Qingge lowered her eyes and looked at the white tiger totem on the brown paper, thoughtfully.
The autumn wind blew the broken hair from her forehead.
Bai Han lowered his head, looked at the white tiger totem with wide eyes and curiously, stretched out his hand and touched the white tiger's head.
"Does Xiaohan know what this is?"
Qingge asked softly.
Bai Han nodded his head: "It's a tiger, a white tiger. It should be the super mythical white tiger, one of the four ancient spirits!"
Qingge's eyes brightened slightly: "Xiaohan is so smart, he knows all this."
Bai Han narrowed his eyes and smiled, but his pupils passed through the thin slits and looked at the white tiger on the vellum with a cold look.
"Sister Empress, are you looking for it?"
Bai Han asked.
Qingge nodded.
"Why are you looking for it?"
Bai Han asked again, his big eyes full of curiosity.
Qingge stared at the white tiger totem and answered casually: "Because, I need it.
There is a gap in the abyss iron chain. If you want to mend the gap like Empress Fengqi did back then, you will have to have the assistance of the four super beasts."
"If you find it, will you be happy, Sister Empress?"
Bai Han asked again.
Qing Ge thought seriously for a while. If he could find the white tiger, it would mean he had the opportunity to mend the chains of the abyss. He should be happy, right?
Therefore, he sang softly: "Yes."
Bai Han tilted his head and looked at the sky in the distance. After a while, Bai Han fell asleep in Qing Ge's arms.
When Qingge heard Bai Han's sleeping breathing, she couldn't help but smile softly. She immediately put away the drawings and carried Bai Han back to the room.
After Qingge walked out of the room, Bai Han opened his eyes on the bed, and saw that his eyes were no longer black and white, only scarlet.
Like zombies.
Bai Han made a low voice: "Sister, Hanhan wants to see you smile."
... Behind the meeting hall, the key personnel of the Alliance Empire divided their work.
The third method Ye Xuanji said was indeed effective. As soon as the news was released, the people and cultivators of the empire immediately shared their hatred! Empress Ye was their belief in their hearts! They could not let others deceive them! Lord Haitang, Duguxue received the news
Afterwards, they were so anxious that they wanted to send troops to help, but all the plane beasts in Nine Realms City were leased by the Xuanqing Empire, so they could only stare.
After all, water far away cannot save the fire nearby! The Xuanqing Empire.
Royal study room.
The dark room is filled with many rare and rare books.
The fragrance of tea lingers.
King Xuanqing stared at the chessboard on the table, unable to place the chess pieces in his hands.
While pondering, King Xuanqing raised his head and glanced at Uncle Mo: "Uncle Mo, I lost."
Uncle Mo smiled elegantly: "If you don't make a move, how do you know it's a dead end?
How do you know you can’t survive death?”
King Xuanqing frowned, stared at the chessboard for a long time, and then said: "This game is certain, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive."
Uncle Mo threw the chess piece into the pot and shook his head: "Being uncertain about the chess piece is a taboo in chess."
"Uncle Mo's advice, Xuan Qing must keep it in mind."
The royal way of Xuanqing.
Uncle Mo stood up, walked to the bookshelf, and stroked a glass ornament placed above the bookshelf.
This accessory is a white tiger totem, with a 'king' on the forehead, showing its majestic power.
"Xuanqing, tell me, where will the white tiger be?"
Uncle Mo asked.
King Xuanqing shook his head: "I have also looked for the whereabouts of the white tiger, but there is still no trace."
Uncle Mo smiled: "It's so far away but so close."
King Xuanqing seemed to understand, but he was confused and couldn't understand what Uncle Mo said.
This situation was so confusing that he really couldn't guess what Uncle Mo was thinking.
Sometimes, he felt that Uncle Mo was trying to put Ye Qingge to death, and sometimes, he felt that Uncle Mo was paving the way for Ye Qingge.
King Xuanqing asked tentatively: "Uncle Mo, the Temple of Heaven has released news that the original masters of the Pingqiu Yan Clan have also come to our country. If you want to start a war with the Alliance at this time, it is definitely the best time!"
Uncle Mo looked at him lazily, "Then let's start the war."
After saying this, Uncle Mo stood up, and a cloud of black smoke swallowed up Uncle Mo's body. Suddenly, King Xuanqing was the only one left in the imperial study room.
"Start - fight -" King Xuanqing half-squinted his eyes and then smiled.
Outside the imperial study room, the voice of a guard sounded: "King, the origin master of the Pingqiu Yan Clan is here to see you."
"Xuan!"
"..." This night was not peaceful at all.
The Temple of Heaven released explosive news.
If the cracks in the abyss iron chain are not broken in time, it will probably affect all the abyss iron chains, and no one will survive by then.
The nine realms deliberated all night and issued the final order: "Break...the iron chain!"
Cutting the abyss chain along the cracks and abandoning the car to save the commander is the best way so far! However, once this is done, it means that the Alliance Empire and other regional planes have been abandoned by the Nine Realms City
.
Before the order was issued, the closed door of the Nine Realms City's meeting hall was kicked open.
The man was wearing a black robe, with medals on his shoulders and naturally hanging tassels. There were blood-red roses on the robe, and they burst into tears as the wind blew.
He had a gloomy face, and a black crow with red eyes stood on his left shoulder. His sharp mouth opened slightly, and he made an eardrum-piercing neighing sound.
The subordinate who conveyed the high-level order held the order and decree of Jiujie City in his hand. After saluting, he was planning to bypass Jiuci.
The sword in Jiu Ci's hand was pressed against his subordinate's neck.
When Uncle Mo saw Jiu Ci, he said warmly: "Ci'er, you're here. He's the envoy of the Nine Realms. Don't be rude."
Jiu Ci looked at the command in his subordinate's hand and stretched out his hand: "Bring it here."
The subordinates looked at Uncle Mo and others, and finally handed the order to Jiu Ci. Jiu Ci opened it. After seeing the glowing words, he was furious! The anger rose to the sky! Jiu Ci gritted his teeth and looked at it coldly.
That subordinate tore up the high-level decree with his own hands in front of the top management of Jiujie City.
"You guys want to kill my sister?"
Jiuci asked.
From the back, Saint Moyou came, but she had no intention of stopping Jiu Ci. Instead, she looked at the senior officials: "If this order is issued, it would be unfair! This is not the code of conduct of Jiujie City!"
"The current situation is quite special. The Nine Halls and the Holy Lady have no choice but to abandon their carriage to save the handsome man."
Some senior officials said.
Another senior executive said: "If we don't deal with it as soon as possible, the disaster will be endless, and other regions will suffer! Envoy, why don't you go and issue the decree of the Nine Realms?"
Just as the envoy's subordinates were about to move forward, Jiu Ci thrust his sword into the ground. Countless black crows blocked his path and screamed like crazy, ringing their ears like a demonic sound and causing endless pain.
Jiu Ci raised his chin, lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were full of evil spirits, and he was full of anger: "Who dares?
!”
"Ci'er, come here."
Uncle Mo said: "This is a high-level order from the Nine Realms and cannot be disobeyed. You are worried about Ge'er. If it doesn't work, we can take Ge'er over in advance. She will not be in danger."
"Uncle Mo, you want my sister to be a deserter?
She won’t allow it, and her will won’t allow it!”
Jiuci said loudly: "She is the true hero of Huoyantian. You and I can see it. You just ignore it if it has nothing to do with you. As her brother, I will never allow such a thing to happen!"
"I don't want this life anymore."
"Whoever dares to step out of the hall, I will break your bones even if I hurt myself a thousand times!"