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Red robe and golden crown.

Twelve bars hang down from the crown, and the colorful silk sash is decorated with red, yellow, blue, and black jade in turn. The gorgeous and flamboyant face behind is half-covered and many details are blurred, only a few The finely crafted contour lines of the pen.

Compared with the crown, the floor-sweeping uniform is obviously more exaggerated.Not to mention the complexity of layer upon layer of clothing, the style of the outermost red robe alone is enough to make people speechless.The hem of the clothes is divided into nine prongs, which are flamboyantly flamboyant behind her. Both the shape and the texture are in the shape of a phoenix tail.Twisting the red gold into silk threads that are thinner than hair, showing the general shape of the tail feathers one by one, it is clearly achieved to the extent that the details are clearly visible, but the craftsman who made this uniform seems not satisfied, and is still in the silk thread. It is embellished with colored gemstones polished into translucent sheets, which is extremely luxurious.

When this body crown was placed on Huo Lian, he suddenly had the illusion of being out of breath.Part of the weight naturally comes from the clothing itself, but more of it comes from the pressure in the dark. He can't explain it clearly, but he still has a feeling of carrying something on his shoulders, which clearly makes his back rise. Breaking into a cold sweat.

Carrying the sticky stuff behind him, Huo Lian's mind is clear for some reason. It can even be said that since he parted ways with Bai Xinyue, this is the first time he has felt such a clear feeling.

He can climb up the steps with his eyes closed, obviously a road he has never walked in his memory, but how high and wide each step is, how far apart it is, and when there will be a small bend, he knows all about it. Know in advance.

The memory that shouldn't exist, the familiar one, maybe it's just his body.

At the same time, there are a total of four monsters who crossed the Shinto and climbed the steps.

Apart from the fire, the rest are Luo Ying, Wei Xi and Lu Dia.There are four ways of Shinto, and the steps to the top of the palace also correspond to this number.The last time they came here, they just chose the one that was the easiest to pass. Now, according to the rules, the four of them had to separate and walk alone.

The four follow the tradition, and the paths they walk overlap with the four previous families.But perhaps including Huo Lian, they can't replace the most prosperous monsters and dignitaries in the past, but it is extremely difficult to get the number of people together.

It’s not that no one raised objections to this, but Huo Lian just replied lightly—“It’s okay, as long as there are enough people. Besides, the selected ones are more or less related to the four major families, which is already more than I expected. So much better."

No matter who heard these words, they would inevitably guess what Huo Lian must have planned behind the scenes.But he refused to say it clearly, and no one else could ask him.

The person who provided the sacrificial agenda was Ling Wen. He has lived for such a long time, no, it should be said that he has survived half-dead for thousands of years. It seems that he only wants to protect these dusty old things, the Paradise Order, the sacrificial dress, and A tradition that has lost its meaning.

Huo Lian's thoughts were chaotic to the point of chaos, but his steps were very steady, step by step, step by step, slowly going up, not too fast, almost like a stroll in the courtyard.

There is a section of the road ahead that cuts off the bad wall - this idea suddenly broke into Huo Lian's thoughts.

This was not the first time he had such an inexplicable sense of déjà vu today, but it was undoubtedly the clearest one.

Moreover, the previous omens are more close to a kind of instinct. For example, if a corner is missing on a certain stone step in front, Huo Lian will spontaneously raise his leg and step over, without thinking about why he knew this in advance. Condition.But this time, the perception is obviously different, because at the same time, there is also a memory that is still very clear, with the beginning and the end.

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"Are you really going to do this?" A woman in a blue shirt suddenly turned out of the empty place, as if she had melted out of the air.However, a layer of melancholy covered her elegant face, like a faint cloud, not only did not lighten her countenance, but on the contrary, there was a little more heart-wrenching melancholy.

Emperor Xiran's right hand is in the air. At first glance, it seems that there is nothing in the palm, but as long as the eyes are sharp enough and the line of sight passes through the palm, you will find that no matter whether it is the sunlight behind or the scenery, it will be here. A faint crease appears nearby.

Others may not understand it, but the blue-shirted woman—Hao Yan understands very well that there is a stream of air being continuously gathered and compressed in Xiran's palm at this moment.Whether you can see the real thing or not, it is an all-conquering force.

"It's already reached this point, and you're still questioning my decision." Xi Ran didn't look at the other party either, her gaze just stopped at the gorgeous palace in front of her that was dominated by two tones of red and gold.Or to put it more accurately, he actually didn't look at anything, even though there was a bustling scene in front of him, he still couldn't get a reflection in his eyes. "Hao Yan, others may not know everything about the ins and outs, but you know everything."

Hao Yan pursed his lips.There are obviously thousands of words, but no matter which sentence she translates, it seems to bring an old taste that has changed from time to time.As the other party said, "it has come to this point." At this time, whether it is condemning and insulting, or comforting and persuading, it is too late and there is nothing you can do.

Xiran is still waiting for the airflow to condense further, which is more or less boring. It is rare for him to take the initiative to explain his behavior, "Although I will destroy everything here soon, I will also leave a 'key' .”

This is the first time Haoyan heard about it, so she inevitably looked forward to it, "The key? Is it going to be left to Weixi?" In her opinion, this is the only person who can entrust her.

Xiran just let out a soft "huh" and commented flatly, "She is indeed worth it. However, she has already undertaken too many things, and it would be too much to leave the key to her." Not counting The explanation of the explanation came to an abrupt end at this point, and it could be vaguely inferred that Xiran seemed to have a candidate in mind, but he was not going to tell others about it.

Hao Yan's brows were contemplative, coupled with the tight lip lines, the whole person was really sad like the cold wind and autumn rain.

It's not that she doesn't trust Huo Lian—but all monsters have unconditional trust in their emperor, which is engraved in their bones by strength and blood, close to instinct.

However, even so, Hao Yan still had a premonition, a very bad premonition.She vaguely guessed who the emperor would leave the crucial key to, but she still couldn't question it face to face.

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In a trance, Huo Lian walked forward for a while.When he gathered his eyes again to see the scene in front of him clearly, the only way forward was blocked by a piece of ruins.

The destruction is really complete - this is Huo Lian's first thought, which can be regarded as a very pertinent and objective evaluation.

Is it really me who made such a black hand? This is Huo Lian's second thought, relatively speaking, he really has no real feeling.

Whether it is the past buried by history, or the past that he personally experienced, although the picture left behind is extremely clear, Huo Lian still feels that there is something separated from it.It's like a bad movie with no beginning and no end being shown, separated by a screen, even though it is very clear to watch, it is still not immersive at all.

However, Huo Lian's mood was still agitated. It turns out that even in a calm environment, the heart lake can still be stirred up.Even before he could figure out why he was agitated, his mind was already buzzing, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.

Taking a step forward, he stepped on the ruins with half of his feet, and the thick dust condensed into half footprints that were neither light nor heavy.

If you look back sadly at this moment, you can imagine that this place has been sleeping for thousands of years, and not a single living thing has disturbed it during the long time.That Miss Weixi always stood on the lotus pond in the palace next door and looked forward to it, just for the elusive flame flower.Rao didn't want to see through his eyes, but he couldn't come to this side through the isolated palace wall after all.

But today's uninvited guest disturbed the tranquility of this place. I don't know which of his tendons were wrong, but he just hooked up the violent factors in his chest. ——

The reason why ruins are ruins is not only that the originally good pavilions and palaces have been completely destroyed and turned into complete waste, but also the word "chaos" is added.

Among the hills, there are half-painted beams painted in gold, half-faced doors with open engravings, and half solid floor tiles, but no matter what kind, no matter whether it is light or heavy, at this moment, they are all recognized. The strong wind blew into the midair, forcibly covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

When it really blew up, the strong wind immediately receded from the tough outer skin, and became gentle, quite a bit like blowing the face.It's just that the sundries in mid-air still just stopped in mid-air, as if countless invisible hands suddenly appeared to lift them up.

The messy ruins rose into the air, and a clean passage was cleared below.

Huo Lian wore that gorgeous costume that could crush people to death, and walked slowly, as if passing through a strange scene that violated gravity.

All kinds of sundries are suspended in mid-air to create a strange passage that is not short-in fact, this is quite reasonable, after all, there used to be a magnificent and gorgeous palace here.

Huo Lian's footsteps remained undisturbed.The more chaotic and entangled he is in his heart, the more calm he looks on the surface.Huo Lian himself couldn't figure out how to develop this ability, and it was an ability that he was not rare at all.

After finally passing through this passage, the scene that suddenly came into view really surprised him.

Under the azure sky, red is flying around, and it seems that there are only two colors left in the whole world, blue and red, forming a thick and colorful picture scroll.The painting doesn't even need any subject, that would just be artificial.At such a time, the sky only needs to present the cleanest colors heartlessly, and countless flame tail flowers bloom in an instant, just need to fly up and down as you like, and what you see and feel is too beautiful.

Why did Weixi eagerly look forward to seeing Yanweihua again?Huo Lian suddenly understood her mood.

By the way, Weixi seems to have said that the Yanwei flower is the flower of the emperor, and it can only bloom in the place where the monster emperor passes by.

Pass through the ruins of the palace and go up a short distance to the supreme altar.

The four protagonists who participated in the sacrifice today came up from the four passages according to tradition, but their speed seemed to have been discussed in advance, and they arrived at the same time regardless of the front or back.

So far, there have been no mistakes in Yicheng, but as Huo Lian said before, under the current conditions, everything can only be kept simple. Of course, we can't expect to reproduce the grand occasion of the huge crowds in "Monster Document".

There were only four of them standing on the huge altar, how shabby it was.

Huo Lian scanned in the direction of the other three people, and found that the most normal one was Luo Ying, who was temporarily captured to take Lou Che's place. It is worth admiring.

In addition, Weixi's condition is not bad, but the contrast between the black dress and her white hair and white skin is too strong.She was small, and under the raised black stiff collar, her palm-sized face had become more and more transparent, as if it might melt at any moment.

Feeling Huo Lian's gaze, Wei Xi also glanced at him.Her eyes were really complicated, Huo Lian thought he didn't understand everything, but he still felt the other party's strong worry.

Compared to the two ladies, a certain male animal is really off the hook.

Ludia must have hated the heavy and complicated clothes wrapped around his body. He felt that it became extremely difficult for him to lift his arms or move his legs.This is not incomprehensible. Take those domesticated pet cats and dogs as an example. The owners can dress up their pets according to their own preferences and aesthetics, but the animals themselves often find it difficult to immediately accept their own fur. Clothes other than clothes, always have to struggle and tear at the beginning, and it takes a long time to get used to.

And this Ludia who turned into a boy is still a Persian cat to put it bluntly.

Huo Lian was a little speechless.He originally wanted to meet Ludia alone before the sacrifice began, and it would be more reassuring to say a few more words about some things than to say nothing at all.It's a pity that all his time was wasted on Ling Wen and Ling Zhang, and he really couldn't spare this time.

After carefully observing Ludia's state, he guessed that not only was he not used to wearing such troublesome clothes, but because of his feline nature, he was probably not used to wearing all kinds of clothes.

From the current point of view, this should be regarded as a good thing, at least Ludia is trapped in layers of fabrics and is difficult to break free, and there must be no moths in a short time.

Huo Lian calculated the time in his heart, the matter was at hand and he could not be delayed.So he raised his right hand, and an invisible air flow passed by, heading towards the altar in the middle.

I have seen it the last time I came to this place. On the altar are four sacrificial utensils, Cangbi, Chizhang, Huang Cong and Xuanhuang. Now these things are engulfed by the air current and rise from the altar, floating in the corresponding order. to the four directions.

In fact, Huo Lian just had a thought just now, he didn't even expect to be able to control the air flow so smoothly.

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