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Chapter 207 He came, he saw, he conquered(2/2)

I have not sent you to the frontier yet, but you have the first move to the family.

Xia Wuyou sighed softly in his heart, and watched the auspicious cloud leave, and suddenly felt lost.

"When will you leave?" Xia Wuyou looked at the moving Xiangyun and looked back at Huang Zhen and Mu Tian.

"Tomorrow." Huang Zhen pondered for a moment.

"Then accompany me to He Mansion for a walk." Xia Wuyou sighed softly, and did not stop Huang Zhen and Mu Tian. Everyone has their own ambitions.

Xia Wuyou walked down from the mountains and the new emperor left the city. Naturally, he was very grand, and there were many guards.

With Xia Wuyou's departure, many civilians appeared on both sides, and welcoming each other in the middle of the road.

After a while.

Xia Wuyou arrived at He Mansion. Looking at the He Mansion at this time, the building was empty and stepped in, and once again stepped into the attic. Everything seemed like yesterday, with illusory shadows, drinking here.

Talk about it high.

The Royal Tu Hegemony is a wine.

Xia Wuyou glanced at the drinking table, bamboo forest, attic study, side hut, and martial arts performance venue.

Everything is like a bubble.

The mirror is broken and the person leaves far away.

"Wishers are the ones who are willing to hook up, is this Xia Emperor also the ones who are the ones who are willing to hook up?" Xia Wuyou casually put his hand on the wine table and walked towards the lake. Looking at the fishing rods that he had not taken away, he sat down silently, feeling a little moved.

Recalling the scenes before.

A faint smile appeared on his face. No matter how bad memories are, it is rare to remember He An's departure.

"He said that Emperor Xia is actually a left-behind old man." Mu Tianxin spoke out loudly.

With Mu Tian’s reminder, I instantly recalled some of those drunken and dreamlike memories.

A lonely person who stayed behind.

Xia Wuyou muttered in his heart, memories one after another.

These words were like a knife that penetrated Xia Wuyou's heart, giving him the urge to send troops to chase He An.

"What about the growth of the grass?" Xia Wuyou sat by the lake, fishing for fish.

"Huang Zhen said it was the grave grass..."

Mu Tian’s instinctive reaction was exchanged for Huang Zhen’s rolling eyes.

"He An, Xia Wudi..."

Xia Wuyou roared angrily. The growth problem of the emotional grass was actually his own grave grass, which made him unable to control it anymore. He swung the fishing rod and his face became angry.

I just left with my sleeves, where can I remember anything here?

A shit is not a memory.

Fortunately, he was in such a heavy mood a second ago, but look at He An and Xia Wudi, whether they were talking about human words.

Especially when Xia Wuyou was thinking that Huang Zhen and Mu Tian were leaving, he felt even more upset.

Xia Wuyou felt that he had ascended the throne, but he didn't feel that he was too happy.

On the contrary, he was a little envious of Xia Wudi. It seemed better to be free and easy. The most important thing was that a large group of people went to explore the mountains.

The situation in the capital of Daxia began to spread very early.

Beimo and He Xi heard the news about the Xiadu He Mansion, without saying a word, disappeared directly into the Zhenbei Army. The controller of Zhenbei Army was replaced by the third side general.

He Xi took He Xiaoqiu and Zheng Nan towards the mountains.

The pioneer of the He family must be ahead of the family.

At the same time, news from Daxia began to spread to the three tribes entering the mountains. As soon as these news arrived, they were noticed by many forces in an instant.

Yuan Sword Sect.

At this time, the Yuanjian Sect Stone Platform.

Min Chang practiced swords under Mo Yange's guidance, and suddenly a sword butterfly flew in. This was the Yuan Jian Sect's message transmission method. In fact, some second-rate sects have similar message transmission methods.

After he glanced at it, his brows frowned slightly.

"The He family and his family entered thousands of mountains."

Mo Yange was very concerned about some news about the He family. If Min Chang was just trying before he went to the He family, he would just try it, but according to Min Chang's statement, the head of the He family's understanding of swordsmanship was unfathomable.

This naturally made him pay more attention to the He family.

After watching the He family enter the mountains, his eyes suddenly sank.

"The skill of supporting the dragon is so great that the master is shocked? So I took the initiative to leave?" Mo Yange thought about the situation about the He family.

After pondering for a long time, he looked up at Min Chang: "Min Chang, stop."

Mo Yange gave an order, and Min Chang stopped practicing swords at the right time and stood in front of Mo Yange.

"The He family has entered Wanshan Mountains. You can go to Sanhui Land and pay attention to the news about the He family. If there is any news, Jiandou immediately notify me."

"Okay, Master."

Min Chang's eyes were stunned, then his eyes lit up and he nodded.

Similarly, the peaks stand on the ground, like a group of mountains in a fairyland.

Nan Mo also got a piece of news. After taking a look, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Xia Wuyou became Emperor Xia..." Nan Mo shook his head, his hand shook, and instantly the light turned into nothing.

Being fascinated by power will affect judgment.

"He entered thousands of mountains and wanted to find a way to protect his clan..." Nan Mo pondered for a moment, then waved his hand, and a ray of light suddenly appeared.

A few seconds later, a figure appeared on the mountain.

"Take this letter and go find Leng Ying."

"Yes, the sect leader."

The figure was extremely respectful, nodded, and once again withdrew from the mountain surrounded by fairy mist.

"The Wanshan Hundred Sects Association, which is once a decade, is about to be opened. Wanshan is already a little confused. It seems that peace will not last long."

Nan Mo looked at the exiting figure and was silent for a few seconds, shaking his head.

Then, I took out a book and started reading it carefully.

The way of heaven is vast...

Nan Mo looked at him and showed emotion.

"I received your favor at the age of fifteen and realized the sword intent. After ten years of sword intent, I am now awakening my bloodline because of what is the Tao..."

Nanmo was silent and sighed softly. She really owe a lot.

Then, the book disappeared and she slowly closed her eyes.

The spiritual energy is surging, and its strength is countless times stronger than that in Daxia, and it is extremely terrifying.

.............

In a few days, the foot of the Yuanjian Sect.

Suddenly, three figures appeared, silently looking up at the unsightly mountain.

"Yuan Jian Sect..."

He Xi looked at the Yuan Sword Sect and nodded with satisfaction on his face. The Yuan Sword Sect satisfies all his fantasies about the sect.

The originally rich spiritual energy of Wanshan Mountains is even more intense here, with the sect steps and the atmosphere is perfect.

The three words "Yuan Jian Sect" on the side of the mountain are full of Lingli's sword intent.

The most important thing is that the leader of the Yuanjian Sect dared to take him away.

"Brother, why don't you join the Yuan Sword Sect and I will also go and practice..." He Xiaoqiu had a bitter face, obviously suffering a lot.

Following Ho Xi, she missed her days at home.

"The He Mansion is gone. If you don't work hard to practice, what's the use of you?"

He Xiaoqiu surrendered again with the murderous eyes of He Xi who had been through the battlefield for a long time.

"Also, my name is Youhe. You stay at the gathering place at the foot of the mountain to practice. I will first join the Yuan Sword Sect." He Xi's eyes were serious. When he came to Yuan Sword Sect, he was Youhe, not He Xiaoqiu's brother He Xi.

"I understand." He Xiaoqiu's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this, but what he said was extremely compromised.

He Xi didn't care about He Xiaoqiu, but just looked at Yuanjian Sect silently, as if he was looking at his own things.

With the muttering in He Xi's heart, countless momentums rose instantly, and three sword intents burst out.

The undercover incident is a matter of life, two, three times... I can't be more familiar with it.

We must enter with genius.
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