And the thousand generations of confusion is obviously more miserable. Being whipped by thunder, the body immediately divides into two parts, falling from the air!

Huang Beiyue came out of the storm, with a little flash of thunder on her fingertips, and disappeared slowly.

"I wanted you to die better, but you didn't know what to do."

Thousands of generations of Donger went up to have a look, and said without expression: "you have always saved my life, elder, bury the master of the state."

The elder qiandailing, who had been hiding in the corner, gave a big shake when she heard her voice.

"Little, little Lord, the Lord asked me to bring you here. It's none of my business."

"It doesn't matter what the facts are. The national teacher is dead now. I won't investigate it!" Said the thousand generations of Donger coldly.

As soon as the thousand generation bell heard that there was still some hope, he hurriedly ran out and knelt on the ground and said, "the imperial master is dead. Please take over the position of the imperial master, and take over the position of the national teacher of Xirong state!"

A thousand generations of Dong'Er were shocked. Looking at Huang Beiyue, she said with a smile, "congratulations to the master of the state."

"Since ancient times, the former masters of Xirong state have been the real masters of power. The emperor is just a puppet." Thousands of bell respectfully said, "now her majesty is young, there is no minister who can do anything in the country. As long as the master of the state eradicates the Beitang family as soon as possible, the state of Xirong is the only master of the state!"

Thousands of generations of Donger did not have any expression to listen, do not deny, just lightly said: "take the token of the palace Lord and the seal of the national teacher to me."

"Yes." Thousand generations of bells bow to take orders.

"Let's go out," said Dong'Er of the thousand generations, waving to Huang Beiyue

Yubeiyue let the flame beast continue to return to the seal, and then walk out of the secret chamber side by side with qiandaidong'er.

The palace of the Holy Blood palace is built directly opposite the Royal Palace of Xirong state. It is very grand with huge stones.

Standing on the corridor outside the main hall, you can overlook the whole scenery of Xirong.

The continuous drizzle, the endless gray scenery, the houses in line of sight, it is the evening, but already thousands of lights.

Huang Beiyue, with both hands on the rail, looked at the same magnificent palace in the distance, and exclaimed: "Qiyang city seems to be always so gloomy, like people crying every day, but my days here are the first time I feel relaxed in so many years."

"On the contrary, since I came here, I have to remind myself every day, because I know that one day, I will be executed by them in some way."

Thousands of generations of Donger stood beside her with a relaxed voice. When she didn't want to get along with her before, she was tense everywhere, as if she could not get close to a wall.

"Today, for the first time, I breathe the air of true freedom."

"Don't worry, the future freedom will be vast!" Huang Beiyue opens her hands and stretches her body. "Dongling, you are really grown up."

Thousands of generations of Donger chuckle, not because she called her past name and angry, like everything put down, finally relaxed.

"I should say that. It's very gratifying to see you grow up to the present age as your elder sister."

Huang Beiyue laughs, relaxed and comfortable. After enduring for a while, thousand generations of Donger also laughs.

The laughter of the two girls echoed in the continuous drizzle.

A thousand generations of Donger stretched out her hand, tightly grasped her hand, looked at the distance, but her voice was slightly choked.