At this time, the obviously young eyes had a look of vicissitudes.

Flying snow falls from the sky.

The biting wind rolled up a pale snow dragon, crossing the valley under his feet, and then heading far away, revealing a desolate and wilderness.

He sat here alone, feeling a loneliness that others could not understand.

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind him.

Qin Huai held an umbrella and came behind him, with fanaticism flashing in his beautiful eyes.

She looked at the figure in the snow, half-kneeled on the ground, and said respectfully: "Young Master, what you said is the scorching earth and the abnormal scene of all seasons appearing in the eastern mountainous areas."

Xia Ji responded and then stood up.

This is a piece of information he obtained in the world of fortune-telling, a way to successfully cast Zhurong.

Zhu Rong's Pangu bones had the strange cursed aura of forty people. He had been unable to transform and could not analyze the substance.

Now he still cannot analyze the curse breath left by the forty people, but he found a way to integrate this curse breath into Zhurong as a whole and make it Zhurong's combat power.

That is to use the dragon fire of Mount Tai for forging.

But the dragon fire is changeable, and even in the world of fortune-telling, it is impossible to prepare to explore.

In other words, the Black Dragon Mount Tai itself is a very mysterious place, and everything inside is in absolute change, which is nothing for ordinary people, but for Xia Ji, he saw that "even in the future, the Black Dragon Mount Tai will change forever."

In short, even if Xia Ji uses hexagrams to imitate the world one thousand times and ten thousand times, there will still be deviations.

Therefore, he asked some of the only dragon servants left in Mount Tai to observe the "the earth is scorching and the abnormal scenery of the four seasons" to judge the time when the dragon fire gushed out.

Because the black dragon is sleeping and has weak luck, there are only seven black dragon servants who can exist.

Xia Ji now needs to spend some time building an executor who can execute his will.

The situation in the world may not be much for ordinary people now.

But for him, it was the peace before the storm, walking towards the abyss.

Whoosh ~

He mentioned Qinhuai, flew into the sky, and quickly headed towards the eastern mountainous area.

Mount Tai is very big.

About half an hour later, the two of them slowly landed on the ground.

It was a pool of mountain springs. It was hot in the cold winter weather, but the pool was still frozen before.

Not far away, there is a silent extinct volcano.

Xia Ji took a look and knew that the dragon fire here was active.

He put down Qin Huai and said, "Stay away from here, I will not be allowed to order you, and you will not be allowed to get close."

"Yes, young master."

Qinhuai and two other dragon servants beside the hot spring pool responded respectfully and left.

Xia Ji took a look at the extinct volcano, and in a graceful figure, he entered the crater of the extinct volcano.

The volcano is an extinct volcano, and the crater has long been "healed".

Xia Ji directly summoned the puppet Gonggong and ordered: "If there is magma leak, you can block the cooling with ice."

The petite blue-eyed girl answered, grabbed a pair of daggers and stood at the crater, and was on duty seriously.

Xia Ji stepped directly into the void bubble and sank down.

The bubbles and the mountain completely overlap each other, facing in parallel.

It's just slow.

A day later, Xia Ji felt that he had entered the ground, so he burned the black fire and came out of the bubble. He had been here many times in the world of hexagrams.

The reason why I use void bubbles is that I am afraid of directly causing a volcanic eruption.

The earth fire here is dragon fire. Once it explodes, the consequences will be very serious.

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Black fire burned all over his body, and all matter was swallowed up quickly.

He kept falling down like this, and when he fell for about thirty or forty kilometers, he felt the heat.

Underground, a magma river made of dragon fire was rushing, showing a hot, dazzling and irritating smell in the dark.

Xia Ji's clothes were burned out, but his body was intact.

He observed the surroundings, selected a place where he could barely stand, grabbed the Pangu skeleton that had merged with the "forty people's curse" from the void, and began to recast the puppet Zhurong.

In the future, the puppet will be an important executor of his will, just like a meteor, a demon, a witch, a dragon son, a dragon servant

At this time, in the snow-covered palace, Lu Zhi was standing under the eaves of the glass-wrinkled roof in a golden cloak.

When the winter wind blows, a splash of white snow dust flies down and turns into a curtain hanging on the ground.

Behind the curtain, a pair of autumn-like almond eyes were looking at the scenery in the distance.

Lu Zhi looked cold and only felt gentle when she turned her head, because there was a crow standing on her shoulder, as dark as empty as the void.

The palace is now divided into two halves.

As the emperor, Liu Datianwang and his real wife, Concubine Qi, were in the front palace.

The harem belongs to Lu Zhi completely.

Even if King Liu wanted to come to the harem, he needed to get permission from Lu Zhi.

However, King Liu would not come, unless it was a major event in some countries and the matter of enthroning the crown prince, he would come to ask Lu Zhi for questions.

But Lu Zhi's idea is very simple, and she cannot agree to the descendant of Liu Datianwang becoming the crown prince.

She hopes that she can have a child and then let this child be the prince. After all, the current country seems to be in the hands of King Liu, but in fact it is in her hands.

Even if she has no children, she hopes that a child she raised will become the prince.

This morning, King Liu talked about this matter again, but she refused again.

This summer, Lu Zhi returned to the imperial capital.

She carefully planned and cultivated her confidant, thinking only about what her husband said, "The big change is about to start, how long can it take to be delayed."

According to her, something big will happen soon.

But she waited for half a year but didn't wait for anything.

Peace on earth, the change of the new and old dynasties has been perfectly completed.

What made her even more at ease was that the nightmare that had been in trouble for a long time disappeared.

Although she still couldn't get Qinglong's response, she felt relieved.

Yes, even if the land with luck is at its peak, it will definitely be resolved even if it encounters foreign invasions.

I think Qinglong or Mr. has already dealt with those crises?

Lu Zhi, who was relieved, began to think randomly.

Based on her message before leaving, she vaguely guessed that her husband was in Mount Tai, Heilong

Then, if she wants to go to Mount Heilong and Mount Tai if she wants to go to the spring.

At least she must confess that she hopes her husband can give her a child.

She wants to make this child the emperor and hopes that this child can accompany her.

Watch the snow.

Silent.

Until dusk, the snow has just cleared.

In the dim light, the eunuchs and palace maids hurriedly, and the red lanterns shone out in rows of figures passing by.

In the palace, the incense of the warmer stove and the clouds and smoke are curling, exuding a kind of reassuring luxury.

The ancient round window frames the white plum blossoms outside the hall, which are like a proud work of painting and painting.

The door was pushed open, and the rows of palace maids were holding plates and entering carefully in accordance with etiquette.

The exquisite and luxurious porcelain plates are filled with fresh fruits and freshly baked pastries.

The fragrance fills the world and warms people, isolating the coldness of the cold winter.

Under the service of the palace maid, Lu Zhi took off her clothes and went to the bath.

The mist was flying, and the white veil moved lightly.

The delicate and noble body slowly sank into the hot water with red flowers.

The tender and relaxed, and the slender five fingers scoop up the water with floating petals and poured it on yourself.
To be continued...