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The Scroll of Jiuli Chapter 9 Armor

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    Yihao followed Huanglong to a ruin. Behind the ruins, he could faintly see the outline of Huanglong Palace. Through this sign, Yihao remembered the name of the ruins in front of him.  The name of the ruins is the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor, which is where all his connections with the Red World began.  The Qiankun Cauldron erected in the square in front of the mausoleum has been destroyed, and the eternal evil god sealed in it has now become his familiar.  The Xuanyuan Sword inserted in front of the tombstone was also pulled out and has now become his sword.  In addition to these two sacred objects, the spectacular mausoleum originally made of huge rocks was also destroyed in his battle with the fierce god. Now only a piece of rubble is left scattered on the ground.  Since then, several winters have turned to spring, and bryophytes covering the gravel have covered the ruins with a thick green make-up. Countless low shrubs stretch out from the gaps between the stones to form a lush shrub forest.  Time has covered up the traces of the ruins. If Yi Hao had not been there, just looking at the bushes in front of him, he would never have thought that this was once the site of the Yellow Emperor's mausoleum.  The Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor is the tomb that Huang Long erected for his father. It is also the place where she places her thoughts. When Yihao first arrived in Penglai, he awakened the evil spirit here and then destroyed the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor in the battle with Chi You.  Huang Long did not blame Yi Hao for destroying the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum, but Yi Hao felt deeply guilty about it. He had been subconsciously avoiding this place. It can be said that this was the first time he came to the ruins of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum since Huang Long fell asleep.  .  Looking at the vibrant woodland and almost unrecognizable ruins in front of him, Yi Hao couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He looked at Huang Long in confusion, not knowing what she wanted to do by bringing him here.  Huang Long¡¯s expression seemed to be hesitating, but in the end she made up her mind. She stretched out her hand towards the ruins and waved lightly.  A corner of the bush exploded quietly and at the same time something flew out from under the rubble and landed firmly on Huang Long's hand.  It was a box made of ebony, the size of a twelve-inch notebook.  It was engraved with exquisite figures. Yi Hao looked at it and saw the scene of a battle with a fierce god and the scene of the sea rising to peace. His heart beat loudly.  "Sister Ruoshui, this is" The speculation in his mind made Yi Hao unable to suppress his nervousness.  "Yes. This is my father's tomb" Huang Long nodded to confirm Yi Hao's guess but his expression was a little bitter.  "But it's not actually" "Huh?" "The tomb was supposed to contain the clothes worn by the deceased, but inside it was the robe I made for my father Because I wanted to be praised by my father. So I spent a lot of money.  It took time to make it, but as a result, my father had already left our world before I had time to finish it" Huang Long's voice was full of melancholy, and Yi Hao could only give the minimum response.  "Yesthat's it" "My father has not passed away and this shirt is not a costume he used After all, this Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum was just erected by me without authorization. In fact, it is simply something that does not live up to its name.  If my father knew about it in that world, he would definitely make fun of me" Huang Long smiled bitterly and shook his head. His eyes moved to Yi Hao with a look that seemed hesitant.  "Yi Hao, you are about to go to the battlefield. My sister should have made a jersey for you personally, but" Huang Long handed the wooden box to Yi Hao with both hands and said softly: "I hope you can wear it.  "You want me to put it on?" Yihao was frightened on the spot and looked at the wooden box in front of him with almost panic.  There is an elaborate jersey woven in it.  The original owner of this shirt was the ancestor of the Chinese nation.  In other words, putting on this shirt is equivalent to standing in the same position as Huangdi.  For Yi Hao, who considers himself a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, this status is so shocking that despite being frightened, he felt his knees shaking slightly and even had the urge to kneel down to worship his ancestors on the spot.  But he couldn¡¯t refuse, or rather he didn¡¯t want to refuse.  That shirt was carefully woven by Huang Long, and every stitch in it was devoted to Huang Long's longing for his father. However, this longing could not be realized because of the departure of Huangdi.  Then.  In the tens of millions of years since then, there has never been anyone who could make Huang Long miss him so much, until Yi Hao appeared.  Huang Long devoted all the care and love to Yihao that a sister could give to a younger brother. However, this kind of care was largely due to Yihao's status as "the successor of his father."  That is to say.  He was only loved by the most powerful god in heaven and earth because of his relationship with the Yellow Emperor.  It's not that Tie Yihao himself has any extraordinary talents.  Now Huanglong gave him the robe weaved for the Yellow Emperor.  What a great significance this represents!  Huanglong recognized Yihao.  Not as the "successor of the Yellow Emperor" but as Tie Yihao himself, he received Huanglong's emotional recognition.  This feeling may be higher than her yearning for the Yellow Emperor. Otherwise, how could Huanglong entrust such a meaningful shirt that represents her heart to an ordinary person!  Those green eyes looking at Yi Hao showed extremely sincere feelings and faced the strongest person in the world.Yihao's expression was at a loss as he was entrusted by God.  It was as if he was suddenly knocked unconscious by a pie falling from the sky. His head went blank. His breathing was short and his hands were shaking. He reached out to take the wooden box, but he just held it in his arms stupidly. He didn't even think of opening it to take a look.  .  "Are you willing to accept it, Yi Hao" Seeing Yi Hao take over the shirt, Huang Long breathed out reassuringly and then chuckled at his silly performance.  "Let me help you put it on, little brother." Huang Longshang took a step forward, but Yi Hao took a step back as if he was greatly frightened.  "No, how can this be allowed!" "Is there anything that's not allowed?" Huang Long tilted his head in confusion.  "How, how can I let Sister Huang Long do such a thing? I I just go to Jing Yu for help!" As he said this, Yi Hao wanted to run away, but Huang Long's vast power held him back and stopped him.  Can't leave.  "Let me do it. This is the jersey I gave to Yi Hao. I want to be the first to see Yi Hao wearing itcan't you?" Huang Long walked gently in front of Yi Hao. Her voice made Yi Hao  's heart was beating wildly.  "ThenI'll do it myself!" Yi Hao was still making the final struggle. He opened the wooden box and took out the shirt from inside, but he was dumbfounded.  The jersey has a yellow base and is embroidered with exquisite patterns with various colored silk threads. It is soaked with the breath of the emperor dragon and looks both majestic and beautiful.  The only drawback is.  The shirt was of a very old style. Yihao turned the shirt over and over several times but couldn't find any place to wear it.  "I'll help you, Yi Hao." Huanglong chuckled, took the shirt, asked Yi Hao to stand still, and then reached out to unbutton Yi Hao's clothes.  Those white jade-like fingertips gently slid over Yi Hao's body through the thin fabric, unable to block the divine breath.  Yihao felt as if Huanglong's fingertips were directly touching his skin, and a tremor that was almost like an electric shock surged up along with an overwhelming sense of excitement. He was so excited that he almost fainted.  Just like a loyal knight gets the favor of a noble princess, just like a devout believer hears the murmur of the god of faith, a feeling a hundred times stronger than this surged in Yi Hao's heart.  He completely forgot what he could do and just stared blankly at Huang Long's face.  Her expression is so focused Her movements are so gentle Her smile is so beautiful Like a sister taking care of her younger brother Like a mother who cares for her beloved son Also like  A wife who loves a man Such thoughts naturally appeared in Yihao's mind. When he realized what he was thinking, a strong sense of betrayal emerged in his heart.  As if wearing shoes and stepping into the sacred temple that he had only dared to look at from a distance so far, Yihao was so frightened that he was at a loss.  While he was frightened by it, he also felt a stimulation that he had never experienced before. It was a temptation stronger than Satan's whisper.  Yihao couldn't resist the pleasure that he couldn't bring about despite exhausting his senses.  Even though he knew that he was looking at a cup of poisonous wine with a sweet smell that would make his heart grow short if he drank it, he still couldn't stop stretching out his hand Yi Hao returned to his palace and was wearing a robe that Yu Huanglong personally changed for him.  While wearing the shirt, he looked in a daze.  Fortunately, Mrs. Tie¡¯s wife took her daughters-in-law to the back to have a heart-to-heart talk, otherwise she would have had to be lectured upon seeing this devastated look.  "Zijun, you are dressed like this" Qinglong stayed because he had something to report, but he looked at Yihao's jersey in surprise.  "Did the Lord God give it to you?" "No!" When I heard this sentence.  Yi Hao jumped up as if startled.  "It's not me! I didn't do anything! That was force majeure! I didn't push the emperor eh?" Yi Hao blinked and looked at Qinglong in front of him as if he had come to his senses.  "Hmm! Yes, this is the shirt that Sister Huang Long gave me! Sister Huang Long wants me to inherit the legacy of the God Emperor and protect the peace of the world from the evil source! I will definitely use this as encouragement to remind myself in the future.  I will never do anything to disgrace the name of Young Emperor Penglai!" Driven by feelings similar to a guilty conscience, Yi Hao said something that was completely out of his own style.  Although Qinglong was puzzled by his strange attitude, after listening to Yi Hao's letter of determination, he couldn't help but express his moved eyes, "The prodigal son has finally turned around."  "If Zijun can think like this, then everyone in the world is really lucky! Even though you are not talented, I will always follow Zijun and urge him not to forget today's promise!" "Uh" Yi Hao said with a face.  The pain suddenly came down and at this time.  An arrogant laughter sounded.  "Hahahaha. What an idiot! To say such words in front of Qinglong is obviously asking for trouble!" When Yi Hao looked for the voice.  Just in time to see that fierce god jump out of the void.   "Chi You?" Yi Hao looked at her in surprise.  When Lucas led the Blood Angels to attack the Dark Guild, Chi You fought against Messiah alone, giving the Dark Guild a valuable chance to win.  The two of them left the main battlefield during the fight and their whereabouts were unknown for several days. Now that they came back, the battle with the Messiah must have ended.  "Why are you in such a mess?" Yi Hao frowned and looked at the fierce god with distress.  The battle with the Messiah was obviously extremely brutal. Chi You's divine aura was already quite weak. His clothes were in tatters. At a glance, there were no less than ten serious injuries. Blood was constantly flowing out from the unhealed wounds, which made Yi Hao frown. But  Chi You himself looked happy, as if he was immersed in the aftermath of the battle.  "Say. This little injury doesn't matter." Chi You, like a child bragging about his bravery to adults, raised his head proudly.  "Are you happy that I caught what you wanted?" "What I wanted?" Yi Hao was stunned for a moment and saw the fierce god throwing a figure into the void.  Yihao subconsciously reached out to catch it, only to feel his hand sinking and smell a familiar smell.  "Messiah? Have you captured her?" Yi Hao looked at the unconscious Messiah in his hands.  Couldn't hide his surprise.  "Yeah, if you hadn't said you wanted to see her, I wouldn't have let her live." Chi You looked quite cute with his nose raised like a puppy.  "You don't have to be like this" Yi Hao looked at the scarred fierce god half touched and half surprised.  telling her.  ¡°Don¡¯t do such dangerous things in the future. If something happens to you, where do you want me to find such a disobedient familiar?¡±  Although his mouth was still tough, Chi You showed a very satisfied expression on his face.  She waved to Yihao and walked into the back hall of the palace.  "I'm going to rest. Give me your bed. If you dare to do anything strange while I'm sleeping, I'll kick you out of bed!" "Hey! Give me your bed before going to bed.  Rain will bandage your wounds!" Yi Hao shouted at the fierce god's back, but his words only made Chi You disappear from his sight faster.  "If you really want to be more frank, she is obviously a very good girl" Yi Hao smiled bitterly and looked back, only to see Qinglong giving him a blank look.  "Whatwhat?" "Not just a little surprised" Qinglong shook his head and looked at Yihao with a look that could hardly be called pure approval.  "Since ancient times, no one has been able to control that fierce god so closely. As for the girl Zijun said so well, that is a state that we can't even dream of Zijun is worthy of being the successor chosen by the God Emperor. This magnanimity is indeed  It's unprecedented and unprecedented, but I still have something I don't know and I want to ask Zijun for advice." "Huh? What's the matter?" Yi Hao was so proud that he rarely received such praise from Qinglong.  "Whether it is the fierce god Chi You or the girl Zijun is holding, if I feel right, it seems that they all have the power to approach the divine level" Qinglong showed a worried expression.  "Zijun gathered them all into his harem and wasn't he afraid that the harem would catch fire one day?" "Uh" Yi Hao suddenly had a picture of Penglai earth falling apart in flames in his mind, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.  "It doesn't matter which dynasty the king indulges in women and brings disaster to the people. I'm just reminding Zijun." Qinglong warned Yihao seriously.  "In short, your concubines are all people who can make the world tremble when they stamp their feet, so the peace and tranquility of your harem also directly affects the stability of the world of gods. Please pay attention to it." "YesI will pay attention  "Yi Hao replied weakly.  (Ah, right.) Just when Yihao answered Qinglong dejectedly.  Chi You's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.  (There is something I forgot to tell you I actually saw it when I came back. The lower realm is very messy!) "It's very messy?" Yihao was stunned for a moment.  "What's so messy?" (It's those Blood Angels who seemed to suddenly go crazy. They were seen wreaking havoc all the way from Northern Europe to China) The words thrown out by the fierce god scared Yi Hao out of his wits.  "You said the Blood Angels have started a general attack?" (Yes, I think I will report to Penglai soon It's boring to fight those guys, so I'm going to sleep first) "Wait! Don't sleep! I'm still here  There is Hey! Hey!" With the last yawn, the fierce voice fell completely silent.  "What happened to Zijun? His expression suddenly changed" "Something big happened! That guy got one step ahead again!" Yi Hao clenched his fists angrily.  "The Blood Angels BeginAfter the general attack on Qinglong, summon the gods from all directions immediately!  "
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