Chapter 565 The Trace

The same story is about to be staged again. The people who are trapped in the time trap of the royal palace are no longer in the initial panic and play their roles step by step.

The palace is magnificent, and the sunset glow can fall in the eyes of everyone, but it is full of corruption and withering like dead branches and dead trees.

It's not death, it's not despair, and there is no struggle. The unchanged years of 397 days have made everyone abandon their memories other than this day. There is only one day left in their lives, and they are so familiar with them.

......

Li Xiaoguan raised his head and said in surprise, "Why did the princess say this? Although I have few people, I always have the ambition to restore the country. How can I rely on others?

After saying that, Li Xiaoguan swept all the people in the sand country and saw all kinds of worries, luck, hesitation and other looks on their faces.

"So you are worried, and you won't leave after we come?" Li Xiaoguan pretended to suddenly realize, and was angry. He brushed off his robe sleeves heavily and turned around and walked away.

"Li Zhangmen, please stay. If you have something to say, you have something to say!"

Seeing Li Xiaoguan pulls out his foot and left, the king of the Liusha Kingdom stood up in panic and advised loudly.

Li Xiaoguan turned his back to the people of the sand country. As he walked, he wink at Li Xian and Yan Xiaodao. The two understood and stopped Li Xiaoguan, one left and one right. At least, they persuaded each other in every way.

Princess Xisha's face is full of grievance.

At this moment, long laughter came from outside the hall, but Ao Ba, dressed in festive clothes, walked into the palace.

"Li Zhangmen, where are you going in such a hurry?"

"The Liusha Kingdom doesn't want to see us, so I will hand over Xian'er's marriage to Brother Ao, and I will take my disciples away." Li Xiaoguan did not take another half a step forward under the dissuasion of Li Xian and Yan Xiaodao, and shouted annoyanly.

Ao Ba's face darkened when he heard the words and looked at the king of the Liusha Kingdom like blame.

The king of the Liusha Kingdom was very wronged and was preparing to explain.

At this moment, there was a sound of thunder from the distant sky. A rill was frightened and fell down from the sky, impartially, just falling into the flowers outside the palace gate. The bird recovered, shook its head, and then flew into the palace with its wings open.

Everyone was stunned.

The king of the Liusha Kingdom came to his mouth, but it seemed that he couldn't find his tongue, and it was difficult to say a word.

Ao Ba also forgot to ask the king of the esand kingdom, and stared at the thrush that seemed to be stunned by everyone's eyes.

Li Xiaoguan, Li Xian, Yan Xiaodao, Princess Xisha, the ministers of His Royal Highness, and the children of more than 170 Yuanjing Sect who rode a strange beast. At this moment, they all stared at the stupid bird in a daze.

"Wrong, wrong..."

After a long time, I don't know who shouted first, and suddenly there was a loud noise in the palace.

"How can there be birds flying in? They shouldn't be there." Princess Xisha whispered to herself. She blinked her big eyes. In the depths of her eyes, something seemed to disintegrate little by little.

Not only Princess Xisha, but also with the bream that has never appeared, breaking the story of never changing and cycling for 397 days. Everyone woke up like a dream and was quickly melted by the frozen heart in this confinement time. Although his eyes were still a little dull, their eyes were full of tears.

According to the cultivation from high to low, the first to be completely sober is Ao Ba.

Staring at the phinin bird jumping on the ground, Ao Ba tilted his neck, raised his head, and looked at the sky cloud high, with complicated eyes.

"Longjun, what's going on? Is it that time confinement has disappeared?

The ancestor of the Liusha Kingdom woke up for the second time and asked in a trembling voice.

As the ancestor of a country, he is admired by thousands of people, has a transcended status, and also has six heavenly cultivations. In the face of this terrible time, there is no chance to react, let alone resist and struggle. At this moment, just after being released from the "nightmare", the ancestor of the Liusha Kingdom still had lingering fear, both happy and nervous, and a fear was pressed by him.

The ancestors of the Liusha Kingdom are still like this, let alone others.

The kings and ministers of the Liusha Kingdom and the scattered practitioners who woke up gathered in the hall. They could not stand or walk, talking about it, and their faces were mixed with joys and sorrows.

After all, it's just that everyone wakes up from the "nightmare" at the moment. The world in the distance of the palace is still gray, like a cage at the bottom of the abyss. No one can guarantee it. Whether this time has stopped the cycle, let alone dares to try and walk out of the palace.

Nine hundred and thirty-seven days, nearly three years, the fear accumulated over the past two years has not disappeared at this moment.

"Ao Longjun, what the hell is going on? What should I do now?" The king of the quicksand kingdom was so anxious that he stood up from the throne and asked Ao Ba.

"Humph!"

Ao Ba just snorted coldly, with a strange expression, but a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, which was elusive.

Princess Xisha, standing behind Li Xian, looked on coldly. It was not only Ao Ba, but also the people attracted by her future husband almost without exception showing relaxed and freehand expressions, such as Li Xiaoguan and Yan Xiaodao, all unpretentious and from the heart. Looking at the disciples of Yuanjing Sect waiting outside the palace on a foreign beast, they all held back the joy of joy, with joy on their eyebrows and an excited face, as if they were eagerly waiting for something.

Why don't they care so much... What are they waiting for?

Princess Xisha asked in her heart, but somehow, her heart suddenly beats very fast.

Holding her breath and calming down, Princess Xisha quietly poked Li Xian. Just as she wanted to ask, she listened to the well-dressed and sanctimonious Li Xiaoguan Li Dazhang laughing and said loudly, "Everyone is relieved. If the head of me is right, it should be my brother's coming.

Li Xiaoguan's voice fell, and Princess Xisha looked at the disciples of Yuanjing Sect who were riding strange beasts again. She faintly felt that their temperament had changed. It seemed that because they heard the title just now, the disciples of Yuanjing Sect straightened their waists one by one and became energetic and excited.

Li Zhangmen's senior brother... Is that the security teacher in Li Xian's mouth?

Princess Xisha recalled what happened "97 days ago", and her impression of the "Anshi" gradually became clear. She still remembered that the teacher was highly respected by Li Xian's group of people, and Li Xian regarded him as a god. Yan Xiaodao, who could kill the national master of Baolian, and the double halberd general who could kill the ancestor of Baolian. It's all sent by that man.

Such a character may really be able to save themselves from the Eight-faced King.

Princess Xisha's jade hand was forked on her chest and thought to her heart.

The ancestors of the Liusha Kingdom obviously had the same idea. Hearing Li Xiaoguan's words, the ancestors of the Liusha Kingdom also sighed and became relaxed. Looking at Li Xiaoguan, his eyes became more and more respectful: "Brother Ling is a figure of the same level as the Eight-faced King. I think he must be a rare senior in the world. I don't know how disrespectful it is for Li Zhangmen to be so old.

Hearing this, Li Xiaoguan was stunned and then sneered, "Where do you want to go? My brother and I are only two hundred years old, and your old man is less than a fraction."

When the words fell, the palace was silent. The ancestor of the Liusha country gasped heavily and became nervous again.

Two hundred years old... No matter how talented you are, what kind of Taoism can be cultivated? The eight-faced king is one of the most horrible monsters in the memory of dozens of generations in the Western Liuhai. Even if he is not ten thousand years old, he is thousands of years old. How could he be the opponent of the Eight-faced King, let alone save everyone.

The ancestor of the quicksand country thought so, which does not mean that everyone in the quicksand country thinks so. At least Princess Xisha's expectations are getting stronger and stronger. Like those Yuanjing Sect disciples who only know their names, they are anxious and excited.

It didn't take long for Li Xiaoguan to finish his words.

"Boom!"

Another thunder came from the distance. This time, it was no longer a bird that fell into the palace, but a seahorse.

Everyone was stunned. Before anyone could speak, the third burst of thunder followed, followed by the fourth and fifth... More and more things began to fall from the sky. There were birds and beasts, trees, flowers, granite and soil. In the end, even crying children fell from the sky and were picked up by Li Xiaoguan's calf.

Including Ao Ba, no one knew what had happened, but everyone was full of excitement, because the fog barrier above and in the distance of the palace began to subside with the ups and downs of thunder.

Gradually, the thunder stopped ringing, but it was replaced by another more strange sound.

It's like a craftsman pulling a bellows.

However, if someone is really pulling the bellows, it must be a god, standing on the sky, treating the earth as a bellows, pulling back and forth.

coincidentally, almost everyone has such a picture flashed in their minds, thinking like this.

But they didn't expect that what they were thinking was true.

It is not a god who regards heaven and earth as a bellows, but a silver gun that is as long as Tianhe and hangs Tianyu. Holding a silver gun is a man who can't see his figure clearly, wearing a blue suit.

From the palace, everyone can already see An Bochen shooting back and forth.

This feeling is very wonderful. An Bochen and the people in the palace seem to be able to see each other outside and inside, but they are separated by heavy barriers. It's like the horse lantern sent by the eight-faced king. The horse lamp is a world, and the horse lamp is a world. An Bochen is in the world outside the horse lamp, and everyone is trapped in the horse lamp that has stopped rotating.

Now that you can see An Bochen, it means that the time barrier between the two sides has become thinner and thinner, so thin that everyone in the palace cheers and begins to celebrate the freedom they are about to have.

"Anwazi... No, my brother is just looking!" Li Xiaoguan clenched his fist and looked at the divine An Bochen from afar. His eyebrows flew and cheered secretly.

A group of disciples of Yuanjing Sect were the most excited, and their faces turned red.

Everyone in Liusha Kingdom is both happy and looking forward to it. Naturally, the most anticipated is Princess Xisha. She can't wait to see what the legendary figure in Li Xian's mouth looks like.

No one noticed that on the eaves of the palace somewhere, the auspicious beast suddenly shook gently and then turned into a gloomy shadow.