Chapter 3943 (1/2)

In a mountain range 100000 miles away from the southwest of the city of evil, under the canopy that blocks the sun, there is a soldier waiting for him.

Among the mountains, there is a splendid palace.

This palace is a treasure at the level of divine weapons. It contains a huge array of prohibitions. Even in the face of the nine robberies, the powerful can block the attack for a while and a half.

The palace building area is luxurious and magnificent. It can change the size of the palace by spiritual power. When it is useless, the palace can be changed into palm size and put into the storage bag. If it needs to be taken out, the palace can be taken out from the storage bag, and the palace can be located on the earth.

This is called ”Lingxiao hall”, as the name suggests, it is the unique thing of Linghuang in Lingxiao city.

The emperor of Lingxiao belongs to Emperor Lingxiao.

Outside the Lingxiao hall, Prince Mu looked at Prince Hai, who came back in high spirits, and immediately showed a smile. If there was no accident, the plan was going as he expected.

”How?”

Prince Mu asked.

Prince Hai said with a smile: ”the evil city is ready to fight with us. Now it is the old dragon of the demon alliance that controls Lingxiao city.”

Prince Mu's eyes narrowed: ”the old Jiaolong has come back. Hum, if it hadn't been for Xuantong, we would have been afraid of the old Jiaolong in LingXiao City, but now He's just a dying bug

”Let's go and report back to Ling Huang.”

Prince Mu and Prince Hai walked into the LingXiao palace side by side.

”What is Ling Huang doing?”

Prince Hai asked curiously.

Prince Mu shook his head speechless and said, ”who knows? It's not that you don't understand the character of Mr. Xuantong. He is moody and straightforward. You don't know what he wants to do

In fact, Xuantong did nothing.

Sitting on the Dragon chair of Lingxiao hall, drinking.

The wound healed after bathing in the rain, and changed into a clean and beautiful white dress. It was just like a fairy coming down to the earth, where all kinds of flowers bloom and butterflies dance.

”You are the Emperor Ling now. It seems that you are not happy with the existence of the God's tomb like a cow's ear.”

Lingxiao hall, only Xuantong and Muyu two people, in the open space, the pleasant sound of the rain slowly swing open.

Xuantong drank wine and said with a smile, ”is it worth being happy?”

Mu Yu said with a smile: ”you don't seem to value the royal power, wealth and wealth of this world, nor do you value magic weapons and beauties. I'm very curious. Is there anything else you care about in your heart?”

Xuantong drank wine, frowned slightly, pondered for a long time, but in the face of the problem of bathing in the rain, it was a blank.

”Is there anything in the world that I care about?”

Xuantong asked himself.

After thinking about it, Xuan Tong has no answer.

But when Xuan Tong can't get the answer, a bloodthirsty feeling gradually rises in his heart, and he is irritable, violent, bloodthirsty and murderous.

There is no care, no appeal, no desire, no nostalgia, no nostalgia for the past, and no expectation for the future Xuantong sits on the Dragon chair, but feels a kind of indescribable loneliness and loneliness.