Dao Sequence (1/2)

Si Qingyan left from the Forbidden City.

He had no intention of staying for too long, and the things he left behind were enough for the cats to live well.

The moment he broke through the air and left, countless memories flowed out from the palace walls.

Ayun, dressed in the queen's court dress, acted decisively, standing on the city wall, with a long spear like a dragon, killing many soldiers attacking the wall.

In this world, cold weapons are ultimately inferior to guns and cannons.

A large flower of blood bloomed on her chest, and before falling from the city wall, she glanced at Nan Qiao.

Endless nostalgia and loneliness.

At this moment, how much she hoped that Nan Qiao would survive...

When she first entered the palace, her family and elders hoped that she could be a good queen and control the naughty and lazy young emperor. Years of support and sharing weal and woe finally ended at this moment.

She hoped that he would surrender for the time being like Li Houzhu.

He was still young, he didn't like to deal with government affairs, he hadn't played enough, and he didn't want to be an emperor.

He had other choices, and it would be best if he could live one day at a time and live like Adou who was happy and didn't miss Shu.

The familiar bright yellow color followed her.

She vaguely saw the hands they held firmly on the wedding day.

When they drank the wedding wine, they were nervous and curious.

They were together forever, sharing life and death.

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Nan Qiao has always been annoyed with Ayun. He was able to endure her dominance probably because her mother's family was powerful.

He couldn't beat her, and scolding her was too vulgar.

He had to endure the queen he chose even if he had to kneel down.

The queen's fate after being deposed was very miserable. Although Ayun was a little vicious, it was impossible for him to depose her because of such a small matter. Unless she wanted to kill the king and really put the blade into his body and took his life, she would become a deposed queen.

She was always angry.

Most of the time it was because Nan Qiao was not doing her job properly, and sometimes it was because of other people.

Compared with the queen, other concubines were so likable. Rong Fei was beautiful, Shu Fei was gentle, Ning Fei was talented, Jing Fei could play the piano, and the emperor of a country had all kinds of beauties he wanted.

However, if he didn't see her cold face for a day, he would feel a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps it was because the queen was too important in other aspects.

In the first few years, she helped to sort and approve the memorials. Nan Qiao was used to ordering her around, and over time, they also developed the ability to communicate with each other.

Among the many concubines, Nan Qiao liked Rong Fei the most. She was so beautiful that anyone who saw her would be moved. She was also cute, like a cat, and a little spoiled. If there was no Ayun, Rong Fei would be the queen... I guess they could still play together. But thinking about it this way always feels strange. It seems that Ayun was born to be the queen, and no one else is suitable for this position.

Later he had a child. He held Ayun's daughter in his hands like a pearl. He treated Rong Fei's son coldly for the court, the harem, and the child's life.

Who knew that the child was so fragile. He regretted very much that he didn't hold her more often.

Seeing Rong Fei lost her soul and hysterical, he was also heartbroken and regretful. As time went by, she was restless and he began to feel tired. Maybe he should let her be quiet.

Later, Ayun and Rong Fei were as close as if they were wearing the same pants.

Rong Fei looked at him with calm and indifferent eyes.

Nan Qiao sighed secretly.

In this life, Ayun was already in his heart, and he could only feel guilty towards Rong Fei.

When she was dying of illness, he did not even look at her.

Ayun had grown into his bones and melted into his blood, inseparable.

When Ayun died, he subconsciously followed her.

We cannot stay together in this life, but we can only hope to meet again in the next life.

Two shadows floated out from the corpse on the ground. The two people wearing the emperor and empress's court robes stood on the city wall, holding hands and standing side by side.

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General Mo died defending the city.

He would rather die than surrender, and his bones were piled up like a mountain.

His head was also cut off, but his body was still standing.

It was pouring rain, and his soul was still standing at the palace gate.

The death of others was similar, all of them died for the country. The imperial chef died later. He specialized in cooking for important people. He lived to be over 30 years old. He poisoned the foreign generals who invaded the palace that year, and then returned to the palace to die calmly.

Thunder was like a net, smashing down.

Those souls wandering around the palace were drawn into the palace walls one after another.

Many years later, there were many tourists and it was another rainy day. Thunder reappeared, and the souls swallowed into the palace walls reappeared, entered the cat's body, and started a new life again.

Si Qingyan thought about it and felt that they did not go to reincarnation. It was probably a magnetic field problem caused by thunder and lightning. Of course, it was also inseparable from the Forbidden City.

He looked at this world from a distance, memorized its coordinates, and randomly chose a direction to go.

After leaving this world, there was a desolate area around.

Occasionally seeing some worlds, observing them, and not having the desire to enter, he continued to move forward.

There are often many interesting things happening in the universe. In addition to some giant beasts that can live in the void, there are also some floating objects.

For example, the carriage in front of him.

The white-bone dragon dragged the crystal coffin and seemed to be walking in a certain direction, not slow.

Si Qingyan was tired, so he decided to take a ride.

He sat cross-legged between the two horns of the white-bone dragon and practiced by the way.

The white-bone dragon flew a little faster than him, passing through countless worlds on the way. Seeing that the place he was going to was becoming more and more desolate and dead, Si Qingyan hesitated a little, and finally decided to join in the fun.

In addition to the white-bone dragon, you can also encounter other coffins on the road.

Some are coffins pulled by Pegasus, and some are coffins pulled by phoenixes. All of them are majestic and imposing.

Of course, without exception, no living creatures appeared along the way.

The ride probably took several months before the giant white bone dragon stopped.

In front of him are endless withered graves, and those coffins are all stuck in this part of the sky. There are no stars and no world nearby, only the boundless black land.

Si Qingyan dug around and found that the soil was very solid and could not be taken away, so he stopped trying.

There was no sound in the huge cemetery.

Si Qingyan shuttled among the many coffins to see if she recognized any.

"Young little protoss, what are you looking for?"

A hoarse voice sounded.

Si Qingyan turned around and saw a red-eyed crow perched on a coffin, tilting its head and looking over.

"What is this place?"

"People outside call this place the Black Death Forbidden Land, but I prefer its original name - Shenhuang." The color of the crow's feathers is very dark, and he speaks in a measured and powerful manner.

"Oh." Seeing that it was looking forward to it, Si Qingyan cooperated and agreed.

"All things have life and death. Before they die, the strong men of all races will gather their clothes, lie down in a coffin, and then be led to the wilderness of the gods."

"New creatures need fertilizer. These are good supplements. Those corpses cannot be digested by their original world, so Shenhuang will recycle them."

After Crow explained, he was disappointed when he saw that Si Qingyan had no reaction at all, and asked again and again:

"What world are you from?"

"How do you walk alone in the universe?"

"Why is Shenhuang's power ineffective against you?"

Si Qingyan didn't know either and returned a confused look.

Crow was even more disappointed.

It's not easy to meet a living creature in Shenhuang, but he doesn't like to talk.

"How about you stay here with me? I won't let you suffer. Those corpses are often accompanied by some strange magical objects, which can destroy the world."

The power of Shenhuang is very terrifying and can corrupt everything. Those things that are not corruptible are naturally the top divine objects in the entire universe.

Although Crow didn't know how this guy got in, he hoped to impress him.

Countless years of loneliness are driving it crazy.

"You can't leave here?" Si Qingyan stretched out her hand.

The crow fluttered its wings and landed on Si Qingyan's arm.

"I am the consciousness born from the power of the gods, that is, the aggregation of the powers of the gods, and I can never leave this world."

"The tide is coming."

The crow suddenly looked into the distance, his eyes dull.

Si Qingyan saw a silvery white light in the sky.

The light and shadow are like ocean waves, coming this way.

It penetrated everything, leaving only nothingness wherever it passed.

Those luxurious carriage frames and mysterious coffins all disappeared.

A circular shield floated around the crow, protecting Si Qingyan inside.

"Although you can resist the erosion of Shenhuang, you can't stop the power of the tide."

Si Qingyan's expression was indeed serious.

The power of tides is too mysterious to be real. It also has no properties of any kind.

After about three moments, the tide disappeared.

On the dark wasteland, some dark things were left. It looks similar to scrap metal, but it contains powerful power.

"If you stay with me, it's all yours."

"It's fine to stay for a few days. If time goes by, I'll have to leave." Si Qingyan touched the crow's feathers and found that they felt very good, so she plucked them from beginning to end.

The crow's body is composed of the unique power of Shenhuang. The power of decay and eternity are intertwined, which is very special.

"Then try to stay as long as possible."

The crow lowered his head, very depressed.

It spread its wings and flew to the place where the tide had flowed before, picked up the things on the ground and handed them to Si Qingyan.

"There's no point in keeping it, I'll give it to you."

Si Qingyan put away the materials and smoothed its hair, but was thinking about how to take it away.

Crows have a close connection with Shenhuang. It should be impossible to take them all away, but it should not be difficult to take away part of their consciousness.

Shenhuang is indeed not fun. Apart from the constant stream of corpses, there is nothing new.

Si Qingyan walked around for a few days and saw many new corpses. When he left, he left behind some electronic products with super long-lasting power. Although there is no Internet connection here, the stored stand-alone games, novels, and comics should be enough for Crow to read for a long time.

And maybe we can take it out.

Si Qingyan had already gathered up a feather, wrapped it with the power of the immortal demon flame, sat on a bronze chariot, and drove out. The drivers are two machine beasts. The energy has not been exhausted and the speed is not slow. The brothers who were sleeping in the chariot have been turned into nothingness by the tide.

The crow rested on Si Qingyan's shoulder, and it was reluctant to stop until the chariot reached the edge of the sacred wilderness.

For Si Qingyan, the road is smooth and the crow can't get out no matter what.

Fortunately, the feather was brought out safe and sound.

The chariot ran far away again. Si Qingyan took out the feather and removed the demonic flames. The feather immediately turned into a small black crow, shouting proudly.

Thunderclouds suddenly rolled in the sky, surrounding Si Qingyan and the little crow.

Si Qingyan has been struck by lightning quite a few times. Traveling in the sea of ​​thunder is just like going home.

The crow had never suffered like this before and kept screaming.

This is just a ray of consciousness separated by the crow. Even if it is destroyed, it will not cause much harm to the main body.

Si Qingyan still allocated part of his strength to protect it.

The thunder seemed to be angered, turned from purple gold to blood color, and smashed down like destroying the sky and the earth. There were countless terrifying creatures in it, and it seemed that raising its claws could completely annihilate the void where Si Qingyan was.

Among the things Si Qingyan brought out was a small tripod. After it became bigger and turned upside down, it had good defense and could absorb the power of thunder and lightning.

"We are all peace-loving races and will never destroy the balance of the universe."

The thunder seemed endless, Si Qingyan pointed to the sky and swore.

The crows also cried.

A huge eye appeared in the void and suddenly looked at Si Qingyan.

Si Qingyan was not afraid and looked at it calmly.

A light fell from the Thunder Eye and attached to Si Qingyan's forehead.

Soon, the thunder dissipated.

Si Qingyan found a small mirror, looked at it, and found that there was an extra thunder vertical line on his forehead.

In his perception, it seemed like an eye.

When it opens, something very scary will happen.

A mysterious voice came from the void:

"The universe is vast, and there are many worlds. It is difficult to take care of them all. From now on, you are the quasi-agent of the punishment of the Great Dao. Use the power of thunder carefully to maintain the balance of the universe."

"The Great Dao already has ten quasi-agents, and you are the eleventh."

"The final winner will shoulder the responsibility of protecting the entire universe."

"Grow up early, the universe is not a peaceful place."

There are only Si Qingyan with a vigilant face and the crow who is confused.

"Brother, you are still awesome. When you become the final winner, can you get me out of the Godly Wasteland?"

Since the crow got the good medicine sent by Si Qingyan to kill time, it has regarded Si Qingyan as its elder brother. Although it has a long lifespan, it has always stayed in the Godly Wasteland where there are no living creatures, and its temperament is very simple.

"Aren't you getting you out now?" Si Qingyan flicked the crow's head.

"That's different..."

The chariot and the mechanical beast had been struck by lightning and turned into slag. Si Qingyan no longer chose a peaceful and weak world like before, but chose a big world filled with blood.

He has learned the meaning of sequence.

In a life-and-death battle, the winner will advance. With one more sequence, the authority of the previous sequences will be divided. By defeating other sequencers, you can gather the power given by the avenue and become the only king. Si Qingyan certainly has no determination to be the king, but he doesn't want to be defeated.

Since the previous sequences were born earlier than Si Qingyan and are more powerful, the avenue has set up a hundred-year protector for the newcomer. Within a hundred years, other avenue quasi-agents will not find Si Qingyan's location.

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