"You are the Lord of the royalists and the head of our royalists. Naturally, you can go wherever you want. No one can restrict you." The saint looked respectfully at Xiao Qiang and said softly, "the Lord is wandering all the year round, and many things may not be clear. Please move to Baohuang palace and let Bingling talk with you. It's not too late for you to make a decision later."

Hearing this, Xiao Qiang thought that anyway he would leave here as soon as possible to rescue Hao Ziyan. However, he was really curious about the mysterious baohuangzu and wanted to know more about them. Since there was no one to stop him from leaving, and the detailed discussion could not delay him much time, he agreed.

"The elders retreat, the maid leads the way, and the Holy Lord moves to his bedroom!" With a wave of Meng Bingling's hand, the elders bowed respectfully to Xiao Qiang and then retreated one after another. At this time, two maids came to him in a hurry and showed him the way respectfully.

Xiao Qiang is not afraid of any tricks made by Meng Bingling. Anyway, his life was saved by the Baohuang clan. If he wanted to harm himself insidiously, he would have done it already. Why now?

Through the Jinluan hall, into the corridor, not long into the interior of the palace. To Xiao Qiang's surprise, he was sure that it was inside the cliff now, but because of the sunlight from the cave, it just formed a garden and a forest! This is undoubtedly the back garden inside the palace. Next to the garden, there are two luxurious dormitories built close to the internal stone walls.

"Lord, this way." The veiled Saint Meng Bingling respectfully escorts Xiao Qiang into the palace. Xiao Qiang just glances at it and knows that the furnishings and color choices in the palace undoubtedly mean that women should live in the palace all the year round. I'm afraid only Saint Meng Bingling can live in the palace.

Xiao Qiang really feels a bit exciting and speechless when he thinks about it. Meng Bingling has brought him to her living place. It is her boudoir in the strict sense, which is equal to a woman's privacy and important place. Why is she willing to bring herself here, and there is no mustard at all?

"Sit down, Lord." Two maid hands hold Xiao Qiang's arm, will he gently to the side of the red sandalwood seat. Let's just say that if the chair he sits on is sold outside, it will at least get a high price. It has to be said that many of the Baohuang people are ancient furniture and objects. They are very valuable if you take out any of them. They are really rich

But Xiao Qiang didn't get into Qian's eyes. He said to Meng Bingling, who was sitting beside him, "holy girl, now I've come to your bedroom. Do you have anything to say?"

"Lord, welcome home." Holy girl dream ice cream beautiful eyes show sincere smile way, "here is not my bedroom, but your bedroom."

"My... Bedroom?" Xiao Qiang pointed to himself and said, "saint, you'd better tell me the whole story. Otherwise, I'm really at a loss. I can't understand why I became the Lord."

The saint girl Meng Bingling nodded, as if to sort out her thoughts, lowered her masked face, and after a long silence, she said, "we are the first of the royalists, and we are the guard of the royal family. As early as a few hundred years ago, China was in turmoil, with barbarians invading the Great Wall in the north and civil strife in the south. The rebellious uprising army conquered Kyoto, and the emperor committed suicide. Before that, the imperial guards sent hundreds of elite soldiers to escort the prince to the south to become emperor, develop their power, accumulate and develop their wealth in order to recover the country. But when the days were exhausted, traitors appeared among the generals, and thousands of guards were forced to fight to the death to protect the Xiandi and escape all the way into southern Xinjiang and menggan. "

When Xiao Qiang heard this, he said, "I heard this story before I came to menggan. It seems that the menggan people were formed by soldiers who fled to southern Xinjiang with the emperor and mixed with the aborigines. They are very similar to the Chinese people."

"Yes, after the former Emperor fled to menggan in southern Xinjiang, many deserters chose to live together with the aborigines and did not dare to return to China. But our guards are all elite, how can they live together with uncivilized aborigines? In order to create the last refuge for the late emperor, the guards worked hard for nearly ten years to find this valley with hidden terrain and deep jungle, built villages and houses on this base, and began to dig palaces for the late emperor to live in. " When she said this, she sighed, "it's a pity that the barbarians in the North never die. After they occupied the land of China, they sent a large army to invade India and Burma and forced them to hand over the former Emperor. In desperation, the former Emperor knew that the situation was over, but at the cost of self sacrifice, he saved the secret valley and provided the guards with a chance to survive. After that, the imperial guards took the protection of the royal family's last blood and land as their own duty, and gradually formed an ethnic group, and gradually evolved into today's royalists. "

"That's true. No wonder you call yourself Baohuang. In fact, you should be pure Huaxia, right?" Xiao Qiang finally had a certain understanding of the origin of Bao royal family, but he was still curious about a lot of questions, "but... What's the matter with your holy object and what kind of heaven and Earth Spirit?"

"Before the emperor took the initiative to surrender, he left a treasure handed down by his ancestors, which is the foundation of protecting the royal family, that is, the sacred ziyunpan." The holy girl Meng Bingling said slowly, "in those years, Meng Gan's environment was bad, and there were constant wars between chieftains. Several conflicts affected the baohuangs. Ziyunpan can use the poison of holy things, and no one can detoxify it. Therefore, it has been invincible in the cold weapon era when it was used in war. Ziyunpan is a sacred object, but the concubines of the former Emperor gave birth to girls, so they handed down an oral order to select the saint and take charge of the sacred object from generation to generation. In order to protect the supreme power of the royal family, the saint took protecting the people and the territory of the former Emperor as her duty. The selection of saints of each generation is extremely strict. They should not only have the blood of the former Emperor, but also be able to resonate with the holy things and use them smoothly. "

At this point, Meng Bingling took a look at Xiao Qiang and said seriously, "there is an old saying that the poison of Ziyun plate is invincible, but only the spirit of heaven and earth can dissolve it. And the people who have the spirit of heaven and earth are the same blood of the former Emperor, that is, the descendants of the royal family. Once the spirit body of heaven and earth appears, the saint will serve him as the Lord, and let him become the king of the saint who protects the royal family. "

Xiao Qiang understood this. It seems that the last emperor of China should also have some knowledge of Tiandi Lingbao. Maybe what he is looking for is not the person of Tiandi Lingti at all. What he is looking for is the inheritor of Jiutian Xuanyu!

Why do you say that? Because Taoist kongxuan told Xiao Qiang that the master of Jiutian Xuanyu must be a descendant of the royal blood of Emperor Yan. The last emperor said that he would be the same blood as the spirit of heaven and earth, which means that he should be the descendant of Emperor Yan. In this way, is Xiao Qiang really worthy of the name?

"This... Miss Meng Bingling, I have basically understood." Xiao Qiang laughed awkwardly, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I feel sympathy and understanding for baohuangzu's experience, and I'm actually very interested here, but I'm a Chinese. It's really a mistake to come to menggan. Sooner or later, I'm going to leave. What's more, I'm going to Dongzheng county to save my friend now. I can't afford to delay any more. Let's just forget about the Holy Lord? I don't have time, I don't have that interest. It's still up to you to protect the royal family. Just let me leave safely, OK? "

The holy girl's eyes were full of surprise. She knelt down on one knee and begged anxiously, "holy Lord, how can you abandon us just like this? Please be the leader of the royal family