When Jiang Xi woke up from his brief drowsiness, he was in a pile of ruins.

In the ruins of the stone altar shattered and destroyed into powder.

She touched the surroundings a few times and smiled bitterly: "I ruined another one."

The last time she destroyed the altar in the Chang'an underground palace, her awakening took time to take all the power in the altar.

This time, what was destroyed was the stone altar tempered by several generations of elder Wu Bu, or the things of elder Lansong.

Uh, a little embarrassed.

Jiang Xi touched his nose and looked at Lan Song guiltily: "That..."

"Are you okay?" Lan Song stumbled over, his robe embroidered with sun, moon and stars scattered in the ruins, shocking a piece of dust. "Luckily you're okay! Great! That's great!"

She was frightened and almost thought she would lose their witch master again.

Jiang Xi was caught by Lan Song in surprise and patted her back stiffly.

"Of course I'm fine." She smiled embarrassedly, "It's a pity that your stone altar helped me with the aftermath and accidentally ruined it..."

Lan Song didn't think about it: "If it is destroyed, it will be ruined, and you will be safe and sound."

With her help, Jiang Xi stood up from the ruins.

His legs and feet were so weak that the witch power in his body was exhausted.

Yes, if she didn't take that last look, she would still be able to escape. But she couldn't help but be curious and went to take that look.

It was also because she was lucky that she was not injured. Just take this amount of effort and raise it.

"If I hadn't looked at that," Jiang Xi murmured.

Lan Song helped Jiang Xi to sit aside and heard her subtle whisper.

"What?" Lan Song blinked in confusion with no god's eyes.

"I saw the fate of the world above the starry sky."

After Lan Song was stunned for a moment, he knelt down on one knee in front of Jiang Xi, who was sitting in a cushion and leaned against the desk. He listened to the words of the witch—

"The White Tiger will kill you, and war will begin in the northern border."

"Two new stars divide the sky, and the national fortune and energy of the Great Cloud are constantly weakening."

"Diseases, man-made disasters, war disasters, heaven's difficulties... This land is about to fall into chaos, and the world is about to be in chaos."

——This is Jiang Xi’s prediction of the world situation after observing the fate star!

If it spreads, everyone in the world will be shocked!

After all, Jiang Xi’s words were equivalent to saying that the Dayun Dynasty, which had only been founded for more than a hundred years, was about to end!

Lan Song suddenly widened his eyes: "Is there a new Emperor Star coming to the world?"

"I don't know." Jiang Xi shook his head helplessly, "I have been observing the life star for too short, and I didn't have time to see so many, but I only saw two new stars. I don't know if there is any imperial aura. What I am most certain is that the land in northern Xinjiang is about to fall into war. As Prince Netherworld said, North Vietnam will soon start a war."

Lan Song sighed long.

"This land has only been resting in peace for a hundred years."

A hundred years ago, when North Vietnam invaded, the bitter and cold land in northern Xinjiang was killed and blood flowed into a river.

The people in northern Xinjiang paid the price of hundreds of years and three generations for this, and finally made their lives improve a little. Unexpectedly, they would fall into endless war again.

"Witch Lord, what are we going to do next?"

Jiang Xi could not give an answer to Lan Song's question for a while.

Because she didn't know either.

Is it a thousand-year disaster or the people in the northern border?

Jiang Xi knew that his choice was the choice of the Jiang clan.

Similarly, her thoughts may very well change the fate of the entire Jiang clan.

"Let me think about it," she said.

Lansong said nothing.

...

Chang'an Tai Chi Palace.

Emperor Jing Yuan hasn't slept so well for a long time.

Just as Wuji Zhenren said, after hearing the news of the arrival of the new little prince, he slept all night and didn't even have a dream. The next morning court, the ministers who quietly watched his physical condition were also greeted by a spirited emperor.

Emperor Jing Yuan even felt that his exhausted spirit had been relieved in recent days.

So Emperor Jingyuan was very happy. The first thing he did when he returned to the harem was to wave his hand. Concubine Zhao was promoted to Zhao Zhaoyi with a contribution to Longzi.

The concubines in the harem, one queen, four queen, nine concubines, twenty-seventh generation wife, eighty-one imperial wife.

Previously, Concubine Zhao was ranked as the third rank of Concubine Jie of the 27th generation.

Now she has become the Zhaoyi of the Nine Concubines! The second-rank!

Now the position of the queen is empty, and there are only three of the four concubines left. In other words, Zhao Zhaoyi, who was promoted, is the fourth person in Dayun's harem!

The harem was shaken, and the wind was heard everywhere. I don’t know how many tea cups were broken into the hands of the harem women who were jealous.

Moreover, what everyone values ​​more is the sentence - having a dragon son!

Zhao Zhaoyi is pregnant? As soon as he got pregnant, his Majesty confirmed that he was a dragon son?

Although countless concubines secretly cursed Zhao Zhaoyi that he could not give birth to a dragon son, the fact that Zhao Zhaoyi asked His Majesty to invite Wuji Zhenren who lived in Changsheng that day was long ago unable to hide it and slowly spread it.

Within one day, Wuji Zhenren became a hot person in the harem. Even the afternoon after Emperor Jingyuan slept, he called Wuji Zhenren into the palace and sat for a while.

Wuji Zhenren said goodbye to Emperor Jing Yuan and left. Under the guidance of the eunuch, he did not leave the palace smoothly, but was led to a deep and cold remote palace.

The yard outside the hall was overgrown with weeds, obviously for a long time.

The Tai Chi Palace is too big, and there are mostly similar palaces.

He was suddenly attracted to this place, and Wuji Zhenren didn't care much, so he raised his foot and stepped into the open door of the main hall.

In the darkness that is so rich that it cannot be dissolved, a figure stands with his back to Wuji Real Man.

The hall was filled with fresh smell of blood, like the smell of damp and rotten after a heavy rain.

Wuji Zhenren frowned, and sure enough, a dead body appeared in the corner of the palace.

He was a naughty and pretty little palace maid. She was only twelve or thirteen years old, but she was easily strangled to death in a remote palace at the age of Ruhua. A ferocious hole broke into her neck, and the blood would no longer flow out because her blood had been sucked dry.

"Didn't the black robe make you keep a low profile recently?" Wuji Zhenren said unhappy.

"She bumped into it herself." The man turned around and licked the blood on the corner of his mouth innocently.

Wuji Zhenren's face was heavy.

"Why? I'm not going to take me seriously after becoming a celebrity in front of His Majesty?"

"Don't dare."

The man hummed: "Han robe has something to do recently?"

Wuji Zhenren nodded a little annoyed: "The things he has planned for many years are likely to fail."

“How likely?”

“…90%.”

The man tsk twice and Liang Bo said, "What happens if he fails?"

"Probably... will die."

No, you will definitely die.

If the Jiang clan witch master returned to his position, the betrayer, Hei Pao, would never have survived the blood punishment.

"Then abandon him."

Wuji Zhenren heard a sound that was as cold as a knife.

"Anyway, it's all useless things, so I'll abandon them."

Wuji Zhenren was silent, not sure whether it was against or to agree.

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Chapter completed!