Vol 2 Chapter 1490: The story of Bingyuan Island, traitor

Hearing Murongqing's answer, Xu Zimo was not surprised.
The existence of the candlestick has already entered the Dao fruit powerhouse, and it is estimated that it has gathered the top three flowers.
Secular things can hardly shake him.
Maybe even the temple of the sun is destroyed, the candlestick may not appear.
Xu Zimo waved his hand.
A wisp of water flowed out of his palm.
"You take this thing to see your ancestor, he will definitely meet me," Xu Zimo smiled.
Murong Qing had some doubts.
She felt the flow of the ten thousand waters carefully, and only felt extremely cordial.
Can't help but want to swallow this power.
"What is this?" she asked in surprise.
You know he has never felt this way before.
And this power made her feel both familiar and unfamiliar.
"How could this happen," Murong Qing couldn't understand.
"You'll know later, but now this matter is too big, I can't tell you for the time being," Xu Zimo replied.
Murong Qing thought for a moment, and finally nodded.
Said: "I can take this to see the ancestors, but I can't guarantee success or failure."
"I believe your ancestors knew goods," Xu Zimo smiled.
"What is the purpose of your Sun Temple's opening of the place of origin this time? Since it is not convenient for you to say, I will not force it to ask.
I am more curious, what is the place of origin? "
"That's where the fire clan originated, what does Young Master Xu think there should be?" Murong Qing smiled.
"If there is nothing of special interest, I won't bother to go in.
Don't play dumb with me either," Xu Zimo waved his hand.
"I can only tell you that there is the fire of life there," Murong Qing said with a smile.
"Furthermore, the holy court values ​​the fire of life very much, and it is very likely to grab it."
"With your ancestors here, it is impossible for the Holy Court to fight with you as a last resort," Xu Zimo shook his head.
The situation of Jiuyu is very complicated.
Although it seems that everyone is working independently.
But there are some connections between them.
No one wants to watch the Holy Court dominate the family, and then smash them one by one.
Therefore, if the Temple of the Sun is attacked, it is not only a counterattack from the Temple of the Sun itself, but the powerful forces in other regions will also come to help resist the Holy Court.
By then, the situation in the entire Nine Regions will be completely chaotic.
This is not the situation that Saint Court wants to see.
Because once the Jiuyu is in chaos, it is like a quagmire, and everyone will sink into it.
When the time comes, the fisherman will benefit, but it will be the demons.
Because the holy court has no way to deal with himself, then the demon master himself can plan well.
So no matter from all aspects.
The holy court will not cause war.
Unless they are strong enough to a situation, they can directly suppress the entire Nine Regions.
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Murong Qing did not object to Xu Zimo's words.
Instead, he smiled and said, "I won't be able to steal it, but what about secret stealing?"
Xu Zimo nodded slightly, this is also true.
There are always many ways, but this is something that the Temple of the Sun should be worried about.
He stood up and said, "Okay, I should leave too.
You remember to give that thing to your ancestors. "
"Be careful with other people," Murong Qing nodded and reminded.
After bidding farewell to Murong Qing, Xu Zimo did not leave the Sun Temple directly.
And in the Temple of the Sun, I am going to turn around.
He found this temple of the sun very interesting.
The flame here is not strong, but a feeling of inclusiveness.
It seems that any power here can be accepted by the flame.
Xu Zimo walked to the end of an aisle.
A mural is painted here.
In fact, this kind of mural is very common in the Temple of the Sun, and it is the secret history of some Blazing Realms.
Xu Zimo is standing in front of the mural at the moment.
It's a story about the fire of passing salaries.
Legend has it that the once Blazing Realm is not the world of the Huo Clan.
Here are some places where there is still a paradise that is not shrouded in flames.
Some people of other races live here.
Where these races live, there is a continent called Bingyuan Island.
Here is dominated by cold ice, like winter all the year round.
The people living here are eroded by the heavy snow, until one day, the war of the fire race spreads here.
At that time, the Huo Clan had a war madman.
He built a huge empire.
He wanted to incorporate the entire Blazing Realm into the territory of his empire by way of war.
Later in that battle, Bingyuan Island was defeated and fell.
The madman's empire was also torn apart and eventually fell.
The record on this mural should be the last piece of pure land in Blazing Fire.
Since the fall of Bingyuan Island, the Blazing Fire Region has completely become the world of the Fire Race.
Standing in front of the mural, Xu Zimo could feel the mural burning.
A drop of water condensed out of his palm.
It's not the flow of ten thousand waters, or ordinary water droplets.
When he put the water droplets in the flame, there was no evaporation as he imagined.
Instead, the flames and water droplets are perfectly fused together.
"What do you think of this flame?" A voice suddenly sounded next to him.
Xu Zimo turned his head to look, and a figure appeared next to him at some unknown time.
"Introduce yourself, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, my name is the Dark King."
Xu Zimo looked at this figure, his whole body covered in gray-brown robe.
The whole person is like a ghost, and you can't see anything.
It's like a cloud of fog again.
"It's not so much a flame, it's a kind of consciousness," Xu Zimo smiled.
"The flame's consciousness, and its self-awareness is very strong, can hold everything.
How do you say that sentence, inclusive of all rivers, tolerance is great. "
"Then do you think this flame can replace the fire race?" The Dark King suddenly asked.
Xu Zimo fell silent, and he paused slightly.
"What do you think?" Xu Zimo asked rhetorically.
The Dark King did not speak, and also became silent.
"We have always had a great goal."
"I know," Xu Zimo nodded.
"Actually, I can't fully guess where you opened up the origin, but I also know what you want to do."
"Do you know who I hate the most?" The Dark King asked.
"Holy Court?
Or those fake Huo clan? "Xu Zimo said.
"No, traitors, no matter how hateful outsiders are, they are outsiders after all, but it is unforgivable for their own compatriots to rebel."
The Dark King replied.
"If you want to rebuild the Huo Clan, the first one to kill is not the enemy, but the betrayed compatriots."
"Who betrayed?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.
"When you go to the place of origin, you will know," the Dark King said.
"I heard the Holy King of Light say about you, so I want to ask you to help me with some things."
"Don't, I'm a businessman. I don't usually get involved with your Huo Clan affairs," Xu Zimo waved his hand.
To put it bluntly, even if the Huo Clan is destroyed today, it has nothing to do with Xu Zimo.
The Huo Clan couldn't come up with the right bargaining chips, and Xu Zimo would still not give them the ilk.