Tonight above the White Emperor Palace, the moon hanging high is particularly bright, although it is at the end of the month, it is only a crooked waning moon, but it shines on the overall black brick and tile cornices of the Lingbo Palace, and the hundred birds engraved on it fly, and the beasts are galloping, which is clearly visible.

In the Lingbo Palace, the scene was strange, several old people who were close to four hundred years old were pouring pink and soft Daogong peach blossom wine into the wine glass in front of them, and then raised their heads and drank it all.

"Over the years, I have worked hard for you. ”

A soft voice came out of the old queen mother's mouth, she looked at the three people in front of her, with a complicated look in her eyes, and the old queen mother, who had been extremely good since she was young, raised her wine glass and responded:

"Being able to watch Daxia step by step to the present, I feel that this life is worth it, and when it comes to hard work, Sister Yan is even harder, and she has supported the entire Daxia alone for so many years. ”

"Yu'er will ascend the throne in a few days, and I'll be unburdened by it. ”

Speaking of her proudest grandson, the old lady's face unconsciously showed a smile, and the whole person exuded a strange vitality.

After Zhao Yu took power, the few things he did were extremely beautiful, and the old queen mother was naturally extremely satisfied, at this time, her expression was like an ordinary old man of Daxia who had not seen her for many years and showed off her juniors, full of pride.

After changing his clothes, the king of Bei'an, who raised his entire white hair upwards, had a faint sense of dust and majesty, which was very different from his temperament when he came, he didn't speak, just drank wine by himself, and the Xiban King who had just fought next to him was also drinking wine and was silent, so there were only two old ladies in the entire Lingbo Palace, chatting about family life.

Suddenly, the old queen mother turned her head, looked at the king of the western barbarians, and asked:

"How has the Southwest Barbarian Forest been in recent years, and it can't be suppressed?"

After the words fell, the King of the West Barbarians put down his wine glass, his face gradually became solemn, he shook his head, and responded:

"It's getting harder and harder, those desolate people in the Nanban jungle, gathering to attack the border more and more frequent, more and more tyrannical, I think there will be great changes in the Nanban jungle, but the spies sent out have all gone out and have not returned, the most important thing is that it has been less than a year since the eruption of the Valley of the Giants once every fifty years, so the pressure on the southwest of Great Xia will be even greater than that of the Endless Mountain. ”

The old queen mother continued to drink a sip of peach blossom wine, there was no worry on her face, and she opened her mouth and said softly with relief:

"You can rest assured, Yu'er will take care of it. ”

In the imperial garden of the White Emperor Palace under the night sky, countless colorful wood elves are flying around, like a dreamlike elf forest.

A young man with bronze skin and a beast coat stopped slightly, then looked up with horror in his eyes.

There was an extremely tall tree in front of it, with dense branches and foliage growing outwards infinitely, and the entire canopy of the tree obscured the sky and even occupied the entire view of half of the sky.

The incomparably strong breath of life emanated from the Divine Tree, enveloping the young man's whole body, making him feel like he had returned to the primeval Southern Wilderness.

But even if the boy grew up in the Southern Wilderness, which is known as a jungle of billions, he has never seen such a tall and lush sacred tree.

It turns out that this is Shenjing City, this is the White Emperor Palace!

The young man thought secretly in his heart, and then quickened his pace, following closely the bald man leading the way in front of him.

In fact, he had just asked this unusually burly, strong man who was taller than the desolate people, what the name of the divine tree in front of him was, but the other party just smiled and did not answer.

About a quarter of an hour later, the boy was taken to the Xuantian Tree.

Under the tree, there was a green life spirit flying around like fireflies, and a young man with bare feet and immersed in a wooden barrel below, squinting his eyes and looking comfortable, and beside the young man, there was a young scholar yawning and sleepy-eyed.

It's a very bizarre combination, but the identity of the person who can soak his feet in the imperial garden of the White Emperor Palace is already about to be revealed.

So the boy from the Nanban Jungle, after approaching, knelt on one knee and said loudly:

"Xiban Palace, the final Li War, see His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson. ”

"You're from Nanban?"

Zhao Yu lowered his head, and a faint voice came down.

"Yes, I grew up in the jungle, and this is the first time I have entered the Central Plains. Zhong Li Zhan's answer was neither humble nor arrogant.

Zhao Yu nodded, beckoned to him, motioned for him to sit next to him, and his voice sounded:

"Get up, sit here, I called you here so late this time to learn about the southern wilderness forest in the southwest, I don't know much about that side. ”

The young man finally Li Zhan pondered for a moment, and then asked:

"The Southern Barbarian Wilderness Forest is extremely vast and wide, which aspect does Your Highness want to start with?"

"Desolate!" the calm voice of the young Lord of Great Xia faintly lingered under the entire Xuantian Wood.

For the southwest of Great Xia, the desolate people are a hurdle that cannot be bypassed, just like in the border of the Endless Mountains of Shanxi, the alien race is the great enemy, and similarly, the desolate people are also a great disaster in the southwest of Great Xia.

"Compared to the alien race, the desolate people may be much stranger among the people of Great Xia, because they are not as powerful as the alien race, and under the suppression of my Zhongli clan, they have never invaded the Central Plains, but it does not mean that they can be underestimated. ”

The young man's face gradually became solemn, faintly murderous, and it was obvious that his hands were stained with a large amount of desolate blood.

"The difference between the desolate people and the alien race is that the relationship between the human race and the alien race is endless, and for the desolate people, the policy set by His Majesty Taizu is to support one of the veins and divide them, so the relationship between the desolate people and our Great Xia is mixed, but recently, for some reason, more and more tribes have fallen to the hostile forces, and the war situation has become more and more intense. ”

"Yuan Bai, you are also from the south, you should be no stranger to Nanban, what do you think about this matter?"

Zhao Yu turned his head to the young scholar beside him, looking at the latter with ebony black pupils, Yuan Bai stretched out his right hand and touched his chin, and said thoughtfully:

"Fuzhou where I was before is still a little far away from the southwesternmost Nanban, so I don't know much about the specific situation, but in this case, I guess it is inseparable from the Valley of the Giants, one of the eight forbidden places, and it is said that the wastelands are the descendants of the Nanban giants, and only the bloodline from the ancestors can change the group of stubborn humanoid violent apes. ”

Zhao Yu lifted his feet from the basin, then took the silk cloth handed over by Liang Po, wiped the water droplets on his feet, and said lightly:

"It seems that after I ascended the throne, there were still a lot of internal and external troubles. ”

"The vast land of Shenzhou Central Plains, such a treasure land, there will definitely be no shortage of coveters. ”

"Then whoever dares to look at it, gouge out its eyeballs, whoever dares to stretch out his hand, chop off his hands, if you are still obsessed, I still say the same thing, only blood can reach the depths of the soul, and only blood can show the glory of Great Xia. ”

Looking at the young emperor in front of him, who rolled up his trouser legs and bare feet, but said such a bloody and monstrous language, from the southwest barbarian forest, the young man who saw the lord of Great Xia for the first time, for some reason, the blood in his heart began to surge uncontrollably.

Maybe this is what his grandfather King Xiban often said, juvenile madness, juvenile heart?

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