Chapter 4712

And Jian Wushuang is also curious about how this so-called childe correction has so much energy?

You know, this is not a team that can be formed by inviting people to dinner, but a large army of 15 Yan immortals and more than 1000 ancestors.

Being able to pull out such a team seems to be determined to kill his brother.

It's no wonder that the little emperor put out cruel words to kill the childe in his sleep.

If it weren't for the unparalleled sword, he would be doomed and had already fallen in Jingchuan.

However, if there was no sword unparalleled, he would not necessarily go to Jingchuan, nor would all this happen.

"Are you so sure that it's his second younger brother childe's correction?" Jian Wushuang asked again.

Chen Qingning frowned, and then shook his head slightly, "it's not sure, but there's a lot of suspicion. After all, after the little emperor ascended this position, their seven CHILDES began to fight."

Jian matchless nodded, and then said in surprise, "wait, seven childe?"

Chen Qing nodded, "there are seven sons under the throne of emperor zhenwuyang, namely, childe Yan, childe Jiu, childe Yu, childe Qian, childe Mo, childe Hua, childe Lin."

"The little emperor, named childe Yan, is also the eldest brother of the other six sons."

Jian Wushuang listened to Chen Qing's reason, nodded, looked at the little emperor who was half leaning on the deck not far away and was still in a coma, and couldn't help sighing that the eldest brother actually mixed up and was intercepted by his younger brother. As expected, the eldest brother was not easy to be.

He knew there must be a reason for this. At the same time, he recalled the conditions he had been forced to agree in the bronze hall.

The first condition is to help him ascend the throne within 70 years.

But at the thought of the childe who had not met each other, he felt the terrible means, and Jian Wushuang inexplicably felt a burst of head enlargement.

"Why should they kill the little emperor?" Although he knew in his heart that xiaodijun was not a good man, Jian Wushuang still asked curiously.

Chen Qing's face again floated a wry smile, "I'm afraid it's inconvenient to say this. The things involved are more secret and complex."

Jian Wushuang nodded. When he just wanted to respond, the thin purple robe slowly came over, as if there was no joy or sorrow on his old cheek in a moment.

"There's nothing inconvenient to say. You should also know some secrets when you save xiaodijun many times." The thin purple robe spoke softly.

"The childe Yan encountered an accident when he was young, his foundation was destroyed, and he had long been unable to practice, but his emperor father zhenwuyang emperor was particularly fond of him, and because he was the eldest son, he finally let him sit in the position of the little emperor, but the six sons born one after another, each of whom was extremely talented and powerful, naturally would not be convinced of the little emperor."

"To become a small emperor means the inclination of all resources in the whole heaven."

"As a result, the inevitable battle has continued to this day."

After hearing the brief description of the thin purple robe, Jian Wushuang sighed in his heart. It turned out that he was involved in such a chaotic thing, and I didn't know whether it was joy or sadness.

At the same time, he also keenly perceived that the appearance of the thin purple robe, which was eager to speak and stopped, must be the most secret thing hidden.

However, Jian Wushuang didn't want to ask any more. In his opinion, now he didn't have too much connection with xiaodijun and others. Naturally, it's meaningless to investigate too deeply.

Leaving the broken Jingchuan Tianyu, Jian Wushuang and others did not return along the previous huge sea, but left in another direction.

After all, it would be really a big trouble if there was another existence under the huge sea that was even more terrible than the giant sea sky chapter.

Under the control of the thin purple robe, the huge ship floated in the vast void of Yan force and shuttled rapidly. It took twice as long as before to rush back to the six day realm.

This made the sword unparalleled scold the little emperor again in his heart.

Returning to the six days realm, this great voyage was completed in less than ten years, but the strange twists and turns experienced by Jian Wushuang still made him have a preliminary understanding of this Dayan universe.

Just a corner of the sky was so terrible, but it was only a tiny chestnut for Dayan Huan. He couldn't think of anything else to happen later, so he had to take a step by step.

After returning to the six days realm, the thin purple robe and Chen Qing kept holding the little emperor back to the big solitary sky for a moment.

Although the little Gu Tian and the big Gu Tian were given to Jian Wushuang by him, Jian Wushuang has not been there once.

A layer of watery enchantment was swung open, and jianwushuang and Chunqiu also entered it later.

At first glance, I saw it as if I had entered an untouched primitive forest, and the extreme green was the main color of the whole great solitary sky.

All kinds of exotic flowers and grasses are blooming on the earth, and the breath of life is extremely strong in the wild forest, which is almost thousands of feet high.

This is not the most shocking place, but in the center of the great solitary sky, there stands a huge tree like a giant pillar.

The stout main branches were geometrically wide, and the dark green crown above the head was like a cloud hanging from the sky, almost covering the entire sky of the great solitary sky.

It seems that the whole ecological system of Dugu Tian is close to this giant tree.

The thin old man in purple robe, who was still in a coma, swept to the crown of the huge tree.

"Brother Jian, please follow us." Chen Qing arched his hands slightly, then paused under his feet, and his body galloped forward.

Looking at the huge tree in front of him, Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate. Under his feet, he flew.

With a foot in the mist like cloud, there was a soft touch under his feet. Jian Wushuang looked around again, and then slowly walked forward.

On the canopy of this huge tree, there is an elegant warm Pavilion.

Spring and autumn do not want to enter it, so it is convenient to warm the pavilion and wait for the sword outside.

Walking into the warm Pavilion, I saw a bed made of unknown material in the center.

The little emperor was placed on the ground, and his complexion immediately became much more stable, and the cold sweat on his temples also stopped the outflow.

If you look closely, you can see that countless powerful breath of life, such as silk and thread, converge into the bed in the air, and then constantly moisturize and repair his body.

Jian Wushuang guessed that this special bed should have an inseparable relationship with the boundary tree of Dugu Tian.

Looking at the little emperor's expression gradually stabilized, Chen Qing and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang stopped for a moment and left the warm Pavilion slowly.

Outside the warm Pavilion, Chunqiu was alone, staring at this side of the world in a daze. When he came out, he withdrew his thoughts, forced a smile and said, "brother Jian."