A distant dream.
Bai Xi dreamed that she was singing.
In the dilapidated palace, under the setting sun, she saw a dim light shining on the roof ridge, making the broken kiss beast on the hanging ridge reflect the iron light.
Withered vines fell from the ridge of the roof, following the sunlight, hanging from the cracks into the empty hall.
Those slender weeds and bones are entangled together, and flowers bloom from the empty eye sockets.
Those ministers in court uniforms have turned into skeletons, but even the skeletons are still crawling on the ground, sorting on both sides, worshiping the lofty throne.
Promise to the supreme and supreme emperor.
The skeletons rang the bells, and the solemn music seemed to come from the underworld, congratulating the arrival of the new emperor.
"Everyone is safe."
Bai Xi stepped barefoot on the broken steps and looked down, but no one responded. The skeletons prostrated on the ground, maintaining awe until death.
In the silence, only the emperor sang softly, wandered in the palace, and danced under the dim sunlight.
In the gentle and charming dance, the clothes are flying in the wind, dancing with the dust.
Everything that has fallen and declined is crawling under those toes.
Bai Xi looked around at all this.
Everything is quiet and beautiful.
Everything seems fine.
Just a little bit... lonely.
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Bai Xi opened her eyes and woke up from the bed. She saw the light of the setting sun outside the window, which was not dazzling.
The soft light shone on her wrist. After a long nap, the laziness seemed to be entangled in her bones, making her unable to lift her spirits.
"woke up?"
The emperor sat on the chair and looked at the pile of packed things beside him and saluted: "It seems that you have packed them all. It really makes me feel sad to be so impatient."
"Your Majesty, what are you talking about?"
Bai Xi turned over, lying on the bed and staring at the emperor, with a smile that seemed happy: "Since returning to the East, Your Majesty has treated me as one of his own, and now it seems that this cold palace feels a bit like home. When I think about leaving here, I naturally feel reluctant to leave.”
The emperor lowered his head and drank tea, but raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are these words sincere or false?"
"Of course it's sincere."
"This is more pleasant to the ears."
The emperor put down the tea cup and looked at her with a pair of phoenix eyes, his eyes pitiful: "For such a long time, even if your adoptive father is Bai Heng, I have never been wary or wary of you. Instead, I have put all my music theories and experiences aside I will pass it on to you and give you the prestige and power that surpasses millions of people. Now you are willing to give up everything I gave you and then go back to being a caged bird?"
"This is 'love'."
Bai Xi shook his head and sighed, with a hint of mockery in his tone: "An old woman like Your Majesty will not understand."
"As the lord of the world, I have a reason not to take trivial things like the love of my children seriously. But what about you, Bai Xi?"
The emperor asked calmly: "After you have the so-called 'love', which hand will you use to hold the 'power' and 'power' you want? What you get by relying on a man's favor, After losing favor, where will he go? You need to know that serving others with sex will not last long."
"Your Majesty is worthy of being your Majesty. Even his words to persuade people to stay are so unique."
Bai Xi chuckled, stood up slightly, looked forward and looked at the emperor's indifferent expression, and said seriously: "Since Your Majesty is so reluctant to part with me, why not let me eat and sleep here and there. Wouldn't it be nice to get the best of both worlds?"
"What a silly thing to say."
The emperor threw a bomb and hit her on the forehead without raising his head: "It seems that you have decided to go?"
"Isn't this good? It's good for you and me."
Bai Xi raised his head and rubbed the red mark on his forehead. His smile was hidden under his palms and his voice was soft: "Your Majesty, you taught me so many things and wanted me to become you... But for such a long time, I have been looking at you. It just makes me feel pitiful to look at the embarrassment of thinking and working hard for those boring things."
"Every time I can't help but think, why isn't the person sitting on that chair me? It would be great if it was me... "
Bai Xi sighed softly and said:
"—You must be inferior to me."
In the long silence, the emperor looked down at the tea cup, and for a long time, he laughed softly.
"Yeah?"
She whispered softly, "This makes me feel relieved."
Amid her sighs, the sound of armor rubbing against each other was heard. In the roar, the door burst open, and two rows of stern sergeants rushed into the door. In an instant, layers of shackles fell on Bai Xi's body.
Among the guards of the Forbidden Army, the emperor reached out to brush off the dust on his body and said goodbye to Bai Xi:
"In this case, no matter what happens... you can at least realize one of the two wishes of 'leaving here' and 'becoming an emperor'."
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Ye Qingxuan heard the sound of thunder.
Opening his eyes, he saw the dome above his head falling apart before his eyes.
At that moment, the entire roof seemed like bubbles being deformed by the strong wind, twisting and adapting to the violent force, but unable to maintain its own structure. In the end, it fell apart before it even had time to cry out.
It was only now that the loud noise broke out.
Countless broken tiles and stone shards followed the breakage of the beams and pressed downwards. The four walls were swept out by the air waves, leaving only a mess.
Amidst countless dust flying, Ye Qingxuan slowly stood up, and the bed behind him finally collapsed completely.
Across Seiya's realm, he looked at the musicians flying in the sky and sighed softly.
"Where did this happen?"
"Today there is a traitor named Ye Qingxuan, who does not respect the king's laws and the emperor's name. He secretly collaborates with the traitors and has evil intentions..."
In the sky, a musician unfolded the edict. After reading a lot, Bala Bala looked at Ye Qingxuan coldly: "Marquis Changyu, if you can't help but be captured, you can still ask your Majesty to reduce your rank to the people and save your life. Otherwise, don't blame me." The officials are ruthless.”
Ye Qingxuan tilted his head and looked at the officers and soldiers surrounding him on three levels. He was silent for a long time and couldn't help but laugh.
"Is this a case of killing the bird and hiding the bow? No, the cunning rabbit is cooked by the lackey? It's not really, well, if you insist on saying it, it should be 'burning the bridge', right?"
He looked in the direction of the palace and asked curiously:
"What are you planning?"
You wanted Bai Heng, and Bai Heng was caught by you.
You wanted it at night, and I waited until night.
As a result, this is happening now...
Why bother
"As a result, in the final analysis, we still have to fight."
He reached out and tied his loose long hair into a ponytail, and nodded slightly: "Then let's fight."
In the sky, the leading scepter looked gloomy.
"Toast no..."
Bang!
After a ray of fierce light flew by, half of the bloody body fell from the sky.
Facing the pale faces of the others, Ye Qingxuan nodded slightly:
"First."
He took a step forward, and countless stars rose from behind him, rising majestically into the sky. Rubbing against the invisible music theory in the void, the sharp sound of the collision of gold and iron burst out.
The authority of the Yellow King and the power of the Great Wall collided.
Under the blockade of the Great Wall, all ether stopped flowing. However, driven by the authority of the Yellow King, the forcibly solidified ether was violently pushed forward by invisible forces.
It was as if the water that had condensed into ice in a stone urn was forcibly stirred by an iron pestle. The ice cubes fell apart. As the biting cold spread, countless fine "ice ballast" flew in all directions.
Immediately afterwards, the melody from the new world sounded.
The stars burst.
Another burst of scarlet bursts from the sky.
"the second… "
Ye Qingxuan murmured softly, straightened his collar in front of the broken bronze mirror in the ruins, and headed towards the palace in the distance, roaring to meet the iron cavalry sweeping through the streets.
collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse!
His every move seemed to be dragging an invisible giant, and the sound of countless strings snapping came and went.
The Great Wall that had been built and maintained by Cathay for hundreds of years was now falling down in the capital, and a terrifying gravity that was enough to suppress natural disasters was exerted on Ye Qingxuan's scepter.
Not only the Ethernet, but also the existence of the Ether Sea has become so far away at this moment.
The element of the wheel of balance obtained by Cathay is "maintenance".
After incorporating the maintenance elements, the Great Wall became nearly indestructible, and the stability of music theory rose to a level unimaginable by humans, with no gaps to be found at all.
The huge barrier that separated the inside and outside shrank at this moment, turning into a cage on Ye Qingxuan's body.
Even with the authority of the Yellow King, there may be less and less ether that can be mobilized...
Dozens of musicians were risking their lives to attack Ye Qingxuan in the sky at this moment, forcing him to constantly fight back, wasting the power in the dragon's blood.
"That's it, don't stop!"
The musician conducting on the scene held tightly the scroll to mobilize the Great Wall and block Ye Qingxuan's moves, with a sinister look in his eyes: "There are still limits to natural disasters. I don't believe that after cutting off the ether network, without Angelou's strategic ether reserves, he still has How much power can be squandered..."
At that moment, he felt cold eyes falling on him.
It's Ye Qingxuan on the ground.
That was not murderous intent driven from anger.
But facing the clown's indifference and disregard.
He glanced at it, then looked away nonchalantly, then took out the last pack of cigarettes from his pocket, rubbed out a wisp of flame with his fingers, lit it, took a slow puff, and then blew out a wisp of green smoke into the sky.
Surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, it seemed like there was no one else around.
The musician was irritated by the contempt in his eyes, his face turned livid, and he angrily ordered an attack: "Under the dragnet, let's see how long you can be arrogant!"
Then he saw it.
On the ground, Ye Qingxuan's palm holding the cigarette slowly raised and pointed at the sky.
In the solid wind, the dark red fire flickered at the fingertips, and the gray-white smoke condensed into a line and rose toward the sky.
That was the last ray of ether contained in Ye Qingxuan's blood.
Relying on the smoke, it turned into a little burning star, rising towards the sky. After gathering the music theory of the Sword of the New Testament, stars containing endless electric light rose above the sky in an instant.
Countless complex alchemical matrices emerged among the stars. In an instant, the four realms of "outflow", "creation", "formation" and "activity" were completed. In that place that was less than the size of a needle tip, countless music theories were stimulating. , connected with each other, forming a structure that is almost difficult to observe with the naked eye.
Then, it exploded!
That is light.
Pure and violent music theory light!
It only lasted a moment.
The light that shone thousands of times overlapped in one place, and between birth and death, it formed Gangnir's violent electric light, upward, upward, and upward... After tearing apart the layers of shackles, it was annihilated under the blockade of the Great Wall. middle.
But the light that was strong enough to be observed with the human eye passed through the illusory clouds and sent a signal to the steel warship hovering above the clouds.
-I'm here.
At that moment, the Nomadic Mountain woke up from its slumber, the decks opened layer by layer, and even the armor of most of the hull fell off as the rivets cracked.
Hidden under the armor and bulkheads is a terrifying main gun that occupies almost one-third of the hull.
At this moment, with the turning of the ship's hull, it was aimed at the place where the light was.
Hephaestus, activate!