There is a folk song in the northwest of Great Xia, the rain of the month is dripping, and the wind of September is completely cold.

So when the sun sinks into the earth, the night descends on the entire White Emperor Palace, the cold wind begins to howl, the plants on the vast land of Shenzhou because of the nourishment of the vitality of heaven and earth, so extremely tough, even if the temperature is low, the cold wind is fierce, the green is still green, the colorful blooming, it is not ambiguous, competing for beauty, and the place with the most complete rare flowers in the whole summer is the imperial garden of the White Emperor Palace.

Because of the scarcity of people in the White Emperor Palace, the regent Empress Wu loved to stand on the NN platform in the past, although there were still palace maids and gardeners who took care of it diligently, but they were still neglected for more than ten years.

Tonight, the Imperial Garden ushered in a rare flower admirer, in fact, it is not very accurate, because the young Lord of the White Emperor Palace is sitting under a Xuantian tree seedling in the Imperial Garden at this time, with bare snow-white feet, reaching into the hot water of the boiling soup underneath, and then sighing comfortably, forming a long-lasting white smoke in front of him.

The Xuantian Tree behind him, although it is said to be a seedling, is extremely large in size, occupying the center of the entire Imperial Garden, and will be the top and stand out.

Speaking of which, this Xuantian Wood was brought by Zhao Yu's mother from the Sun and Moon Sect of Hexu Mountain to ask for it, because she loves to drink, especially to drink spirits, and the Xuantian wine made by the young shoots of Xuantian Wood is the strongest wine in the world, so the princess of the year made a mistake with wine worms in her stomach, pulling the beard of Lu Yao of the Great Sun Wuzong and not letting go, and there is more Xuantian Wood in this imperial garden.

Xuantian wood is the king of trees, ten thousand years of maturity, up to the sky, it contains endless life gas, so in the dark night still exudes a misty green light, like a firefly constantly flying in the air, playful and lovely, beautiful.

The green light gradually converged towards the young man who was soaking his feet under the tree, like a timid elf, cautiously approaching, and after finding that Zhao Yu, who was holding his head and closing his eyes, did not react, he hugged him and happily clinged to Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu, who has three avenues of cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows, has an aura on his body that is almost rich to the extreme, like a walking avenue of heaven and earth, attracting all creatures above the vast land of Shenzhou.

Instinctively approaching or plundering.

Although there are too many things that have happened to him today, yesterday and yesterday, each of which can be called a major event that affects the whole world, but for Zhao Yu, the most comfortable and relaxing time is this moment of soaking his feet every day.

Only then can he have a distant conversation with his previous life.

The cold wind blowing in the cold night, coupled with the heat that flowed through the whole body from the bottom up, gradually washed away Zhao Yu's fatigue, and at the same time eased the anger on his body.

Although he has anger in his heart because of the death of Marquis Zhen Yu in the past few days, his behavior is overbearing and abnormal, which is a bit abnormal for him who is usually moody, in the final analysis, it is still that sword, that unruly holy sword, although it fell into the extraterritorial void, but it still faintly affects him.

Zhao Yu exhaled a breath of white air again, his eyes were still slightly closed, and he just asked softly in his mind:

"Taiping, are you there?"

After a long time, the child's voice who belonged to the Taiping and immature Shanhaitu lazily responded:

"Say what's the matter, I'm watching a ghost Jiao on the coast of the South China Sea, good guy, this ghost Jiao can turn into a dragon immediately, but he insists on giving birth, he hurts his vitality and loses the opportunity, maternal love is really great, if I can cry, I must be in tears now." ”

"Then why don't you help it?" Zhao Yu's faint inquiry sounded in his mind.

"When your grandfather Zao Wou-Ki created me, the rule was that I could not interfere with the normal operation of everything in the world under the Great Dao, so I could only wait and see, and I could not change it. ”

There was a hint of discouragement in Taiping's immature voice, but it returned to normal in a blink of an eye, and then continued:

"But I am also quite satisfied with being an observer, a guardian of the entire Great Xia. ”

Zhao Yu's heart once again swelled up with a strong respect for the grandfather who suddenly disappeared, the mountain and sea map is a sharp blade hanging above everyone's head, since it is a sharp blade, then it can't act on its own, if a weapon that destroys the world has its own will and the right to fire, it can't be regarded as a weapon, but a master.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Yu suddenly asked:

"Taiping, do you know where that sword went?"

This time, he fell silent when he changed to the mountain and sea charts, and only responded after a long time:

"I don't know, but the moment it disappeared, I saw a red sea, and there was an earth-shattering roar, but I feel that you and this sword are still faintly connected, maybe when you cultivate enough, you can follow this line and find it again, this sword is in the name of the saint, and the sharp qi is against the sky, I can't stop it." ”

"But Taiping, you haven't grown up yet, and you can stop it when you grow up in the future. ”

Zhao Yu's calm and thick voice comforted Taiping in his mind.

"Aha, that's of course, I'm still going to grow up quickly, okay, I won't tell you, the little ghost Jiao on the coast of the South China Sea was born, I'm going to take a closer look." ”

The child's voice with a little smug in his mind disappeared instantly, and Zhao Yu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and smile.

The mountains and seas have guarded the Great Xia for 90 years, but he is still a child.

Because tomorrow's cultivation day is over, the two little nieces Ruyue and Bai Zhining were sent back to the Dao Palace in the afternoon, and Liang Po must have used his own means in the imperial dining room at this time to make a supper for His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson.

Feeling that the water in the wooden bucket under his feet was slightly cold, Zhao Yu opened his eyes and wanted to greet the palace maid kneeling outside the imperial garden, but he saw a not too tall figure, holding a wooden barrel in his hand, slowly approaching, the moonlight shone on the body of the person who came, dragging a long shadow on the ground.

The rouge girl moved to Zhao Yu's side with some difficulty, raised her hand to pour hot water, and then sat opposite the young man with some panting, she was very easy to sweat, so there was already a layer of fine sweat beads on her forehead at this time, her little face was flushed, she lowered her head, took off her shoes and socks, and her delicate little feet were shining with soft light and crystal clear under the green light of the wood seedlings in the entrance.

The little feet gently step on the big feet, slippery and soft, like the most perfect piece of warm jade.

Zhao Yu straightened his body slightly, and the life spirits that were originally attached to him seemed to be frightened, and they flew up one after another, floating around, like countless fireflies flying around the two of them.

It's a dream.

The girl's face between the fireflies became more and more delicate and red, that is, it was coated with a layer of rouge, the girl raised her head, and looked at the young emperor's black eyes like the sea in front of her, and asked faintly:

"I have a story that you would like to hear?"11