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A little golden light fell on Wei Siying, and he felt that he couldn't help but walk towards the door, but the courtyard door opened by itself from the inside.

Compared with Zeyunju, the courtyard is quite different, it is just an ordinary big family, like a temporary courtyard.

Wei Siying turned to Xiao Qiang, and saw Gu Xifei standing by the fish tank, dressed gorgeously, and his hair accessories were not as simple as usual, but he specially wore a sapphire hair crown, which made him look even more energetic.

Seeing Wei Siying, Gu Xifei had a smile in his eyes, hurriedly bowed respectfully and said, "Xifei has seen Lord Long."

Wei Siying waved his hands and said, "Pingshen."

He only felt that his voice was a bit thicker than usual, and he was about to ask where is this place, why is Mr. Gu here?

At this time, Gu Xifei was looking down at the fish tank, beckoning to Wei Siying and saying, "Long Jun, come and have a look, it's a sign of good luck."

Wei Siying frowned, not used to Gu Xifei's intimate tone, reluctantly stepped forward and looked down, the situation in the fish tank immediately surprised him.

But it was not his face in the fish tank, but another handsome and extraordinary man——

Emperor Hongying...

And several koi in the fish tank had small dragon horns, and they were having fun around Hong Ying's reflection, while Gu Xifei was also happily teasing the koi with his hands.

Why did he appear in Gu Xifei's illusion in the form of Hong Ying?

Wei Siying didn't intend to pry into other people's privacy, but he couldn't control his hands and feet, as if there was a powerful force forcing him to stay where he was.

He couldn't open his mouth to utter the truth, but he followed Gu Xifei's intention and said, "It really is a good sign, so in the next year's battle, I will be like a broken bamboo, and win three cases in one fell swoop."

Gu Xifei stopped playing with the koi carp, raised his head, and looked at Hongying's face: "Mr. Long, the alliance of the three sects of Ziyun, Beidou and Wuwang is no small matter. Are you sure you want to fight? Besides, Mr. Long and Zi Sect Master Yun..."

Hearing the words Ziyun Sect Master, Wei Siying's heart beat wildly, waiting for him to say the following.

But Gu Xifei swallowed the rest of the text.

Wei Siying had never seen so many emotions in Gu Xifei's expression before, joy, worry, and even hesitation...

He had only seen the mask of his gentle smile.

Wei Siying couldn't help speaking in Hongying's voice again: "I and Master Ziyun are rare friends, but Ziyunzong has always been a stumbling block to my Haochang, and I have to get rid of it. My relationship with him is just to talk about it." Poetry and rhyme, learning about exercises and moves, Mr. Gu, please rest assured, you will never miss the military plan because of this."

Gu Xifei's pupils flickered slightly, and he stretched out his hand, and a thread-bound book flew out of the room and landed in his hand.

He handed the book to Hongying with both hands and said, "Sect Master Ziyun specially created it for Lord Long, and entrusted someone to send it to him as a gift."

Wei Siying stroked the cover of the book, it was still the familiar snow-blue silk paper, the title of the book was "Shen Yu Nei Fa".

This is the exercise he found eight years ago in the Dragon Temple in Black Marsh Dragon Village, and he only felt it was useful to him at the time.Unexpectedly, there is a portrait of Emperor Hongying hidden in the secret book of exercises.

Because it was written by Mo Xuanfang, he kept it with him all the time, and the books and paintings were slightly whitened by his rubbing.But now the book in hand is brand new, with the fragrance of ink.

Not surprisingly, he found the hidden paintings in the book.

The two looked at the small poem in the upper right corner together, and Gu Xifei read softly: "Yanghua flutters into the tent, the spring clouds are hot, and the tortoise-shell screen is drunk. The butterfly flies from the east to the west, and the boy on the white horse returns today." Commentary. "

Gu Xifei sighed, and cast a slanted glance at Hongying: "When it comes to knowing and expressing ideas, there is no one in the world who is more transparent than Sect Master Ziyun. Long Jun, you white riding boy, are you angelica or not? ?”

Wei Siying was disillusioned. It turned out that this portrait was really painted by Mo Xuanfang, and the poem in the upper right corner was also inscribed by Mo Xuanfang.

Every word and every sentence is full of sincerity, not like a fake. Could it be that they really had a relationship back then?

But Wei Siying always remembered that Mo Xuanfang told himself that it was he who cheated Hongying into trusting him and killed Hongying in Wolongyuan, but he didn't know what was right and what was wrong.

At this time, Wei Siying's throat was itching slightly, and he had no choice but to say in Hongying's voice: "Sect Master Ziyun has a heart, I have been often upset recently, and there have been blocks in my practice. This "Shenyu Neifa" is indeed suitable. Widow's mind."

He suddenly closed the pages of the book, folded the portrait carefully, and hid it in the book.

He grabbed the book and paced back and forth in the yard for a few steps, then went to the fish tank to look, and murmured to himself, "Sect Master Ziyun, you and I will have a battle, and then I will use your skills to defeat you. You can't blame me."

Gu Xifei followed him, and laughed behind him: "Mr. Long, you are worrying too much."

Wei Siying turned his head and saw that there was not much smile on Gu Xifei's face, but a faint coldness like ashes.

Gu Xifei pointed to the book cover in Hong Ying's hand and said: "Long Jun, look at the name of this exercise, "Shen Yu Nei Fa", which clearly indicates that the name of the Dragon Lord, Wei Zhen Yu Nei, will rule the world in the future, and it is Ziyun Sect Master's opponent. Lord Dragon's love."

Wei Siying stared at Gu Xifei blankly.

He doesn't believe...

But he had to believe it.

When I was apprenticed to my teacher back then, Mo Xuanfang once said: "Si Nai is the name of God, and Ying is Yunei. From now on, you will be called Wei Siying."

Si Ying, Si Ying?I miss Hong Ying.

It turned out that for so many years, Mo Xuanfang had regarded him as Hongying and treated him well, but in his eyes he was the shadow of another person.

It is precisely because it is the shadow of another person that it is so easy to let go of the past and let go of the past.

Thinking about it, Wei Siying felt a sweet smell in his throat, and coughed out a mouthful of blood sullenly.

But he didn't feel uncomfortable, he just had no consciousness, the sky and the earth were dark, just like his heart, and there was no light from then on.

He collapsed on the gray floor.

Blood kept spitting out from Wei Siying's mouth, and something grew out of the hard floor, wrapping him around, confining him, strangling him into a catastrophe, as if he would die the next moment.

Wei Siying finally felt it, because this feeling was too familiar.

He had suffered such suffocation in the Forbidden Lands, the chrysalis, the blood sacrifice of the Butterfly Altar.

He cannot die here.

He still has plans for the hegemony of the dragon clan. He wants to kill Mo Xuanfang and Ziyunzong to sacrifice the immortality of the Haochang Empire.

He struggled to push away the soft objects that were tightly strangling him. There were sharp spikes on the soft objects, which hurt him like a knife, but it made his mind clearer.

This time, unlike last time, what bound him was not the chrysalis, but the unformed butterfly body.

Cracks appeared under Wei Siying's body again, and his blood was poured into a huge butterfly shape. This time, the color of the altar was not a light pink, but a brighter pink.

He finally climbed out from the altar.

While the fire was extinguishing, he saw Gu Xifei's face.

"My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Siying glanced behind Gu Xifei. The long and narrow valley, with its black and blue rock walls, was Wolongyuan.

He came out of the illusion and returned to the ruins of the sea.

Wei Siying closed his eyes, pressed his chest and coughed, and said in a hoarse voice: "What you see in Guixu is all illusory. The widow just entered a hallucination, and the old disease relapsed. It's okay. Military teacher, are you okay?"

Gu Xifei hurriedly fed a pill to Wei Siying, wiped away the blood on his lips, and said with a slight smile: "I, like the Holy One, also fell into an illusion just now, but it's just some old memories, not worth mentioning Forget it, there is no harm to the body."

Wei Siying thought of what happened in the illusion before, his heart felt like a blood prick, and he closed his eyes and said, "It's good that the military master is fine."

He worked silently to heal his wounds, so he stopped talking.

Time stagnated in Wan Haigui Ruins, and the two of them stayed there for more than half a year. Wei Siying put aside his miscellaneous thoughts and practiced day and night, recovering [-]% to [-]% of his cultivation.

After they came out of Guixu, the blood on the sea surface was still there, as if they had only been away for a few hours.

Seeing that Tianyan State Sergeant and Zhen Longsuo had already evacuated, they followed the agreed route and found An Rui and Xing Lian.

Wei Siying originally wanted to find an opportunity to ask Xing Lian about the Butterfly Altar.But Gu Xifei had already been pestered by those two people to talk about the situation in Wan Haigui Ruins, so he could only give up temporarily.

Xing Lian heard that time was stagnant in Guixu, and was very envious. He laughed and said that he must find Guixu when he has a chance, go in and practice for thousands of years, and after he comes out, he will be invincible.

An Rui just looked at Gu Xifei silently, and when he heard that he had sadly worshiped the late Emperor Hongying in Wolongyuan, his expression darkened because of him.

The four continued to walk the secret passage under the sea.

On the way, a minister from the Aoyuan tribe was waiting for Lord Long, and invited Wei Siying to the Aoyuan tribe to hold a banquet for him.

All the subjects of the Aoyuan tribe complied with Aoyuan's last words, and now they have all surrendered to Haochang. They can leave this sea area and go to Haochang country just waiting for the order of Emperor Siying.

The castle at Aoyuanbu was hidden in the deep seabed. Wherever Wei Siying and his party passed by, the walls were mottled, and they were full of decay.

Both sides of the street were full of subjects kneeling to welcome Lord Long.

Wei Siying looked at these dragon tribes. They had stayed at the bottom of the sea for nearly a thousand years, but they didn't look pampered at all. Instead, they looked haggard and miserable.

Thinking about it, they have been trapped in this sea area for thousands of years, with scarce resources and no sun, and their subjects can only barely eat and wear. Compared with other dragon races on land, they are really not much better.

During the dinner, Wei Siying carefully observed the generals and ministers of the Aoyuan tribe. Except for a few people who were sad and unwilling, the rest of them were fascinated when they heard that Wei Siying personally allowed them to go to Haochang Kingdom. Thank you in unison.

The old minister who has followed Ao Yuan for many years said with tears in his eyes: "This old man is not for himself, but for the 30 subjects in this castle, thanking Long En. I think that if King Ao Yuan saw it with his own eyes, the people would be able to see the sun again, and their souls would be at peace. as well as."

Wei Siying helped the old minister up with his own hands and said: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have come so late. I'm also a member of the dragon clan. I hope that they can have a stable home and enough food to feed themselves. Fortunately, as time goes on, Haochang Kingdom There will always be a place for you here, and in the future, there will be opportunities to make contributions and benefit the people."

They knelt on the ground in unison, and said in a trembling voice: "Long live my king! Long live!"

Wei Siying waved his hand, motioning for all the officials to calm down.

He sat back on the dragon chair again, smiled and said: "I know that you are loyal, so I entrust you with an important matter."

All the ministers said in unison: "My lord, no matter what happens, I am willing to go."

Wei Siying said: "Okay. Ao Yuan will accept my order and return to the Junlan fiefdom of Haochang Kingdom immediately. Ao Yuan's youngest son will be named King Junlan."

He paused, and then said, "And the task you are responsible for must be very secret, that is, to send people to monitor the movements of the Ziyun Sect and secretly harass it, especially the Ziyun Sect Master. Report. Since the Aoyuan tribe has never appeared on land, no one knows it, so you must hide your tracks and not reveal your identity."

To show their loyalty, everyone naturally responded in unison.

Gu Xifei looked at Wei Siying with a little surprise.

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