After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

Xiao Xuanzi's eyelids trembled again, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The person in front of him got up and got out of bed.

Three years is enough to make a beautiful boy grow into a cold-eyed emperor.Only when he is alone with him, will he show a little bit of the wantonness of the year.

Wei Siying...

Xiao Xuanzi chewed this name repeatedly in his heart, like clam meat grinding floating sand, each grinding was hard and bitter, but it slowly became a treasure in his heart.

He remembered what Jinwu had said before leaving, "I was given to your little one."

Could that little boy be the person in front of him?

The experience in this world is really a complicated transaction.

The temperature of the cheeks had already left with the removal of the fingertips, and the last moon lark leaf was stuffed into the mouth, and a white light flashed in Xiao Xuanzi's consciousness.

The stronger sense of tearing than the previous two years kept him in a state of sluggishness for a long time, and a large number of pictures flooded into his mind.

In my memory, the young man under the red pavilion tried to catch but couldn't, but in front of him was the lonely emperor's back.

Wei Siying was bathing in the morning light of the sea of ​​clouds. He was wearing rose gold soft armor, with a fine waist and a tall and straight figure.

The sea of ​​clouds outside the window is his world.

Suddenly, a cold shadow squeezed into Xiao Xuanzi's consciousness, covering those images, and the torn gap disappeared once again.

The golden shadow in front of the bed turned around, and the world went dark.

"Xiao Xuanzi?"

Wei Siying patted Xiao Xuanzi's cheek lightly, and saw that his eyes were closed tightly, and he fell asleep again.

"The leaves of the lark this month are nothing more than that." The disappointment in his eyes gradually faded and turned into calm eyes again.

The Golden Crow Reaching Heaven Chariot was the first gift given by that person.Other than that, it's just a stone that fell thousands of years ago, with a little bit of that man's breath on it. What exactly is he asking for?

Wei Siying stuffed his soft hands back into the quilt, and tucked in the corners of the quilt.

He walked to the table in front of the window and took out a secret book of exercises from the drawer. It was found in the Dragon Temple three years ago, and it belonged to Hongying, the previous dragon king.

A portrait fell out of the scroll.

The man in the portrait is wearing heavy armor, very similar to the one seen in the illusion of the Seven Emotions Sealing Soul Formation, with wild eyebrows and eyes, and a beautiful scenery.

There is a small poem in the upper right corner: "Yanghua rushes to the tent, spring clouds are hot, and the tortoise shell screen is drunk. The butterfly flies from the east to the west, and the boy on white rides back today."

Wei Siying closed his eyes, and gently stroked the two lines of poetry with his fingers. Even if it turned into ashes, he could still recognize that it was Mo Xuanfang's handwriting.

His fingers tremblingly scratched across those writing marks, and finally, when he was about to crush it, he stopped his hand suddenly.

The night's wind and snow stopped, and the courtyard was swept clean.

Gu Xifei stood quietly outside the door, with his head lowered, his wide sleeves fluttering slightly, like a blue butterfly fluttering in the wind.

He bent down when the door rang: "Greetings to the Holy One."

"I've prepared some porridge, does your majesty want breakfast?"

Wei Siying passed by him without looking sideways: "No need."

Faint waves of light flicked and shuttled in the air, and then quickly disappeared.

The Liuyun binding evil formation was entangled with the dragon-patterned lock on Gu Xifei's wrist, like a stream melting after snow, jingling and crisp, rippling in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Your Majesty, are you going to visit on the second day of the Lunar New Year today?"

"The smell of firecrackers this year is particularly good. The city is full of the smell of money. I heard that it is very prosperous in the empire. I want to go out and have a look..."

Wei Siying stopped for a while, without turning his head, and said, "No."

The door of the dormitory was closed tightly behind him, and the palace servants and guards came forward to pay their respects. Wei Siying raised his hands one by one to signal his body. When he passed through the barrier of the sea of ​​clouds, he saw the young man in red walking back and forth outside the barrier.

The little red dragon Anrui passed his coming-of-age ceremony last year, which is equivalent to that of a human race. Now he can transform into a human form, with a high ponytail, a red dress, and a heroic air in every gesture.

After three years of baptism in war, he is now a captain of the guard, and the naivety between his brows has long since faded away. He just keeps talking about Mr. Gu, and old habits die hard.

"Your Majesty, I would like to wish Mr. Gu a new year, and I would like to ask your Majesty for permission." An Rui knelt on the ground halfway, and his voice was full of the clarity of a young man.

"Aren't you all here?" Wei Siying said.

An Rui stood up and scratched his head, his sharp temperament on the battlefield was restrained, showing a bit shy.

"That still requires the approval of the Holy Majesty. If the Holy Majesty does not agree, An Rui will leave now, and the Holy Majesty will not be embarrassed."

Wei Siying nodded: "Go, the army is about to leave, go and say goodbye to your Mr. Gu."

"Yes……"

An Rui almost jumped away, and a red shadow quickly disappeared within the enchantment of the sea of ​​clouds.

The corners of Wei Siying's mouth curled up, trying to smile, but the smile disappeared before it could take shape.

He passed through the sea of ​​clouds, passed through the mansions of the princes and nobles, and flew towards the residential area of ​​Yichang City.

An Feng's family lived in a separate courtyard, with three spacious wing rooms, decorated with lights inside and outside, and the courtyard was covered with a thin layer of firecracker shavings, left over from last night.

Unlike before, there was only a little barbecue and sour wine. The food on the table was dazzling. There were more than ten kinds of light and spirit dishes, as well as various spiritual fruits and pastries, all hot on the table.

"I wonder if the Holy Majesty will come this year?"

An Feng found He Jiyou in the west wing room. He was wearing a gray sermon robe, leaning on a chair and reading a book. The stove in the room was beeping, but it was very warm.

He Jiyou raised his head, "Is An Canrong hungry? Let him eat first."

"No..." An Feng rubbed his hands, "I just feel that the Holy Majesty is so busy that there is no need to visit us every year. In fact, I also want to go to the palace to pay my respects, but I wonder if I will overstep."

He Jiyou frowned slightly, stood up and was about to speak, when Wei Siying opened the door curtain and walked in, immediately the room was full of light.

He said loudly: "Captain An's words like this are presumptuous."

"My lord... my lord forgives my sins."

An Feng hurriedly knelt on the ground to pay his respects. Before his knees touched the ground, he was helped up by a strong force.

However, Wei Siying strode into the inner room of the wing room, where Yingluo's tablet was placed on the table, he stepped forward, lit the incense and put it in the incense burner, and bowed three times.

"Senior sister, happy new year."

"Thanks to Senior Sister, Xiao Wei was born on yesterday, and he is one year older."

He Jiyou pursed his lips, his chest was blocked, he couldn't help coughing, his pale face flushed a little, and he wobbled to hold the door frame.

"Senior Brother He, sit down and rest." An Feng helped He Jiyou onto the chair.

The soul-devouring knot planted by Lu Fan three years ago has not been cleared away, and He Jiyou's cultivation naturally cannot be recovered, and his body is also deteriorating due to injuries.

Seeing He Jiyou coughing fiercely, An Feng couldn't help but think of the dead and injured clansmen, so An Feng's fists hardened: "Damn it, sooner or later I'll cut the gang of thieves from Tianyan Kingdom."

Wei Siying came out from the inside, "I've given you a chance, and if you get angry, let it out on the battlefield."

"You don't need to be blocked by the Holy Spirit. I, An Feng, will be the first to risk my life. If I don't flatten the Tianyan Kingdom, I'm sorry for the brothers who have been killed and injured over the years."

Wei Siying smiled without saying a word.

An Feng cursed a few more words, and then remembered about the meal. Seeing that He Jiyou couldn't bear the cold, he brought a lot of food, and left the brothers and sisters to talk, while he found an excuse to go out.

Wei Siying sat down at the table, "In the past few years, you have refused to live in my palace, because of the soul-eating knot, you are always afraid of implicating me, but you don't care about your body."

He Jiyou said: "My lord..."

Wei Siying glanced at him: "Master is gone, and senior sister is gone, I knew that there is no one close to me in this world."

He Jiyou bowed his head and coughed twice again: "Xiao Wei... I have something I've always wanted to ask you. If Ziyun Sect also intervenes when I go to Tianyan Kingdom... No, it is inevitable. You have been too popular in recent years. , Purple Cloud Sect and Tianyan Kingdom may have united for a long time, I know they are guilty, but not all of them are guilty, if you win, you want to kill them all together..."

"Let's talk about it after we win." Wei Siying put down his chopsticks, "There are tens of thousands of Zhenlongsuo in Tianyan Kingdom, and our Transcendence Crystal Soul is far from enough. If the entire cultivation world unites to attack us, our strength will be even worse far away."

He Jiyou was slightly shocked: "Then why are you in such a hurry to send troops?"

"Because this is the only way." Wei Siying said calmly, "Over the past few hundred years, the entire dragon clan has been killed, plundered, and is on the verge of extinction. Picking soft persimmons and quickly exploiting this billion-dollar city boosted morale and revived the people of the tribe. But if we just cultivate our health and rest, do you think Tianyan Kingdom and the realm of self-cultivation can let us grow on the spot with peace of mind? , and sit idly by?"

He Jiyou thought for a while, and said: "No, they will find a way to encircle and exterminate the dragon clan, and capture the young dragons to raise them for the needs of Wen Qingdan."

Wei Siying stood up, walked quietly to the window, and stood with his hands behind his back: "So I can only strike first. Before they are ready, I will destroy Tianyan Kingdom first. At least half of Zhenlong will be wiped out." Suo, the materials for that thing are scarce and expensive to make, and I am afraid it will be difficult to supply them for a while, and this will give my Dragon Clan time to survive and develop."

He Jiyou nodded: "I understand, Xiao Wei, I support you."

He stood up and walked to Wei Siying's side: "It's a pity that brother's health is not as good as before, so I can't help you, but I have someone to recommend."

Wei Siying turned to look at He Jiyou, "Speak."

He Jiyou said: "I know that Mr. Gu's identity is mysterious. No one in the Dragon Clan knows his true origin. Moreover, after the death of the previous Dragon Lord, Mr. Gu, who has always been loyal, suddenly defected to the Dragon Clan and disappeared for hundreds of years. No trace. It was not until 15 years ago that he was seriously injured that he turned to Black Marsh Dragon Village for help."

Wei Siying frowned slightly: "Don't forget, three years ago, the Black Marsh was besieged by the cultivation world. He knew that you had a soul-eating knot, but he kept silent and even hid you. Luring wolves into the house killed and wounded countless people from our Long Village."

"This is exactly what makes him outstanding." He Jiyou said without hesitation, "Those who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters. Only this kind of person who is fierce in his actions and unscrupulous in achieving his goals can make the enemy fearful. What's more, he was once the Dragon Emperor of the previous generation. His military advisers are naturally courageous and resourceful, and they should take on great responsibilities."

Gu Xifei's forbearing face flashed before Wei Siying's eyes. He raised his eyes and looked out the window. There were golden lights in the air, and the sun was pouring down through the sea of ​​clouds, illuminating the bustling royal city.

After a while, he said slowly: "Brother, I want to visit Yandu City. I remember that there is a roast duck shop there that does a good job. I have missed it for a long time. Let...Mr. Gu accompany me."

The author has something to say:

Yanghua flutters the tent, spring clouds are hot, and the tortoise shell screen is drunk.

The butterfly from the east flies to the west, and the boy on white rides back today.

——"Author" Li He "Dynasty" Tang...