A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

On this day, the entire palace seemed to be shrouded in a veil of silence, immersed in a deep slumber.

The sky was as silent as a fortress. The towering palace building looked solemn and majestic under the dim sky, and the glazed tiles were covered with a thin layer of frost, flashing a cold light.

On this winter day, the sky was covered by a thick layer of gray clouds, like a huge gray curtain, completely blocking the sun. The sun seemed to be covered with a gray quilt, too cold to show its face.

The bitter north wind blew like the roar of a ferocious beast, and the sound was sharp and shrill, blowing through the eaves of the palace, making a humming sound.

The dry grass branches trembled in the strong wind, breaking again and again, as if they no longer had the strength to stand up straight, and could only helplessly collapse on the dry ground, quietly waiting for their fate of decay. The grass branches were yellow and dull in color, and some had become fragile and easily broken. They were crushed into powder with a slight touch in the wind.

But in Qitian Xiaohan Mansion, there is a different kind of life. Birds and foxes are happily singing and playing games in this silence.

Quaq sang excitedly: "Quack, quack, quack, one frog has one leg, two frogs have two legs, three frogs have three legs..." It flapped its wings, raised its little head, and its eyes sparkled with excitement.

Its small eyes were round, like two black gemstones, emitting a lively glow. Its feathers sparkled with colorful colors in the sun, fluttering gently with its movements.

The little fox suddenly interrupted it, waving its little paws, "No, no! The frog has more than one leg! It's singing wrong!"

The little fox's eyes were sparkling and full of seriousness. Its tail was fluffy and soft, swaying gently behind it, as if expressing its dissatisfaction.

Guaguamei smiled nonchalantly and said, "Who cares? As long as I'm happy, it doesn't matter how many legs a frog has!"

After saying that, it jumped up happily again and sang the unknown song with the little fox. "Woo woo woo..." "Squeak squeak..." "Quack quack..." "Woof woof woof..."

The various sounds intertwined together, as if it were a unique winter symphony. They left a series of small footprints on the snow, like lovely notes.

When Emperor Yuxuan woke up, it was already early afternoon. He slowly opened his eyes, still with a hint of sleepiness in his eyes. After a moment, he sat up suddenly and shouted loudly: "Xiao Sizhe——" This sound was like a thunder, exploding in Weilong Palace, shaking the ground. Emperor Yuxuan frowned tightly, and a trace of anxiety appeared on his face.

His eyes revealed majesty and domineering, but also mixed with a hint of expectation. In order to make Xiao Sizhe come quickly, Eunuch Xiaoyi quickly lit the sky-high summoning arrow. The summoning arrow whistled into the sky, making a sharp sound.

With a bang, the summoning arrow emitted dazzling sparks, like gorgeous fireworks blooming in the sky. The sparks were so bright that they illuminated the entire sky.

The thick smoke in the sky spread and expanded rapidly like a vicious devil, as if it was going to swallow up the entire sky.

Eunuch Xiao Yi looked at the sky nervously, his face full of anxiety. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his hands were clasped tightly together, and he prayed in his heart that Xiao Sizhe would come as soon as possible.

The little fox and the quack sister were playing happily in Qi Tian Xiaohan Mansion, and a cheerful atmosphere filled the air.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows, and the breeze rustles the leaves. The little fox jumps and chases after Guagua, its furry tail swinging happily, its eyes sparkling with excitement.

Its little paws jumped briskly on the grass, and every step was full of energy. Guaguamei flapped her wings and made crisp sounds, as if she was playing with the little fox.

Its feathers sparkle with colorful colors in the sunlight, like a beautiful piece of work of art.

Suddenly, there was a sharp whistling sound in the sky, which pierced the quiet air like a sharp arrow. The little fox and Guagua were frightened and panicked, and they immediately ran away.

The little fox on the ground rushed into the dense bushes like a flash of lightning, and its small body nimbly shuttled through the grass. Its eyes were full of fear, and its heart was pounding. Its ears were tightly pressed against its head, its tail was drooping, and the hair on its body stood up.

The flying quack flew into the leaves of the tall trees at a very fast speed, its wings trembling constantly, nervously observing the situation outside, its eyes wide open, full of vigilance.

There was a loud bang, and flames appeared in the sky, accompanied by thick smoke. The flames were like blooming flowers, instantly lighting up the entire sky, and the thick smoke was like a huge black dragon, rolling in the sky.

A few little guys cautiously stuck their heads out and looked up at the sky. Their eyes were fixed on the changing smoke in the sky, their eyes full of confusion and fear.

"What is that?" Guaguamei asked softly, her voice trembling. Her little head tilted slightly, her eyes full of anxiety.

The little fox stared at the smoke, feeling anxious: "Could it be that bad guys are coming?" Its little head turned quickly, thinking about how to deal with it. Its claws gently scratched the ground, as if preparing for the upcoming danger.

"Not good! Hurry up and tell my brother!" the little fox said decisively. It immediately rushed towards Qingxin Yaju like an arrow, so fast that it was dazzling.

Its body flashed through the bushes, leaving only a vague shadow. Guaguamei did not dare to neglect and followed closely behind the little fox. They ran all the way, their hearts filled with anxiety.

Xiao Sizhe and Sikong Yan were resting quietly in bed when they were suddenly awakened by the noise outside. They jumped up from the bed with surprised expressions on their faces.

Xiao Sizhe's eyes brightened instantly, and she quickly leaned against the window to look out. There was still thick smoke in the sky, which was floating slowly in the breeze, as if telling something.

Xiao Sizhe's brows slightly wrinkled, and his eyes revealed a hint of solemnity. He gently placed his fingers on his chin, thinking about this sudden situation. Sikong Yan stood aside, his eyes revealing worry: "It seems that something urgent has happened."

His hands were clasped together tightly and his body leaned forward slightly, as if waiting for Xiao Sizhe's decision.