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The southernmost part of the Harlan Empire is the top of a triangular peninsula extending hundreds of miles into the sea. It is called Harlan Cape. Nearly a thousand years ago, someone invested heavily here to purchase land with a radius of more than 200 miles and built a A small manor. www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com
Over thousands of years, the original small manor developed into a small village, then a small town, and then it became a small city. Now, this city, which is located on a thousand-foot cliff overlooking the South China Sea, is A large city with a population of nearly one million. The owner of this city was also canonized as a hereditary marquis by the royal family of the Haran Empire, and will always have the right to rule the surrounding five hundred miles.
"Pearl on the Blue Sea" This city has an extremely beautiful name. Generally speaking, people on the mainland call this city "Pearl on the Blue Sea". In short, it is Pearl City.
Merchant ships traveling between the west coast and the south coast of the mainland must pass through the Pearl of the Blue Sea. A local garrison fleet of the Harlan Empire and a family fleet of the Acacia family, the hereditary marquis who controls the Pearl of the Blue Sea, are also stationed here.
Zhucheng is located on a white granite cliff that is thousands of feet high and stretches for dozens of miles. The towering cliff has become its natural barrier. In this cliff known as the Shield of Poseidon, the Acacia family spent a lot of effort to dig out semi-exposed tunnels that stretched for hundreds of miles, and dug countless pits and secret rooms, large and small. Thousands of years have built this place into a powerful fortress on a cliff.
There are even legends that the Acacia family dug a tunnel in the cliff that leads directly to the capital of the Haran Empire, thousands of miles to the north. This tunnel is a top-secret passage for the Acacia family and some nobles in the imperial capital to do smuggling business. However, this kind of market rumor is not very credible, and many people just treat it as a joke.
But just when Lin Qi boarded the large ship, a light two-wheeled carriage was slowly traveling through this legendary secret passage, surrounded by a group of guards. The secret passage, several meters high and about twenty meters wide, was reinforced with earth magic. Every dozen steps, large luminous pearls and magic crystals were inlaid on the walls. The bright light illuminated the secret passage as if it were daytime.
Every few dozen miles, there are huge caves for hiding soldiers and metal gates on both sides of the secret passage. Behind these metal gates are deep corridors. Where these corridors lead and what is behind them, except for some core figures of the Acacia family, outsiders have no way of knowing.
From time to time, teams of heavily armed elite warriors were walking back and forth in the secret passage. These warriors were filled with the suffocating smell of blood. It was obvious that they were all tigers and wolves who had killed people and seen blood, and were not the kind to be raised at home. A superficial thug escort.
Inside the carriage, which is made of silver and has dozens of acacia flowers watered with gold solution, a boy who looks to be eleven or twelve years old is leaning lazily on the soft bed. In the small carriage, a man wearing a A man in black robes and a dead white porcelain mask was kneeling at his feet.
If the ancestor of the Yun clan, Emperor Yun, were slightly enlarged, he would look exactly like this young man with silky black hair. Emperor Yun is successful in cultivation, and his body is undergoing some kind of wonderful transformation and evolution, so he looks only ** years old. This young man looks to be eleven or twelve years old, but his appearance is the same as that of Emperor Yun.
There is even a small red mole in Emperor Yun's left eyebrow. This young man also has one on his face, but the red mole is in his right eyebrow. If the two people are of the same age and have the same height and height, they will be almost the same as a normal person seeing their own image in the mirror, with no difference in appearance at all. …,
Perhaps the only thing that makes them feel different is their temperament.
Emperor Yun is majestic, solemn, and aloof, but he has an aura of openness and uprightness that only sub-emperors can have. As for this boy, there is a faint evil aura in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. It feels like he is slowly crawling into your bed late at night, and his sticky and slippery limbs are slowly wrapping around your body. The poisonous snake that gradually crawls up your chest is disgusting and disgusting, but you can't get rid of it.
After coughing a few times, the young man took out a small purple porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and slowly took out a golden pill and swallowed it into his mouth. There was an abnormal blush on his pale face, and the young man sneered in a low voice: "In other words, you don't know which way the little baby named Lin Qi left?"
The man wearing a porcelain mask placed his forehead on the floor of the carriage and responded in a low voice: "He killed all the spies."
Sighing softly, the young man shook his head. After a long time, the young man said in a deep voice: "Then, the person responsible for this matter, let him take the Minxin Pill and become a war puppet. If he can't do such a small thing well, his only use is to use his life to serve the family. Killed a few more enemies."
Squinting his eyes and being stunned for a while, the young man said calmly: "Send more people to find Lin Qi and kill him. I want his space rings. The stupid Emperor Yun let go of such a fortune. I will not let him go." Got it. Really, extremely stupid."
"Does he think that by befriending a legitimate son of the Tiger Clan, he can get the support of those immortals? He has forgotten that in the hearts of those immortals, we are rebellious, we are traitors. Back then, they protected three hundred of us blood descendants from escaping from the great war. It’s difficult, this bit of affection is completely gone.”
"We can only survive better by ourselves! Emperor Yun's methods are too gentle. If you rely on him, the Yun clan members of the Holy Dragon Court Empire will be killed by him sooner or later. I am the only one with the blood of the divine dragon. The best leader of our descendants, I should be the crown prince of the empire, not his good-for-nothing brother who was born only a quarter of an hour before me!"
"Damn it, he let so much wealth go in vain, Emperor Yun is really... pedantic."
He slapped the carriage hard, and suddenly a trace of thick black blood dripped from the corner of the young man's mouth. The man wearing a porcelain mask raised his head in horror and exclaimed: "Ancestor, you..."
The young man waved his hand gently, his evil eyes flickered for a while, and he shook his head gently.
"It's okay. The anger in my heart has opened up the old wounds a little bit. Humph, this punch from Emperor Yun is really hard to bear. It's a pity, it's a pity that I personally took action nineteen years ago, but I didn't even hit him Langrou, who was pregnant with the Yintian Vein, was killed, giving Emperor Yun a new evil direct bloodline. It's a pity, it's a pity, that Yun Xiaoyun, hey, why wasn't he suffocated to death in the womb?"
The man in the porcelain mask lowered his head and did not dare to say a word. The young man sighed softly, coughed a few times, and spit out a mouthful of bruises and a black blood clot the size of a thumb. He breathed a few comfortable breaths and laughed loudly: "Hehe, that punch from Emperor Yun... Hehe, he never thought that I was still alive in the world, and his punch of Thousand Dragons' Fury also had Ninety percent of the fire is gone, but how could he kill me with one punch?"
Jie Jie laughed strangely a few times, and the young man smiled triumphantly at the man and said, "Why are our ancestors his twin brothers? I have learned all the things he has learned. The nine strongest suppressors in the Yun family." The national Kungfu he practices is the Formless and Colorless True Dragon Transformation." Aren't I practicing exactly the same Kungfu? His power is just a little bit deeper than mine, but how can he kill me with this little bit? "…,
Looking at the black blood clot spit out, the young man whispered: "Emperor Yun, Emperor Yun, it is better for me to control the Yun family after all. If I were in charge of the Yun family, we would have rebuilt the empire long ago. Let the church pay the price."
The man in the porcelain mask said flatteringly: "My ancestor is wise and mighty, more than a hundred times better than the Cloud Emperor? Only under the control of my ancestor, can I, the blood descendant of the divine dragon, be like a divine dragon in nine transformations and become a saint, and finally rule the world."
The young man laughed a few times, and then nodded proudly.
"Send the order, search for Lin Qi's whereabouts with all your strength, and try to kill him completely. If he cannot be killed before he returns to Dunerqe, let... let them do it, and Lin Qi's body belongs to them. , but everything on Lin Qi must be found in our hands. Tell that old pervert Du Wen that as long as he helps us kill Lin Qi, we will do our best to support him and let him compete for the education in the future. The position of Zong.”
The man in the porcelain mask responded one by one. The young man pondered for a long time and then sneered: "Those trash people over at Vyas...forget it, after all, they are also descendants of our clan. Hehe, let the people over there keep a closer eye. From today on, I want to know every move of Emperor Yun’s filial sons and grandsons. By the way, Yun Xiaoming and the others probably don’t know your identities yet?”
The man in the porcelain mask chuckled: "Don't worry, ancestor, the children are calculating with their minds but not with their own intentions. They only treat us as assassins who want to gain benefits from the Assassin's Guild. No one has ever doubted our identity."
"It's really stupid." The young man narrowed his eyes and pondered for a long time, and then suddenly smiled: "But Emperor Yun is not very smart, so it is natural for his descendants to be stupid. See what you do, one Find a way to kill that Yun Xiaoyun, this doll may contain something... He shouldn't be alive."
"In addition, find a way to get Yun Xiaoming and the others to help, or even let Yun Xiaoming and the others do it themselves. In short, let them appear in front of Lin Qi. If Lin Qi can be killed, all Yun Xiaoming and the others will be killed. Silence him, and if he can't kill Lin Qi, let Yun Xiaoming and his men take the blame."
Looking hard at the man kneeling in the carriage, the young man said in a dark voice: "I don't want Emperor Yun to get the support of those old immortals. Do you understand?"
The man bowed deeply, responded, and then turned into a black smoke and disappeared from the carriage without a trace.
The boy chuckled a few times, then he lifted the car curtains and took a look outside, gently humming a slow lullaby. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is the author’s greatest motivation.)