Chapter 1105 Xianxia Is a Bit Salty (19)

When the first emperor was dying, in his will, he ordered all his children to be imprisoned, and no one should have any more descendants.

In addition to the first emperor, the Xuan family also had many princes, and they specially selected the noble prince from among the princes, because the noble prince had no enmity with Xuanlin at all.

"Immortal, if you still have resentment, then please come to me alone. The blood of a sinner is flowing in my body, and the others are innocent. Please enlighten me." The queen kowtowed to the ground without raising her head at all.

Xuan Lin's thin lips curved into a sneer.

At this point, the emperor of the Xuan clan let the queen stay here, without any intention of showing his face.

This queen, placed in the position of this queen, is used to let him kill to vent his anger, so as not to make trouble with other bloodlines of the Xuan surname.

Xuan surname, Xuan surname, such indifferent blood flows from the bones, why does such a bloodline have to live in this world?

"Get up." Xuan Lin said quietly.

The queen didn't dare to get up, a gust of wind swept her around, and there was some red light in front of her eyes, which seemed to be white light.

A sword light that opened up the world shone from her eyes.

Rumbling, it was the loud sound of the earth cracking.

When the queen opened her eyes blankly, the palace looked like a sliced ​​watermelon in front of her, neatly divided into two halves from the middle.

The palace collapsed suddenly, the courtiers and maids in the palace ran away with their heads in their arms, and the courtiers who had been huddled in the Zhenghe Palace were in a mess.

"The Son of Heaven! The Son of Heaven is dead!"

The palace people screamed, and the whole palace was in chaos.

The queen stood aside, heartbroken.

Wearing a gray robe, Xuan Lin's body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of blood. Originally, he was wearing a Taoist robe with a long sword on his back, like a bright moon in the sky. of

But now, with a sword.

All the bloodlines of the Xuan surname in the entire palace were cut off, and the fate of the entire Xuan Kingdom was also cut off from this moment.

"It's over..." the queen murmured.

"Yes, it's over." Xia Ling stood beside Xuan Lin, looking at the devastation.

Her gaze crossed the palace and looked further away.

Within the territory where Xuan Kingdom is located, rivers burst their embankments, earthquakes and plagues, and sky fires descended.

"Brother..." Xia Ling called softly.

"How?" Xuan Lin turned his head slowly.

He seemed to move very slowly, and his eyes were bloodshot.

From Xia Ling, she could see the shadowy black energy on Xuan Lin's body.

The disaster caused by the rupture of the national destiny, and the resentment of ordinary people, all fell on Xuan Lin the moment the disaster came.

Xia Ling: "You... are too reckless."

"Really? Too reckless?" Xuan Lin smiled. He looked at Xia Ling with a complicated smile.

On his forehead, there was a black and white vertical eye.

Three eyes stared at Xia Ling at the same time.

I could feel something melting in my body, under the gaze of Xuanlin's third eye, Xia Ling's transformation technique shrouded in a faint white light, and then... transformed into her original appearance.

"Master, it's really hard work for you." Xuan Lin twitched the corner of his mouth.

Xia Ling was a little stiff.

With a snap, a jade pendant fell out of her Qiankun bag.

Zhenjun Erlang's third eye can see through all the tracks in this world.

When seeing this familiar jade pendant, Xuan Lin's originally stiff expression was really numb.

He saw many marks on the jade pendant, and he couldn't even deceive himself.

Xia Xia, the Xia Xia he thought had been helping him all the time, claiming to be the remnant soul of a loose immortal who failed to cross the catastrophe, and hoped that he could help her revive Xia Xia.

In fact, he was the same person as Duan Xi who raped him.