Qingge lowered his eyes and looked at the White Tiger totem on the kraft paper, thinking about something.
The autumn wind blew away the broken hair on her forehead.
Bai Han lowered his head, opened his eyes wide and looked at the White Tiger Totem curiously, and reached out to touch the White Tiger's head.
"Does Xiaohan know what this is?" Qingge asked gently.
Bai Han pointed his cerebral: "It's a tiger, a white tiger, that should be the super divine beast White Tiger, one of the four ancient spirits!"
Qingge's eyes were slightly bright: "Xiao Han is so smart, you can know this."
Bai Han narrowed his eyes and smiled, but his pupils passed through the thin slits of his eyes, looking at the white tiger in the kraft paper in a slightly cold manner.
"Sister Empress, are you looking for it?" Bai Han asked.
Qingge nodded.
"Why are you looking for it?" Bai Han asked again, his eyes full of curiosity.
Qingge stared at the White Tiger Totem and replied casually: "Because, I need it. The iron chain of the abyss has come out of the gap. If you try to make the gap like Feng Qizun back then, you must have the assistance of the four super god beasts."
"Will you be happy if you find it, Sister Empress?" Bai Han asked again.
Qingge thought carefully for a while. If he could find the White Tiger, it means that he would be happy if he had the opportunity to sew the chains of the abyss.
Therefore, Qingge said, "It's OK."
Bai Han tilted his head and looked into the distant sky. Soon, Bai Han fell asleep in Qingge's arms.
Qingge heard Bai Han's sleeping breathing, and couldn't help but smile softly. He then put away the drawings and carried Bai Han back to the room.
After Qingge walked out of the room, Bai Han on the bed opened his eyes and saw that his eyes were no different from black and white, only a scarlet red left.
Like a zombie.
Bai Han made a low voice: "Sister, Han Han wants to see you laugh."
...
After the chamber of meetings, the backbone of the Alliance Empire divided the work.
The third method that Ye Xuanji mentioned is indeed easy to use. Once the news was released, the people of the empire immediately shared the same hatred for the enemy!
The Night Queen is their belief! No one can bully it!
Lord Haitang and Dugu Xue were anxious after receiving the news and wished to send troops to help. However, all the plane beasts in Nine Realms City were rented away by the Xuanqing Empire, so they could only stare at them.
After all, the distance water cannot save the near fire!
Xuanqing Empire.
Imperial study room.
In the dim room, there are many precious books and books.
The fragrance of tea lingers.
King Xuanqing stared at the chessboard on the table, and the chess pieces in his hand were hard to fall.
While pondering, King Xuanqing looked up at Uncle Mo: "Uncle Mo, I lost."
Uncle Mo smiled elegantly: "If you don't make a move, how do you know that you are dead? How do you know that you can't die and live a life?"
King Xuanqing frowned and stared at the chessboard for a long time before saying, "This game is certain, I'm afraid I can't die."
Uncle Mo threw the chess piece into the pot and shook his head: "It's a big taboo for chess to be undecided."
"Uncle Mo's advice, Xuanqing must remember it in his heart." Xuanqing's kingly way.
Uncle Mo stood up, walked to the bookshelf, and stroked a glass jewelry placed above the bookshelf.
This jewelry is a white tiger totem, and a "king" on the forehead shows a strong momentum.
"Xuanqing, do you think, where will the White Tiger be?" Uncle Mo asked.
King Xuanqing shook his head: "I have also gone to find the whereabouts of the White Tiger, but there is no trace yet."
Uncle Mo smiled: "It's far away in the sky and close to you."
King Xuanqing seemed to understand, but he was confused and couldn't understand Uncle Mo's words.
This game is full of fog, and he really can't guess Uncle Mo's thoughts.
Sometimes, he felt that Uncle Mo wanted to kill Ye Qingge, and sometimes, he felt that Uncle Mo was paving the bridge and road for Ye Qingge.
King Xuanqing tried to ask: "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 against the alliance at this time, it is definitely the best time!"
Uncle Mo looked at him lazily, "Then let's start a war."
After saying that, Uncle Mo stood up, and a ball of black smoke swallowed Uncle Mo's body away. Instantly, only King Xuanqing was left in the imperial imperial study.
King Xuanqing half-squinted his eyes and then smiled.
Outside the imperial study room, the voice of the guards sounded: "Wang, the original master of the Pingqiu Yan clan is here to see him."
"Prince!"
“…”
That night was not peaceful at all.
The Temple of Heaven released explosive news.
If the cracks in the abyss chain are not cut off in time, it will probably affect all the abyss chains. By then, no one will survive.
Nine Realms discussed overnight and issued the final order: "Broke...the iron chain!"
Cutting the abyss chain along the cracks and abandoning the car to protect the coach is the best way to date!
However, once this is done, it means regional planes such as Alliance Empire
, they have been given up by Nine Realms City.
The order has not been issued yet, and the closed door of the Nine Realms City Council Hall was kicked open.
The man was wearing a black robe, with medals on his shoulders holding naturally falling tassels, and blood-red roses were swaying, and the wind blew, and blood was blooming.
He had a gloomy face, with a red-eyed black crow standing on his left shoulder, his sharp mouth slightly opened, making a thud that pierced the eardrums.
The subordinate who conveyed the advanced orders held the orders of Jiujie City in his hand. After performing his salute, he was about to bypass Jiuci.
The sword in Jiuci's hand pressed against his subordinate's neck.
Uncle Mo saw Jiu Ci and said in a gentle voice: "Ci'er, you are here, that's the messenger of the Nine Realms, don't move roughly."
Jiuci looked at the orders in his subordinates' hands and stretched out his hand: "Take it."
The subordinates looked at Mo Shu and others, and finally handed the order to Jiuci. Jiuci opened it and was furious when they saw the glowing words!
Anger arose!
Jiuci gritted his teeth, looked at the subordinate coldly, and tore up the high-level order in front of the senior management of Jiujie City.
"You guys want to kill my sister?" Jiuci asked.
On the back, the saint Mo You came, but did not intend to stop Jiu Ci, but looked at the senior officials: "If this order is issued, it will be unfair! This is not the law of Nine Realms City!"
"The situation is quite special now. Nine Palaces, the saint, can only abandon the car and keep the coach." A senior executive said.
Another senior executive said: "If we do not deal with it as soon as possible, there will be endless disasters and other areas that will suffer! The envoy will not issue the decree of the Nine Realms?"
The messenger's subordinate was about to walk forward, and Jiuci inserted his sword into the ground. Countless black crows blocked the way, and his madly screamed and screamed like a demonic sound, stinging in his ears.
Jiuci raised his jaw, lowered his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of evil spirits, and his anger was in full swing: "Who dares?!"
"Ci'er, come here." Uncle Mo said: "This is a high-level order from the Nine Realms. You should not disobey. If you are worried that Ge'er can do it, but if it really doesn't work, we can take Ge'er over in advance, and she will not be in danger."
"Uncle Mo, do you want my sister to be a deserter? She doesn't allow it, nor will her will! "
Jiuci whispered: "She is the true hero of Fire Heaven. You and I can see it all. You have nothing to do with your own affairs. As her brother, I will never allow such things to happen!"
"I don't want this life."
"Who dares to step out of the hall? Even if I lose a thousand of my own, I will break your bones!"