Monarch of Evernight

Emperor's Cabinet, standing on Little Purple Gold Mountain.

Little Purple Gold Mountain is the highest place in the Emperor's Landscape. It stands on the nine-story white jade stone steps of the Cabinet, and the entire Apocalypse City stretches out in all directions under its feet. The avenue opens, the energy tower cluster, and stretches out the neighborhood to the end of the horizon.

Brilliant and flourishing.

Located just south of the central palace, it is like a crossed aim, lying quietly in the heart of the city. Overlooking the sky, the palace pavilion is ups and downs, the flowers and trees help, and the snakes swim in the fog.

The rooftop and the rooftop of the rooftop are completely closed when there is no ceremony. Even those astronauts who serve the imperial chamber live only in the temple at the foot of the hill.

The afternoon sun spills over the long steps leading up to the top of the mountain, the square that houses all the Empire's valves for the World Festival, and the Nine Twenty-seven Storey Cabinet, where the heavens and the earth are as silent as a photograph that solidifies time.

The seventh floor is an open and spacious hall with floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides. There is no furniture other than a set of sofas placed at the exit of the central elevator, and it can be seen that this floor is mostly for temporary use for the intermediate break of the party.

A lounge chair on the south side of the long window, made of bamboo, has the usual style, which is the type of cooling used in the summer nas, and does not fit into the layout of the entire hall.

At this moment the sun is the most abundant time of the day, reflecting a light glow on the person's white hair on the loungers, but looking carefully, it cannot hide the ashes between the hair. The decline beneath the extremes is even more astonishing.

Suddenly a ray of sunlight shook and slowly raised an idol in the shadow of the ground, slowly condensing the shape of Hubbs.

The man looked like a living creature, standing a few meters away, quietly watching Lin Xitang sleeping on a lounge chair.

Tianjin Cabinet and beyond remain silent.

Lin Xitang did not open his eyes until the force sunflower skipped two times, and there was still a tiredness between his eyebrows that had not completely soothed. He first looked out the long window, and suddenly, if he felt anything, his eyes turned toward Habs.

Hubbs bowed slightly, "Good afternoon, Marshal Lin. ”

Lin Xitang leaned on the lounge chair and did not move. “I dare not, His Royal Highness the Blood Prince… or have already been courtesy of His Majesty the Great. ”

Hubbs smiled and shook his finger, "It's just a high-dimensional projection that can only be positioned 10 meters around the medium. Far from the power of Her Majesty Lilith, Queen of the Night. ”

The medium used to locate should refer to the old wound caused by the dripping of blood in Lin Xitang's body, yet Habs spoke lightly, which contained a power level beyond the understanding of the vast majority of people.

Even if only photography existed in legend, two-way interaction in front of it meant that there were deeper laws and manipulations of space. Compared to the daunting insight of the Lord of the Guardians, the difference between the two is as great as the difference between land blocks and enclaves.

Lin Xitang had no intention of arguing, and the power of the blood prince had always been too shallow to even understand within the blood clan and the Yongnight Parliament itself. “This is the capital of the Great Qin Emperor, the source of dawn, not even the Queen of the Night has ever been involved. ”

Hubbs laughed and said, "Is it still dawn forever? I wouldn't be here if it weren't for the void. ”

Lin Xitang glanced slightly, the bottom of his eyes flashed a hint of unconscionable chillness. The rooftop of the Cabinet is equipped with a special force matrix, which is also a virtual force. However, the Cabinet is the fundamental site of imperial astronomy, and the situation here is not only top-secret, but also limited to a few astronomical techniques. How does Habs know? Even if he did, how could he be so risky without proof?

Hubbs was a smart man, and he knew what Lin Xitang might have in mind. He had no intention of clashing with Lin Xitang on this matter and turned the subject around. "You should already know the news that there will be an opportunity to open the door to a new world in the near future. The congressional landscape may have changed considerably, as the jihad would have been triggered and the matter ceased indefinitely. ”

Lin Xitang listened quietly, the color remained cold and there was no expression.

Hubbs suddenly paused and frowned: "You can't feel the new world.” He used a positive word.

Lin Xitang said faintly: “The strength is not..."

Habs interrupted him very abruptly, “The Prophet of Everlasting Night never had a king, nor did the celestial chauffeur of the people have a king. If the millennium of your race was too short, but the Demons were born with the world, even the natural prophet did not have a king without glory. Have you never broken through, can't break through, or will you lose your planetary power once you've achieved the King? So, unwilling to break through? ”

Lin Xitang glanced at Habs for a moment and said: "Your Highness, is that what you're here for today? ”

Habs' gentle expression all converged sometime, and in the shadow of the sun, his typical ancient clan of blood appeared particularly pristine.

He took a long soothing breath and said, "I'm here to say goodbye. When the doors of the new world open, I will go, it is a call from the source that cannot be resisted. ”

Lin Xitang nodded. "Goodbye.” He will not send a message of blessing to the enemy, even if it is hypocritical.

Habs' eyes were calm, his figure faded slowly and eventually blended into the light, disappearing.

Short conversation seemed to make Lin Xitang very tired. He closed his eyes but could not sleep.

Habs revealed a lot of information in three or two sentences. Jihad never stopped inside the perpetual night camp, which was a limited number of civilized stoppages, which was by no means a good thing for the Empire, meaning that the people would once again be comprehensively contained. And that mysterious new world doesn't know what kind of change it's going to make, and when Habs talks about summoning, he uses words of origin, not blood.

In the void, a small, blood-style highway boat is slowly moving around an anchor point without any identifiable markings on the outside of the boat. The captain stood in the control room, staring at the nuclear instruments without interruption, and his face was almost nervous. This location is too close to Qin Lu, the central land of the Great Qin Empire.

The cabin door was pulled out, and a sound came in, "Back to the mother ship.” The captain recognises that it was Prince Habs' nearest servant, the Marquis of Leonard, who, if amnestied, immediately set sail at the fastest speed.

Leonard made a cup of coffee and put it in the main cabin. Hubbs sat in a large, comfortable armchair with a few pieces of crystal in his hand as a carrier, and ordinary parchment papers stacked around the corner of the table, which should have been all processed.

Neither the captain nor the crew knew why His Royal Highness came to the tide and stayed in Qin Lu and outer space for two hours, but Leonard knew. But even he couldn't tell when Habs' consciousness was leaving and when he was coming back. However, they have stayed here for a little longer and have been slightly longer than scheduled.

Leonard put the coffee cup in Habs' hand, "Your Highness, when we get back to the mother ship, we're going straight back? ”

“You go back to Twilight Continent with the mother ship. ”

“Yes.” Leonard had some accidents, but didn't ask much.

“Where is Qingyang Wang Zhang Boqian's latest location? ”

“It is only known that it is not currently in the Empire itself.” Leonard explains with embarrassment: "The latest round of mobilization on the floating side did not involve the Great King, so the whereabouts of King Zhang are not very clear.” The trail of the Heavenly King is extremely difficult to trace. If Zhang Boqin doesn't have a fixed land area to sit in, and doesn't go to war, he doesn't even necessarily know where he is.

Hubbs was not concerned about the landing war situation, and the Spikes, like the Mammons of Nana, rarely participated in the battle in the camp, most of the time on the jihad field. He nodded to say he knew.

When Linnard saw him without further instructions, he bowed down and withdrew.

The rooftop, the sun was moving slowly, and at the end of the lounge chair, a small spot of light was converging, and dusk was approaching.

The central elevator makes a gentle noise of track running, followed by a group of trained footsteps, lifting tables and chairs, placing items, and so on.

Lin Xitang did not turn back, his eyes still lingered outside the landing window for a long time, looking at the twilight rendering city. The visitor was a temple attendant specializing in his diet and living, three times a day, has been repeated for many days, so that there is no need to be familiar with it.

The elevator starts again and makes a downward roar. As usual, the servants leave after setting up the meal, silent the whole way.

Lin Xitang lifted his right palm on the armrest all the way to his eyes. In this simple motion, he made a very slow effort, such as heavy lifting. Look carefully, the pale skin is covered with an almost transparent blue color, slightly purple at the tip of the finger, like the brown ice of the frozen soil.

He grabbed his five fingers and stretched out, then pressed and held the armrest to try to stand. Suddenly, he reached out his hands and held Lin Xitang's arms and back, lifting him slowly from the lounge chair.

“Your Majesty?” Lin Xitang was surprised.

“Lin Qing is not well, and this is not the outside world. All etiquette is spared. ”

Lin Xitang turned his head and looked at the supremacy of the Empire of Daqin, dressed in samurai uniform with all the materials and styles of road goods, the atmosphere was almost vanity, it looked no different than that of the civilians walking in the streets of Didu.

The two of them sat face-to-face at a small table.

"Today Xiao Xiu came to ask about his homework and was talking about astronomy training, the meteor of the Vacant Valley Star. I suddenly remembered that Lin Qing was a servant to the prince at the beginning of the year. The first lesson was this article. ”

Lin Xitang swept the menu content and tableware regulations placed on the table without making a sound.

A quick meal, the two of them turn to the couch next to each other, and Hao Dai automatically cooks tea by hand, which is a mandatory lesson for all the children of the world. After a moment, the fragrance is brilliant, and the bright tea soup is as clear as the sky and green sky.

“The whirlpool of white fruit is boiled with the sea lotus seeds, and the effect is not to say, the flavour is excellent. ”

Lin Xitang took a sip, and a clear air went straight over his head, and then the wreckage of all limbs burst into the hot gas, stiff hands and feet seemed to start to soften slowly all day.

He warmed the teacup in his palm and suddenly asked: "The master of the East Road in the plan, His Majesty's final decision is King Linjiang or Princess Haimichang. ”

Hao watched the tea soup pour into the cup and replied plainly: "Sister Haimi.” Then he went on without shock: “The war has begun. ”

Lin Xitang shook the cup's hand and clearly trembled. Hao Emperor put a new tea in front of him.

“Please return to the North Mansion. ”

“The Chapel has been a mess lately, no one can come here, perfect for a rest. ”

“The Cabinet is an imperial place, and it has been here for almost a month, too much to break the rules. ”

“Lin Qing is not known here.

The house was silent for a while.

Hao Dai was immobile, focused on tea, drank one, put down the empty cup and stood up before saying: “Even for the sake of the Empire, Lin Qing needs to live. As far as war is concerned, one battle at a time is nothing but a number. ”

He bent down and reached out to Lin Xitang: “I'll take the teacher upstairs to rest. ”