New White Snake Asking Immortals

Torrential rain urges the city.

The prosperous Gyeonggi shrouded the vast cloudy rain, pouring like a scoop from the sky.

The messenger carried the command flag and drove the horse across the long street. The horseshoe splashed mud and water and dirty passersby, and galloped away in the wind and rain. The restaurants on both sides leaned on the railings, drinking wine and talking about the state affairs.

About half a column of incense time.

The iron armor rubbed and rumbling sounded, and the elite iron armored army entered the city with sharp blades...

People on both sides of the street whispered.

The falcon spread its wings and soared through the rain, swept past the twisting electric snakes, swooped through the layers of overcast rain, and from the sight of the falcon, the houses in the capital could be lit up with candles like the stars, and they flapped their wings and landed on the top of the pagoda. The street army was mobilized, and chills filled the air.

The majestic palace.

The palace maids bowed their heads and passed by, lighting up the palace lanterns.

The eaves drip into waterfalls, and the guards are as motionless as sculptures.

The palace wall was busy and busy, and the rain cloth was lifted to reveal the fine iron heavy crossbow. Countless bowmen quickly climbed to the top of the city, and another firearms camp was hidden under the eaves to shelter from the rain.

Weapons and firearms are all obtained from smuggling in the Southern Wilderness, and the DPRK rejects changes, but the new weapons are really fragrant.

Around the Imperial City.

The powerful mansion was silent.

Many dignitaries are aware of the young emperor's new prince. When he was born, the clouds filled the sky and the rays of light fell in the palace. The prince of the harem was born. The skeleton is rare and rare, and the face is noble.

Yet the change came too quickly and relentlessly...

The mountain rain has reached the wind.

The ink cloud was as dark as evening, and the candlestick lights swayed in the wind.

There is a crooked pavilion in the deepest part of the splendid palace, which is the most secret place of the royal family. The palace maids and eunuchs or the forbidden army are strictly forbidden to enter. They are guarded by several old and powerful royal family members, and the prince and princess are not allowed to enter at will. Arcane preservation from decay and collapse.

At this time, a group of people gathered in front of the pavilion.

The atmosphere was depressing and dull.

The young emperor wearing a dragon robe looked haggard.

"Ancestor, is what Shenhuashan said true? Was it really taken away?"

A moment of silence.

Seizing a house is difficult for a monk. Maybe there are strong people in the higher world who can do it. They cannot do it arbitrarily. The conditions are harsh, and more unborn babies are selected for safety.

The young emperor was very angry.

It seems that there is a strong man arrogantly saying to borrow your wife's stomach.

You should feel proud.

There is a sense of humiliation and humiliation that a man's dignity has been trampled on, but he can't do anything and dare not do anything. If he can choose, he would like to hand it over to the demon dragon and spit out the suffocation in his chest.

The other old man frowned and opened his mouth with a sad face.

"The white dragon can manipulate the ownership of the emperor and decide the direction of the dragon's veins. My royal family honors the dragon in name, so as to obtain the name of orthodoxy in the world. Now... the white dragon may be there in person, what should I do?"

Several old people were also in trouble.

For other monks, they are afraid of being involved in the change of the dynasty. Except for the evil cultivators who want to stay away, the only exception is the white dragon. It is rumored that the dragon could manipulate the imperial power in the early years. .

If you hate the dragon girl, some rebels who are just around the corner are afraid to celebrate.

The old man in plain clothes and long beard looked at the emperor meaningfully.

"Imperial power? Hehe, this world is too small, so small that it blinds your eyes. There is a wider world on this land, boundless."

Suddenly, a few old people yearned for it.

"Whether he is taken or not, he is still a man in our clan. He has an extraordinary talent against the sky. In the future, he will definitely rule the four seas and territories and become the true overlord of the world."

"At that time, as a nominal family, it's better not to be too ruthless, and it may even make the family go to the fairyland from now on."

"The rise of the family is just around the corner."

The old man with the beard draws the blueprint.

Suddenly, the elders of the royal family suddenly felt how short-sighted they used to be.

The young emperor sighed, what to fight with that dragon, an army of tens of thousands? Want to rely on the death of too many people so that the guilt recedes?

The discussion continued, and the emperor sat in silence.

The rain is getting heavier.

Those in the know know that the legendary dragon is coming...

For a moment, Gyeonggi was silent.

There was no wind, the heavy rain was white, the sky was dark, the yellow dogs in the poor's homes, the parrots in the wealthy's homes, and the sparrows, birds and beasts suddenly became extremely quiet, huddled in the corners and shivered. One is clear.

In front of the crooked pavilion.

The high-spirited old royal family members were horrified.

It was a kind of fear that penetrated the soul, and it was overwhelming.

The lingering fears that filled his head were temporarily forgotten, his head was stiff, his back was tense, his limbs were stiff, his breathing was short and he was sweating, and he felt like he was being watched by a beast.

"Remember! Be sure to save the child!"

"Old Ancestor, don't worry!"

The old royal family held back their fear and left.

In front of the crooked and crooked pavilion, the young emperor raised his head in the rain. The pavilion is very dilapidated. This is where the white dragon was suppressed. Oh, maybe the pavilion is the original one, or it may be destroyed and rebuilt. The truth is completely covered up by history. Traces can be found.

Back then, it secretly destroyed the two emperors, but now? Is it more?

The strong people in the cultivation world are afraid of the destiny and cannot touch the emperor, and the strong fortune protects the body without fear of ghosts and ghosts. The only exception is the former residents of this place.

Protect the monster who murdered his own child, Dove occupying the magpie's nest?

It's optional, just keep it if you can, it's ridiculous.

Couldn't stop laughing.

"Hahahahahahahaha~"

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, turn around and leave, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is left alone in dilapidated and dilapidated buildings.

The heavy rain washed away the bricks and tiles, and the weeds were overgrown and the ponds of green lotuses were no longer in full bloom.

In the city, the capable fortune-tellers feel that everything is out of whack.

Originally it was good.

Suddenly it became blurry and incomprehensible.

Experts who vaguely guessed the clues set up desks to place tributes, and the whole family kowtowed to worship.

street corner.

A man with long beard and beautiful temples hurriedly put away the fortune-telling banner.

The Yuan character on the flag is unusually conspicuous...

Holding an umbrella, he ran home quickly, knocked open the wooden door, stumbled into the house, grabbed his wife and children and pulled them into the back room to seal the door tightly. Weird behavior.

"Let's go, why did you come back? How can this be good..."

Invisible to the naked eye, the dragon-shaped aura of the imperial palace held its head high, protecting the royal family from being harmed by extraordinary powers.

The dragon-shaped Qi in the dark suddenly converged.

He bowed his head and hid, becoming docile.

The black cloud dropped lightning, and the electric snake struck the top of the imperial city.

After the dazzling light disappeared, there were more figures on the roof of the main hall. The heavy rain turned into a drizzle, and the white color in the dim world was particularly conspicuous, with long hair and white skirts.

Turning his head, his red eyes looked at the crooked and dilapidated pavilion.

Recalling the past when he was suppressed and huddled in a small space, those days are unforgettable.

In the blink of an eye, he locked a certain luxury bedroom, and the last one was hiding in the palace, no wonder it was difficult to search.

"It's really a good place to hide."

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