Madam Mu's eyes became extremely deep, as if in the deepest seabed, there was a huge mountain-like whale slowly swimming, about to flap its wings and tail, and set off a sky-shattering raging wave.
Suddenly, she closed her eyes, and when she opened them the next moment, she couldn't see any anger, but an absolute and palpitating calm.
It is still the deepest seabed, without raging waves, but with unbearable pressure for ordinary people.
"When I opened my eyes and saw the little white dot in the stormy sea, I thought it was a seagull, representing the freedom of my life."
She was silent for a while, and continued: "Many years later, until I was expelled from Daxizhou by the emperor, I still thought so, so I didn't feel lost. Instead, I thought it was my wish. One day, I realized that the little white dot I saw was not a seagull, but a sail."
"Zhou Dufu came alone in a boat through the waves, and returned home bored—until I knew the truth of this story, I realized that my life was never free. The white sail represents communication, which means that we must go back. Going to my former hometown is the meaning of my life.”
The little black dragon didn't understand the meaning of Mrs. Mu's words.
Madam Mu didn't intend to continue explaining, and left directly from the cliff.
Countless years ago, she was expelled from Daxizhou by the emperor's uncle looking for an excuse, and began to travel in the mainland, met many great people, and finally became the queen of the monster clan.
Relying on snow-like intelligence and means, she won the trust and love of Baidi, and the trust and friendship of the Holy Empress of Tianhai. However, what she didn't expect was that Baidi and the Demon Lord fought in the snowy field in the north of the cold mountain and lost both. , Shang Xingzhou, who had been hiding for many years, suddenly gained momentum.
Her judgment of the situation was still accurate, she stood by Shang Xingzhou's side without hesitation, and got the other party's promise.
Seeing that the situation is gradually coming under control, and the great event that has been planned for many years is about to succeed, the emperor uncle whom she trusted and even admired since she was a child suddenly died.
What happened on the cliff of Shengnvfeng has already spread to her ears one after another.
Daxizhou's plan has been revealed, many people have turned their attention to Baidi City, and to her, Bian Hong and Boundless Bi have even arrived.
Logically speaking, she should be very nervous at this time, or at least a little uneasy, but no, she is still as calm, calm and confident as in previous years.
The white sails are fluttering against the wind, and they are extremely eye-catching in the red and turbid river water.
The big boat broke through the waves and went straight to the other side.
She walked up the stone steps and walked towards the top palace.
Thousands of monster soldiers on both sides of the stone steps saluted one after another.
In the streets and alleys not far away, countless Yaozu people knelt down on the ground, shouting all kinds of congratulations and greetings.
Before coming to the palace, she gently stroked her lower abdomen with her hands in her sleeves.
Then she turned around and looked down at the white city, with a confident smile on her indifferent face.
This is her city.
Even if the other red couples, Chen Changsheng, state religion giants and Wang Po came together, it would still be a dead end.
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The law of demons is very simple, only seventeen pages.
It was written very clearly on the first page: Baidi City belongs to Baidi.
A nice addition was made on the second page: Baidi City also belongs to every Yaozu citizen living in it.
In fact, the sentence on the first page has been thoroughly implemented for countless years, while the sentence on the second page still only stays on paper.
For the people of the Yaozu, the glory of the Yaozu will make them proud of living in Baidi City, but become the real master of Baidi City? That can only be imagined, and they dare not even think about it, unless they have drunk a lot of wine and are very drunk.
It may be because of this reason, but more because of their personality. Most of the monsters like drinking very much, especially spirits.
The outer city along the river of Baidi City is dotted with all kinds of taverns. These taverns sell cheap but strong enough drinks, terrible but relatively expensive food. A lot of money is being plundered from tribal youths.
A place like this is surrounded by the smell of animal skins, foot odor, and drunk vomit every day. Naturally, it smells extremely bad. If it is not very close to the river, the Department of Health will send people to use the Red River water to carry out rough treatment every day. Flushing, I'm afraid even the Orion of the Gaoling tribe can't stand it.
A very ordinary tavern by the river is as noisy as other taverns, and the back door is as deserted as other taverns, with mountains of dishes and wine glasses piled up, the only difference is that the person squatting in front of the basin to wash dishes That figure was extremely burly, looking like a real mountain.
The mountain-like man lowered his head and silently washed the dishes, as if the noisy world behind him had nothing to do with him.
The back door of the tavern was pushed open with a creak, and two drunken customers staggered out. It seemed that they didn't see the man washing the dishes. They unbuttoned their belts and began to urinate. The man hurriedly put the basin away. A little farther away, and at the same time reminded.
It was only then that the two drinkers noticed the existence of the dishwashing man, and one of them scolded: "I don't have eyes! Why don't you hurry up and stay away!"
His companion drank a little less, patted him on the shoulder, pointed at the man washing dishes, and whispered something. The cursing alcoholic became a little more sober, followed by another burst of exaggerated laughter, and said, "Oh, is this the legendary bear cub?"
The companion smiled and motioned him to hurry up and go back to drink. The drinker laughed and cursed a few more words before leaving as promised.
The man picked up a large water tank, rinsed the ground along the wall, shook his head, and continued to wash dishes in silence.
Obviously, he is very good at washing dishes, and the mountains of dishes in the basin are flying and churning between his seemingly clumsy hands, and they are quickly cleaned. He returned to the back kitchen of the tavern with the cleaned bowls, and was about to wash the stove, but was stopped by the boss, saying that the business was very good today and the front was too busy, so he was asked to help serve the wine.
When he came to the front hall of the tavern, the noisy noise suddenly stopped, and countless eyes cast their eyes on him.
The light in the tavern was a bit dim, but the face could be seen clearly. Although the burly man was full of beards, his eyes were clean and bright. He was obviously still young. Reminiscent of the rumors about the rough and old-fashioned of the bear clan, this person should still be a young man .
The reason why the noise in the tavern suddenly disappeared was because of the arm strength displayed by this bear youth.
Twelve jugs of spirits hung on his left arm like a heavy fruit, without any trembling, and looked very stable.
"As expected of the famous young hunter of the Bear Clan back then, this strength is really great."
"Is he that Xuanyuan Po?"
Yes, he is Xuanyuan Po.
The youth of the Xiong clan who was washing dishes in the tavern by the river was Xuanyuan Po.
Five years have passed, and honestly, he still seems to be doing the same thing.
For the entire continent, the name Xuanyuan Po has long been completely forgotten, but for the drinkers who often come and go to this tavern and the neighbors around, this name is very famous, because he once went to Kyoto , to the Yaozu tribe, the world of the human race is extremely far away, and anyone who has been there has the qualifications to boast about.
The drunk man who went to pee in the back street said with a strange smile: "Isn't this just a waste?"
Following these words, many eyes fell on Xuanyuan Po's right arm.
Xuanyuan Po's left arm was as strong as a giant tree, while his right arm was shriveled for some unknown reason, it looked like a dead branch.
The contrast between the two arms is very clear, making the picture even more miserable.