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"Me and him?"

Jun Wu Yan stood in the snow, looking at the crazy teacher in front of him, and the shivering baby in his arms, suddenly revealed a slight smile on his face, "Then I'll listen to teacher. On the day I ascend the dragon, he'll be the overlord of the Northern Kingdom! I will wait for him to grow up and fight with me for this world! "

"Good, good, good," said the Seven Seas, strolling back and forth in the snow with his tattered robe. "One is an official of the Southern Dynasty, the other is the overlord of the Northern Dynasty. The Solitary Summit of the Four Seasons of the Grand Xia … I actually found two people who are destined to rule over all fates in the future. They are destined to be the hegemons of this Northern and Eastern Continent, and Star Fate should be like this, and Star Fate should be like this … "Heaven's will, this is heaven's will …"

The so-called 'demon-level character' of the Grand Xia's Ancestor Dragon Emperor actually appeared seven hundred years later.

History always mocked those who wielded power. Even the founder of Grand Xia would never have thought that the person he dreamt of, the one who overturned the Xia Clan's temple, would only have come to this world seven hundred years after his death.

If he, Xia Zuulong, were to know, he would not know whether to laugh or cry, but he would pity the heroes and generals he had wrongly killed.

After all, seven hundred years ago, tens of thousands of people had died tragically because of the dream of the Emperor Xia Zulong. When he thought about the "Grand Xia's True Martial Chaos", he still felt a chill in his heart.

"Perhaps the future of the world belongs to you!" He also did not know whether he had been right or wrong in taking the Chou family's child as his disciple.

"For the past seven hundred years of Grand Xia, there have been sons that have tried to seize power and chaos. This calamity is like an ant's nest built in a thousand li dike. Jun Wu Yan, ah, so there really isn't a need for cowards in this world! I, your teacher, who claimed that I was the strongest person in the past five hundred years, had never thought that even someone as strong as Da Xia would be destroyed one day! Even though I am the emperor's teacher, I have failed to trust the late emperor. In the end, I am not a servant of the late emperor who protected the mountains and rivers of Grand Xia. Then I have to. I've become a deceiver! "

"The era of Grand Xia is about to come!"

[History]

The author of the personal history >, the Da Xia Emperor, the late emperor, and the last year of the Scholar's Manor, Cao Zifu, lamented that the Tianshou Dynasty had the most mysterious and mysterious son of the Seven Seas, who was born in a chaotic world and had been able to conceal his brilliance under the giant candle, becoming an insignificant person. However, his miracles were subjugated by many historical books.

In the forty years that the five dynasties of Heaven's Will, Divine Martial, Tianshou, Tianqi, and Chang'an changed, the Blood of the Spruce, the sole successor of the Bai Clan's weapon and Imperial Seal, Young Master Hua of the Cloud Dragon's Violet Palace, came from his sect. The glory of this master was concealed by the two disciples who were like giant candles. However, Cao Zixian's calligraphy was full of sentiments — the two heroes of the Seven Seas were not cultivated with their own blood. They were the ones who truly influenced Grand Xia's destiny for the next three hundred years. The ones who stole the country were not the two of them, but the Seven Seas themselves!

Under the gazes of the two great lords of the north and south, the bloody and chaotic era that spanned over a hundred years, started from here, and what appeared in many history books was only the word "tragic".

Power rises and power rises, nobles brandish their weapons, the world is in full swing, tears and blood flow together with the universe, anxious and anxious.

One month later.

The Marquis of Zhenbei, Su Jin, personally led a diplomatic mission with three hundred men, led eight thousand troops to the Bai Clan Emperor's camp to discuss the peace.

The sun was setting, and the sun was setting.

Hidden Dragon Valley.

In the distance, the mountains rose and fell. The dense clouds in the sky signaled the end of the night, and the last rays of the sun fell behind the low grassy valleys of the mountains.

Suddenly, the crisp sound of a gale could be heard from the far end of the flat land.

Wind Riding Horses, the God of Snow Country.

At a glance, all eight thousand of them slowly walked out of the horizon. A middle-aged man dressed in Darksteel Heavy Armor surrounded him. Behind him was a huge black pole with the words "Su Clan's Town North" written on it.

Far down in the valley, the unmelted snow was making the best hiding place for the scouts.

When the Beizhao horse heard the first sound of wind chime from afar, it had already dashed out and ran along the valley. It then mounted the horse that was hidden in the distance and galloped towards the camp of the Great Yong, located hundreds of miles away.

In the middle of the army, the tall, thin man who was surrounded by many armored cavalry soldiers looked very weak and gentle. He was far from being as bold and unrestrained as the generals who lead troops throughout the years.

He was not wearing the Darksteel Heavy Armor that belonged to the north of the Li National Emblem. Instead, he was wearing the common armor that belonged to warriors of the Southern Dynasty. He wore a three-foot-long iron sword at his waist, and his long black hair was tied casually behind him with a strand of straw.

Even though he was so weak, no one in the army dared to disobey this scholarly man.

He sat upright in the saddle. He was the king of the wolves of Hubei.

Su Jin, the sole vassal lord of the sixteen kingdoms in the Southern Dynasty who was stationed in the Northern Frontier, the Northern Marquis of Da Xia Town, was responsible for guarding and guarding the important northern border. No one dared to question this handsome man's skills in the art of art.

The Su family had been a vassal state for more than thirty generations, suppressing the Northern Dynasty for four hundred years. Since the first day of the marquis, the Su Clan had an important and sacred mission. They guarded the north gate for the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, preventing his clans from invading from the south.

There were several heavy cavalry soldiers in the crowd, escorting a six year old child. A chain around his neck was hung with a green jade ornament. The child excitedly raised his black sword, which symbolized the authority of a father, high up in the air. His feet continuously kicked the silver wind chimes on the sides of the war horses, which made clanging sounds in the wind and snow.

"If father is a lion in the north, then I am a brave and fierce lion cub!"

"Good, my Shun Qing is a brave and fierce little lion. In the future, he will be even braver and become a great lion than his father! Protect the glory of our Su Family for seven hundred years! "

"Then don't let that newborn sister become a lion. Girls should be more gentle. Just treat her as a little peacock. Qing'er will protect her for the rest of her life so that she won't be harmed in the slightest!"

"My Qing'er will definitely be a good big brother in the future!" The northern marquis Su Jin couldn't help but smile.

He named his daughter Luo Yan, Su Yun Yan. She was like a purple flower, blooming like a purple flower. He hoped that she would have a life as beautiful as a purple flower in troubled times.

"He also gave that child a name, Bai Jinyu." Penglai's bone

Little Xie in the middle is also clean-haired. " When this child was born, he had a majestic bearing. He was naturally graceful and had the grace and grace of the ancestors of the Bai Clan. Su Jin had raised him in the same place as her eldest son because she hoped that the two of them would have a "good general angle" and a "good difference in status". The world's heroes, the left amorous beautiful husband. The descendants of the Bai clan should always be this elegant.

"When Jinyu is grown up, she will be like Qing'er and become a lion of the Great Yong! Two lions, one big lion, and one little lion! " The young child looked around, the excitement on his face obvious.