression changed, she could barely endure the drowsiness in her head, and she stepped on the lotus and swept towards the curtain of the sky.
"Did I let you go?"
Yang Xiao snorted coldly, moved his feet, stopped in front, turned his palms into fists, and slammed out.
The fist style, the guns collided, the Tsing Yi dyed red, and then took a few steps back.
After the wheelchair, Ruoxi, who was affected by the sound of the piano, lost her mind, released the armrest of the wheelchair, and walked towards the study.
"Ruoxi" Ning Xi was startled and wanted to stop it, however, being suppressed by the sound of the piano, it was difficult for him to take a single step.
"Ruoxi, where are you going?" Just as Ruoxi passed by the wheelchair, a warm hand stretched out and grabbed the former's arm. The next moment, Suyi's figure lying on the wheelchair slowly stood up , the wheelchair under him shattered, and among the broken pieces of wood scattered all over the sky, there was a blue-and-white sword flying.
Out, turned into a streamer, straight out.
"Knowing the Marquis!"
Yang Xiao's eyes narrowed, and he took the sword with his palm, but he felt an unshakable sword intent coming, and he took a dozen steps away from under his feet.
"Wrong, it's Daxia Zhiminghou"
Su Yi disappeared, and in an instant, she reached in front of the sword and reached out to hold the sword. In an instant, the sword's edge broke through the limitation of her palms and penetrated into the former's chest.
The instant change made it difficult for those present to react. Yang Xiao's mouth blushed, and he reached out to grab the sword in front of his chest, flipped his palms and patted it out, forcibly returning the move.
The corner of Ning Chen's mouth was slightly raised, the sword's momentum turned, and the former was directly shocked.
"Uh"
The blood-stained gray clothes were talking about Tianjiao's embarrassment, Yang Xiao fell to the ground, barely stabilized his body, and vomited out another mouthful of blood.
"This girl, the female family members at home are not well entertained, and they are often neglected, but they are not, they are under the discipline, can you stop playing the piano?"
Ning Chen raised his head, looked at the woman on the Tiantian sedan chair, and said lightly. In the veil, Wu Qingman stretched out his hand and pressed the strings. Around the corner of his mouth, drops of blood fell silently. On the qin made of blue gold, at some point, a clear sword mark appeared, running through the body of the violin, dazzling.