Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 76 76. Nothing like before

Three days later, the bright monks or warriors who entered Mount Xumi were dead, the captured were captured, and the rest could not escape the hunt even if they were hiding in the dense forest.

Huixin returned to the fox clan. She wanted to follow her Highness to practice and pursue the avenue, but the clan needs her to preside.

The black fox king killed his life and ended up relaxed. Chi Shanjun betrayed and died. Her original killing intention was also turned away by Xia Ji. Instead, she became only aimed at the guilty man, with grace and revenge. His Highness never stopped it. she was.

She turned into a charming waitress, followed Xia Ji's side, waiting to be dispatched. Anyway, she had already converted to His Highness, and as long as she followed His Highness, sooner or later, there would be a chance to meet the ruler. He chopped minced meat into meatloaf to vent his hatred.

On the trail back in the deep winter, the army escorted many prisoners forward.

The two horses fell behind.

The hooves slammed on the ground,

Xia Ji glanced sideways at the thin emperor.

Xia Xiaosu raised her head slightly, her face facing the sky, her pale skin showing a touch of morbid beauty.

Xia Ji said, "I have never seen you speak so fiercely."

Xia Xiaosu said: "No matter what, she has hurt you, and I hate her. Even if she has all kinds of reasons, I still hate her."

"In fact, nothing happened between me and her. She was just a chess piece that happened to appear there. If it weren't for her, it would be someone else. The real layout was the second emperor."

"Xia Yun?"

Xia Xiaosu breathed a sigh of relief. She was accustomed to this suspenseful message. No matter how the world changes, as long as it becomes stronger, her brother wants to suppress the world with all her strength, so she must be the strongest backing for her brother, not to mention , She still has the common people living in the world in her heart. This ridiculous thought made her think of those hungry and dead under the bridge in the middle of the night, feeling the same, and sobbing in the blanket.

Therefore, for the things that must be done, she will change herself and become dared to "align" with whatever kind of existence.

The two did not continue Xia Yun's topic.

Xia Xiaosu said lightly: "Brother, I have already thought about the name to change."

"Ok?"

Xia Ji waited for the answer.

Xia Xiaosu said: "Jie."

Xia Ji was stunned. He remembered something in his previous life. Could this be the quotient of the parallel world, but it was also destined for destruction?

He glanced sideways at the emperor sister, who was bleak and pale, and she was as small as a white plum in the corner, but was she going to be called Xia Jie?

Would he give a hint, better not to call this name? For example, if you don’t use words such as 雌, you will forget how to pronounce the word for a while when the opponent’s military commander scolds in the future, and then stop scolding. Whichever humiliation is ridiculed, won the morale before the war?

The thought in Xia Ji's heart flashed, "Do you like this word?"

"I think this name is very domineering, it should be able to calm others."

Xia Xiaosu actually didn't have much confidence.

"I would also like."

Xia Ji laughed.

Xia Xiaosu was affirmed and smiled.

Xia Ji raised her head and looked at the sky in the distance, thinking of the judgment that she was an odd number in her mind.

Anomaly and Xia Jie?

so what?

The eighteen-story tower of the star-gazing has been transformed into a prison. Some of the original restraining organs have just made defensive measures, and the third floor of the ground floor is used by warriors.

Outside the tower is a resident soldier, three shifts patrolling day and night.

Xia Ji walked step by step along the spiral staircase.

In a cell on the top of the tower, Yan Ling in prison uniform was leaning against the cold wall,

She stared at the bronze oil lamp on the opposite wall, thinking that maybe it would be best if she died like this.

"Ahhh!!" Not far away suddenly came a martial artist's painful cry, which was the voice being interrogated.

This interrogation was very effective, and many warriors had already succumbed and began to write their own martial arts secrets.

It's my turn.

Yan Ling thought from the bottom of her heart, she grabbed the white fish pendant with her left hand, maybe only the power from the dead mother could give her a little warmth.

Cang Dang.

Just then, the metal chain rang, making a harsh sound.

Yan Ling raised her head and saw a person standing in front of the door.

A teenager.

The dark gold jacket is inside and the black python robe is worn outside.

It's Xia Ji.

The two exchanged a glance across the prison gate, and Yan Ling turned away.

The jailer unlocked the door, and then drove out the other female warriors inside. His Highness came to visit, how could there be other people around.

Among the few female warriors, there were people from Qingya Mountain Villa. Seeing this situation, they immediately understood and hurriedly said: "Sister Yan, don't forget me, little sister."

The other few also probably understood the identity of this Yanling, so they all yelled: "Miss Yan, it's also possible to live in the same room, please."

"Come out quickly!" The jailer urged the warriors.

The warriors were shackled and handcuffed. This kind of shackles was specially developed for the warriors. The needles are hidden in the handcuffs. The needles are not too long or too long. If the invigorating qi is transported in the meridian and a little bulges, the needle will be directly Piercing into the meridian and discarding the meridian.

And the material of this needle is also very special. Unless you are a legendary powerhouse, don’t use horizontal exercises to break the shackles. This is not enough, but every warrior who is in prison will be given the same in his daily diet. Drugs such as "Ranjinsan", in short, unless there is a legend, it is absolutely impossible to escape.

"His Royal Highness, please." The jailer looked at the Seventh Highness in kindness.

Xia Ji walked through the prison gate and sat in front of Yan Ling.

"Minnv has seen His Royal Highness Seven."

Yan Ling's voice was neither lukewarm nor cold.

Xia Jidao: "You should also understand that it is unrealistic to let you go, so don't say anything like this. But you and I have a friendship on the streets of Huangdu, this friendship allows me to give you one more choice ."

"What choice?"

"Be happy, I will chant an article for you to soothe your nerves."

When Yan Ling heard the two words "chanting", his heart convulsed. He has had a bad life for the past three years, but how is this prince? If he didn't break out of the game by himself, he might have already died, right?

"I am sorry"

She softened her voice and apologized.

Xia Jidao: "In the troubled times, the weak are pawns. They are picked and dropped by the strong. They are disturbed by the wind and clouds. What they do, say, and think, can't be controlled by themselves. What's wrong? Listen to me chanting? "

Yan Ling nodded. Although she didn't understand the role of "chanting", she could always get a glimpse of the past, and then we could have a common topic. With the topic, the once broken friendship can be slowly repaired.

She has no relatives anymore, only the one in front of her will make her miss and suffer.

Xia Ji sat cross-legged in the sky light falling from the prison window, with clear eyes, opening her mouth to recite the scriptures.

His voice is neither fast nor slow, neither high nor low, as calm as an ocean current. Because of its deepness, there is no noise and excitement.

A moment later

He has finished reciting the scriptures.

From the beginning to the end, Yan Ling was really happy to listen, and because of this, she quickly felt the spirit of the sea.

In front of that spirit, he was a pool of water.

She felt that the prince in front of her had really changed. She was clearly sitting opposite him, only a foot away, but the sense of distance could not be described as the difference between clouds and mud.

Looking at him is like looking at the firmament, you can feel your own smallness strongly.

She closed her eyes for a long time, and the small pool of water in her heart finally merged into the sea, and a strange sense of security came to her heart. At the same time, she also understood that the young man in front of her was really not the old friend of yesterday. In less than three years, what level has he climbed to?

There is nothing like before for three years.

Was he born for such troubled times?

Many thoughts poured into her mind, but as the spirit deepened, she felt a strong and extreme sense of inferiority.

That is a spirit that is close to Weili.

How can I have friendship with such an existence?

How is it possible to have a common topic with him?

When I was still thinking about the love of her children, the other person didn’t think so. She opened her eyes and looked at the boy in front of her. The pair of pupils were as deep as the sea, and she was even more ashamed. She gave up all those “renewed love” in her heart. "The idea, because she felt that she was no longer worthy.

So she began to ask questions about her practice and her confusion.

She asked, Xia Ji answered.

After a question and an answer, an hour passed soon after.

For a long time, Yan Ling had realized a lot. When looking at the young man in front of him, the emotions in his heart also changed. It was a mixture of low self-esteem and respect, as well as many complicated feelings.

"Your Highness."

Yan Ling shouted again, wanting to say something.

Xia Ji interrupted her and said, "Call me teacher from now on."

This name is to directly cut off all possibilities for the two of them, and it also puts an end to the previous cause and effect. Teachers and students can only be teachers and students.

Yan Ling was stunned and bit her lip. Although her heart was calmer, she still felt a bit of colic after hearing this sentence, but it was a great opportunity to be accepted as a disciple by a legend. Yashanzhuang has long lost its feelings and sense of belonging, so betray it.

So she said: "Yan Ling has seen the teacher."

When she raised her head again, her face changed into a playful look.

Xia Ji was not surprised, and said lightly, "Xia Yun."

"Yan Ling" at this time curiously said: "Hey, you haven't killed her yet? Didn't you **** her? Brother, are you still a man?"

(End of this chapter)