Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

Xia Qingchen shook his head: "No."

He is also strange, who is the meeter?

Ok?

Saint Bai Lian came awake. As an instinct to catch fast, she felt that things were not that simple.

"I'm looking for clues." She set out to patrol around.

Half an hour later, after standing in an ancient tree, she held in her hand a gift that the purple pupil demon had never sent, and looked around: "It seems that the other party has been here."

Xia Qingchen was also surprised: "Who would it be? Since he has been here, why didn't he show up?"

After thinking for a while, the white lotus girl opened the gift box, and a small object made of unknown silk came into view.

The preparation is ingenious and meticulous.

Bright colors, like red roses.

At first glance, it is a very special and precious thing.

"What is this?" Even though Xia Qingchen was well-informed, there were still things he didn't know about, especially mortals.

Saint Bai Lian was holding a wooden box and her eyes were faint: "This is the blood-stained heart-shaped silk.

"Oh." Xia Qingchen's expression was plain, not surprising.

Until the White Lotus Saint added: "Even the heart silk is extremely sharp, and the toucher will inevitably be cut by the finger. This peace symbol is made by the weaver who spends at least half a year and is stained with blood every night."

"It's more appropriate to say that it is a hard work."

Oh?

Xia Qingchen is a little dignified, and this thing is really precious.

First and regardless of its role, the heart contained in it alone is very heavy.

"The role of this thing is to resolve disasters and protect peace." Saint Bai Lian picked up the peace symbol meaningfully, and there was a piece of paper at the bottom of the box.

There is a small line of Juanxiu on it, which is exactly the same as the font of the correspondence letter in Cang Ying Zhuan Shu.

"The future has no chance, the future has no part, there is a long way to grow, and the company is accompanied by wishes, and I wish you peace."

Xia Qingchen took the note and couldn't help thinking: "Is this peace symbol given to me?"

He did not know which other woman in his life would give him such a heavy gift.

"Yes." Bai Lian Sheng Nuan complex expression: "Moreover, the person who gives the gift is still the dark moon."

Dark Moon?

Saint White Lotus groped for the peace symbol: "This is the unique blood concentric symbol of the dark moon, and only the core members of the dark moon understand the establishment of this symbol."

Xia Qingchen thought of a person, but shook his head slightly.

Bai Lian Sheng Nu also said: "If it is not the Purple Pupil demon girl has died, perhaps, I also think that she did."

Between heaven and earth, Xia Qingchen is so sincere, so committed, and is the dark moon, only the purple pupil demon girl.

However, she is already dead.

Speaking of the death of the purple pupil, there is no fluctuation in the eyes of Saint Bai Lian, as if she is telling a stranger.

In her human nature, there is a ray of indifference.

"Accept it, no matter who is giving the gift, it is a lot of hard work, don't let it down." Bai Lian Sheng Nu put the peace symbol into Xia Qingchen's arms, said lightly.

Xia Qingchen rubbed his head for a moment, and for some reason, he remembered Zhenmo Island, the purple pupil demon girl who became the moon pearl, and fighting to get his past in the secret room No.1.

Carrying a heavy and affectionate peace symbol, how similar is it to the back room?

"Time is up, I'm going." Bai Lian Sheng Nu said softly.

Xia Qingchen nodded: "Take care."

The white lotus saint smiled slightly, like a fairy drifting away, and disappeared in the lush forest repeatedly.

Xia Qingchen feels dreamy, and the White Lotus saints come and go in a hurry. Last night, being accompanied by only a dream made him feel unreal.

Shaking his head gently, Xia Qingchen returned to Liangzhou City.

Undoubtedly, his identity was revealed. He took Lian Xing and Qiu Qiu, and also found a house, silently waiting for ten days to come.

Ten days later, he will visit Liangwang Mansion in person, looking for a chance to kill Fei Ran.

That will be his only chance.

From then on, there may not be a chance to step into Liangwang Mansion!

At that time.

The cloud over the Liangwang Mansion was overcast, and occasionally a thunderbolt struck the Liang Wang Mansion in disastrous defeat.

In the study, Liang Wang's face was darker than the cloudy sky above.

"You say it again!" The cold king in Jin Jiao suppressed his anger.

In front of him, he was kneeling on one knee with a messy-dressed guard. He was one of the guards who followed Cicada's path and sent him to South Xinjiang.

Chan Daozi was detained by Bai Zhantian and subject to censorship, and even his guards were no exception.

Knowing that he had received special permission in recent days, he was put back to notify Liang Wang of Chan Daozi's encounter in southern Xinjiang.

"Cool King, Chan Daozi is suspected of sheltering the Wu family of the rebellious nation and was imprisoned by Bai Zhantian." He said truthfully.

Liang Wang's voice is extremely dull: "Baizhan Tian! Really the king does not dare to help you?"

He once killed his king, and arrested his envoy blatantly.

The former made him grieve, and the latter made him lose his face!

When it spreads, the whole world will be in an uproar. The special envoy of the cool king becomes a prisoner of the ranks that shields the traitors. Isn't that what beat him in the face?

"Why did Cicada Daozi not show the king's king power dragon sword?" Liang Wang asked again.

Even if Bai Zhantian no longer holds his own weight, he must be a little afraid.

The guard whispered: "Cicada Daozi...no sword is available."

"Why?" Liang Wang puzzled.

The guard hesitated and said: "Cicada Daozi used King Power Dragon Sword and Xia Qingchen to fight. As a result, Xia Qingchen was cut off with a sword."

Cut off?

The cool king flatly said: "Impossible! The king power dragon sword is the gold that this king gathers in the world. Please ask the strongest spirit master in the world to forge with the best furnace."

"On hardness, it says second, and no one can recognize first."

The guard frightened out of a space ninja and put his hands on it: "Look at the cool king."

Cool King took it and swept through it, greatly appalled: "How is this possible?"

In the space nirvana, there are two pieces of king power dragon sword, and the cut is smooth as a mirror, which can be seen by a sword.

Liang Wang held two truncated swords, his expression became more gloomy.

"From ancient times to the present, the instruments of inheritance are unbreakable, and those with broken devices can break the national fortune."

The inheritance tool of the last generation of the cool king was interrupted by Yawu.

The cliff is not God, there is indeed the ability to break the cool state!

Now, does Xia Qingchen break the contemporary inheritance tool, does it mean that Xia Qingchen has the potential to subvert the royal family?

"I ask you, Xia Qingchen is in southern Xinjiang, and it is true or false to be worshipped by the people as a true god?" Liang Wang asked again.

This is what he is most concerned about.

The guards nodded deeply: "After a detailed investigation by Cicada Daozi, it is indeed true, and more and more people believe in Xia Qingchen who is the true God of the world, more and more, even..."

"Even what?"

"Even, southern Xinjiang only worships the **** of war Xia Qingchen, and does not recognize the cool king."

Snapped--

Liang Wang repeated the shot on the armrest and said in a deep voice, "Are all folk voices?"

"No! The South Xinjiang Army also has a voice, even worse than the civilians."

Suddenly, Jin Jiao shuddered, and it was obvious that Liang Wang suddenly stood up.

"Do the South Xinjiang Army want to rebel?" Liang Wang's most worried thing happened. (Brothers, continue to erupt tomorrow!)