Chapter 312: At the beginning of the war

The situation of the imperial city has become so fast. The princes and dignitaries who have come from all directions have more than one day, and many long-lived mansions have revived. E┡ Novel Ww┡W. 1XIAOSHUO. COM
The former princes of the former king, after Xia Mingri's ascension, all continued to have their own back cover. In the past, they no longer lived in the dynasty. Only the seriously ill, Shoushan King remained, but he was lost in the conspiracy. life.
After the kings came, they sacrificed their old brothers first. As the royal family, the few people who were not qualified to inherit the throne, the relationship between them was not too bad. Both public and private, they must go to worship.
Xia Yifei, Junxiu's name, was originally a mother of extraordinary origin, and was also a powerful successor to the throne. However, since he was a child, he became seriously ill, and the hope of inheriting Datong has disappeared.
For this prince, the former Emperor Xia also had many regrets. Fortunately, Xia Yi's vitality was open-minded. When she was sensible, she was depressed for a while and gradually looked away.
Xia Ziyi left the Tianyu Temple and followed several princes to the King's Mausoleum to pay homage to King Shoushan.
"Brother, the situation in the imperial city is not right, you have to be careful." The former seven princes, now King Tailing, looked at Xia Ziyi, who had changed so much in front of her, with emotion in her heart and reminded her.
This brother, not the name between the princes and ministers, but Xia Ziyi rarely showed a touch of gentleness in his eyes.
At this time, everyone was just afraid of seeing him, and only the brother would care about the last sentence.
"Seven Brother, rest assured, I will deal with it carefully," Xia Ziyi said softly.
Da Xia can flourish for thousands of years, not just by accident. Compared with other dynasties, the Da Xia royal family's pride in its blood is far beyond anyone. The princes never believed in the words of the reincarnated Hades. In terms of identity, it is not too difficult to analyze the conspirator behind it.
On the side, the neighboring king, who was the eleventh prince, also reminded, "Brother Huang should deal with this matter as soon as possible. Because of these rumors, the four sisters have no fire when they are adjacent to the city. Rumors cannot be blocked. If you do n’t want a solution, it will eventually become a disaster. "
"Brother Huang was originally from Confucianism. Why did he oppose Confucianism to such a degree?" The five princes who had been reticent now asked King Luo.
"It's a long story"
Xia Ziyi sighed in a deep voice and continued, "If I am not wrong, tomorrow and Yifei's incidents are all related to Confucianism."
Luo Wang's eyes squinted slightly and said, "It's not quite right. Sixth brother has been sick and weak since childhood. He has never complained with others. Confucianism seems to have no reason to start."
"I haven't figured this out yet, but according to the reaction of Confucianism, this matter should not be wrong," Xia Ziyi answered solemnly.
The eyes of the Seven Kings all settled down. On this matter, the royal family of Daxia was glorious and glorious. If Confucianism was to change, they would not agree first.
In the princess's palace, the fourth princess Xia Liuzhu asked slightly, "Xin Yu, where is the fatal prince, why is he still not coming back at such a critical time?"
Even these former princesses and princesses knew that Zhiminghou and Dahuangxiong were the best friends. Now that such a big thing has happened, they have never heard of the whereabouts of Jiminghou, as if they have completely disappeared.
"Ning Chen had gone to the four poles a few months ago in order to solve the four-pole reinforcements. In a short time, he may not be able to come back." Xia Xinyu did not conceal the face of the four best sisters of the old princesses. , Answered honestly.
Xia Liuzhu stunned, and immediately sighed helplessly. For the first time in thousands of years, Daxia was forced into such a difficult situation. All the eight martial arts warriors were outside. No one in the imperial city of Nuo Da even sat in town.
"Xin Yu, you don't have to worry too much. I heard that Bu Yi Hou and Zi ~ Yang Hou are already on the way back, and I will soon be able to rush to the Imperial City. The Confucian conspiracy will not succeed," Xia Liuzhu comforted.
"En" Xia Xinyu nodded softly, a smile on her beautiful face replied.
The northern Mongolian court, outside the palace, in front of a simple and quiet mausoleum, two figures stood there quietly for a long time, not far away, and will wait patiently without any impatience.
On the other side, Amethyst waited quietly as usual, looking at the little girl standing in front of the mausoleum, a pair of beautiful eyes never left for half a moment.
For this unusually quiet woman, it is rare to see Hua Hua at a glance, to watch people's hearts and minds, so that there is no other thing, and she is always ordinary.
Heard that this was the maid who specially left Master Xin to the little emperor of Northern Mongolia. The maid had already done so. It was obvious how the woman named Fan Lingyue had done.
Before the mausoleum, Mingyue looked sad. The elder sister was like a mother. Unconsciously, Sister Yueyue had passed away for almost four years.
He bowed his head in front of his master's tomb, performed the salute again, and fulfilled the last wish of this trip.
The two stood for a long time in front of the tomb, and finally it was time to go.
A hundred steps away from the mausoleum, there is the North Moon full moon ban, waiting to the emperor back to the palace.
"Sister Xinxin, see Ning Chen and let him come back soon, Daxia's day is about to change," Mingyue asked.
"Your Majesty, rest assured, I will bring the words to you" said softly.
Mingyue glanced at the mausoleum reluctantly, and immediately turned away, Amethyst followed up and returned to the Northern Mongolian Palace under the of the 3,000-month-round forbidden army.
"Let's go, we should go back" Xianghua stepped forward and said.
"Yep"
Taking care of his heart, he finally glanced at the name on the tombstone and left with his brother.
The wind is bleak, and the tombstones are full of solitude, and they are not buried in the emperor's mausoleum.
The failure of the whole world is the biggest culpable responsibility. Fanyin Yue has never regretted going southward and cutting down the world. The sacrifice of millions of people and soldiers in war is also inevitable. However, in the end she failed, so the sacrifice of war , It has completely lost value.
In the four polar realms, for almost half a month, the Golden Staff State Master and Ning Chen had almost turned the entire Great Wall of China up and down, but unfortunately, no trace of phoenix blood was found.
The Golden Staff Master's complexion was getting worse and worse, and just before it exploded, he suddenly noticed that a faint phoenix breath appeared in the distance.
"Look at the past"
Jinzhang State Master Shen Sheng greeted him, and immediately swept forward.
In the rocky forest, the red fluorescent stars are scattered, flying like tiny fireflies in the air.
Seeing these red mists, the golden scepter teacher's eyes narrowed, and the breath of phoenix blood came from these little insects, which was really strange.
"Senior Golden Staff, be careful, it seems weird," Ning Chen kindly reminded.
"No hindrance"
The Golden Staff Master stepped forward and reached out to touch, but felt an invisible prohibition and blocked the red mist.
With a loud bang, the prohibition shattered. In front of the three disaster victims, there was no effect at all. At the next moment, the red mist flew out and came towards the Golden Staff National Master.
"Yep?"
The Golden Staff Master frowned, feeling the constant loss of energy in his body, surprised in his heart, a strange red mist.
It's just a blink of an eye, and when he touches Red Mist's hand, a trace of blood has been exposed. Red Mist not only devours the true energy, but also the human flesh.
The Golden Staff Master's eyes were cold, and his whole body was so full of energy that he crushed all the flying bugs into ashes.
Aside from the "White Mist Insect Tide", Ning Chen seemed to think of something, and his face was different.
"Do you know this thing?" Golden Staff Master turned his head and asked.
"En" Ning Chen nodded and continued, "A few days ago, Emperor Hulei Lei had something very similar to this when he was married, but I heard that the worms were white, not such a red mist."
The Golden Rod Master thought for a while and said, "That's right, these insects have been fed with phoenix blood, and it's no surprise that any changes have occurred."
After finishing the talk, the Golden Staff Master turned his eyes and asked, "Do you know where those white mistworms are raised?"
"not sure"
Ning Chen shook his head slightly and said, "It's just that the person who was having trouble at the wedding of Emperor Kurei was Mu Yanggong from the Lihuo Dynasty. Yang Gong seems to have some kind of connection with the Four-pole Holy Land. Presumably, this matter cannot be separated from the Holy Land. "
"Four-pole Holy Land"
The Golden Staff National Master's eyes narrowed, and if he could, he really didn't want to face the four-pole realm master.
"Look around the Siji Holy Land. Such dangerous things should not be kept directly in the Siji Holy Land. Moreover, since this white misty tide appeared at the emperor's wedding banquet, the Holy Land would not even feed it personally. "Golden Staff National Teacher calmly analyzed.
"Seniors made sense," Ning Chen gave compliments in due course.
The two then rushed directly in the direction of the holy place. After looking for so long, the Golden Staff Master who had already given up raised hope in their hearts again. These worms are really strange. Some people are raising the blood of the phoenix. Come, the four-pole realm master and the king of culprit are very likely to be experimenting something ~ EbookFREE.me ~ There are very few insect tides here, and there are eight to nine places where the insect tide is really fed on a large scale. Under the control of the Four-pole Holy Land, the blood of the Phoenix Palace should also be sent there.
The Golden Staff Nationalist believes in his own judgment. As long as he finds the place where the insect tide feeds, he can find the blood of phoenix accumulated in the Changsheng Hall for tens of thousands of years.
From the beginning to the end, Ning Chen didn't say much, but just guided in due course. The rest of the matter was left to the Golden Staff Master to guess.
People are always more willing to believe in themselves than others. Moreover, the Golden Staff Master is still a suspicious person. Compared with other people, it makes the Golden Staff Master doubtful. It is better to let the old man think.
Basically, all the things he has to prepare are ready. What is needed now is to completely destroy the teleportation method of the Four-pole Holy Land, and cut off the possibility of continuously sending reinforcements to the Chinese land.
As for the closure of the channel between the two borders, although he has not been absolutely sure, he must try his best.
However, seniors and Aman have no news so far, so he is very worried.