Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4712: Boundary tree
And Jian Wushuang is also curious. How does this so-called prince correction have such a large energy?
Know that this is not a party to invite guests to dinner, and can be set up by anybody, but a team of fifteen Yanxian and more than a thousand ancestors.
It seems to be determined to pull out such a team to kill his brother.
It's no wonder that the little emperor in his sleep puts cruel words to kill the son.
If it weren’t for Sword Wushuang, he was in a catastrophe and had already fallen into Jingchuan.
However, if there is no Jian Wushuang, he will not necessarily go to Jingchuan, and all this will not happen.
"Are you so sure that his second brother and son corrected what he did?" Jian Wushuang asked again.
Chen Qingning frowned, then shook his head slightly, "I'm not sure, but there is a lot of suspicion. After all, after the little emperor came to this position, they started fighting between the seven sons."
Jian Wushuang nodded, then a little surprised, "Wait, Qi Gongzi?"
Chen Qing nodded, "There are seven sons under the seat of the Emperor Zhenwuyang, namely, Gongzi Yan, Gongzi Jiao, Gongzi Yu, Gongzi Qian, Gongzi Mo, Gongzi Hua, Gongzi Lin, these seven."
"And the emperor of the emperor Xiaoyan is also the eldest brother of the other six sons."
Jian Wushuang listened to Chen Qing's detailed explanation, nodded, and looked at the little emperor who was not far away, leaning on the deck and still in a coma. He could not help but sigh that this big brother was actually mixed with his brother Intercepted, it really turned out to be a big brother.
He knew that there must be some reason for this, and at the same time he recalled the conditions he had been forced to promise in the bronze temple.
The first condition is to help him ascend to the throne, and within seventy years.
But when I thought of each one who hadn't met each other, I felt the dreadful means of the sons, Jian Wushuang felt inexplicable for a while.
"Why did they kill Xiaodijun?" Although they knew that Xiaodijun was not a good person, Jian Wushuang asked curiously.
A bitter smile appeared on Chen Qing's face again, "This, I'm afraid it's a bit inconvenient to say, the things involved are more secretive and complicated."
Jian Wushuang nodded. When he just wanted to respond, the thin purple robe walked slowly, as if there was no joy on the old cheeks in a flash.
"There is nothing inconvenient to say. You have tried several times to save the little emperor. You should also know some secrets." The thin purple robe spoke softly.
"Yongzi Yan died at an early age, his foundation was destroyed, and he could no longer practice, but his emperor Zhenwuyang emperor was particularly fond of him, and because he was the eldest son, he finally let him take the position of little emperor, but one after another The six sons born, all of them are stunning, all of them have a magnificent trend, and naturally will not convince the little emperor."
"Being a little emperor means all the heavens and heavens, and all resources are inclined."
"As a result, the inevitable battle continues to this day."
After listening to the brief description of the thin purple robe, Jian Wushuang sighed inwardly. It turned out that he was involved in such a chaotic matter, I don’t know whether it was happy or sad.
At the same time, he was keenly aware that the thin purple robe's eloquent expression must be the most secret thing hidden.
However, Jian Wushuang did not want to ask any more questions. In his view, he doesn’t have too much trouble with Xiaodijun and others, so it doesn’t make sense to investigate too deeply.
Leaving from the broken Jingchuan Tianyu, Jian Wushuang and others did not return along the previous giant sea, but left in the other direction.
After all, if there is a more terrible existence under the giant sea than the giant sea sky chapter, it is really a big trouble.
Under the control of the thin purple robe, the giant ship floated through the vast void of Yanli's vast speed, and rushed back to the six-day realm in a time that was twice as fast as before.
This makes Jian Wushuang scold Xiao Emperor again.
Returning to the six-day realm, this big voyage was completely over in less than ten years, but the bizarre twists and turns experienced in it still gave Jian Wushuang a preliminary understanding of this great Yan Huan.
It’s just a corner of heaven, so terrifying and terrifying, but it is just a small chestnut for Dayanhuan. He can’t think of what else he will encounter later, so he can only take one step at a time.
After returning to the realm of Six Heavens, the skinny Zipao and Chen Qing kept holding the little emperor and returned to Dagutian.
Although Xiaogutian and Dagutian were given to Jianwushuang by him, Jianwushuang hasn't been there yet.
A layer of warm water-like enchantment was swayed, and Jian Wushuang and Chunqiu also entered it.
Looking in the eyes, I saw as if I were in an untouched virgin green forest. The rich and extreme emerald green is the main color of the entire Dagutian.
Various flowers and plants open on the earth, and the life in the wild forest is almost extreme.
This is not the most shocking place, and in the middle of this big lonely sky stands a giant tree like a giant pillar of Optimus.
The sturdy main branch is wide and geometrically unknown, and the dark green crown above the head is like a sky cloud, almost covering the entire sky of the big lonely sky.
It seems that the entire Dagutian ecosystem is just like a giant tree.
The old man in the thin purple robe headed, holding the little emperor who was still in a coma, and swept towards the crown of the giant tree.
"Brother Sword, please come with us." Chen Qing slightly arched his hand, and then took a meal at the back of his feet, his body flew forward.
Looking at the giant tree in front of him, Jian Wushuang did not hesitate.
One foot stepped in the fog-like clouds, and there was a soft touch under his feet. Jian Wushuang looked around again before walking slowly.
On the canopy of this giant tree, there is a more elegant warm pavilion.
Chunqiu is reluctant to enter it, so it is convenient for Wenjing to wait outside and wait for Jian Wushuang.
Walking into this warm pavilion, I saw a bed in the center, I don’t know what kind of material the bed was made of.
The little emperor was placed on it, his face calmed down a lot, and the cold sweat of the temples stopped the outflow.
If you look closely, you can see that the countless powerful breath of life gathers in the air into the bed, and then continuously moisturizes and repairs his body.
Jian Wushuang guessed that this special bed should have an inseparable relationship with this big lonely tree.
Watching Xiao Dijun's expression gradually stabilized, Chen Qing and others were secretly relieved.
Jian Wushuang sees this situation, and after staying for a while, he slowly leaves the Nuan Pavilion.
Besides the warm pavilion, Chunqiu was alone, staring at this side of the world, and when he saw him coming out, he withdrew his thoughts and greeted with a strong smile, "Brother Jian."