The lights in the magnificent palace on the top of the mountain are brilliant. There is a huge red blood python hovering on the edge of the cliff in front of the palace. The two beams of red light emitted from the eyes of the blood python are swaying and jumping in the darkness, like two will-o'-the-wisps floating in the wind.
, creepy and chilly on the soles of the feet.
"Fourth Prince, what is that?" A man wearing a dark brocade robe frowned and looked at the two beams of red light swinging in the air and asked: "Could it be that the spiritual blood python you mentioned?
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"That's right! That's the blood python that protects Loulan's sacred objects!" Long Chenhao looked at the two beams of red light, and the hairs on his body stood up instantly, and cold sweat continued to seep out of his forehead: "That blood python is extremely ferocious.
He is well versed in spirituality and only listens to the orders of Sima Heng! But Prince Hexuan, please rest assured that without Sima Heng’s order, the blood python will not hurt anyone at will."
The man in black robe turned his head and glanced at Long Chenhao, who was covered in cold sweat, with a flash of contempt in his eyes!
At this time, the palace was brightly lit, and in a large place that looked like a floor-to-ceiling window, a man wearing purple brocade clothes sat. The man's sharp eyes looked at the capital city down the mountain in the distance, staring at the brilliantly lit palace.
"Pavilion Master!" Long Chenhao's frightened voice came from outside the hall, "Prince Hexuan is here!"
Sima Heng's eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "Let them come in!"
After hearing the master's order, the blood python turned to look at Sima Heng in the palace, and then moved the huge python body away.
Both Long Chenhao and the man in black robes breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the huge blood python with lingering fear, and quickly entered the palace.
"Have you brought the Soul Sword?" Sima Heng said coldly without looking back, just looking at the capital city in the distance.
That voice was as cold as a winter night, making Long Chenhao behind him shiver unconsciously.
Before Long Chenhao could speak, the man in black robes walked to the window and looked side by side with Sima Heng at the capital city in the distance. "Are you the prince who survived the fall of Loulan?"
Sima Heng's sharp eyes narrowed a bit, and he said coldly: "In what capacity do you come to see me?"
He Xuan's brows furrowed almost inaudibly, and he glanced down at Sima Heng, who was as cold as ice. Without answering, he asked: "In what capacity do you want me to see you?"
A sneer appeared on Sima Heng's lips, "How about being a dead person?"
"Pavilion Master!" Suddenly seeing Sima Heng's whole body filled with chills and evil spirits, Long Chenhao was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Pavilion Master, this is Prince Hexuan of Beiteng Kingdom. He is our friend.
, not an enemy?”
"Haha——" Sima Heng smiled coldly, "I, Sima Heng, have no friends!"
"If you're not a friend, you can be an ally. Isn't the enemy of your enemy an ally?" He Xuan turned to look at the expressionless Sima Heng, with a kind smile on his face: "I heard from the fourth prince that you want to destroy the dynasty.
To avenge you Loulan, then we can happily become allies!"
"Pavilion Master, with the joining of Prince Hexuan, our power will be greater. If we want to kill Long Chen and win the dynasty, our chances of winning will be even higher." Long Chenhao walked to Hexuan's side and lured him.
Sima Heng crossed his arms across his chest and glanced at He Xuan coldly, "If you want to form an alliance with me, you must show your true colors! Otherwise, why should I trust an enemy who is disguised and dare not show his true colors?"
He Xuan was startled and his stern eyes narrowed. Sima Heng just glanced at him and found that he had changed his appearance. His fake appearance could be said to be flawless.
Even people close to him would find it difficult to detect it, but Sima Heng could tell the truth at a glance! He is indeed capable.
"Pavilion Master, you know my true appearance——"
"Fourth Prince, you don't know what the friends you have formed an alliance with are like until now, right?" Before Long Chenhao could finish speaking, Sima Heng interrupted with a mocking comment.
Long Chenhao was stunned, and looked at He Xuan with eyes full of surprise. He studied He Xuan's face for several seconds, but did not see a mask on his face. He frowned and said, "I don't understand what the Pavilion Master said, He Xuan."
What’s wrong with the prince’s appearance?”
Sima Heng turned around and stared at He Xuan, and sneered: "Prince He Xuan knows best if there are any problems!"
He Xuan looked directly into Sima Heng's cold and deep black eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The master of the pavilion really has good eyesight, I really admire him!"
While speaking, He Xuan raised his hand and gently touched his face with his wide-sleeved robe. The original mediocre and rough face suddenly turned into a fair and handsome face.
"Prince Hexuan, you—" Long Chenhao stared at Hexuan's handsome and delicate face with wide eyes in surprise, "You—why did you lie to me! I trust you so much, but you actually—"
"Fourth prince, don't be angry!" He Xuan put away the human skin mask, looked at the surprised and angry Long Chenhao and said: "When I first came to the dynasty, I had to do this to avoid attracting attention. Just like the four princes,
It’s the same as when a prince disguises himself to evade pursuit!”
Long Chenhao frowned, obviously not believing it, "Then when we met in Beiteng Country three years ago, why didn't you show me your true face, but used a mask to deal with it!"
He Xuan raised his eyebrows and said: "The fourth prince happened for a reason, so why bother worrying about the past. Right now, we should think about countermeasures and how to work together to win the dynasty for you. This is the key point, right?"
Long Chenhao frowned, with a look of displeasure on his face, but he did not continue to ask further questions. He just looked at Sima Heng, who was looking thoughtful, and asked: "Pavilion Master, what's your clever plan?"
Sima Heng closed his eyes and pondered. When he heard Long Chenhao ask him, he raised his eyes and glanced at He Xuan and Long Chenhao. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are the conditions and price for Prince He Xuan to seize the dynasty for the fourth prince?"
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Long Chenhao and He Xuan both looked at each other, and He Xuan asked in confusion: "What does Pavilion Master mean?"
A sneer appeared on Sima Heng's lips, "My pavilion master wants to destroy the dynasty out of revenge for the lives of thousands of people in Loulan. Prince Hexuan, why are you helping the fourth prince? What benefits can the fourth prince give you? As far as this pavilion master knows,
The fourth prince has nothing, what can he use to negotiate terms with you?"
Long Chenhao's face suddenly turned ugly, he frowned and looked at Sima Heng, and said: "Pavilion Master, if Prince Hexuan helps me win the throne, I will definitely designate twenty cities for Beiteng, so that I won't have to spend one year in Beiteng."
Isn’t the temptation of the annual tribute big enough?”
Sima Heng narrowed his eyes coldly. Twenty cities are equivalent to a small country, which is indeed tempting. Beiteng is a small country. If it can get twenty cities, it will definitely strengthen the country and compete with the dynasty!
He Xuan looked at Sima Heng's expression, took out a sword from the waist on his back and handed it to Sima Heng. He said with a smile: "Pavilion Master, what are you worried about? I have also given you Loulan's Soul Sword."
You get it!"
Sima Heng's eyes flashed and he looked at the sword in front of him. He took out a handkerchief and wrapped it around the hilt of the sword. He pulled out the long sword and swung it in the air. The screen ten meters away instantly shattered. Purple light suddenly appeared. The sword's aura was overwhelming and powerful.
Even powerful.
After looking carefully, I saw that the hilt of the Soul Sword was in the shape of a coiled dragon, with two shining rubies embedded in the dragon's eyes. The scabbard was made of black iron and engraved with flowery dragon patterns. The sword's body was gleaming with purple light. When the sword was swung, a rainbow appeared, disappearing.
As iron as clay, it is indeed a rare and good sword.
