Fantasy: Starting from the Nine Crowns

"Xianhe Qingwu died in battle thousands of years ago." Qin Yuntian knew that Xuanwu was deeply involved with them and helped him tell the cruel truth.

"Death in battle? Qingwu didn't participate in the battle, and I explicitly forbid him to join the battle. How could he die in battle?" Zu Feng seemed to be greatly stimulated and could not accept the result.

"Not only did he die in battle, the bell also fell into the hands of the Immortal Palace, becoming their treasure, passed down from generation to generation." Qin Yun "Nine One Zero" nodded his forehead and seemed to be thinking. "Let me think, if I guess right."

"After your daughter's death, her soul was refined by the people of the Immortal Palace and turned into a weapon." Qin Yuntian's every word seemed to hit Zu Feng's heart.

"There is a crane in the Immortal Palace, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and has a golden body, and in their sacred place of inheritance, there is a soul, and that soul has the breath of Qingwu, but it is definitely not Qingwu.

Xuanwu didn't dare to look at Zu Feng, and compared with his body, the small black bean's eyes seemed to be unbearable.

He nodded in Zu Feng's eyes that seemed to be broken with just one answer.

"This answer, perhaps, we have to ask the crane. Qin Yuntian stretched out his right hand and grabbed it in the air, as if he was grabbing someone.

"Ahhh-!

Everyone only felt a black shadow drifting past, making a pig-slaughtering cry.

Xuanwu called out a piece of sea water in time and flowed to Zufeng's convenient space, turning it into a cloud made of water.

Qin Yuntian was very satisfied with Xuanwu's sense of appearance, and took advantage of the situation to place the shadow on the water.

The person who came was the little emperor.

"Little emperor, are you happy to hear it?" Qin Yuntian instructed the little emperor, his tone to the little emperor was always so playful, like he was teasing a child.

"It's okay." The little emperor didn't dare not answer, but this question was really deadly.

"Go and bring the bird and the black snake together." Qin Yuntian considered that the black snake was Xuanwu's son, and for the sake of Xuanwu's ease of use, Qin Yuntian gave him face and did not use the word "grab".

"Just use your toy pen and go. 35

"Yes, Master." The little emperor obediently took out his ink pen and prepared to draw a circle to catch the stupid bird. But he hesitated, muttering something.

"Pfft." Qin Yuntian's ear was so powerful that he naturally wouldn't miss this little chatterbox's muttering, so he couldn't help laughing.

What he said was, "I'm not a child, it's a fine ink jade, it's a treasure given to me by the emperor! Heirloom! It's not a toy pen! It's amazing... Don't be angry with the pen, I understand you."

The little emperor obediently drew a circle and went out.

"Magic pen!" Zu Feng exclaimed, "This is Tai Jiang's favorite toy.

"Hahahahaha, it's really a toy." Qin Yuntian couldn't help laughing, it seemed that the Grand General did have some affinity with him, and if he had a chance to know each other, he could fight first and harvest the younger brother.

After a while, the little emperor had a snake in his left hand and a crane in his right.

The picture is hilarious.

He threw the two animals on the ground and clapped his hands in disgust. In this world, the possibility that this little brat can be respected is also engraved on the grand generals, Zu Feng, and the current Qin Yuntian who have believed in for generations.

The generals and Zu Feng are 2.7 promises and ancestral systems. He really admires only one Qin Yuntian out of his own heart.

"It's really Wu'er!" Zu Feng exclaimed when he saw the crane. "My Wuer, what happened!"

One snake and one crane are extremely collapsed, if it wasn't for the black snake madly resisting in the belly of the gluttonous, and giving his life defense to the crane, and sacrificing his arm to the gluttonous, they should not have survived long ago.