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A few days ago, the battle of the powerful in the sacred domain that took place in the sky, the strongest prohibition on information exchanges between the two sides of the Red River, the Daxizhou Mission, and the sudden selection ceremony, these things that happened in succession recently, The atmosphere in the entire Baidi City became extremely tense and tense.
The patriarchs of the various tribes and the big figures of the monster clan remained silent, but it did not mean that they could really remain indifferent. Even though the secret investigation was pressured by some forces from the imperial court and even the elders, they still found a lot of clues , gradually approaching the truth of the facts.
Today, the second prince of Daxizhou suddenly withdrew from the training of Tianshu Wildfire, which made their eyes all fall on the young man wearing a hat.
People like the patriarch of the gentry and Xiaode have even vaguely guessed that this young man is from the north.
"The humiliation of tens of thousands of years, the blood feud of countless ancestors, can it be forgotten like this?"
Xiaode's voice was cold and sharp, like a real knife.
The patriarch of the gentry looked back at the high platform in the mountains. The river was wide and the fog was reborn, making it impossible to see the figures on the high platform clearly.
"We also had a deep hatred with the human race, just like the Xiuling clan who died at the hands of the demons back then, but if you ask the Xiuling clan who they hate the most, they will definitely say that it is the one in Kyoto. Those humans, but now who will remember these things back then?"
The ancestral grassland of the Xiuling clan was occupied by the demons and later taken back by the human race. However, the few remaining members of the Xiuling clan did not choose to return to that grassland. Presumably it has something to do with their deep-seated hatred of the human race.
The relationship among the three races of humans, demons, and demons living in this continent is too complicated, and there are too many grievances and hatreds in history, it is difficult to explain clearly in a few words.
But Xiaode is a person who lives in this era. He has a natural tendency to be emotional, and he doesn't like the demons very much.
"Even if we want to form an alliance with... Xuelaocheng. Why do we hold the election ceremony? Could it be that we will usher in a foreign race as His Majesty in the future?"
Even if he just uttered such words, he felt very difficult and heavy, his teeth felt cold, and even had a dull pain.
He couldn't imagine how angry he and the tribal people on both sides of the Red River would be if such a thing really happened.
The patriarch of the gentry said: "It should be just a marriage and has nothing to do with the throne."
Xiaode raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "If Your Highness marries Xuelaocheng far away, who will the throne pass to?"
The patriarch of the gentry was silent for a long time before expressing his guess.
Xiaode's expression changed suddenly, a khaki luster appeared in the depths of his pupils, and a violent and terrifying aura gushed out from his body.
The whistling river wind met his heavy and rapid breathing, and instantly disappeared without a trace.
"Your Majesty, are you making fun of us as members of the Dawu Clan?"
The patriarch of the gentry said with a wry smile: "The imperial court and the elders will attack at the same time, no wonder we can't find out too specific things, but even if we find out, what can we do?"
Xiaode suddenly said: "Who is that young man?"
The patriarch of the gentry said: "Tomorrow will have the answer."
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Tomorrow will be a new day is true and often tedious for everyone who will live on. Because when tomorrow comes, you will find that tomorrow is not much different from every day you have lived and every subsequent tomorrow.
But for Mrs. Mu, tomorrow is not exactly the same as every tomorrow in the past countless years.
She believed that something new and interesting would happen tomorrow.
She stood by the fence at the highest point of Baidi City, looked at the stars and clouds in the night sky, and thought calmly, you have lived another day.
What she was thinking of was a different kind of red and endless blue.
The restrictions on both sides of the Red River have been lifted, and the martial law in Baidi City is no longer as strict as that night because of the election ceremony, but in fact, she has never let go of her pursuit of these two mainland powerhouses. The most elite Red River Demon Guards and high-level imperial court servants have been searching secretly in Baidi City.
She was convinced that it was impossible for the seriously injured Bian Yang Hong and Wu Wun Bi to escape from Baidi City.
Just why can't I find this couple
Where are they hiding
"Since you are seeking my asylum, you must prove that you are worthy of my asylum."
There is a pear tree beside the fence in front of the stone hall, the shadow of the tree is very clear under the starlight.
As Madam Mu's voice fell, the tree shadow suddenly twisted, as if it had come to life, and then gradually bulged, turning into a kneeling person.
If it is said to be so ugly, it can also be called a human being.
The man buried his face, his back was bulged, and his body was smelly, with two gray fleshy wings drooping behind him.
It was the monster called Chusu in the Changshengzong.
A few days ago, he fled Wenshui, ran into Xiao Zhang in the Xiajiang River, succeeded in a sneak attack, but didn't dare to stay longer.
Logically speaking, he should join the imperial mission or go back to Changshengzong to hide, but he didn't choose that.
Because the people who want to kill him now include not only Chen Changsheng and the state religion, but also the Tang family.
The blind luthier had let him live, and he had used up all his love.
Even the imperial court couldn't protect the person Old Master Tang wanted to kill, let alone the Longevity Sect.
The territory of Dazhou was vast, but he found that he had no place to stay, so he came to the remote demon realm at the fastest speed.
In his mind, only this saint in Baidi City could protect him and was willing to use him.
However, he didn't expect that he would receive such a terrible task just after he appeared, and he didn't even have time to catch his breath.
"There was one named Xuanyuan Po, who was also killed by the way."
Madam Mu's expression was very calm and indifferent, as if she was explaining a very trivial matter.
For her, Yaozu and Daxizhou, tomorrow will be a brand new day, and she will not allow any accidents to happen.
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Xuanyuan Po didn't know what would happen tomorrow, he just wanted to make sure nothing would happen tomorrow. The biggest problem he faces now is that the distance between Baidi City and Kyoto is extremely far, and no one can come and go freely except for those who are strong in the sacred field. The restrictions on both sides of the Red River have indeed been loosened. The news was sent out. Judging from the change in the attitude of the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the reply from Kyoto should have arrived, but when will people arrive
Bie Yanghong looked at Xuanyuan Po and said: "The second prince's sudden withdrawal means that this is not an alliance between the Yaozu and Daxizhou. Dao Zun may have seen through the fog, so his attitude is so clear and tough. You're going to do whatever it takes to ruin this thing."
Xuanyuan Po was a little puzzled, and asked, "Shouldn't the Great Zhou court be very happy?"
Bian Yanghong directly touched the core of the whole incident: "The identity of the young man wearing the hat must be questionable."
Xuanyuan Po's temperament was a bit dull, but he was definitely not stupid. He vaguely guessed something, and said in disbelief: "How is this possible?"