[Yunhuan BG Mirror Series Fans] Imperial Capital

, there are some people he can never let go of, and some things he can never look away from.

The wound on Emperor Xingzun's body, as thin as a cicada's wing, was wounded by a sharp blade he had never seen before.Who is that mysterious man?He knew very well that it should be out of personal grievances.However, the person who can live side by side with him for a thousand years is probably already a remnant soul.

Everything that happened last night seemed to have happened, so real.Until now, it seems that he still has her cold body temperature in his arms.He still clearly remembered that in that dream that was so real, he finally said to her those words that had been hidden in his heart for too long.Even if those words were spoken to her, it took courage.

Between him and her, it seems that there has never been such a harmonious~~, he has always been in charge, her~~ is slightly resisting, but she can't completely reject his~~.In fact, he understands that in her heart, she wants to be with him, but the situation is so changed that even God refuses to give them a chance to be together.

However, he could have grasped it by himself, couldn't he?Why is something quietly lost when one's own strength becomes stronger and one can control one's own destiny?What did he lose?

Yun Huan tightened his fingers on the operating system, and Garuda flew according to his wishes, hardly requiring any movement from him—that was Xiao's intention, silently guarding him.It's just that he didn't know until very late.

Why?Why does everything he loves, everything he wants, leave him?Why even though he has the power to compete for the Yunhuang Continent, why does he seem to have everything but nothing?

All the things he can let go, or what he can't let go of, can no longer form a fetter for him.From now on, he no longer has to be afraid of anything.It turns out that this is the true strength of a person.And her departure cut off the last ray of concern between them and buried the last ray of tenderness in his heart.

Traveling all the way west, this is the first time Xiao has come to Chishui River.Not long ago, I heard that this place has become a poisonous river.During the dive, she saw the ghostly red beetles scattered in the water, as well as the corpses of the sharks and even the ice people.The thick bloody smell in the water vaguely hinted at the tragic scene a few days ago.However, compared to crossing the vast western wilderness to reach the destination, going through Chishui is a shortcut and the most suitable choice for her.

She didn't know how long or how far she had swam, but when the smell of blood in the water slowly dissipated, she knew that she had reached the secret passage under the empty mountain range.The empty and silent mountain is now changed.With a sigh, looking back at the way she swam over is like looking back at the way she came from.

She still clearly remembered that the handsome man hugged her and asked her if she would go with him to the deserted mountain.She was naturally willing, but it was only after a long time that she realized that she was once so close to the person he respected the most and regarded as his father; he once recognized her existence so much, including her position in his heart; In the future, there is a plan that does not require her to worry and worry.he had...

A line of bright pearls cannot illuminate the road ahead, but gradually disappears in the road ahead.

When a deep blue sea appeared in front of her, she knew that she was not far from her destination.The so-called not far, in fact, there is still a distance - she needs to cross a pitch-black, turbulent sea.

And the piece of blue that just appeared is just an illusion, just a momentary adaptation of the eyesight.His thin body was bobbing and sinking in the waves, and the thunder struck the sea surface, and the waves rose higher, as if echoing the wrath of the sky.This piece of water is called the Sea of ​​Fury.

She thought that her life would end on the Garan White Tower.It is God's will to be able to do this.Is the patience of thousands of years just to repay the irreparable consequences caused by the willful youth?Or, has this always been her mission?

Anyway, here she is.Broken walls and ruins lie on the bank of the raging sea, and there are traces of being burned by the fire everywhere.It still stands majestically, not complaining about the past, but remembering history.

The Aita family is the noble bloodline second only to the Sea Emperor in the sea kingdom, and their fief is located in the angry sea in the northwest of the Xuanji Islands.The tower body is full and white, and it was burned to the ground in the battle between sea and sky 7000 years ago.Minghuo, the female priest at that time, threw herself into the raging flames, praying for the guidance of the gods.

This is an extremely honorable family, hereditary priesthood, mastering the power of fire, and their status in the sea kingdom is only below that of the sea emperor.

The heavy door slowly closed, and the altar fell into a closed and cold atmosphere.For thousands of years, no one has entered this place, and who would have thought that behind such a small door, there is an astonishingly large space hidden.

The huge secret room was dark except for a small white candle.

Under the candle, a thin figure sat cross-legged.

The man sat quietly in the deepest part of the darkness, with a white candle lit by his side.He lowered his head, his long dark blue hair fell to the ground like algae, he was wearing a strange pure white dress, the hem of the clothes dragged on the ground for a length of one foot, making the man seem to be supported by a pond of white lotus .

The moment the woman in blue stepped into the secret hall, he quietly raised his head and bowed elegantly: "Princess, after 7000 years, I have finally met you instead of my ancestors."

Xiao looked at him in the dark, under the faint white candlelight, his forehead was clean and wise, and that outline vaguely had a thrilling familiarity, like the shadow of fate.He calmly looked at the somewhat translucent figure in the distance. She had consumed too much spiritual power all the way here.

At the same time, she also saw his strange eyes—they were a pair of flame-like eyes that did not belong to Hai Guo people.

"Ming Jue." Xiao said in a low voice, with a soft light in his eyes, looking at the man sitting in the darkness.She is gratified that the Aita family has endured heavy losses, and there are still descendants left in the world.

Xiao looked at the man in white, "Priest, have you come out of the mourning tower?"

"Yes." He looked up at the last princess of Haiguo, with a sad and joyful expression on his face, and saluted respectfully again. "Regardless of the vicissitudes of life, our family will return to you in one form."

At that moment, a gleam of crystal light flashed in Xiao's tired eyes.

"It's really hard for you..." The woman in blue sighed, "After my brother died in battle 7000 years ago, I was trapped in the secret room of Kongsang Mausoleum, and I have heard about what happened to you later."

7000 years ago, Kongsang's army invaded Biluohai for the first time, and Haiguo fought back. It was the God of War who joined forces with Naga and the priestess Minghuo to fight back, and finally drove the invaders from the six tribes back to Yunhuang.Afterwards, Emperor Xingzun personally conquered Bi Luohai with the Heavenly Sword in his hand.After several months of fierce fighting with that eternal emperor, Haiguo finally lost.

Seeing that the blue sea has turned into a sea of ​​blood, and the mermaids are about to be wiped out, the female priest Ming Huo ran back to the mourning tower where she practiced on a daily basis, knelt down in front of the gods and made a wish, hoping that the gods in the nine heavens would be saved. The blood and power of the Sea Emperor kept the Sea Kingdom from being annihilated.After praying, he threw himself into the fire without hesitation.

At that moment, the "gods" in the nine heavens were alarmed, and finally stretched out a hand of protection from the sky.

After the Battle of Sea and Sky ended, that piece of sea became a forbidden area, and was called the "Raging Sea" by all sea merchants.There are rumors that the soul of the female priest Minghuo has merged into this sea. Because of the subjugation of the country, she is angry and sad day and night, so the waves here are so violent that there is no boat to cross.

Before Ming Huo died, there was a prophecy: the blood of the Sea Emperor has not been cut off, and the man with the dragon totem on his back will surely become the new king of the sea kingdom, and the mermaid clan will return to the blue sea and blue sky one day .

Her prophecy has been circulated like the wind among the clansmen for 7000 years, and it has become the spiritual power of the sharks who will not give up from generation to generation, making the belief in the desire for freedom burn in the hearts of the slaves like a spark.

Finally, after 7000 years, in the 91st year of the Cangliu calendar, the new king of Haiguo was born on Qingshui.At the moment of the upheaval, there was a huge roar and echo in Qihai.

In the distant mourning tower, a pair of red pupils opened.He knew that the king of the previous generations of priests was dead. Although he had never seen the king who was as gentle as a spring breeze, the loyalty of the priests of the past generations to protect the king had never weakened in the slightest.

Although the "God" in the Nine Heavens had agreed to the wish of the Minhuo Priestess, Chunhuang was still dead after all—His Royal Highness Chunhuang, whom she swore to serve at all costs, had died 7000 years ago.

It turns out that there are times when God can’t do it.

At this moment, there seemed to be a raging fire burning in Ming Jue's body, scorching his body and mind, carrying the memory of the previous priests, and he shed the last tear for her and for him.However, the tears were quickly dried up by the excessive temperature of the body.

"Princess, although His Royal Highness Chunhuang has died, the mind of the previous priests has not changed." He said quietly, as if he had made up his mind long ago, "The only purpose of my existence is to assist the clansmen to rebuild in the ruins of Biluohai Sea country."

The last princess of Haiguo raised her eyes to the handsome current priest of Fengshen, with a grateful smile in her eyes.

If there is a chance, Mingjue would like to meet the new king—7000 years, the successor of Chunhuang, the new sea emperor who came out of the world, what does it look like?

The clear water separates and reunites, and in the golden tent, the tassels at the four corners float with the undercurrent.The woman who was lying silently on the couch just looked at everything around her expressionlessly, her eyes were silent.

Her appearance can overturn an era, and indeed it overturned an era.Beautiful women are always unfortunate.or bring it to others