The graceful and graceful figure of Donghuang Ziyou appeared in the hall of the Demon Palace like a ghost.
On the way, she is like entering the land of no one.
This is completely different from what she had originally guessed.
It seemed that someone had already cleared the way to the Great Hall of the Devil's Palace, allowing her to travel unimpeded all the way.
"This is..."
Donghuang Ziyou suddenly lowered his head and saw several figures lying backwards in the gloom ahead.
She stepped forward quickly.
I saw a tall and majestic man lying on his back on the ground in the center.
His eyes widened in horror, as if something terrible happened before he died.
On his throat, there was an obvious scar.
"A sword seals the throat!"
Donghuang Ziyou glanced at Jing Wuya's clothes, and the shocked color in his beautiful eyes became denser.
"It seems that this is Wusheng Demon Lord, and he actually..."
"I was pierced with a sword in my throat!"
She hurriedly scanned the surroundings, except for the four other dead witches, there was no trace.
This shows that the person who fought the Wusheng Demon Lord completely swept the Wusheng Demon Lord and the other four people in a crushing posture.
"The Wusheng Demon Lord is said to have been cultivated for more than 70,000 years. He is a veteran imperial realm powerhouse, and his strength is quite strong."
"Moreover, he still has the terrifying supernatural powers that can cut the law of life and death, who is it that can crush him like this?"
Donghuang Ziyou held the jade fist tightly.
"It's a pity, I'm still a step late!"
She was very sorry that she could not see the figure of that peerless strong man.
"Your Majesty, after you killed Ou Hong, the army of the Wusheng Nation collapsed thousands of miles, and now our army has entered the capital."
Ruoying walked in from outside the temple at this time.
Donghuang Ziyou nodded slightly, she knew that if Ying appeared here, it represented Bei Xuantian's victory this time.
"This should be Wusheng Demon Lord, who is the strong one to kill him?"
Seeing the tragic situation of Wusheng Demon Lord, Ruoying was also surprised.
"If only I knew it." Donghuang Ziyou secretly thought.
Immediately turning around, she said with a majestic expression:
"Order the commander-in-chief of the three armies to fully control all the cities of the Wusheng Nation."
"All soldiers must not hurt the innocent, but if someone resists stubbornly, it will not matter if they are killed!"
"In addition, send people to spread the report of Bei Xuantian's capture of the Wusheng Kingdom on Bei Xuantian, in order to comfort the 100,000 living beings sacrificed by the Wusheng Demon Lord."
Ruoying nodded quickly: "Yes, Your Majesty!"
...
When Lin Xuan returned to the Crystal Palace, the little girls were still making their gifts.
Seeing that the hour was about to pass, Lin Xuan couldn't help but said distressedly:
"Baby, eat a good breakfast before making a gift, okay?"
"Daddy, we are not hungry!"
"Yes, you have to make a gift first!"
All the little girls are full of fighting spirit, and they will never give up unless they make a good gift.
Cuckoo
However, as soon as they had finished speaking, their belly screamed one by one.
Lin Xuan was amused by them, and smiled badly: "Who said that I was not hungry just now?"
"It's Xuanxi!"
"No, it's Xuanhan!"
"It's not me, it's Xuanyou!"
Xuanzhu pointed at Xuanxi, Xuanxi pointed at Xuanhan, and Xuanhan pointed at Xuanyou.
Xuanyou raised her little hand and shook her head as she waved her hand: "It's not me! It's not me! It's Xiao Jiu calling on my stomach!"
Lin Xuan was really distressed and funny seeing their soft and cute looks.
It feels that these little girls want to make gifts.
Lin Xuan had no choice but to say: "Then you continue to do it, and Daddy will feed you by the side."
"Great!"
The little girls are very happy.
Daddy is still smart, so he can make gifts and have breakfast!
Afterwards, Lin Xuan carried breakfast.
Circled around the four daughters non-stop, delivering food to their mouths one by one.
Seeing Lin Xuan's careful and spoiled behavior, the servants on the side were amazed.
As expected of his wife, his way of petting his daughter is so unique.
...
Blue Cloud Country, the imperial palace.
In the morning, the ten-mile long street in front of the palace was full of red flowers and colored ribbons fluttered.
A beaming scene.
Everyone who saw this scene uttered a surprised sigh.
For the first time in their lives, they have seen such a grand occasion in the palace.
"I heard that today is the birthday of the princess, no wonder it is so festive!"
"Neither, nor, such a grand dress, according to my guess, it's not because of the princess's birthday."
"Who is it because of?"
"Emperor Bei Xuantian!"
The Shili Long Street was crowded with people of all colors, all whispering about today's unprecedented grand occasion.
However, some people are familiar with the inside story of the palace.
Then he said that the Blue Cloud State Palace was dressed in such a splendid fashion to welcome the arrival of the great man Bei Xuantian.
Hearing this news, everyone couldn't help but nodded secretly.
It turned out that Emperor Bei Xuantian was coming, so it's no wonder that the momentum is so great.
His existence is indeed worthy of being treated so solemnly.
And this time.
Inside the palace, in addition to the royal family who was busy preparing for the birthday banquet for the princess Tang Ying, all ministers were also present.
The reason why they came so early was to get a glimpse of Emperor Bei Xuantian's demeanor for the first time.
In this group of ministers.
In addition to the prime minister Wu Jingxian, the most prominent is Bai Junqian, the supervisor of Qin Tianjian.
Wu Jingxian usually has a good relationship with Bai Junqian, and his attitude is very easy-going when speaking:
"Bai Jianzheng, you are patronizing here today and waiting for the arrival of the husband. The birthday message to the princess hasn't been written yet, right?"
The Qin Tianjian where Bai Junqian is in charge of astronomical calendars, historical books and classics, has high requirements for literary attainments.
Bai Junqian himself is also a famous historian and literary master in the East Wasteland.
In the past, the birthdays of the King Lanyun and the prince were written by him personally.
But today.
But Bai Junqian stood here in the morning waiting for Lin Xuan's arrival, which made Wu Jingxian quite curious.
And following Wu Jingxian's question, hundreds of ministers present also looked at Bai Junqian curiously.
Bai Junqian shook his head slightly and smiled: "Today's birthday message, this official is not qualified to write."
Wu Jingxian curiously asked: "You are not qualified? Then who is qualified?"
"Of course it is the coming Emperor Bei Xuantian!" Bai Junqian woke up to the sky with a look of worship.
"I'm afraid you don't know yet. The Emperor is the only literary sage in our Nine Heavens Immortal Territory and Canglong Continent."
"His literary talent is enough to alarm Wen Quxing, every word, every word, reveals the light of a saint!"
Wu Jingxian and others nodded after hearing this.
As expected to be a Difu, it is not surprising to have such a stunning talent.
As he was talking, a brilliant light pierced through the clouds, illuminating the entire palace like a divine light.
Everyone looked up.
I saw a jade nun slowly descending in the sky, pulled by four huge blue-winged birds.
"The Difu is here!"
All the ministers showed excitement.
What a blessing to be able to witness the arrival of such a big man in the rest of my life!