Way of Choices

The eyes of the shepherd lady glanced over the bodies of the tall demon.

"I understand what you are thinking. Luoheng is my biological daughter. If she can inherit the throne, will my majesty and I still be so worried? The rumor is only a rumor after all, whether it is these days or a few years ago, the Pope No matter how majesty your genius overflows, you were just a teenager. Do you really think he can solve the problems that my family can't solve for tens of thousands of years? It's just a means made by the human race."

This remark is very reasonable and convincing.

The elders, generals, and ministers in the palace thought that in the past few years, His Royal Highness was still as petite and weak as he was when he was a child, and the four turns of the gods have not been successful. It is indeed completely different from that of His Majesty. Sighed regretfully in my heart.

The elder elder was not persuaded and said, "I want to see your majesty."

Mrs. Shepherd stared at his eyes and said, "You know your majesty is healing."

The elder said: "I know, but my demon inheritance is a big deal, and your majesty should be able to understand my interruptions."

Mrs. Mud was silent for a while, and said: "If your majesty is willing to see you, naturally."

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An hour later, the elder returned to the palace, and the oil candles on the stone wall shook without wind.

Countless double sights fell on the elder elder, wanting to know whether he saw His Majesty Bai Di or not, and what his majesty said.

The elder shook his head and said, "I have not seen your majesty."

The elder elders and generals in the palace sighed with regret.

"But I feel His Majesty's will, so I will not object to this matter anymore."

The elder elder Wang said to Mrs. Mu: "But this matter must be in accordance with the rules of my demon clan's inheritance for tens of thousands of years. Even if the high princess wants to marry someone, she can't kiss her privately. Obey the will of ancestors and gods."

Listening to this, there was again a voice of discussion in the temple, but this was originally part of the rumor, so I was not too surprised.

Mrs. Mu said: "Do you mean to officially hold the election ceremony?"

"Good." The elder's hand fell on the handle of the axe again, and said, "Otherwise we will rebel."

Madam Mu stared into his eyes and said, "Everything is in accordance with the rules of the clan. There must be no mistakes. Can you dare to bear it?"

The elder elder said: "You are respected by all the people in the clan. It has been hundreds of years. I am old and I just hope everything will be as before."

After saying this, he walked outside the hall, and the mountain-like body cast a large shadow on the floor.

Most elder elders and about half of the generals in the palace, after saluting to the shepherds, left with the elders.

The shepherd was silent for a while, waved her sleeves, and motioned to the loyal servants in the temple to leave.

The quiet in the hall was restored, and there was no one but her.

The oil candle fire exudes a bright light, but it has a faint scent, and when it is blown by the night wind, it will be uneven.

Hundreds of years have passed, she still hasn't gotten used to it, and she still misses the gentle light from the beads of sharks in the palace of Daxizhou.

The stone wall was shining very clearly, seemingly polished extremely smooth, but under her eyes, it was natural to see the ups and downs above.

How can such rough stone be qualified to enter the palace? This was something she couldn't think of when she was a princess in Daxizhou.

Yes, she has been in Baidi City for many years, and there are still many things she can't get used to.

For example, those mentioned earlier, such as those just happened.

If it is placed in Daxizhou or the human race Kyoto, the attitude like that of the elders is afraid that it will already be executed.

But here is the Baidi City. For tens of thousands of years, the demon clan living here has lived like this. The deliberations are so direct, or barbaric.

Really a group of uncivilized beasts.

She couldn’t get used to it, and she couldn’t really change it, because she was just a queen, not a white emperor.

She stood in the middle of the empty palace, silent for a long time.

The wind came from the distant West Sea and roared into the mountains.

A lot of fish died in the blue lake behind the mountain.

A light smile appeared on her face, very loving, just like the mother looking at the child.

She was originally the mother of all the demon people.

Light and shadow moved slightly, and a young man came in.

The young man is very handsome, with a long figure and excellent style.

He is the second prince of Daxizhou.

Mrs. Mu looked at him pityfully and said: "It's really hard to ask you to go for nothing this time."

The second prince said with a smile: "For the sake of the cousin's happiness, it's nothing to get some sea, rain, and wind. Besides, I haven't seen the scenery on both sides of the Red River for some years.

Mrs. Mu said: "After the beginning of the Heavenly Election, it will be very helpful for your practice to enter Tianshu and feel some wildfire."

"It's a rare one, of course, to get some benefits, but...what is your best son-in-law for your cousin?"

The second prince looked at her curiously and asked, "Are you so sure he will be selected by the ancestors?"

The lady said: "I just let him enter Tianshu to be baptized by wildfire. As for whether he will be selected by the demon ancestor, it depends on his own ability."

The second prince thought for a while and said, "Is it Xiaode?"

Madam Mu patted his arm and said: "Don't think too much, talk with your aunt more, she has not been in a good mood recently."

The second prince sneered and said, "If you don't know that Chen Changsheng will not come, I will definitely deal with him."

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The day the Great Xizhou Mission arrived in Baidi City.

That is, the second day of the arrival of Baihong City in a different way.

This is the third day after the civil disturbance in Nanxizhai.

That is the day before the day of the election.

At that time, Chen Changsheng was still away from the mountain. He had not received the letter brought by Red Goose from Kyoto, nor had he received the personal letter from Master Lou Yang from Shang Yang Zhou.

Neither the court nor the state religion has received any news from the Baidi City, knowing that heaven is like a merchant boat, and his sight is still temporarily in the snowy old city in the north.

No one knows that a few days ago, a person set out from the old city of Xue, and then entered the White Emperor City on the same day as the envoy of Daxizhou.

The young man passed the demon guard's inspection smoothly and moved into a courtyard in the east of the city.

The yard existed here many years ago. It was very ordinary, but it was very wide and covered with yellow sand. It looked like a desert.

There were some blood stains in the yellow sand, and it was shiny, as if it had been mixed with gold shavings, but it had no taste.

There is a tree deep in the yellow sand.

The tree is not very big, and the leaves are not very dense, but the shadow area on the ground is very large, without any light spots, and the dark is like the real night.

The young man is standing under the tree.

Although the shadow is very thick, it can still be seen clearly. There is no magic angle on his head. No wonder he can enter the city so easily.

"This is the last foothold of my **** clan in Baidi City? Bixuehuangsha, something interesting."

The young man looked around with interest in his hands, but he didn't know who he was talking to.

"If Baidi didn't really fall asleep, it would be too dangerous. Hurry and leave, Military Division."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The wind was slowly blowing through the leaves, and the shadows were shaking unsteadily, as if they were clothed, like who was talking.

In the courtyard full of yellow sand, there was only the young man with his hands on his back.

He looked up at the sky.

The winter sun shone on his face.

His face was pale, and he looked not very healthy.

He narrowed his eyes.

Holding hands, looking at the sky, squinting, it seems that the big men in the world like this kind of action.

Yes, this young man from the old town of Snow is a real big man.

He is the young devil that Chen Changsheng had seen in Xueling.

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