After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

The gloomy sky seemed like it would rain at any moment.

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However, the first thing that fell to the ground and turned into crystal was not the rain, but light golden blood drops and strips of cloth fluttering on the ground.

The disfigured Jiang Yu grabbed Jiang Chulong's neck, and his double pupils reflected her gray-white eyes that were exposed to the light of day again after the cloth strips fell off.

There were no more tears of grievance and disbelief.

In my memory, Jiang Chulong was clearly a timid and fragile little girl.

Even when she was bullied by the palace maids and asked them to replace the animal charcoal used by the royal family for the winter with tobacco charcoal, she would quietly thank them.

Later, he protected Jiang Chulong for several years because he didn't like those greedy brothers and sisters who surrounded him for the sake of profit.

Jiang Chulong is different. If she picks up a rag doll thrown away by Yuyang, she will treat it as a treasure and be happy for a long time.

At the same time, he has always been curious about why Jiang Chulong lives in the cold palace.

Later, his mother's personal maid told him that this was all his mother's intention.

All of Jiang Chulong's circumstances are caused by his mother. As the queen mother, he is proud of himself and plays the role of savior out of self-admiration.

Of course, if that were all, the two would at most become cold and distant from each other.

But one day, he learned the reason why his father, who was once as powerful as a god, was becoming weaker and weaker.

Those who ascend the throne cannot live forever.

My father was not the crown prince. He loved to travel around the world, was high-spirited, made friends with heroes all over the world, and made a great reputation. He was called the reincarnation of Emperor Wu. Later, the crown prince died suddenly, and my father inherited the throne. Then, over the long years, he became increasingly weak.

At first, he had immense self-confidence, thinking that just as his father was like that, he might not be, and that he would definitely be able to surpass his father.

It was not until the time of ancestor worship that he found the divine will left by his father in his youth among the royal family.

Ten defeats in ten battles.

The young father is also in his early twenties.

Despite having double pupils, he was defeated miserably, time and time again, unable to even lift his head. In the end, he no longer felt any pain, only confusion coming from all directions.

Has my father been hiding his abilities all these years?

He went to Yanglong Temple with a lot of questions in his mind.

What he saw was not the wise and powerful Emperor Dayu, who was admired by all and had people from all over the country come to pay homage to him.

But...

A miserable loser, a beast trapped in a cage by fate.

That night, he walked through the long, complex, and deep palace walls in a trance.

However, at the end of the darkness, a door opened to him.

"Brother Prince, you come to see me again..."

Looking at the little girl leaning against the door, he smiled hopefully and cautiously.

The crazy thoughts that grew out of despair in my heart were like a thorny vine.

He grabbed it subconsciously.

Climb up!

Leave everything behind...

Even if the end he reaches is a deeper abyss...

"Double pupils are the path to invincibility, hehe..."

Jiang Yu came back to his senses, and his pupils became even colder.

He raised his sword, wanting to break open Jiang Chulong's chest to see what kind of magical object was causing the sword bone to resonate.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

In the manifestation of divine will, the divine sword held by the golden dragon suddenly struggled violently, piercing the dragon's mouth and causing blood to flow.

puff--

His chest was broken first.

The blood-stained small sword-shaped bone, emitting a noble silver light and carrying a divine charm that penetrated all things, struck the Zunlong Sword, causing it to break in mid-air.

"Sword bone, my..."

Jiang Yu no longer cared about Jiang Chulong and reached out to firmly grasp the Emperor Sword Bone.

His divine will surged like a whirlwind, the golden dragon roared, the imperial world rumbled, and in an instant the sky and earth changed color. He was only one step away from the inner scene.

Such violent energy fluctuations have far exceeded the internal scene.

"what happened?"

Everyone who saw this scene was confused. Why did Jiang Yu's spirit suddenly become so shaken?

The people in the underworld and the common people who don't know the truth are just confused.

"The Emperor Sword Bone wants to return to Chulong." Ying Bing said softly.

"Chulong, come back soon!"

Li Mo shouted towards the stage.

A new sword bone has grown in Chulong's body, and the goal has been achieved.

By the time Jiang Yu recovers, it might be too late to leave.

Princess Jiang listened to Brother Li the most. She ran back quickly, hugged the rabbit, rubbed it several times to calm it down, and then whispered:

"Brother Li, the Qingye Sword is broken..."

"You've done very well. It's just one sword. I'll make you eight or ten more later."

Li Mo looked towards the stage.

A middle-aged man with an expressionless face, wearing a tall hat and a simple black robe suddenly landed beside Jiang Yu.

However, as soon as he arrived, the patrolling guards around him bowed their heads respectfully.

He represents the Dayu royal family.

The middle-aged man in black robe slapped Jiang Yu on the shoulder, grabbed the sword bone with one hand, and slapped the sword bone back to his chest.

Then, a voice without any emotion spread throughout the inner and outer cities through the Jiangshan Shejitu:

"Jiang Chorong fell off the stage, Jiang Yusheng."

After saying this, his gaze lingered deeply on Jiang Chulong, Li Mo, and Ying Bing.

With a flick of his sleeve, he disappeared from the spot.

"The game continues."

At this time, the purple-robed eunuch in the judges' seats also spoke loudly.

The change came and went quickly, and before anyone could figure out what was happening, it seemed to be over.

It's just that everyone has a feeling.

Why does it sound like the prince won, but actually it feels like the prince lost?

...

The side of princes and nobles.

"Brother Crown Prince, are you okay?"

Princess Yuyang brought a bottle of medicine and looked at Jiang Yu calmly.

What’s amazing is that Jiang Yu not only has a rosy complexion, but his breathing is also very steady.

"nothing."

Jiang Yu seemed oblivious to the glances from around him.

Although he didn't see clearly what was inside Jiang Chulong's body just now, he had some good news.

The power in the Emperor Sword Bone that had been resisting him seemed to have weakened a lot after just erupting.

It is easier to use it for your own benefit.

He looked up at the map of the country.

His victory means he will advance to the next round, and his opponent...

Will it be born from Li Mo or Ning Que?

Why is it or.

Because the winners of other competitions have already been decided.

Ning Que has just defeated Huang Donglai and is ready to fight Li Mo.

In the arena.

Ning Que took a deep breath of fresh air and put down the jade flute that he had just played for half an hour.

"You can't run anymore? You could have given up long ago. Why bother exhausting yourself?"

"That means you're a little weak."

Huang Donglai shook his head.

"You'll be exhausted even if you blow for half an hour!"

Ning Que could no longer hold back, and angrily picked up the jade flute and hit Huang Donglai on the body, knocking him off the stage.