[Zuzhou] White clothes in the world

Zighan sat cross-legged on the red wool felt, eyes slightly closed, holding a silver bowl in his hand, staring at the clear liquor in the bowl without saying a word, hooking the corners of his mouth.

Sha Yangxu, who was sitting on the second seat on Zighan's left hand, was pinching the Zhuoyin wine cup with two fingers. He liked to drink from a Zhuoyin cup, and drank in small sips instead of drinking from a bowl like people in the northern desert.Some old nobles could not understand Sha Yangxu's inland style, and sneered at the eldest prince Sha Yangxu.An old nobleman sitting on the lower left opposite Sha Yangren was staring at Sha Yangxu and moaning. In his eyes, Sha Yangxu was totally out of place with Beimo.

Shayange sat upright on the wool felt, his eyes were closed, and there was a faint smile on his mouth.Sha Yanglie was not as forbearing as his second brother. He looked left and right, and exchanged glances with the old nobles around him who supported him from time to time.

Seven or eight braziers were lit in the red palace, warm and harmonious, and everyone had different expressions.They are waiting for the arrival of the frail Shile son. In the past six years, this son has lived under their noses, and his life has become more and more comfortable. Originally, they could turn a blind eye to him, but now they can no longer turn a blind eye to him.

The snow fell harder again, and outside the gate of the Red Palace, the snow path trampled by the nobles was covered with a layer of white again.Sha Yangren walked in front, and Atisa leaned on his long staff, and led Yun Luan who was following behind, stepping on the snow step by step, towards Chigong.

"My lord, don't say anything for a while, do you understand?" When approaching the gate of the Red Palace, Atisa suddenly stopped and turned to Yun Luan.

Yun Luan lowered her head slightly, looked at Mo Pu, who was a little shorter than herself, and then nodded.

Sha Yangren turned his back to them, standing in the heavy snow curtain, he felt the Sirius Blade in his hand beating non-stop, feeling uneasy.

"Mo servant, I have never understood." Sha Yangren turned around and said suddenly, the seven princes of the Northern Desert who had grown into a young man had a broad back, blocking the sight of Atisa and Yunluan, forcing them to have to fight with Sha Yang Ren looked directly at each other.Sha Yangren's blue eyes were as deep as the bottom of the sea, and only the corners of his mouth were tensed so that people could catch a trace of displeasure.

Asati let go of Yunluan's hand, adjusted his white robe, and said seriously: "The seventh prince wants to ask why I care so much about your son."

Sha Yangren nodded, Mo Pu was the one who watched him grow up, and he was the one who knew him best besides Zighan.

Mo Pu patted Yun Luan on the shoulder, let Yun Luan take a few steps forward, and stood between him and Sha Yangren.Mo Pu looked around, the Red Palace was heavily guarded, but the place where they were standing was still one zhang away from the Red Palace.After confirming that there was no one else around, Attisa's right hand condensed into a knot in the void, the faint white light was not conspicuous in the snow, and Yunluan and Shayangren, who were only one or two steps away from Atissa, both saw it. The fleeting white light in Tissa's hand, the white light flashed by, and they could clearly see the omen in the white light.A thick black gradually appeared in Yunluan's eyes, and it became blacker and darker. The blackness gathered in his pupils, but did not overflow to the whites of the eyes beside him. His eyes are truly black and white, so clear that it is frightening.

"My son!" Attisa noticed Yun Luan's expression, shouted loudly, and called Yun Luan back who was getting lost.

The Sirius Blade slapped Yun Luan's thin shoulder in time, and the slight pain and the loud noise in his ear brought the distracted man back to his senses in an instant.Yunluan was panting violently, his eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe what he saw just now.A faint figure appeared in the faint white light. It was a man like a god. His upturned mouth curled into a free and easy smile. He raised his head and looked at the empty sky. , overflowing with joy.

"Emperor Yuanshi?" There was a tremor in Sha Yangren's voice.

"No..." Yunluan tried hard to calm himself down, "It's the Emperor's family."

Asati nodded: "Yes, the last ray of soul of Fujuan finally preserved by the Earth Mother."

"Why did you appear here?" Yun Luan was puzzled.When the world was first created, the six gods performed their own duties and occupied their lands. The mother of the earth guarded Shile, and the god of desert took care of the northern desert. The other four gods, except the emperor of the underworld, were in charge of the three kingdoms of Yankong, Baize, and Nanxun Zuzhou. It has been more than 3000 years since the prehistoric times, the situation in Zuzhou has changed, and the dynasties have changed. Except for the Sirius King who fought against Zuzhou in order to resist the Yuanshi Emperor, there has never been a large-scale battle against the nations of Zuzhou in Northern Desert.However, 2000 years later, a touch of spiritual consciousness of the former emperor's family unexpectedly appeared in the hands of the servant Mo who listened to the oracle of the God of Mo in Beimo.

Atisa sighed for a long time, and brushed off a layer of snow that fell on Yun Luan's shoulders: "Because he came after another strand of soul." He looked at Yun Luan for a long time before continuing, "My lord , You have another ray of soul in your body."

"My family's...another strand of soul?" Yun Luan repeated Attisa's words in a low voice, at a loss.When he was sent away from Cangluo, the result of divination by the Siming Yuan said that he was the reincarnation of Yaoshun, who was not sealed by the mother of the earth, and Atisa said that he had another ray of soul in him. What?

Seeing that he didn't believe him, Atisa pressed Yunluan's shoulders with his haggard hands, and made Yunluan look at him: "My son, you not only have the blood of Emperor Yuanshi, but you also have the guardian of that ancient and benevolent emperor. ...more noble than Emperor Yuanshi!"

Yunluan was stunned, staring blankly at Atissa, for a moment, he almost believed it.He always felt that there was a vague shadow hidden in his heart. Sometimes he would smile gently at him, like a banished fairy, and sometimes he would show a ferocious face, holding a bloody long sword in his hand.Yun Luan couldn't help taking a step back, as if the two shadows that would only appear in his dreams suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, one as free as a fairy, and the other as cold as a demon.

"I..." Yunluan wanted to tell Attisa that there should be a soul in him, but he couldn't say it.At the moment when the results of the Simingyuan's divination came out, he stood in the warm sunlight and looked at the man in black with loose black hair and a face similar to his father holding a sword hilt engraved with The long sword with the bird-of-paradise emblem was walking towards him step by step, and he suddenly felt that the world was full of chills. He felt that the gloomy chief commander was about to kill him, and he was about to run, but he was not as fast as the oracle. , the cold wind approached from behind and rubbed against his neck, he was too frightened to turn his head, he could only run desperately, desperately running... He was afraid that if he hesitated for a moment, he would die immediately!There was a glint of light in front of him, Yun Luan couldn't see what it was, so he could only run forward desperately, when the cold light came to his tarsus behind, and it was only an inch away from piercing his neck.Yunluan stopped suddenly, looking desperately at the Yingying Lake in front of him, it was the Jingling Lake of Simingyuan, Yunluan had nowhere to escape!He closed his eyes and stopped struggling. Since the heavens let him die, he had no choice but to accept his fate!But he is unwilling!He is only ten years old!His mother had just died!

"Yunluan?!" Suddenly someone called him from behind, Yunluan suddenly opened his eyes, Sha Yangren's handsome face was close at hand, the call just now came from the person in front of him.

Yun Luan frowned slightly, and then exhaled a sullen breath from his chest. He raised his head to meet the sea-like blue eyes of Shangsha Yangren, and then loosened his brows. "I'm fine." He slightly curled the corners of his mouth towards Sha Yangren, then glanced at the old Mo servant standing upright behind Sha Yangren, and smiled, "Asati, I understand, I don't care about anything. will speak."

Asati nodded, he saw the people coming out of the red palace, Sha Yanglie walked towards them triumphantly, the small silver knife hanging on his waist was shining in the snow.

"Has Mo Pu come too? Just right, this matter may depend on Mo Pu." Sha Yanglie's gaze first lingered on Sha Yangren, and then turned to Yun Luan who lowered his head.

Assati bent his back, as if wrapping his whole body in a plain white robe.He nodded slightly, bent down and raised his hand to press Yunluan's shoulder: "My lord, remember what I said."

"Won't servant Mo go in?" Yun Luan asked.

Asati straightened up, snorted at Sha Yanglie, and said angrily: "The smell inside is too bad." After finishing speaking, the old oracle listener turned around and walked step by step along the road of Chi Gongzhu. , to his tent.

Regarding Mo Pu's unreasonableness, Sha Yanglie just pouted.In Beimo, Mo Pu is second only to King Hanhai. Although he will not participate in Beimo's internal affairs, the fate of Beimo is in the hands of the attendants.

"Did Moshen tell him that this Shile person is useless?" Sha Yanglie glanced at Sha Yangren provocatively and said.

Sha Yanglie's blue eyes stared at Sha Yanglie, like a wolf crouching in the grass and staring at its prey in the northern desert. Sha Yanglie felt frightened when he saw it. He turned around quickly, turned his back to the two people behind him and said: "Father told you to go in quickly, the old nobles can't wait."

Use the old nobles to suppress them?Sha Yangren sneered, passed Sha Yanglie and opened the door curtain of the Red Palace by himself, and walked in. After that, Sha Yanglie and Yun Luan entered the Red Palace together.

In the red palace, which is as warm as spring, it is silent and depressing. The warmth surrounds the body, but the heart is even more dull.Sha Yangren and Sha Yanglie bowed to Zighan and retreated to their seats on the left and right respectively. Yunluan clenched his right fist and pressed it to his chest, bowed to King Hanhai and made a noble courtesy of Beimo. "Yunluan pays homage to King Hanhai."

King Hanhai opened his slightly closed eyes, and nodded to Yunluan.This child is already a 16-year-old boy, considered an adult in Beimo.Back then, Yun Xuan, the lord of Shile, exchanged this child with him for Bei Mo's secret weapon. Bei Mo and Shi Le have kept the agreement for six years.Zighan put down the silver bowl in his hand, waved to Yunluan, and asked Yunluan to come closer.Yunluan bowed to King Hanhai again, walked forward a few steps and stood still.

A handsome young man like a jade carving can't hide his innate demeanor even if he looks down and bows his head.Zighan suddenly remembered the gatha that Asati had said—the heaven and the earth collapsed, the heaven and the earth were reborn, inheriting the sky and the clouds, and unifying the ancestor continent.Inherit the sky and attack the clouds, and unify the ancestral continent?Zighan's face darkened. Thousands of years ago, Beimo's vitality was greatly damaged by the unification of the Yuanshi Emperor. When the Sirius King did not meet Yuanshi Emperor, the Sirius King wanted to take advantage of the troubled times to take advantage of the troubled times to take advantage of Zuzhou.However, the Sirius King did not expect that Emperor Yuanshi would be one step ahead of him and send 20 Heavenly Feather Army to the north. Although the high cavalry in Lijin Hebei Desert finally resisted the Heavenly Feather Army, but the battle in Beimo eventually lost all battles. Power, Queen Sirius, no king of the Northern Desert dares to covet Zuzhou again, but what about the king of Zuzhou?Will he be like Emperor Yuanshi, eyeing Beimo covetously?