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The ground in the Second Xingchuan Forest was trembling.

The countless towering trees planted on the ground and the raised mountains are also trembling.

A black evil wind suddenly rolled up in front of the thatched cottage, and the snakes, insects, rats and ants who fled everywhere due to innate fear flew into the air and were torn to pieces by the evil wind.

A blaze fell from the sky, not only from the clouds but also from a distance. The blaze fell into a distance of about [-] meters in front of the thatched hut, causing a billowing smoke.Thick smoke diffused towards the surroundings, causing many trees and soil around to become scorched black in an instant.

The thick smoke gradually dissipated, revealing a figure like a mountain.

The man, shirtless, stood up slowly.

I saw a wrist-thick silver ring hanging from his left ear, and those tiger eyes were piercing with a strange light.

Especially the black piebald tattoo on the arm which is thicker than the thighs of ordinary people, like a horned dragon, which makes him always give people a vicious feeling.

This person's name is the giant spirit, the giant spirit of the giant spirit god.

He is also a direct disciple of the Heavenly Twelve Stars, the Heavenly Demon Star.

Among the three generations of young disciples under the Tiandong God Statue, he is the one with the highest cultivation and strength, and even the disciples under the head of the twelve stars are far behind.

Tianjixing looked at his nephew, whom he had not seen for many years, and was slightly surprised when he felt that the powerful aura emanating from the latter had surpassed the Chonghui Realm.

"Disciple pays respects to Master and Uncle Ninth."

The giant spirit half-kneeled in front of the Sky Demon Star.

That monstrous figure still gives people a suffocating coercion, even the figure kneeling on the ground is more terrifying than the Sky Demon Star.

It looked like a mountain, it was a mountain at all, the shadow of the mountain shrouded Tianjixing in the darkness of his body, not even a breath of wind could blow in.

Tian Yaoxing looked at his apprentice and nodded slightly.

He has always been very satisfied with this apprentice.

He casually threw the jade slips to the disciples who were respectfully waiting to be dispatched in front of him and said: "Your Majesty Rama Sect, a disciple from the sect left Tiandong without permission and went to Bodhi City Bodhi Academy to cause trouble. You go to Rama Sect. Understand the facts clearly. If the truth is as stated in the letter..."

Tian Yaoxing paused and continued: "There is no need for Rama sect to exist."

The Rama sect of the eight hundred sects belongs to the sect led by the Tian Yao constellation in the second Xingchuan mountain range.

The suzerain Rama's spiritual strength has always been a sharp blade in the hands of the sky demon star.

After Yan Bailou was injured by the sword idiot Bai Yu and staged a bitter trick, turning the palace city of the Dayan Empire into a bloody battlefield, this sharp blade rusted.

Not only was it rusted, but it was also abandoned in that magnificent palace city.

The Rama Sect is named after Rama. Since the suzerain Rama is dead, what is the point of this so-called sect existing alone in this cold world.

What's more, the people in that sect are still full of disobedient and troublesome beasts...

The palace city of the Great Yan Empire.

The bloody case that Yanbailou caused in Zeng's palace city almost blatantly provoked all forces in the world without showing any mercy.

There may be no real mastermind of Tiandong among the dead and wounded corpses everywhere, but the long-planned catastrophe still touched the bottom line of the top forces in the world.

If it wasn't for Yan Bailou's battle with Dao Chi Bai Yu after he saw the threshold of the god's introduction was broken and then stood up, making him once among the most powerful saints in the world, the coming winter of the Great Yan Empire, which is covered by heavy snow this year, would definitely be still. It will be more cold and tormenting than the heavy snow in front of you.

However, while the whole world is quietly watching what Yan Bailou, who has half a foot into the realm of divine guidance and becomes a half saint, will do next, it seems that the crisis-free Dayan Empire has not changed as imagined. More and more unscrupulous and defiant.

On the contrary, after the bloody day at Bailoumen, the Great Yan Empire, from Yanbailou to civil servants and generals, still walked on thin ice in this snowy late autumn.

As natural as ever, yet more abnormal than usual.

For the people of the Dayan Empire, the spring when all things are revived and vigorous seems to be a little far away from them.

Yanbailou stood on top of the city tower.

Looking at the goose feathers and heavy snow flying all over the sky, I don't know what I was thinking.

Perhaps it was regretting that in order to defeat the sword idiot Bai Yu, he had to invite Xue Ji to perform Xue Zhai swordsmanship, so that this great imperial capital, Heshan, was covered by heavy snow.

Maybe it was reflecting on the premeditated plan of pulling everything out of the pot and letting all the minions hidden in the Great Yan Emperor's capital from all over the world be executed correctly.

Perhaps he was weighing the pros and cons of personally sending his most beloved little daughter, Princess Ningxue, to practice and study in Bodhi Academy, and who was more important.

In short, the position of the emperor of the Great Yan Empire does not seem to be as comfortable and carefree as ordinary people think.

Because he has to balance and think about a lot of things.

It was as chaotic as the snowflakes flying all over the sky, but they were all in his eyes, and they all fell in the territory of his empire.

In the eyes of an emperor, in the eyes of Yan Bailou, all existences in the territory of the Great Yan Empire, whether they are alive or dead, whether they are in the sky or in the water, as long as they are under the banner of the deficit of the Great Yan Empire In the filled territory, all he needs to consider.

Because it is his kingship.

This is the kingship entrusted to him by countless people of the Dayan Empire.

Yan Bailou rubbed his eyes tiredly.

Yan Nanfei waved his hand to signal the following eunuchs and maids to back down gently, while he himself stood silently behind Yan Bailou.

"Have you investigated everything clearly?" Yan Bailou said with his eyes closed, rubbing his forehead with his hands, rubbing the acupuncture points on both sides with his thumb and index finger.

"Report to the emperor, and the investigation is clear." Yan Nanfei bowed and bowed.

"Get up. It's just us father and son here, and the ceremony of the monarch and his ministers will be avoided." Yan Bailou said.

Yan Nanfei got up and waited on him respectfully.

Yan Bailou put his hands behind his back in the fox velvet cloak, raised his eyes slightly, looked up at the dark sky, let out a long sigh of relief, and said with some emotion, "Do you think this picture of Sheji Mountains and Rivers is really in this starry sky?" .”

Yan Nanfei also looked up at the sky.

There are no stars in the sky except for the heavy snow that is as gray as goose feathers.

But he knew what his father meant by the stars all over the sky.

Just like the result of his investigation of the old incident three years ago these days, it seems that even in the daytime, whether it is a clear sky or a cloudy sky, the stars in the sky never seem to disappear. The reason why they cannot be seen is just that It's just blocked by sunlight.

"My son doesn't know where the map of heaven is. But it is an undeniable fact that Luo Ling died at the hands of the twelve stars. During the practice, the six-character Taoist in the academy often warned my son that guessing like others will only mislead people's reason. Judgment, in this world, only unquestionable facts are the truth.”

(During the period of double monthly tickets, Lou Lan had the audacity to ask for a monthly ticket. The original version of this book is in Zongheng, and rare friends hope to come to Zongheng to support it.)

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