Chapter 164 Apple Tree

Lin Qingzhi stood leisurely in the courtyard, looking gently at the quiet scenery in the corner of the courtyard. A little white fox was huddled up in a white and flawless hut. Next to it was the naive little Gungun.

Next to the small white house, there is a tree hole cleverly inlaid. The hole is in order, and a soft deerskin is spread leisurely, like a warm nest in nature.

Outside the tree hole, a lush grassland stretches out, bright green and full of vitality.

On both sides of the grassland, flowers of various colors are vying for beauty and are gorgeous and colorful, just like stars scattered in the world, adding a bit of softness and elegance to this small world.

In front of the grassland, there are two fruit trees, one is an apple tree, and the other is an apple tree.

Behind the apple trees are two lush bamboo forests. The green bamboos sway gently and make a rustling sound, adding a touch of tranquility and loftiness to this peaceful scene.

Not far ahead, a quiet small lake came into view leisurely. It was a water park specially opened by Lin Qingzhi for Xiao Gungun.

The lake water is as clear as a mirror, and a few small fish are leisurely swimming in the water, swimming back and forth, as if they have nothing to do with the world.

Beside the lake, Sun Linlin's figure gently blended into this harmonious picture. She looked at the two lively and cute little guys tenderly, her eyes full of doting and love for them.

In the past few days, Sun Linlin has been accompanying them almost inseparably, and these two little lives have also shown unprecedented dependence and closeness to her.

However, just when this tranquility and warmth were thickening, Lin Qingzhi's expression suddenly darkened, as if it was the calm before the storm.

In his eyes, a fierce murderous aura was revealed inadvertently, breaking the peace around him.

Immediately afterwards, the sky seemed to sense something, and the originally clear and cloudless sky instantly became gloomy and dim, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

Dark clouds rolled, lightning and thunder roared, as if it was the end of the world.

And above the imperial capital of the Xia Dynasty.

The dark clouds are like ink, layer upon layer, as if a giant in the sky is using wind and thunder as a pen to outline a thrilling picture. The howling wind swept across the entire imperial city with irresistible force, bending the towering ancient trees into bows, displaying its terrifying power.

This horrifying celestial phenomenon caused the people in the city to raise their heads one after another, looking through the layers of pavilions and towards the unpredictable sky. An inexplicable panic surged in their hearts involuntarily, as if there was some kind of extraordinary power that was about to come. Appeared on this ancient land.

In the heart of the imperial city, among the splendor of the palace, six figures stand majestically. They are detached from the hustle and bustle of the world, like immortals isolated from the world.

These six people respectively originate from the two hidden sects - Wanwu Sect and Yishan Sect. They are all ancestors who have been sleeping for countless years deep in the forbidden areas of their respective sects.

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In front of the majestic palace, the elderly emperor Si Lingtian of the Xia Dynasty and the eldest princess Si Jinxuan stood side by side. Their figures looked particularly determined in the dim light of the morning, facing the six figures hanging proudly in the sky.

The two men's eyes were as bright as fire, anger and unyielding intertwined, as if they wanted to sink this humiliation into their bones.

The six people in the sky had eyes as cold as frost. They looked down at everything below them with an almost stern attitude, as if they were supreme beings transcending the world.

Behind the two people stood the officials from the court, as well as Xiao Yao'er and Lin Ruo.

Behind Si Lingtian and Si Jinxuan, the court officials stood in silence, including Xiao Yao'er, Lin Ruo and others.

At this moment, both of them were holding a bag of peanuts. While eating, they looked up at the sky that was not part of their world with a kind of curiosity unique to children, with curiosity about the unknown shining in their eyes.

The six people looked down with indifferent eyes, looking down from above.

One of them slowly fell down a little, and then said slowly in an indifferent voice:

"Members of the Si family, hand over the little baby, but don't let your Si family fall into a situation of no return for the sake of an irrelevant person."

Wanwu Sect and Yishan Sect are ancient sects hidden in the world, with a long history that can be traced back to ancient times.

At that time, in order to avoid the influence of the disputes in the immortal world, the ancestors were willing to abandon the prosperity of the outside world and quietly hide some disciples of the sect in a corner of the vast continent, which was a small secret space that was rarely known to anyone.

However, as time goes by, those ancestors who once protected the sect with their wisdom and courage have long since turned into the dust of history and no longer exist on this continent.

As time goes by, the descendants of the sect gradually forget the glory and suffering of their ancestors. The origins of their ancestors have long been washed away without a trace by the torrent of time.

They began to think highly of themselves, regarding themselves as the supreme masters of this world, and were full of contempt and disdain for everything in the world.

Even the aloof king of the Xia Dynasty was just as insignificant as an ant in their eyes, and their fire of life could be easily wiped away with just a wave of his hand.

This arrogance and arrogance corroded their souls like poison, causing the sect to gradually deviate from its original purpose and belief.

"Who are you...?"

Si Jinxuan walked forward lightly, looking up at the man, with a hint of imperceptible majesty in her words.

"You are not worthy of knowing my origins. Hand over that little girl, and you, the little girl, will come with us. You can be my grandson's concubine."

The old man's eyes were slightly lowered, and his voice was as cold as the cold wind, without any emotion.

After he finished speaking, before Si Jinxuan and the others could respond, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be summoned by an invisible force, becoming thicker and darker, like ink.

The entire imperial capital was instantly shrouded in a thick layer of darkness, losing its former brightness and bustle.

Lightning roamed freely in the depths of the dark clouds, and the occasional burst of light became the only vibrant vitality in this dark imperial capital, but it also further highlighted the dead silence and oppression around it.

Several old men frowned for a moment, and a trace of confusion and solemnity flashed in their eyes.

They all looked up at the sky, trying to capture something from the boundless sky.

They seemed to feel the anger of the sky, and the sky would also be angry. This was the first time they knew.

Why was the sky angry....

The six people looked around, and this imperial capital shrouded in the night seemed particularly quiet and depressing.

Then, their eyes returned to the vast sky again.

The sky at this moment is like a giant beast ready to attack, opening its deep and dark mouth, as if it can devour everything in the world at any time, which makes people feel awe.

Who is coming...

Could it be that... immortal...