Chapter 4717

And jianwushuang is also curious about how this so-called childe correction has such great energy?

You know, this is not a team that can be formed by inviting people to dinner, but a large army of 15 Yan immortals and more than 1000 ancestors.

To be able to pull out such a team seems to be determined to kill his brother.

It's no wonder that the little emperor put cruel words in his sleep to kill the childe.

If it were not for the unparalleled sword, he would be doomed and had already fallen in Jingchuan.

However, if there was no sword, he would not necessarily go to Jingchuan, nor would all this happen.

"Are you so sure it's what his second younger brother did?" The sword matchless asked again.

Chen Qingning frowned and then shook his head slightly, "I'm not sure, but there's a great suspicion. After all, after the little emperor ascended this position, the seven CHILDES began to fight."

Jian Wushuang nodded, and then said in surprise, "wait, seven childe?"

Chen Qing nodded. "There are seven sons under the throne of emperor zhenwuyang, namely, childe Yan, childe Chu, childe Yu, childe Qian, childe Mo, childe Hua and childe Lin."

"The little emperor, named childe Yan, is also the eldest brother of the other six sons."

Jian matchless listened to the reason why Chen Qing came, nodded, looked at the little emperor who was still in a coma and half leaning on the deck not far away, and couldn't help but sigh that the eldest brother was intercepted by his younger brother. Sure enough, it's not easy to be the eldest brother.

He knew that there must be a reason for this. At the same time, he recalled the conditions he had been forced to agree in the bronze hall.

Under the control of the thin purple robe, the huge ship floated in the vast void of Yanli and shuttled back and forth quickly. It took twice as long as before to return to the six-day territory.

This made the sword unparalleled and scolded the little emperor in his heart.

After returning to the six days, the voyage was completed in less than ten years, but the strange twists and turns experienced by Jian Wushuang still gave him a preliminary understanding of the Dayan universe.

Just a corner of the sky is so terrible, but it is only a tiny chestnut of Dayan Huan. He can't think of what else to meet in the future, so he can only take a step by step.

After returning to the six days, the thin purple robe and Chen Qing kept holding the little emperor back to the Dugu sky.

Although xiaogutian and dagutian were given to jianwushuang by him, jianwushuang hasn't been there once.

A layer of water like boundary was opened, and the sword Wushuang with spring and autumn also entered it later.

At first glance, it was like entering a pristine green forest that had not been set foot in. The rich and extreme green was the main color of the whole Dugu Aotian.

All kinds of exotic flowers and plants are blooming on the earth, and the breath of life is very strong in the almost thousands of feet high wild forest.

This is not the most shocking place, but in the center of the great solitary sky, there stands a huge tree like giant pillars.

The stout main branches were so broad that the dark green tree crown on the top of the head was like a cloud hanging from the sky, which almost covered the whole sky of the great solitary sky.

It seems that the whole ecological system of Da Gu Tian is close to this giant tree.

The thin old man in purple robe, who was still in a coma, swept to the crown of the huge tree.

"Brother Jian, please follow us." Chen Qing arched his hands slightly, then gave a meal under his feet, and his body galloped forward.

Looking at the huge tree in front of him, the sword was unparalleled and did not hesitate. Under his feet, he flew.

When he stepped on the mist like cloud, there was a soft touch under his feet. The sword peerless looked around again and walked forward slowly.

On the canopy of this giant tree, there is a more elegant warm Pavilion.

Spring and autumn do not want to enter it, so it is convenient to warm the pavilion, and the quiet sword is unparalleled.

Walking into the warm Pavilion, I saw a bed made of unknown material in the center.

When the little emperor was placed on the, his complexion became much more stable, and the cold sweat on his temples stopped flowing out.

If you look closely, you can see that countless powerful breath of life, such as silk and thread, gather in the air into the bed, and then constantly moisturize and repair his body.

Jian Wushuang guessed that this special bed should have an inseparable relationship with the boundary tree of Dugu Tian.

Looking at the little emperor's look gradually becoming stable, Chen Qing and others were secretly relieved.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang stopped for a moment and left the warm Pavilion slowly.

Outside the warm Pavilion, Chunqiu was alone. He was staring at the world. When he came out, he took back his thoughts, smiled and said, "brother Jian."