Father and son are related, monarch and ministers are righteous.

Even if there are thousands of reasons, how can I hurt you!

Do you know who my lord is?

Si Xueyi's words exploded in Si Xueqing's mind like thunder. He looked at Si Xueyi's ferocious right hand, and his whole body was in a daze.

"Be careful. I'll help you heal your hand injury first."

Si Xueqing woke up with a start, a white light glowed in his hand and spread along his wrist.

Wherever the white light passed, the wounds on Si Xueyi's arms recovered quickly, and they were all recovered in a short time.

Si Xueyi stretched out his arm, feeling no pain at all and it was as good as before.

"You still have some conscience."

Si Xueyi said angrily, and the depression that was stuck in her heart was finally released.

He spoke, then walked forward and retrieved the spear that had fallen on the ground.

"Don't hate me anymore?"

Si Xueqing looked at Si Xueyi. After being stunned, he became curious about this little guy.

this is my son?

It's really strange...

Whoosh!

Si Xueyi sheathed her sword, turned around and said, "I am angry with Si Xueqing, not you. As you said, you are just a thought, a remnant soul, and a poor person in the painting."

"But don't blame me for being so angry with you. Seeing your face, I really can't help but feel angry."

Si Xueqing's eyes flickered and she asked curiously: "Who is your mother?"

"You ask me, I still want to ask you?"

Si Xueyi said: "I haven't seen my mother since I was born, and you won't tell me if I ask you. I am only allowed to call you by your name on weekdays. I am not even allowed to call you daddy, saying that the children of Si Xue's family must be strong.

"

When Si Xueqing heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes. He stared at Si Xueyi thoughtfully, as if he had thought of something.

When Si Xueyi looked at him, his expression had returned to normal.

"You have a secret."

But Si Xueyi still caught it keenly and said in a deep voice: "There are too many women to talk about?"

Si Xueqing shook his head and smiled, but did not answer.

Si Xueyi did not pursue the matter and said, "Let me ask you, if you were executed, what would be the reason that would prevent you from resisting?"

Si Xueqing looked slightly stunned and said: "I will never surrender at any time. If I didn't resist, I must have negotiated terms with others."

Si Xueyi was slightly startled when he heard this, so he told him a little about what happened nine hundred years ago to see if he could provide some clues.

The Qin family is originally a sage family, and not counting Si Xueqing, it is one of the best sage families in the world.

Nine hundred years ago, Si Xueqing's contribution to the human race was getting bigger and bigger. His reputation reached its peak in the empire, and he quietly became known as the Human Emperor.

Many people say that he is the strongest among the three emperors and already has the best strength in the world.

But just when his reputation was at its most prominent, it was suddenly revealed that he had collaborated with foreigners, betrayed the country and surrendered to the enemy. The reputation suddenly reversed, and he became a being that everyone wanted to beat.

Although Si Xueyi was a young king at that time and his reputation was known all over the world, after all, he only had one person and one shot.

It was snowing heavily in the Imperial Capital that day, and he rushed into the execution ground with the intention of death. Unexpectedly, he had a long nightmare.

Nine hundred years after a dream, the world has already changed.

"I probably guessed some reasons."

After Si Xueqing heard this, his expression was gloomy and helpless.

"So you didn't resist at all. If you really wanted to take action, who would dare to hurt you?" Si Xueyi said dissatisfied.

For nine hundred years, this was what Si Xueyi couldn't figure out the most, and it was also the reason why he was angry.

Si Xueqing said: "I probably reached certain conditions with people."

Si Xueyi frowned and said, "You are just a lingering thought. How dare you be so sure about what happened after entering the painting?"

Si Xueqing took a deep breath and said seriously: "I have always been very open-minded about life and death, but I can't tell you all the answers you want."

Si Xueyi looked at the other party, who had a solemn expression and showed no signs of lying.

Thinking about it on the other hand, there is no need for him to lie.

But Si Xueyi sneered in her heart, you can see it, but I can't!

"So what's going on with this Black Dragon Tower?"

Si Xueyi asked his question. He looked at the Black Dragon Tower and said, "In the past three years, I have always felt that there is something about this Black Dragon Tower that attracts me."

"There is a light on the top of the tower. When you get to the top of the tower, you will know what is attracting you."

Si Xueqing said directly.

"After all, you are the leader of the righteous path in the world. Why do you appear in the Dragon King's painting?"

Si Xueyi looked at Si Xueqing and said, "What don't you want to say?"

Si Xueqing didn't answer, just looked at Si Xueyi, and suddenly smiled as he looked at it.

"why are you laughing?"

Si Xueyi was a little annoyed.

"If someone painted me in a painting, should you ask me or the person who painted me?" Si Xueqing asked.

Si Xueyi was stunned for a moment and then said: "So you asked me to ask Long Huang? He has been dead for a long time. What can I ask about a dead man?"

Si Xueqing said leisurely: "You ask who painted it, don't ask me, I am just a poor person in the painting, not even a ray of remnant soul. As for this Black Dragon Tower..."

He paused at this point, raised his head and said, "I sensed the sand of reincarnation in my body. If one day you can find other fragments of the heart of the universe left in the world, you may be able to find the truth."

Si Xueyi's eyes were slightly focused. He stared at the person in front of him and said in a deep voice, "It seems you do know something."

Si Xueqing shook his head and said: "I don't know, I just guessed, you can go..."

"By the way, it's better for you to use less of the Si Xue family's martial arts. If your enemies are still here and they know your identity, it won't be good for you."

At the top of the snow mountain, Si Xueyi looked around and said, "We have reached the top of the mountain. Can you tell me how to get there?"

Si Xueqing smiled and said: "That's right, I'd better go."

After he said a few ups and downs, his figure disappeared above the heavy snow and landed on the small boat from which Lin Yun came.

Si Xueyi stood on the top of the snow mountain, watching the snow mountain go away, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.

The picture scroll left by the dragon and phoenix shows the dragon and phoenix coming by boat, and Si Xueqing standing on the snowy mountain holding a bamboo flute.

Now it was reversed. He was on top of the snow-capped mountains, while Bai Di was riding away in a boat.

Si Xueqing stood on the bow of the boat, looking at Si Xueyi from a distance.

He followed the boat away, and when their eyes met, he said softly: "A sword crosses the river and the ocean, and the boundless wind, snow, and frost are everywhere. The world is filled with chaos and light. If you don't go on a boat and shake guests, you will have no wine and you will be crazy."

"Everything in the world is impermanent, can this feeling be said? When it comes to the next life, I don't know leisure and sorrow. And the water flows with the east wind..."

The voice came slowly, over the wind and snow, over the mountain peaks, and reached Si Xueyi's ears.

The two of them said the last words at the same time, "You and I can drink together."

With a smile on his face, Si Xueqing raised his hand slightly as if holding a glass of wine, and raised his hand in the distance towards Si Xueyi.

Click!

There seemed to be the sound of a broken wine glass, and Si Xueyi was pushed out by an invisible force, and then stood in front of him.

Whether it is the vast snow-capped mountains or the vast lake, they all turned into a painting and slowly rolled up.

When the scroll was completely rolled up, Si Xueyi saw an eternal seven-color magic lamp in the endless darkness.

Seven kinds of fireworks illuminated the void. When the fireworks completely overwhelmed Si Xueyi's vision, a blur of flowers in front of his eyes returned to reality from the illusion.

A staircase appeared in front of him, with a door at the end of the staircase.

Write four ancient Chinese characters on the door, the lights on the other side are bright.

Si Xueyi's expression changed, and she always felt that what she had just experienced was like a dream and not very realistic.

He actually met Si Xueqing. Although it was just an idea, it was still amazing when he thought about it now.

"Perhaps he should really be punched. Even if it is just a thought, it is not innocent."

Si Xueyi whispered to herself, walked forward, and when she reached the end, she pushed the door open and entered.

The moment he opened the door, earth-shattering noises immediately sounded from the stage of enlightenment.

In the sky above Xuanlong Tower, another dragon shadow bloomed. A total of ten dragon shadows surrounded the sky above Xuanlong Tower, which looked extremely sacred.
To be continued...