Chapter 1292： Weiyang obsessed

"Are you not afraid that I will tell Emperor Shenwu your secrets?"

Ling Xiao suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhan Xiaotian, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Fear, of course, but I believe in my own vision."

Zhan Xiaotian gave a wry smile, his expression quite calm.

His secret lies in the heavenly body.

However, this sacrament is also a shackle that binds him.

If he can't get out of Wudi City, sooner or later he will still be killed and punishable.

And with the disposition of Emperor Shenwu, do you really think that he has no intention of destroying the dynasty?

The time has not yet arrived.

How could a Shenwu Great Emperor, who ruled thousands of ancient dynasties and stood tall for 100,000 years, allowed a slight threat to exist.

So, sooner or later, the Zhan Dynasty will be ruined because of a trivial mistake.

The appearance of Ling Xiao was the only opportunity to change the fate of Zhan Dynasty and Zhan Xiaotian.

After all, looking at the blue sky, apart from the young master of the realm master hall, only this young master of the Ling clan can frighten Shenwu and protect the dynasty.

"So, you want me to take you as a servant and take you out of Wudi City?"

Ling Xiao nodded silently, seeming to ponder.

However, Zhan Xiaotian stopped talking, just stood quietly aside, waiting for Ling Xiao's decision.

Of course, with his xinxing, how can he not be a little precaution.

If in the end, Ling Xiao didn't really agree to his request, Zhan Xiaotian had already figured out a countermeasure.

Now he is hiding in the city of Emperor Wu when he fights the high priest of the imperial dynasty.

The big deal, he took advantage of the eldest princess's wedding to escape from the city, and then led the warriors to the far north and into the deep wilderness.

At that time, even Emperor Shenwu would have nothing to do.

But this is the bottom line, abandoning the heritage of 100,000 years is a fatal blow to any ancient clan of the dynasty.

What's more, the far north barren wilderness was the land where the Emperor Xuanyuan was sealed.

With the disposition of this clan, it would certainly not embarrass the war clan too much, but... those barbarians who have lived in the wilderness for a long time are hard to say.

"I heard that Emperor Wu Hongsi took the opportunity to open the ancestral land and reward the princes of the dynasty?"

Ling Xiao's brows were tightly furrowed, and the purple meaning flowing in his eyes contained unspeakable divinity.

But Zhan Xiaotian had some doubts on his face, obviously he didn't understand why Lord Ling Xiao mentioned this matter at this time.

"Speaking of awards to the princes of the dynasty, the ultimate beneficiaries are only their children. The eighteen martial princes of Shenwu, except for the princes in blood, are the people of the present age. The other seventeen princes are all over a thousand years old. Naturally, it is impossible for them to personally personally. Fighting for the qualifications of the ancestral land, so... should send the children of the clan to fight for good luck."

Zhan Xiaotian frowned slightly, and looked at Ling Xiao with some doubts, "The son is planning to..."

"I see."

Ling Xiao nodded and chuckled, but his face was inexplicably solemn, "As long as you are my follower, naturally you have to let me see your value, otherwise you will offend an imperial dynasty for nothing. I will inform the Emperor Shenwu and choose one to be his servant. If you are capable of overpowering Shibahou, I will... promise your request."

When the words fell, Ling Xiao didn't hesitate anymore, turned and headed outside the city.

On the other hand, an astonishing warfare appeared on Zhan Xiaotian's face, and he respectfully bowed towards the distant figure.

Although Ling Xiao's move seemed harsh, it made him more determined. The young man's disposition was open and upright.

At the very least, he did not conceal the trade-offs in his mind, but said it in person, which was convincing.

The young man gave the opportunity, and whether he could grasp it or not was up to him.

With Ling Xiao shocked, even if the Emperor Shenwu wants to do something against the dynasty, he must be cautious.

"Thank you, son! Xiaotian will definitely live up to your expectations."

"My son, do you really want to provoke the Emperor Shenwu Dynasty for this person?"

On the mountain road outside the city, Ling Xiao and Xuanyuan Weiyang walked side by side.

At this moment, the Xianxia of the Emperor Xuanyuan's face had also disappeared, revealing a beautiful face that was blank and ignorant.

"In this world, there will still be a lot of unfairness. Being respected by strength is certainly the principle of immortality, but Weiyang, have you ever thought about it? Why is this happening?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were deep, and he did not rush back to the palace, but went to the mountain road with Xuanyuanwei Central Bank to enjoy the mountain scenery.

"why?"

Xuanyuan Weiyang shook his head. Every time the son showed this look, it made people feel... so profound.

"Because the avenue... is unfair, all races have selfish desires."

"The avenue...injustice?"

"Yes, the strong is respected. Although there is no fault, those who are born weak and small are bullied."

Ling Xiao stopped and looked at the distant mountains, "Although it is difficult to change the concept of sentient beings with my own strength, but...everything I encounter injustice, I will try to get rid of it."

"boom!"

At this moment, Xuanyuan Weiyang only felt the golden light burst in front of him, and the rhyme of Taoism evolved.

And that black dress, like the most sacred punishment in nine days, judges all evils.

There is more than enough energy but not enough energy.

Perhaps this is the pain in the bottom of my son's heart.

Xuanyuan Weiyang suddenly mustered up his courage, clasped Ling Xiao's arms tightly with both hands, nestled his whole body beside him, and whispered, "My son, Wei Young is willing to accompany you... through the world's injustice."

"Di, the lady of destiny is determined to surrender. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 15,000 points of luck and 150,000 points for the villain."

"Dip, the woman of destiny surrendered. Congratulations to the host for an extra reward: 1% (63%) of the value of destiny forged."

"Dip, the woman of destiny surrendered, congratulations to the host for the extra reward: the luck plundering talisman."

"Dip, the woman of destiny surrendered. Congratulations to the host for the extra reward: Xuantian Baojian (gathering luck, self-starting fate)."

"Um?"

Ling Xiao's eyes shimmered slightly, and she looked down at the blushing and sullen girl, and finally a heartfelt smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

It's not easy.

Originally according to Ling Xiao's thoughts, with this girl's naive temperament, it was easy to surrender to him.

But what surprised Ling Xiao was that after experiencing countless "tribulations and frustrations", the Emperor Xuanyuan seemed to have a trace of obsession in her heart.

But today, Ling Xiao's words made her feel the same, inexplicably sad, so that Dao Xin Heming completely fell into a dead end.

However, in this way, Ling Xiao was able to engage in... Buddhism.

"My son, Wei Young will work very hard."

Feeling the playfulness in Ling Xiao's eyes, the mist on Xuanyuan Weiyang's face gradually rose, and he hurriedly lowered his head, as if he did not dare to look directly at his dark and dark eyes.

It's just two jade hands, but even harder, holding Ling Xiao's arm firmly, just like her Taoist heart at this time, resolute and unrepentant.

"Um."

Ling Xiao smiled and led Xuanyuan Weiyang towards the mountain.

It seemed that this trip to martial arts was far more exciting than he had imagined.

As for Zhan Xiaotian...

I said no, but one day, I will preach to the world in a holy name. Those who are in trouble of the destiny will always be...