The most difficult system to open in history

"My queen is the Lord of Hundred Flowers!"

"Where is the Lord of Hundred Flowers, the concubines are just friends with them."

After Rouge finished speaking, she continued to reach out and lightly press Zhao Yu's head, but the smile on her face all the time indicated that the pregnant Mother of Great Xia was in an excellent mood.

In the next breath, all the plants in the entire Baidi Palace began to sway from side to side with Yan Zhi's joyful mood, as if they were cheering, especially those flowers in the Imperial Garden, which are extremely precious in the entire vast land of China, all competed for their flower buds. Phase bloom, and outward efforts to emit fragrance.

This strange scene of thousands of flowers blooming made the maids who were walking in line in the imperial garden raise their hands to cover their extremely attractive red lips, their eyes widened, and they let out exclamations one after another.

Afterwards, the spring breeze blowing towards the Summer Palace of the White Emperor Palace was immediately filled with a refreshing floral fragrance, so rich and rich that it seemed to make people completely intoxicated by it.

Every move, ups and downs of mood, affects all things, this is already an extremely high level of cultivation, but Rouge has no vitality at all, just an ordinary person without cultivation.

Sometimes too ordinary is a kind of extraordinary.

For Zhao Yu, who is in charge of the entire vast land of Shenzhou, it doesn't really matter whether Yanzhi has a cultivation base or not, but whether the latter is happy or not is what the young emperor cares about, so he feels Yanzhi's cheerful mood. Zhao Yu also raised the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes slightly, and continued to take a nap.

Time seems to be overwhelmed by this pair of lovers who get along with each other warmly, the speed of slowly passing forward becomes slower, and the wind full of fragrance of flowers becomes cautious and can't bear to disturb it.

Rouge lowered her head and stared at Zhao Yu's face without moving her eyes away for a moment, and then the tenderness in her eyes became more and more serious, and she called softly:

"Your Majesty, because of tomorrow's national commemoration, you are a little uneasy, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yu slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, raised his hand to gently stroke Rouge's pretty face, and then slowly responded:

"For example, the old Bei'an King and other people of the older generation are the treasures left by Grandpa Taizu to Daxia and the descendants of the Zhao family. To be old."

The young emperor's words were filled with strong sighs, and then Zhao Yu frowned, and the blood-red four-way cinnabar lines on the center of his brows immediately formed a blazing firework of heaven, and the calm emperor's voice continued to resound here Inside the small gazebo:

"For those great practitioners whose lifespan is approaching, when they have a premonition that the five declines of heaven and man are coming, they will launch the final impact on the bridge of the Empress of the Nine Heavens, but for Daxia, the three kings and one prince, To die in battle for the country is the most glorious death, especially when the land of Taixuan is about to be born, so the old King Bei'an is the first, but he will not be the last."

In Zhao Yu's faint voice, there was a sense of melancholy. There were not many old people in Daxia who had survived since the Dingding era. Every time one passed away, it was the loss of countless people in Daxia.

"Your Majesty is worried. Once I wait for the birth of the Divine Continent in the land of Taixuan, these old people may collectively use the last light of their lives to open up a broad road for Daxia?"

After Yan Zhi's understanding words fell, Zhao Yu stood upright, then nodded slightly and said:

"As the Lord of Great Xia, I really can't bear to see these national pillars spilling blood on the battlefield. This is also one of the reasons why I am eager to make Great Xia stronger."

"Your Majesty, you have done a good job, soon."

Rouge stretched out her right hand and gently grabbed the corner of Zhao Yu's imperial robe, and the voice continued to sound:

"Although the concubine lives in the palace, she can also feel the rapid changes in the entire country, so don't worry, and in the concubine's mind, your majesty is the most indifferent and calm person in the entire vast land of Shenzhou."

After Rouge finished speaking, the big eyes staring at Zhao Yu's face narrowed, and continued to speak softly:

"I heard my father say something like this before. The world is not as simple as black and white. Therefore, I think that mysterious land of great mystery must not be monolithic. Our Great Xia has a unique advantage. Then It is our 36 states in the vast land of China, and now we have to add the extreme northern snowfield in the north, with a voice and will.

"That's His Majesty!"

Yanzhi's resolute voice fell, and Zhao Yu's ebony black eyes were full of thoughts. Then he put Yanzhi into his arms, kissed Yanzhi's forehead, and then slowly stood up.

As the young emperor stood up, the entire huge summer palace lake below began to boil slightly, as if there was an unimaginable majesty, attracting all things in the world, and immediately on the bridge embankment, Liang Po's extremely burly body came from a distance. Come, came under the gazebo, bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, it's time to go to the gate of heaven!"

Take me to see him

In the northern border of Great Xia, within the Tianmen Gorge, which is like a knife mark on the sky and the earth, there is a snow pearl that never springs, Tianmenguan.

Now at the end of April, the hinterland of Daxia is covered with greenery as the spring breeze blows past, but the north and south cities of Tianmenguan are still shrouded in a blanket of white snow, and even this extremely low temperature is just a symbol. It has risen a little bit, and there is almost no change.

Ever since the Great Xia Northern Army returned from the North Pole, the sky above Tianmen Pass has been covered with heavy snow. The blizzard covering the whole world has prevented countless hunters living in Nancheng from hunting in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Among the restaurants in the city, drink and brag.

However, at this time, the atmosphere in the restaurants in Nancheng was not as hot as imagined, but extremely quiet, even with a hint of sadness. Then, in the restaurant, a man with a rough face held the The wine glass was placed heavily on the table in front of him, and he sighed:

"Don't tell me, although we often use the old prince's lace news as a chat after dinner, but when we really heard the news of his death in the extreme northern snowfield, I don't know why, but I feel extremely sad."

This voice undoubtedly expressed the aspirations of the whole Tianmenguan, and even the people of Daxia. Once upon a time, the people of Daxia were used to hearing the endless trifles of the old King Bei'an from the storyteller, and at the same time, the old prince gradually became a It is an indispensable existence of the people.

Over time, in the hearts of all the people, this extremely romantic old man who often did some ironic things is no longer the iron-blooded prince who stands tall and holds the Great Xia Northern Army and one of the Upper Fourth Armies holding the Japanese army. But a very dear old friend.

Now that the old friend has passed away, the people of Great Xia are mourning, and apart from admiration, there is also a trace of other emotions, that emotion is called reluctance.

Tianmenguan is the place guarded by Wang Jiang's family in Bei'an, so the hunters in the whole Nancheng are undoubtedly more familiar with the former, and the hunters who are sitting in the tavern at this time, almost every one of them has been in the bustling street of Nancheng. I have seen the swaying old prince on the Internet, and what's more, I had a happy chat with the old man, so after learning the news of tomorrow's national death, they all fell silent and drank with their heads covered.

Then, in the tavern, someone didn't know who knocked the wine glass in his hand on the table, making a soft bang, and then opened his mouth and said loudly:

"Everyone, the old prince finally announced his most essential identity and responsibility with a sage's magical power that shook the world and swept across the entire northern snow field. After all, he is the three kings who guard the frontier with one person above all of us. one of them.

"Since the old Bei'an King and the Jiang family stationed here at Tianmen Pass, the snowmen on the extreme northern snowfield can no longer get good fruit to eat. We hunters who rely on hunting for a living, go out of the pass and enter the Hundred Thousand Mountains I no longer worry about it, this steadfastness is real, I don’t know what the rest of Da Xia thinks of the old prince, it’s the old Bei’an king who has carried all of this at the gate of heaven!”

After this person's voice fell, the entire restaurant was suddenly silent, and then everyone raised their glasses, knocked on the table at the same time, and said in unison:

"I'm waiting to send off His Royal Highness King Bei'an. I hope that along the way, I will still be accompanied by beautiful wine and beautiful women, and the romance will remain the same!"

The uniform sound of sending off in the tavern is just one of the epitome of the sad atmosphere in the entire Tianmenguan South City, and the place where the crying is the loudest in the entire South City is the place of fireworks in the south of the city.

In the exquisite attics, countless girls wiped away the tears that kept falling from their pretty faces, their eyes were swollen like red lanterns, and even the makeup on their faces was weeping, but they didn't care. Feelings enveloped this originally charming pink land.

The old prince who developed Tianmen Pass by himself has a real influence on Tianmen Pass, so the entire Tianmen Pass under the heavy snow seems to have lost his soul.

In the northern city of Tianmenguan, most of the northern army originally stationed here were transferred to the new military camp that had just been built in the extreme northern boundary city, and some of them, under the leadership of Jiang's children, went north to the snowfield and began to deal with the loss of Liuli city. Afterwards, the Northland Snowmen in total chaos.

These snowmen tribes have been caught in civil strife before, but now that the civil strife has not yet ended, they have discovered that the dreamed-up glass city, as well as the strongest violent bear and snow wolf tribes have all disappeared from the snowfield. Lacking resources, they fell into confusion and despair. What's more, they wanted to go straight to the gate of heaven for a desperate fight.

Therefore, on the snowfield during this period of time, the hot blood of the snowmen bloomed everywhere.

Tianmenguan North City, the gate of Bei'an Prince's Mansion, two teams of elite soldiers in snow armor patrolled with halberds, and then in the heavy snow in the distance, a tall and straight figure in armor and armor slowly approached.

The visitor was very young and unfamiliar, so the patrolling sergeant stopped and held his halberd on guard. At the same time, a captain of the Northern Army squinted his sharp eyes and stared ahead. The face gave people a very familiar feeling.

Then the middle-aged captain thought about it in a blink of an eye, his complexion changed, he immediately stood up straight, raised his hands and beat his chest, and after a military salute, he said loudly:

"Lieutenant of the Northern Army Patrol City Guard, I have seen the little prince!"

After the angry roar fell, Jiang Yue, who was dressed in blood-colored armor, stepped from the snow to the middle-aged captain, stopped, looked at the latter with a meticulous face, and asked:

"This is the first time I have come to Tianmenguan Bei'an Palace, how did you recognize me?"

"Back to the little prince, with your face, you look very similar to the old prince and Lord Hou!"

The middle-aged lieutenant's answer was not humble, and it was loud, and it spread far away in the heavy snow. After hesitating for a moment, he continued to open his mouth and said:

"It's also my honor to be humble. I once entered the prince's study and saw your portrait in the study. Although you are younger than you are now, your general appearance has not changed."

As soon as the captain's words came out, Jiang Yue, who had a stern face and bloodshot eyes, first rose outwards and then shrank again. After standing in place for a long time, he nodded and continued to move forward. Walk into the gate of Bei'an Prince's Mansion.

Then the school lieutenant made a gesture to the rest of the soldiers to continue patrolling, and quickly caught up with Jiang Yue, and the deep voice continued to sound:

"Little prince, this is the first time you have come to Bei'an Prince's Mansion in Tianmen Pass, so I will let you lead the way. If you want to see Lord Hou, please come here."

After the voice of inquiry fell, Jiang Yue, who was walking in front, shook his head, narrowed his eyes, and said softly:

"I'm not going to elder brother's place. I heard that before the old man died, he had been with a snowman, and that snowman was teleported to Tianmen Pass and was in the palace. He took me to see him."

Chapter 0993 People from the North

In the Bei'an Palace in the northern city of Tianmen Pass, everything was dyed white under the heavy snowfall.

Although the whole world was covered in silver, the plain onyx hanging all over the palace still looked so dazzling. At the same time, the sergeants patrolling the palace had tears in their tiger eyes.

The Bei'an Prince's Mansion, which occupies a very large area, actually has only a few buildings inhabited by Jiang's children, and most of the rest are flat school grounds for gathering soldiers from the north. A house for foreigners.

In this courtyard, under the slightly dim sky, only one light was on. In the light, there was a young and tall figure pacing back and forth. Youth, snow half city.

Xue Bancheng in the house was still wearing a blood-stained animal jacket. He squatted down, stretched out his right hand, and carefully stroked the floor of the house under him. , Occasionally pick up your fist and tap lightly, listening to the sound coming from the ground below you.

Xue Bancheng was resettled here yesterday, and this behavior is a habit he has developed all along. Whenever he is in a new environment, this young man has to check everything around him to be at ease. .

He has a unique talent for observing the surrounding environment, coupled with his extremely strong memory, so that even a small snowman mixed blood can gain a firm foothold in Liuli City.

Under the bright white oil lamp, Xue Bancheng groped very carefully. He groped every inch including the wall. Although it took a long time, his face, which was even more seductive than a woman's, did not There is no trace of impatience, because the young man who used to be able to do both black and white in Liuli City with ease, lacks patience the most.

After a long time, Xue Bancheng checked every corner of the whole house, and then he sat down on the ground, with a little thought on his handsome face, and murmured:

"When I was in Liuli City, I heard that the southern country Daxia was powerful and unparalleled. When I saw it at this time, it really lived up to its reputation. The ground was all poured with special soil, which was hundreds of times stronger than the normal northern snow and frozen soil. It is impossible to dig a tunnel. It is impossible, and although the structure of this room is not an ice wall, its hardness is not weak at all, and it is not cold to the touch, it is simply a perfect material."

After the words fell, Xue Bancheng got up and walked quickly to a bed in the house. His eyes were full of excitement as he stared at the big bed. Then he carefully sat on the bed and stretched out his hand to face the bed below. With a light press, there was an extremely soft feeling. At this moment, Xue Bancheng even felt tears welling up in his eyes.

The struggle in Liuli City, the life-and-death escape in the underground tunnel, and the life-and-death crisis in the underground Jinluan Hall, all these scenes were intertwined in one place in Xue Bancheng's mind, and finally all the pictures turned into one The majestic and stern face of the old man, and the words that he said lightly:

"Tear open this scroll, and you will go to the land of your dreams. That is the promise this king once promised!"

After a few breaths, his thoughts flowed, his thoughts were disillusioned, and then Xue Bancheng came back to his senses, continued to stare at the wooden bed that he had never seen before, and continued to murmur:

"This big summer, will it be my dream land?"

While Xue Bancheng's voice faintly lingered in the house, the door was gently pushed open, and then accompanied by swaying snowflakes, a tall and straight figure slowly stepped inside, and then a cold and unruly voice came out:

"Whether Daxia will be your dream land or not depends on your ambition."

After the words fell, Jiang Yue, the son of King Bei'an, who was covered with snow on his blood armor, stood in the room, and then he raised his foot and lightly stepped on the ground under his foot, and the voice continued:

"The ground under your feet is not only poured with special soil, but also reinforced by monks with earth attributes, and then paved with floor tiles. The floor tiles must be of the same level as the bricks of the city wall. It was fired in seven processes, and then the defensive runes were engraved by the monks of the Ministry of Industry.

"This is just an ordinary level of a big city. Fortresses such as our Tianmenguan are even higher in level. It can be said that the value of each brick is even more than all the valuable things of an ordinary tribe such as Xuemen. Is it enough to satisfy your ambition?"

After the rolling sound fell, Jiang Yue took a step forward again, and the snow on the entire armor began to fall down, and then he stared at Xue Bancheng with a look of horror on his face, opened his mouth and continued to speak:

"You teleport directly from the hinterland of the extreme northern snowfield to the stone statue tower of Tianmenguan. The northern city of Tianmenguan is a military forbidden area. Ordinary people are not allowed to teleport, and those who violate it will be shot. Therefore, the moment you appear, the northern army has the right to kill you directly. , if it weren't for the strong thunderous breath of my Jiang family that lingers on you, I should not be able to communicate with you now.

"From the prison of the Northern Army to the guest room of the Wangfu where you are at this time, the straight-line distance is not far, but it has passed through our Daxia Northern Army, Jiang's Palace, Sitianjian, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Nightmare Division. After a total of six rounds of trials, it will be deliberated by the cabinet, and then passed into the hands of His Majesty, and the Holy Majesty will make the final decision.

"So for you, I, the people of King Bei'an Palace, have traveled back and forth between Tianmen Pass and Shenjing City countless times, and the interrogation records are 15 thick volumes, and it only takes 14 volumes to go through the entire judicial process of the court." After a short period of [-] days, the palace will finally endorse you to give you some freedom, now you say, is this enough to satisfy your ambition?"

The little prince Jiang Yue's voice sounded like a thunderbolt unique to the Jiang family, one of the fourteen surnames Ying, rolling in the entire house, and these two questions, heard by Xue Bancheng, It is even more deafening and resonant.

At the same time, the young Xuemin, who had been interrogated countless times in more than ten days, finally understood that there was a group of people trying their best to help him in this unknown Tianmen Pass.

Then Xue Bancheng's eyes showed deep gratitude, he stood up from the bed, and said softly to Jiang Yue:

"Why, why are you helping me like this?"

"Because of the old man, because you said that my dead ghost father promised you to bring you to the Great Xia Central Plains!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yue turned around and walked towards the snowflakes flying outside, and then the cold voice continued:

"Although the old man is dead, his promise is the promise of my Bei'an Palace. Come with me. Your Majesty wants to see you. Can you display your ambition in the place you dream of? This will be your last and most important question." one pass."

Chapter 0994 serious once

The goose-feather snow in the sky above the gate of heaven is getting bigger and bigger. In addition, it is at the time when the last ray of sunlight is setting in the northern land, the whole sky is dim and dark, like a giant beast roaring and opening to swallow the sky. gulp.

When light and darkness merged, Jiang Yue's figure in blood armor slowly appeared outside the house on the west side of Bei'an Palace in Beicheng, and behind him, Xue Bancheng took a deep breath, then narrowed his eyes, and stepped out in the same step. Into this snowflakes.

This is the first time that Xue Bancheng saw the world outside the closed house of Tianmen, because he was blindfolded when he transferred before, so when he raised his head and looked at the ray of sunshine that remained on the sky, his pupils Shrinking hard, couldn't help but blurted out:

"This is, light?"

"I have been to Liuli City and the northern arctic land, and I also know that the northern snowfield is shrouded in eternal night, so this should be the first time you have seen the sun, but because Tianmen Pass is also extremely north, the sunshine time here It's very short, there are probably only three hours in this season, but if you have the opportunity to go south to the Central Plains in the future, you will find that the scorching sun above the heads of all living beings is one of the most magnificent things in the whole world."

After Jiang Yue's faint reply fell, Xue Bancheng behind him retracted his gaze from the sky, clenched his fists, and at the same time, there was a strong look of longing in his eyes, and then the two people in front and behind faced the falling And it was snowing heavily, walking outside along the road between the houses.

The frequency of the little prince Jiang Yue's steps forward is not fast, but every time he takes a step, he can go very far with his body shaking. Therefore, in a short while, in the heavy snow ahead, the middle-aged man who brought Jiang Yue forward The captain's figure appeared in sight.

I saw the body of the middle-aged northern military academy lieutenant still standing upright, and on his right hand was holding a brand new white animal jacket. Then he looked at Jiang Yue who appeared again, and after raising his hand to salute, He said loudly:

"Back to my little prince, the last general applied for a military animal jacket from the warehouse, but I don't know if it fits well?"

After finishing speaking, the captain glanced calmly at Xue Bancheng behind Jiang Yue, a hint of curiosity flashed in his black eyes, because recently Xue Bancheng was a big celebrity in Bei'an Palace, almost the whole palace Rotating around its axis.

Then Jiang Yue stepped forward to take the beast coat from the captain's hand, threw it directly to the young snowman behind him, and at the same time said in a faint voice:

"In Daxia, the Miansheng is an honor that can be remembered for a lifetime, so don't be too shabby and replace this blood-stained animal coat on your body."

After Jiang Yue's words fell, Xue Bancheng didn't talk nonsense, and directly stretched out his hand to tear off the old snow jacket on his body, revealing a muscular upper body that was not as strong as the rest of the snowmen, and although it was in life Under the effect of the potion, Xue Bancheng's wounds in the ground of Liuli City have healed, but the scars like spider webs still remain, which makes the middle-aged captain at the side stand in awe.

For the sergeants, everyone agrees that scars are the best medals, and on Xue Bancheng's fair and transparent skin, the lines of scars have brought him a special charm of iron and blood.

After the Xuemin youth pursed his lips and put on the new animal jacket in twos and twos, Jiang Yue's faint voice sounded in his ears again:

"I have read your interrogation files. You are half-Snowman and half-human. This is actually very rare. No wonder your body is not as burly as the Snowman, but closer to the Daxia Human Race."

"Maybe it's because I'm the only person in the entire extreme northern snowfield who is a hybrid of human race and snowman. In Liuli City, I have never seen anyone with a bloodline similar to mine."

After Xue Bancheng's response fell, he stepped forward, followed Jiang Yue who continued to walk out, and then said again:

"Maybe there were, but they all died, and because of the blood relationship of the Violent Bear tribe, I was able to continue to survive under the protection of the Holy Maiden."

"The human race on the extreme northern snowfield is extremely rare. Generally, apart from me and the soldiers who went north to conquer and kill people, there are only a few chambers of commerce who went to the snowfield to do business, so the origin of the human blood flowing in your body is self-evident. , This is also one of the fundamental reasons why the judicial system in Great Xia has been arguing endlessly, and His Majesty has to make a decision in the end."