Bright Era

Chapter 489: Light and dark, twins

The southernmost part of the Harran Empire is a triangular peninsula stretching hundreds of miles into the sea. The top of the peninsula is known as ‘Harran Cape’. Nearly a thousand years ago, someone invested heavily in buying land with a radius of more than two hundred miles and built a small manor.

Thousands of years have changed, and the original small manor has developed into a small village, then a small town, and later it has become a small city. Today, this city, which is located on a cliff of 1,000 feet and overlooking the South China Sea, is already A big city with a population of nearly one million. The owner of this city was also canonized as a hereditary marquis by the Harran Empire, and would always have the right to rule the surrounding area of ​​500 miles.

‘Blue Sea Pearl’, this city has an extremely beautiful name. Generally speaking, people on the mainland call this city ‘that bead’, in short it is ‘the pearl city’.

Merchant ships traveling between the west coast and the south coast of the mainland pass by the Pearl of Blue Sea. A local guard fleet of the Haran Empire and a family fleet of the hereditary marquis "Acacia Family" who control the city of Pearl of Blue Sea are also stationed there. Here.

The Pearl City is located on a white granite cliff that is thousands of feet high and stretches for dozens of miles. The towering cliffs have become its natural barriers. In this cliff called the Poseidon’s Shield, the Acacia family spent a lot of effort to excavate a semi-exposed tunnel that stretches for hundreds of miles, and excavated numerous pits and secret rooms of various sizes. Thousands of years have built a strong fortress on the cliff.

There are even legends that the Acacia family has dug a tunnel in the cliff leading to the capital of the Haran Empire thousands of miles away in the north. This tunnel is a top secret channel for the Acacia family and the nobles of certain imperial capitals to cooperate in smuggling business. But the credibility of such market rumors is not high, and many people just treat it as a joke.

But just as Lin Qi boarded the big sea wheel, a lightweight two-wheeled carriage was surrounded by a group of guards, slowly moving along this legendary secret road. The secret road that is several meters high and 20 meters wide is reinforced with earth magic. Every ten steps, large pieces of night pearl and magic spar are inlaid on the wall. The bright light illuminates the secret road like daylight.

Every tens of miles, there are huge caves for Tibetan soldiers and metal gates on both sides of the secret road. Behind these metal gates are deep corridors. Where these corridors lead to and what is behind them, no one knows at all except for some core figures of the Acacia family.

From time to time, there are teams of well-armed elite fighters wandering around in the secret tunnel. These fighters are full of suffocating blood. Obviously, they are all tiger and wolf soldiers who have killed people and have seen blood. The thugs guarding the facade.

In a carriage made of silver and watered with dozens of acacia flowers with gold solution, a seemingly eleven or twelve-year-old boy was leaning lazily on a soft bed. In the small carriage, one was wearing black. The man in the robe and the dead white porcelain mask was kneeling at his feet.

If the ancestor of the Yun clan, Emperor Yun, was enlarged a little, he would be exactly the same as the one born to this young man with soft black hair. Emperor Yun was successful in his cultivation, and his body was undergoing some wonderful transformation and evolution, so he looked only eight or nine years old. And this young man seemed to be eleven or twelve years old, but his appearance was not different from Emperor Yun.

There was even a small red mole in the left eyebrow of Emperor Yun, and this boy had it on his face, but the red mole was in his right eyebrow. If the two are of the same age and tall and short, they are almost like the image of a normal person in the mirror, with no difference in appearance.

Perhaps the only thing that makes them feel different is their temperament.

Emperor Yun is majestic, solemn, and lofty, but his whole body reveals a frank, open and upright aura that only the emperor has. As for this young man, there is a faint evil spirit in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. It feels like you are slowly getting into your bed in the middle of the night, with thick and slippery limbs slowly entwining your body. The poisonous snake that gradually climbs up your chest is disgusting and disgusting, but you can't get rid of it.

After a few soft coughs, the boy took out a small purple porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and slowly took out a golden pill and swallowed it into his mouth. There was an abnormal red on his pale face, and the boy sneered in a low voice: "In other words, you don't know which way the little baby named Lin Qi left?"

The man with the porcelain mask put his forehead on the floor of the carriage, and said in a low voice, "He killed all the spies."

With a light sigh, the boy shook his head. After a long time, the young man said solemnly: "Then, the person in charge of this matter, let him take the'Heart Pill' and turn him into a battle puppet. Such a small thing can't be done well. His only use is to use his life. Kill a few more enemies for the family."

After squinting his eyes for a while, the young man said calmly: "Send more people to find Lin Qi and kill him. I want his space rings. The stupid Emperor Yun has let go of such a fortune. I will not let go. Passed. Really, extremely stupid."

"Does he think he can get the support of those old immortals by befriending a tiger clan? He forgot that in the hearts of those old immortals, we are rebellious, we are traitors, and they protected our 300 blood descent from the great Difficult, this feeling is completely gone."

"We can only live better on our own! Emperor Yun's methods are too soft. Depending on his words, the Yun clan members of the Holy Longting Empire will have to be killed by him sooner or later. Only I am the blood of the dragon. I should be the prince of the empire, the best leader of the Chinese descent, not his brother-in-law, who was born only a quarter of an hour before me!"

"Damn fucking, so much wealth is just let go, he Yundi is really... pedantic."

He slapped the car hard, and suddenly a trace of thick black blood dripped from the corner of the boy's mouth. The man wearing the porcelain mask raised his head in horror and exclaimed: "Ancestor, you..."

The young man waved his hand gently, his evil eyes flickered for a while, and shook his head gently.

"It's okay, I was so angry, I just pushed away the old wounds of the year. Hmph, this punch of Emperor Yun is really uncomfortable. It's a pity, it's a pity that I made my own shot nineteen years ago, but I didn't even fight it. Langrou, who was carrying the veins of the cloudy sky, was killed, leaving Emperor Yun with an enchanting direct blood. It is a pity, a pity, that Yun Xiaoyun, hey, why didn't he be suffocated in the womb?"

The man in the porcelain mask lowered his head and dared not say anything. The young man sighed softly, coughed vigorously, and spit out a bit of congestion and a black blood clot the size of a thumb. He breathed in comfort a few times, and laughed loudly: "Hey, that punch of Emperor Yun... Hey, he would never have thought that I was still alive in the world, and his punches were also a thousand dragons. It's 90% hot, but how could he beat me to death with one punch?"

'Jie Jie' laughed strangely, and the young man smiled triumphantly at the man: "How come the ancestor is the twin brother of his compatriots, I have learned everything he has learned, the strongest nine of the Yun clan This kind of exercises of the country, he cultivates the "no form and colorless true dragon transformation." Isn't I practicing the same skill? His skill is a little bit deeper than mine, but this little bit, how can it be killed I?"

Looking at the black blood clot that was spit out, the young man whispered: "Emperor Yun, Emperor Yun, the Yun family, after all, let me control it. If I were in charge of the Yun family, we would have rebuilt the empire long ago. Let the church pay the price."

The man in the porcelain mask said flatly: "The ancestor Yingming Shenwu is more than a hundred times better than that of Emperor Yun? Only under the control of the ancestor, can my dragon blood descend like a dragon with nine transfigures and become sacred, and finally come to the world."

The boy ‘hehe’ smiled a few times, then nodded proudly.

"The order is passed on, and we will search for Lin Qi's whereabouts and try to completely punish him. If he can't be killed before he returns to Dunelker, let... Let them start with Lin Qi's body. , But all the things in Lin Qi’s body must find a way to get us. To the old pervert Du Wen, as long as he helps us kill Lin Qi, we will do our best to support him and let him fight for education in the future Zongzhi."

The man in the porcelain mask responded one by one. The young man groaned for a long time, and then sneered: "The trash on Vias... Forget it, it's my blood after all, hey, let the people over there keep an eye on it. From today onwards, I want to know the actions of Emperor Yun’s filial sons and grandchildren. By the way, Yun Xiaoming shouldn’t know who you are?"

The man in the porcelain mask laughed ‘hehe’: “My ancestors don’t worry. The children are not mindful. They only call us as the assassins of the Assassins Guild who want to make money. No one has ever doubted our identity.”

"It's really stupid." The young man squinted his eyes for a long time, and then he smiled suddenly: "But Emperor Yun is not very clever. It's okay for his descendants to be stupid. See what to do, one Find a way to kill that Yun Xiaoyun, this baby may be hidden... He shouldn't be alive."

"In addition, think of a way to make Yun Xiaoming and the others help, and even let Yun Xiaoming and the others do it themselves, in a word, let them appear in front of Lin Qi. If you can kill Lin Qi, all Yun Xiaoming and the others will be destroyed. If you can't kill Lin Qi, let Yun Xiaoming and the others push the tank."

Looking at the man kneeling in the carriage, the young man said in a dark voice: "I don't want Emperor Yun to get the support of those old people, do you understand?"

The man bowed deeply, he responded, and then turned into a black smoke and disappeared from the carriage without a trace.

The teenager chuckles a few times, then he lifts the curtains of the car and glances out, gently humming a slow lullaby. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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