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Emperor Wen Shao had lived for eighteen years. The world was at peace, the four seas were at peace, and there was no war.

The night before yesterday, a meteor shot through the sky towards the purple net. The radiance covered the sky as it splashed towards the northern border. No one knew where it fell to. In the northern and southern rotations of the Venerate Heavens Sect, the Star Officer entered the Heaven and Earth Palace overnight and knelt before the Emperor, explaining in detail about this matter. The next day, the emperor ordered silence, the officials did not know that night happened.

Three days later, a sealing letter was sent to the mansion. It was said that the stars of the Southern Swallow Night fell, smashing apart dozens of iron tiles in the temple of the emperor of the Xia clan. Di Xuan thought it was unknown, so he ordered over thirty officials from other clans to accompany them and make sacrifices to the heavens. The emperor ascended to the peak of Hua Feng, issued the "Guilds of Sin", general amnesty.

A man wearing a purple robe stood at the front of the building, overlooking Luo Jing. The wind blew the blue hair off his forehead, blowing it around in the cold wind.

In the distance, the sound of heavy footsteps could be heard coming from the stairs that led to the sky. In a moment, the man with the high crown and wide sleeves came to the top of the building, bowing to the man who was looking at Luo Jing from afar.

"Rumor has it that the Expo Tower is thousands of feet tall and is the tallest building in the capital other than the Huangji Pavilion. However, I still feel that the Huangji Pavilion is not as good as here, that the Huangji Pavilion is too oppressive, and this is the only place where I can enjoy the beautiful night in Luo Jing. It is said that when His Majesty was young, he often attended this school and loved to gaze upon the night scenery of Luojing. The man with the wide sleeves smiled as he spoke. His pair of bright eyes seemed to be filled with calmness, like the spring breeze.

"However, that year, the Tower of Great Hope was the most terrifying place in the capital. No one in this city would really like this place, right? I think back then, when Cheng Guang and Yi Di built this building, it might have been of no use. I just wanted to use the night scene in Luo Jing to get Madam Zhen's smile, and that would be it. " The purple-robed man replied carelessly. The darkness of the night shrouded his figure, and under the bright red light of the lanterns, his figure seemed like a mirage.

"The emperor's beauties, pour out all the brocade of mountains and rivers. Legends say that they would usually be so beautiful. Unfortunately, this was not the case. It had been quiet here for almost 20 years, right? Back then, on the eve of the destruction of the Seven Seas God World, it was rumored that the last Emperor Master of Da Xia, Zi Fei of the Seven Seas, was spending his last night here. "What did that peerless king think then?"

"A peerless talent? It was rare for a disobedient marquis in Grand Xia to praise the Seven Seas family in such a way! In my memories, my teacher was only a blind person. He can't be considered to be peerless in his generation, but he is indeed one of the few people in the world that I am afraid of! "

Under the night sky, the purple-robed man turned around. In the blink of an eye, a pair of eyes that were as cold as stars opened from the dark night.

"This Expo Tower has been quiet for more than twenty years. It seems that only here can one truly feel the peace and beauty of Luojing!" The man with the wide sleeves sighed. He could really hear the wind here.

"Is that so?" The purple-robed man gazed into the distance with watery eyes. That was the place with the brightest lanterns tonight. If you look carefully, that man's gentle face revealed a harmless smile, but it was accompanied by an undisguised ridicule, "In the silence, this place is still the core of Da Xia Empire's power, and also the place where all the powers in the world converge. Its name was Luo Jing, and in the past 700 years, it had never been truly quiet. The silence you see now is only an illusion. You don't know how many heads fell to the ground in the middle of the bloody storm. Coughing here, everyone in the world will be able to hear the earth-shaking thunder. "

"The warmest place in the world, and the easiest place to lose your life?" The man with the high crown and wide sleeves looked at the blending night sky and sighed with emotion.

"You didn't attend the banquet at the House of the Seamless Marquis today? It's such a pity, I heard that tonight's banquet is grand and magnificent, and it's a rare night of drinking. "

"Qiu Yan will remember the instructions of the Right Premier. How can we go? Moreover, the Hai Yang official's day is not too far away, so why should I wade in the muddy water? " The man called Marquis of Defiance behind him smiled bitterly, and said in a respectful tone, "A secret report has come from Hubei. The new leader of the Southern Swallow Country, Jing Hui, is about to arrive at Qiushan City, and the Ninth Prince is also halfway there. "Tomorrow, the king will set out to pay his respects to the heavens. Everything will be done according to the lord of the Right Prime Minister's plan, and everything will be done in an orderly manner."

"Qiu Yan, I'm not a teacher. The world is too big, after all, there are people that are not in my control, but what can I do? In order to take control of the world, I can only kill those people that I don't have control over! " The purple-robed man laughed coldly, "This game is like a game of chess with the whole world. As long as you have the ability, anyone in the world can become a chess piece on your board."

"This subject went to the secretary's office last night to look up the history books of the Emperor's Seal. There are a total of thirteen of them, all of which read: 600 years ago, after the eight kings of Luojing went into chaos, the Huangji Pavilion was set on fire. The whereabouts of the Emperor's Seal is unknown, and cannot be ascertained."

"You can't be sure? What was recorded in the annals of history by the imperial city's historical officials was a history that could be described to the world. However, from generation to generation, there have always been some secrets that have not been recorded in the annals of history of historical officials. "

At this moment, the early winter snow had already begun to drift down in the Hubei Autumn Mountain City.

The silver-haired old man stood in the Heaven's Priestess Palace, within the mountain of ten thousand books, he found an ancient sword that had been sealed away for a long time. The old man personally removed the ancient sword wrapped in red silk, revealing a broken godly weapon.

As if he was caressing his beloved woman, he carefully observed the broken sword inch by inch, as if he was carefully examining a disciple.

He could hear the roar and roar of the king and the loss of millions of soldiers in the North. His wrinkled face revealed a strange smile again as he whispered to himself, "You can't stop this chaotic world from coming, and neither can I. The rain of blood covered the sky above Nan Bei. The Grand Xia is a chaotic world after all. However, it has been delayed for fifteen years.

Dragon Slaying Mountain Pass.

Night, together with countless nights, is always as quiet as the leaves in a pond.

It was boring and tasteless.

In the northwest of the Hidden Dragon Institute, there was a three-story octagonal pavilion that had risen from the ground.

There were no less than a hundred warriors in the surrounding garrison.

However, the servants that came in and out of the house, who were busy serving them, all showed that this place was different from the others. After all, the people who lived here were not ordinary remnants of clans or fallen nobles. Instead, they were the dignified Duke of North, Su Jin's second son, Su Shunqian.

The Northern Marquis Su Jin had five sons, Qing, Qian, Yi, Zhi, and Hua. However, she only had one daughter, Princess Su Luoyan, whom the Da Xia Emperor had personally bestowed the title to.

However, in this generation, Wu Yong, who had settled in the blood of the Su Clan for a hundred years, had completely disappeared from the bodies of these young children. The eldest son, Su Shun Qing, was the heir to the Northern Marquis, whom Su Jin had placed great hopes on. Unfortunately, Su Shun Qing had learned the rotten knowledge of the East Capital's Lower School Palace. Although his writing talent was shocking, in the eyes of the Northern Marquis, Su Jin, it was impossible for such a pure and weak scholar to exist in this chaotic world.

The person he had fallen in love with was Second Young Master Su Shun Qian. He had practiced martial arts with him since he was young and had become a General of the Northern Residence at such a young age. A group of Su Clan veterans passed down the reputation of being the future great generals of the Su Clan. The Su Clan's rebirth of their ancestors' honor lay on this youth's shoulders.

Regardless of martial arts or talent, this second young master was a top class student in Hubei Province, but he had a broken heart.

On the surface, he appeared gentle and frugal, gaining praise from the aristocratic families. Secretly, not only was he nostalgic for red armband moves and other beautiful places, he even forcibly robbed people of their women, harming their lives. He was cruel and merciless. He would use any means necessary to achieve his goal.

But Su Jin could endure all of this. She thought that if she spent some time on it, she would definitely be able to cure her son's bad habit. In the future, he would be the best successor to the Northern Marquis.