Eternal Heaven · Northeast border.
For Yongtian Kingdom, the dragon clan has always been a serious problem that is difficult to deal with.
Unlike the Lingwu lord guarding the north, the eastern border of the Eternal Heaven Kingdom is not strong, so friction with the Dragon Clan is often more about losing than winning. The battle with the Dragon Clan back then exhausted the last vitality of the Royal Clan, and the Royal Clan went into decline from then on, so much so that the Dragon Clan almost captured the entire capital without sending the main force in the two kings' conquest.
However, in fact, the development of the Dragon Clan during this period was not completely smooth.
The nine sons of the Dragon King, Offrant, died inexplicably on Tianyue Mountain, and the war against the elves did not completely annex the elves in the end. After the main force returned to the Dragon King, the Dragon Clan once again set their sights on the Kingdom of Eternal Heaven—the fertile land they had always wanted to keep for themselves.
It was night, and it was snowing heavily. The woman wearing a bamboo hat put one hand on the scabbard at her waist and walked forward against the wind.
The eldest son of Wanze Territory, the Nine Great Consummations, Xihe.
After meeting Li De in Yunyang, Xihe borrowed from Li De the new army formed by [Breaking Heaven]. As a reward, she promised to replace Li De to the border between the dragons and humans to find out about the movements of the dragons. By the way, look for Merlin's whereabouts. It was already a severe cold place here, but Xihe did not change into heavy winter clothes, but still wore clothes that were convenient for movement. If you look carefully, you can see the bright red blood from her back, still steaming.
Xihe let out a sigh of relief, his heroic eyes were a little slack now, but he was still trying his best to look at the scenery around him, as if he was confirming something. After judging that there was no danger here, Xihe reached into his arms and took out a bird that was only the size of a palm.
This bird is called "Wanli Transsion", and it can only be raised by the direct blood of the Lord Wanze. It is usually injected with a special anesthetic to make it dormant. If necessary, it will be awakened by feeding an antidote, and then it can speak to it directly. "Wanli Voice Transmission" will record up to fifty words of information, and then quickly flap its wings and fly to the place where it woke up last time.
The biggest advantage of "Wanli Transsion" over carrier pigeons is that it can convey the last words for the user when the crisis is too late to write a letter.
In the Lord's Mansion of Yunyang, Xihe once awakened it briefly, allowing it to remember the direction there.
Now, Xihe took out the bottle containing the antidote again, bit open the lid with her teeth, and wanted to pour the antidote into the mouth of "Wanli Sound Transmission", but she didn't know whether it was because of the cold, excessive blood loss, or excessive fear. Trembling non-stop, it took several attempts to succeed. Many white pills were sprinkled on the snow, disappearing without a trace.
"Wanli Voice Transmission" woke up leisurely, and looked at Xihe with small dark eyes blinking.
Xihe patted its head lightly, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Tell him... don't worry about the Dragon Clan's affairs, the farther you can escape, the better..."
"This is not something humans... can participate in..."
"Don't... don't... don't come..."
"Wanli Voice Transmission" only has the ability to learn the tongue, and cannot understand human thoughts. However, when Xihe stretched out his hand and held it high into the sky, "Wanli Voice Transmission" knew that it was time to fly to the designated place to deliver the message.
Feeling the weight in his hands lighten, Xihe finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She was still a little worried, because she felt that Elied's character would not shrink back after hearing these few warnings. But she couldn't convey more information to Lide, because everything she experienced here was too weird. Xihe, who had completed the nine majors, couldn't even figure out who her opponent was. There was only so much she could do.
Just as Xihe was about to leave, time seemed to stand still for a moment in the world.
A shadow-like black strange hand stretched out from the end of the field of vision, and pinched the "Wanli Sound Transmission" that was about to fly high. With the slight sound of broken joints, a ball of red blood was squeezed into the snow. middle.
Xihe drew his saber instantly, turned his head and slashed over there.
But before the knife fell, she froze there as if she saw something extremely terrifying.
Afterwards, blood sprayed from her chest, as if all the strength in her body had been drained, she slowly fell down in the heavy snow.
The blood melted the snow beneath her.
There seemed to be the sound of metal rubbing in the air, and even the brain trembled after hearing it too much. But if you insist on listening, the weird voice seems to be pronouncing simple syllables:
"Abyss..."
"always there… "
"Watching you..."
The piercing sound slowly dissipated.
After a long time, two people wearing cloaks appeared in front of Xihe.
The male voice is thick and powerful:
"What, are you going to kill her?"
The female voice is elusive:
"No need. Wan Ze's eldest son, it's still useful to keep it. What's more, with her around, it's easier to trick Li De into the bait."
The man stepped forward, grabbed Xihe's head, and lifted her up on his shoulders.
The woman raised her head, revealing those provocative peach blossom eyes, and said with a half-smile:
"Let's go, go to the Dragon Clan, it's time to meet the Dragon Clan Chief Princess."
The heavy snow fell quietly, covering up everything here.
It was as if no one had ever been here, and nothing had happened.
…
On the same day, the main city of the Western Qin Territory, Yuanyang City.
In the dark confinement room, there were only candles flickering, and a handsome, dignified middle-aged man stood in the center of the confinement room, condescendingly looking down at the young man who was somewhat similar to him.
The young man's hands were handcuffed to the wall, his body was covered with wounds, and his clothes were glued together with his flesh and blood. I don't know what kind of torture he suffered here, and he has become a little inhuman.
The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and said:
"Ying Bai. Let me ask you one last time. Have you really thought it through?"
The young man raised his head, his black hair was stuck to his fair cheeks with blood, only his eyes were clear and bright.
He opened his mouth and replied slowly:
"I think very clearly... I am not on the same path as you."
There was a look of pity on the face of the middle-aged man, but it was only fleeting. He is about the same as Ying Bai, both have facial paralysis and basically have no expression.
The middle-aged man nodded, no longer tried to persuade Ying Bai, nor did he tell Ying Bai what was going to happen next, but left the confinement room silently, and closed the heavy iron door behind him.
Ying Bai lowered his head, a lock of jet black hair hanging down.
The world had never seen him in such a state of embarrassment. The heir of the world's number one territory had his wrist and lute bone pierced by hinges, and he was unable to move despite his martial arts skills.
Ying Bai was panting with difficulty, and the scene of the first sky-shattering meeting in Southern Chu appeared in his mind.
He thought about someone who could break the situation, but after thinking about it for a while, he found that this was no longer a problem that one person could solve. At least three people were needed to be present at the same time to take him out of here.
One is his elder brother Xiang Hei, the eldest son of Nanchu.
One is the great magician Merlin who doesn't know where he is now.
There is another one, Li De, the lord of Yunyang.
If there are no accidents... he probably won't live to that time.