For some unknown reason, Yeluxie had always disliked the emperor's dragon robe. Among the three continents, he was probably the only unreliable emperor who dared to wear simple casual clothes even when he went to court.
At this moment, he was wearing a rose-red gown, covered with a black gauze coat embroidered with dark gold blessing characters. The broken hair on his forehead was tied up, and after being combed with the sticky juice of narcissus, he was neatly buckled with the golden nine
A crown with phoenix and dragon, silk ribbons on the corners of the crown and some black hair hanging down to the chest.
He was sitting on a bright golden chair, with his head slightly lowered and focused on the table. His cold eyebrows marked a line of indifference on his smooth forehead, which was completely different from the active and dexterous manner in the past.
There is a parchment roll on the table, with some obscure patterns densely drawn on it. Only a few interlaced red and white flags can barely tell that it is a military map.
The huge front hall was solemn and solemn, and there was no one except him. The gorgeous golden dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, adding a nobility that cannot be blasphemed. The heavy gold and red curtains swayed gently, and a long wind blew over his tip.
Pointed jaw.
As if sensing something, Yeluxie was stunned for a moment, his originally focused eyes turned slightly, and suddenly he raised his head, his twinkling eyes flashing with fierce light.
In the main hall, the white marble floor is shiny and clean, and is finely carved with lifelike blessing patterns. The value of just one piece can make an ordinary person's family worry about it for the rest of his life.
In the originally empty and spacious hall, I don't know when there was an extra person.
It was a tall man, wearing snow-colored white clothes, with a jade ring hanging around his waist, and a strange-looking hood on his head. Layers of white tulle covered his face, covering his face tightly.
, no trace of it.
"Yelucheng." He called out, his voice like trickling water, moist and soft: "Do you know who I am?"
Yelu Xie smiled. On his beautiful face, his unique eyes shone brightly. He lazily leaned back on the chair, crossed his legs, and had a lazy and casual attitude. "The Holy Son of the Southern Territory is here.
Have I missed you so far?"
The man in white clearly heard his sarcasm, but he didn't take it to heart. The army of the Holy Son of the Southern Region and the army of Dongshang were having a hand-to-hand fight in Chihua Town. As the leaders of their opponents, the two of them were familiar with each other.
, it’s not unusual for Yelu Xie to be able to identify him at a glance.
"I have heard for a long time that the Holy Son has extraordinary abilities and can come and go to various places at will. I originally thought it was an exaggeration, but now I realize that I am ignorant." Yeluxie's tone still had a lazy smile, and he was surprised by this sudden change.
When the enemy leader appeared, his performance was outstanding, without any trace of panic or surprise.
The man in white chuckled softly, "Yelucheng, you don't need to speak these official words in front of me, right?"
Under the words, the two of them seemed to be very familiar with each other.
Yeluxie shrugged and made a so-called expression: "Okay, first tell me what you are here for?"
"I said I came to kill you, do you believe me?"
"I don't believe it." Yeluxie answered very simply, without even the slightest hesitation. He answered almost as soon as the man in white finished speaking.
The man in white continued to chuckle: "Why?"
"Then why do you want to kill me?" Yeluxie cleverly put a spin on the question, and his smile suddenly turned weird: "Feng Yun, you don't have to pretend, I know you will never be able to kill me."
The man in white didn't feel annoyed at all when he was called Feng Yun. Instead, he raised the corners of his lips in an interesting way, and his voice revealed a hint of ridicule: "Your trump card is just something from twenty-two years ago. It has been stored for so many years.
Don’t you find it troublesome?”
"Why should I bother with something that can save my life?" Yeluxie raised his lips provocatively with a charming smile. "As long as that thing is here, you can't kill me for the rest of your life. How can I not keep such a good thing?"
Feng Yun was silent.
"Holy Son of the Southern Territory, what a majestic name." Yeluxie closed his twinkling eyes, and his sense of ridicule rose instead of falling: "I didn't expect that after so many years, not only did you not die, but you also made a good profit.
This title is really gratifying and congratulatory.”
Feng Yun still didn't speak. Yeluxie became a little impatient while singing a one-man show, and Erlang bounced his legs: "Tell me, what is it that bothers a holy son like you to come in person?"
Feng Yun finally smiled. The hanging cicada-wing gauze of the hood moved slightly, and seemed to raise his face. Behind the veil, a pair of eyes with the same twinkling eyes, like jade, slowly swept across Yeluxie's face, but it was strange.
Without any murderous intention, he paused for a while and said slowly: "I'm here to ask you for a favor from twenty-two years ago."
Hearing Feng Yun's words "twenty-two years ago", Yeluxie's expression seemed to change quickly, but he soon calmed down and nodded seriously: "That's right, I am here.
It’s been twenty-two years, it’s better to go back as soon as possible, so that I won’t have to worry about this damn thing all the time. You know, I don’t like to owe people favors.”
Feng Yun looked at him indifferently. When he didn't speak, he was as white as snow and as holy as a snow crystal statue. However, Yeluxie knew that the holiness of the man in front of him was just something floating on the surface. What kind of person was he really?
What it looks like, no one has ever known.
"Tell me, what do you want?" Yeluxie narrowed his eyes and said jokingly: "If you want me to be a Dongshang, it's better not to say it."
Feng Yun shook his head slightly, his voice suddenly became ethereal, and his whole person seemed to be separated by a layer of thick fog for an instant, "Don't worry, I won't ask for your Dongshang. On the contrary, if you return the favor I asked for, my army will
We will exit Dongshang territory immediately."
"Oh." Hearing such good news, Yeluxie didn't look happy at all. He seemed to have guessed that the more wonderful the guarantee, the harder it would be to give what Feng Yun wanted, and perhaps only he could give it.
thing.
His eyes moved slightly, Yeluxie said slowly: "What do you want?"
Feng Yun smiled faintly: "You are right in your guess. What I want is indeed something that only you can give. Moreover, I am asking for you, for me, and for others."
After a pause, he said slowly: "I want one of your eyes."