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The capital of the barbarians - the capital of the gods.

Crescent Temple, one of the four major temples.

A stunningly beautiful woman with purple hair is kneeling in the middle of the formation, surrounded by twelve moon discs, and wisps of moonlight are pouring on her purple robe, showing her grace and splendor.

"puff!"

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood dyed the formation red, and all twelve moon wheels were shattered.

The purple-haired woman's pupils suddenly shrank and she shouted anxiously: "I want to see Your Majesty! Hurry!"

City of Gods - Temple of Gold.

The tall statue stood tall, and the endless golden charm poured down from the hands of the statue, illuminating the entire golden temple.

Below, the throne representing eternity is pressed against the statue.

On the throne, an old man with white hair and beard sat curled up with a holy sword in his arms, and his cloudy eyes opened forcefully as if they were sensing something.

"See Your Majesty!"

The once invincible God of War could not withstand the invasion of time after all. The purple-haired woman half-knelt under the eternal throne could not help but feel a little sad.

"Ziyue, you are injured."

For a long time, the Barbarian Lord rolled his throat and spit out a few words with difficulty.

The already chaotic brain began to think about who could hurt Ziyue, who was the Archbishop of the Crescent Temple.

"Your Majesty, Ziyue has something important to report, and it's about you."

Ziyue's voice interrupted the Barbarian Lord's thinking.

"How long can I live?" Barbarian Lord asked with a frown.

Ziyue's forehead was dripping with sweat, and she lowered her head and replied: "It will take less than two days to return to my Majesty! It may be tomorrow night!"

boom!

The terrifying aura that erupted from that withered body made Ziyue feel a tightness in her chest, and she almost spit out another mouthful of blood, polluting the temple.

"why?!"

The barbarian lord held the holy sword in both hands and slowly sat upright from the throne, his eagle eyes were sinister and cold.

"Seven days ago, you reported that I still have one year! How dare you bully me?!"

"Zi Yue doesn't dare! Please calm down, Your Majesty!" Zi Yue knelt on the polished floor.

"Oh!"

The scabbard hit the floor heavily, and the Barbarian Lord bulged his eyes and screamed miserably: "Calm down? Then tell me why!"

Ziyue's whole body was already soaked with cold sweat. She only divined the date of Mianxia's death, but not the cause of Mianxia's death.

The cause of Mianxia's death was shrouded in a gray fog, as if someone had deliberately covered it up.

cause of death...

Sudden illness? The prince rebels? Assassin assassination? Or what's the reason?

"Your Majesty will die at the hands of assassins!"

Ziyue almost blurted out.

In the end, she bet everything on her sixth sense!

"Hahahaha!!!" The barbarian master laughed crazily while wielding his sword with both hands.

"Ziyue, you said there will be assassins coming to kill me?"

joke!

Great joke!

This is the capital of God!

Even the legendary Sword God (Shenyou Realm) and Dharma God couldn't kill him if they came in person!

Just because he is the leader of the barbarian country! He is the son of "God"!

Like "God", he is an eternal existence!

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Now that things have happened, even if it is a lie, she must take it seriously!

"Notify my unfilial children that there will be a family dinner tomorrow night, and they must all be present!"

The violent aura around the Barbarian Lord dissipated, and he leaned back and became the old man again.

"Yes! Your Majesty! Ziyue will go and inform the princes right now."

"Ah."

With a deep response, Ziyue carefully exited the Golden Temple.

After a moment of silence in the huge golden temple, a faceless and mysterious man in black robes walked out from behind the statue.

"Your Majesty," the mysterious man called softly and respectfully.

"How is the progress of the elixir of immortality?" Barbarian Lord asked coldly after coughing a few times.

"Your Majesty, I still need some medicine."

"What medicine?"

"It requires the heart and eyes of a person with divine eyes."

"Ahem, have you found it?"

The mysterious man said apologetically: "My lord, I found it, but it's a pity that the person with the divine pupil is in Qian country."

"My people were blocked outside the pass by the Military Guard of Qian Kingdom. I cannot bring the man with the divine pupil to your Majesty in a short period of time."

The barbarian master understood what the mysterious man meant, and a cold light shone in his eyes: "It takes time to prepare for going south."

"Besides, didn't you hear just now? My life will come to an end in less than two days!" The Barbarian Lord's tone was full of sarcasm.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, the purpose of divination is to predict the future, not to mention that the future is always full of uncertainty, and mere assassins are not worth mentioning."

"Your majesty is fully prepared, and with me accompanying you, I will definitely be able to turn your misfortune into a good one."

"Hehehehe, assassin..."

The Barbarian Lord looked sideways and asked, "Do you think the assassin will be sent by one of my unfilial children?"

"I don't dare to speak nonsense!" the mysterious man bowed.

"Go back."

"Yes."

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Bay Lakeside.

The six divine horses drank the lake water greedily and ran for hundreds of miles under the scorching sun. Even the best thousand-mile horses were already exhausted.

"Captain, look over there."

At the end of the Xuanwu finger grassland, a black line is vaguely visible, like ants moving.

"That's the barbarian's baggage team. They are moving a large amount of ordnance and food south. As expected, they are preparing to go south."

"Approximately how many people are there?" Shen Yian frowned.

"There are about three thousand people, and the team stretches for several miles. A small number of them are barbarians, and most of the rest are civilians recruited by themselves."

Shen Yi'an shook his head: "There are too many people, and it's easy to scare others away."

He didn't want to do the job of picking up sesame seeds after losing the watermelon.

Although everyone is a top expert, there are only six of them.

Even if there were three thousand pigs there, it would take them a long time to kill them.

After resting for a while, Shen Yian looked at the six sacred horses who had already eaten and drank and started playing in the water. He stood up and said: "Okay, let's continue our journey and try to reach the next city before dark."

Xuanwu looked at the barbarian baggage train and felt a little regretful in his heart.

It would be a great achievement to surprise this barbarian baggage train.

Suddenly I felt a little lucky that I didn't bring the Suzaku boy with me. Otherwise, with that boy's fiery personality, he probably wouldn't have been able to bear it and rushed forward.

"drive!"

The six of them mounted their horses and continued on their way.

The setting sun and evening breeze accentuate the curls of smoke, and the fragrance that fills the city arouses people's taste buds.

"Why are there so many food stalls here?"

This was the first time Xuanwu came to the city in the hinterland of the barbarians. He was a little stunned by the food stalls all over the street.

"Because this is the city of food - Garland."

Shen Yian looked at the map in his hand and replied.

"Rest here for one night and set off early tomorrow morning. We will arrive in the divine capital around this time."

Eilai stretched out his finger and lightly poked Shen Yi'an's shoulder in embarrassment.

"Ok?"

Xilai didn't know how to speak barbaric words. He didn't dare to speak on the street with so many people, so he could only point to his mouth.

Shen Yi'an understood instantly and took out a bag full of copper coins from the Man Kingdom and handed it to Bai Shi: "Bai Shi, buy him whatever he wants to eat."

In Narute, they took the horses and left the city.

After all, we have to spend the night in Jialan, so it’s better to keep a low profile.

"Yes, Captain."

"Um...Captain..." Xuanwu coughed twice. The fragrance that filled the city was so real that he also wanted to taste this exotic delicacy, but he only regretted his lack of financial resources.

"How much do you want to borrow this time?"

Shen Yian asked with a raised eyebrow.

Xuanwu's face fell, how could he become such a loser now?

Shen Yian took out a significantly smaller money bag and handed it to Xuanwu: "These are worth fifty taels of silver."

"Master Shen, please record the account."

The Lord Shen nodded, took out his small notebook and started jotting it down.

"Thank you...captain..."

After Xuanwu took the money bag, he smiled uglier than crying.