Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 117: Today is the only way to know the sky

Huang Siren leaned over and whispered, "My sister is a fool, ignore her."

Huang Yan:...

Xia Ji nodded, "Then let's continue counting, you count the south, I count the north."

Huang Yan:...

Huang Siren said happily: "Brother, you are really a good person. After counting the stars, I will give you the oiran of Tianxianglou and let her sleep with you well."

Huang Yan:...

Xia Ji didn't say anything shocking: "It doesn't need to be. I've been good at knives and wine in my life, so women don't need it. By the way, Miss Huang has been playing the piano late at night these days..."

Huang Yan's eyes lit up, this was her topic.

"I play the piano because I am worried, and I am worried because my father forced me to marry a man I have never met. This man is famous all over the world. , doomed not to have a happy death."

Xia Ji suddenly remembered that his sister told him that Huang Yan, the fourth young lady of Chengguo's mansion, was very talented, and then showed himself the portrait, but the portrait did not match the person in front of him. Could it be that the painting is fake? After thinking about it, he probably understood that the previous paintings were fakes, but this time he had to send the real paintings for some unknown reason.

Huang Yan said: "Don't you wonder who this person is?"

Xia Ji shook his head.

Huang Yan said with a sad expression: "It's the King of Shenwu."

Xia Ji asked: "I have heard that King Shenwu is handsome and unrestrained, he is a first-class hero, a peerless genius that is rare in a thousand years, retreating from ghosts, defeating Turks, going south alone, and facing Fuyu Mountain. Heroes, fight off seven of the twenty heavens."

Huang Yan sighed: "That's because Young Master Feng doesn't know him and was deceived by his illusion."

Xia Ji: ? ? ?

Speaking of this, he had to continue the topic. Seeing Huang Siren, whose expression was getting worse and worse, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the distance.

Huang Yan said knowingly: "Okay, don't disturb my brother to count the stars, my brother slowly counts."

Huang Siren glanced at Xia Ji gratefully, then looked at Huang Yan impatiently: "Get out of my sight quickly."

The two walked far to the pavilion on the other side. Xia Ji held the wine and listened to the fourth lady of the Huang family slowly spitting bitter water. Now he feels amazing...

His original identity was the enemy of all eyes, and God would not allow him. If he changed his identity, everything seemed to have changed?

Huang Yan said: "Shen Gong Suo Ren, if I really marry that King Shenwu, I am afraid that I will be a caged bird for the rest of my life and become his plaything, and if he has a sudden murderous intention, maybe he will take me To vent and even kill me. I don't want to go, but Daddy wants me to go."

She was lying on the stone table of the pavilion, her goose-yellow shirt was pressed against her pink cheeks, her mouth pouted, looking at the distant lake scene, the lake waves wrinkled with golden scales in the moonlight, it seemed waiting for comfort.

However, how could Xia Ji console her? She scolded herself for a long time. At this moment, he picked up the jug and brought it to his lips, got up directly, and walked away drunk.

For some reason, Huang Yan's eyes showed a bleak look. The prodigal son in front of him was not romantic, but he had an aura that was almost magical. It seemed to be different from everyone she met. Consciously attracted to him, that is a very special temperament, it seems... dressed in gods and commoners, playing in the world.

She felt right. The Eleventh Realm might be suppressed by Xia Ji and hidden, but the confidence that had already stepped into the sky could not be hidden. In the world, he is already high above, that is a spiritual state full of details, just like a real aristocrat, not a nouveau riche.

Therefore, Huang Yan was attracted to this young man, but the young man was not attracted to her. She sighed lightly, but a small laughter could be heard in the distance, "There is a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass. Invite Mingyue and make three shadows. Tons..."

Xia Ji maintained his own character, raised his head to drink wine, turned alone among the flowers, the lonely shadow fell into three parts, and moved and danced with him. The moonlight flowed from his body, Huang Yan had never seen such a madman and exiled immortal, and couldn't help staring at it for a while.

Suddenly, a sense of inferiority appeared in her heart. She had participated in many poetry festivals and met many talented people in the East China Sea, but all of them were not as good as the drink and dance of the young man in front of her. Over the mundane?

What woman in the world is worthy of such a person?

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Another seven days passed.

Huang Wucheng has gathered four Su family disciples.

Xia Ji is one, Xin Wangshu is one, the third is a middle-aged Taoist priest with a dignified appearance and slightly red cheeks, calling himself "Cherry Zi", and the fourth is a girl, who is actually Yan spirit.

The Huang family found Yan Ling and brought her back.

This makes Xia Ji feel confusing...

If Yan Ling was from the Su family, how could she still be counted?

Besides, can she still be exchanged for her soul by Xia Yun?

Soon, he found out that Yan Ling was also confused. It seemed that it might have been an oolong. It is estimated that this time he went to a thorough search to confirm the identity of Yan Ling.

The four of them got into the carriage together with Huang Wucheng, and left Chengguo Gongfu while it was dark. In the carriage, Yan Ling nervously grabbed the long sword, glanced at the four people on the carriage, and huddled in the corner alone. , she played a demon girl, but the three years of isolation back to Qingya Villa has changed her. Goodbye to the "man who took her body", but what she gained was extreme inferiority. In the past few months, inferiority has made her Her loneliness fermented, and she became unwilling to talk to anyone.

Xia Ji comforted her and said with a smile, "Miss Yan, it's alright, we're just going home."

"Go home..." Yan Ling repeated, and suddenly her heart trembled. This gentle voice made her feel like she wanted to talk. She hurriedly looked up at the boy who was talking to her. There was doubt in his expression, how could this young man make her feel familiar?

Xia Ji hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to start taking a nap, no longer making eye contact with her.

Yan Ling looked at him quietly for a while, and then she was sure that she didn't know this person. Maybe he was more handsome?

Yan Ling was at a loss.

The crowd fell silent again.

I only heard the sound of the wheels running over the dust, and the night wind was blowing, but everything was fine.

Xin Wangshu quickly sat down beside Yan Ling and chatted with the beauty, but Yan Ling didn't have the slightest feeling for him, just answered a few words perfunctorily and ignored him.

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The entrance of Su's house needs to be blindfolded.

But for Xia Ji, blindfolding has no effect at all.

He clearly knew that the carriage rushed out from a cliff, but the carriage did not enter the abyss, but landed steadily on the flat ground with almost no ups and downs.

This is the mezzanine space, just like the underworld.

At this time, he was blindfolded, and his mood was like a quiet fire, burning but unnoticed.

The real battle begins.

Naturally, he would not be so stupid as to reveal his identity as soon as he entered this place, and then go to the waves with a smear of both eyes. This is different from the previous game, "First-level Yasuo yelled at me to be the strongest, not to follow me." I was rushing the weak chicken, and then Yasuo didn’t even do any reinforcements and buy equipment, he dashed directly to the hot spring of the opponent, died a hundred times, and hung up again.” How much difference is there?

Waves are a good habit, provided you don't send them.

Xia Ji has lived for eighteen years, and Goldfinger has only had less than three years. He does not feel that he can run wild in such a world with "ancient and ancient times".

In his guess, there are many beings in this world that are stronger than him, and can even crush him like an ant, but this world is bound by unknown laws, so that these beings cannot appear in him. In front of them, they may not be able to use their original power.

I joined the Su family,

Blindfolded black cloth has been torn off,

The carriage stopped by the roadside.

Several people looked out the window, and they were like a fairyland, not like the world at all.

Cheerilee looked at her feet and said in surprise, "This is a spirit grass."

He looked up again, the spirit grass in his mouth was a weed here, and at a glance it was boundless...

Cheerilee was dumbfounded.

Soon, a voice came from the sky in the distance.

Everyone looked at the reputation,

I saw four dragons pulling their giant chariots from the clouds, and the driver was a girl in white, as graceful as a fairy.

Yan Ling, Xin Wangshu, and Cheerilee were all stunned. This shocking scene was etched into the minds of the three of them and could not be wiped out.

"Jiaolong... There is actually a Jiaolong in this world?!"

"Isn't it a puppet?"

"How can there be such a big puppet?"

Huang Wucheng had been to the Su family, but he was not surprised. At this time, he turned his head and glanced at Feng Nan Bei, and saw that his expression was also very calm. /

Natural bearing? A rock-solid mind? All things change, my unmoved spirit?

Huang Wucheng still remembered that his gaffe was the same as the other three when he first came here, and this young man named Feng Nanbei was really rare.

While I was thinking about it,

The dragon chariot fell,

This is a real dragon,

Several people originally held the idea of ​​"I am special and extraordinary", but at this moment completely disappeared.

Whether it's Xin Wangshu, who thinks he's the protagonist, Cheerilee, or Yan Ling, who thinks he'll never be tempted again, all of a sudden, he feels like he's a countryman entering the city for the first time.

The girl in white said: "My name is Su Yu, everyone get in the car."

Several people got on the flying chariot with some sincerity.

Then she began to express her emotions, marveled, and began to ask questions around the girl. Su Yu also felt troublesome. Even if these children with impure bloodlines were recalled, they would still be the bottom of the Su family. If an emergency order is issued, these children may never know the existence of the Su family, or even die of old age.

It stands to reason that when the head of the family issues such an order, there will be opposition and checks and balances by the head of the family and other powerful figures, but this time everyone is surprisingly unified.

She glanced sideways at the five of them. All three looked shocked and lost their minds. Huang Wucheng was also looking around. Only one young man was sitting quietly in the corner with his eyes closed.

Su Yu smiled. Sure enough, in every group of people, there would be someone who "wanted to be calm to make themselves different".

"Sit down."

She raised her head and pulled the reins.

In the vast and boundless sea of ​​clouds, flying chariots suddenly roared up, and the long winds on both sides were like storm waves, silting up the air, and beating heavily from all directions with great force, the air pressure here became very high for some reason. Big, the dragon's flight speed is also much faster.

The black "lightning" can be seen vaguely in the distance of the sky,

However, the lightning flashed away, but the electricity kept dangling in the air, and the few people were shocked.

Su Yu said: "Through this only passage, we will go to the periphery of the family."

"What is that black lightning?"

"How can it be in the sky all the time?"

"Never seen, really never seen."

Su Yu said: "This is a space crack."

"Empty... space crack?"

Several people have become big tongues. This kind of scene that they would never have imagined in their dreams actually appeared in front of them. They suddenly felt that the rivers and lakes were far away...

Su Yudao: "Thousands of years ago, the ancestors of my Su family opened up a paradise here. This mezzanine space was blasted out by the ancestors, and the mountains and rivers here were also moved in by the ancestors.

The old ancestor was not satisfied when he blasted out the first mezzanine space, so he continued to develop it until it stopped at the fifth level, but it was difficult to stabilize between spaces, so there were space cracks.

Just now we were in the first heaven, and when we reached the periphery of the family, it was the second heaven, and you will live there for the time being. "

After saying this, Su Yu was silent, and she didn't say a word.

That is "The family will test your aptitude and blood. If you can judge it as superior, then you can go further."

But how is that possible?

How can the blood that flows outside be pure?

So let's not talk about it, save the thought, hope in vain, and then be disappointed.

Yan Ling, Xin Wangshu, and Cheerilee looked around in shock. Xin Wangshu slapped himself from time to time to see if he was dreaming. What he saw and heard in this short hour had already Completely overturned the concept of his life.

Xia Ji pressed the white knife with her left hand and pressed her right hand on the seat of the car. He could detect that Su Yu's realm was only the ninth realm. No empowerment? Or do you feel like you're doing better?

He looked out the car window ~IndoMTL.com~ the black space cracks, the dragon flying in the clouds, the extremely harsh environment, and what Su Yu said, "the ancestors opened up the fifth heaven and moved mountains and seas."

Xia Ji had doubts in his heart, and he finally asked, "Senior Sister Su, is the ancestor still there?"

Su Yu smiled at the bottom of her heart, you finally can't help but ask questions?

So she replied, "No one can enter the fifth heaven except for a few big family members. From this, it is inferred that the ancestor is probably still there. My ancestor of the Su family is no longer a mortal."

"Thank you, sister."

"You're welcome."

Xia Ji continued to close his eyes, he didn't want people to see the light of thought in his eyes.

That's weird,

An ancestor who can open up mezzanine space, create space gaps, move mountains and seas, and what to play with the mortal dynasty? What are you doing to deliberately define yourself as an anomaly? What is Murder?

And the cultivation resources of such a family have not piled up an eleventh realm?

If they really had eleven realms, they wouldn't be facing those people in Fuyu Mountain. Maybe they would have died long ago.

As soon as it comes, you can rest assured. Just as I was thinking about it, the Jiaolong Feilong has broken through the thick high-pressure cloud layer and rushed into a blue sky.

The second day has arrived.

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