Chapter 1115

This white figure.

It's Chu Lingxiao.

His eyes, very quiet, but with a shred of fierce.

He searched the whole world of heaven and earth, all the States, just to see where the people who were destined were.

But after searching all the States.

Chu Lingxiao was a little disappointed.

Above the void.

Chu Lingxiao, with his hands on his back, looked at all the States below and murmured:

"did I feel wrong?"

Just in the ninth sky.

Chu Lingxiao really sensed an unusual breath, and was able to have a synchronous resonance with his similar flower.

Although the time is only half a second.

But Chu believes that this is not his illusion.

Just now.

How can I find all the States and then there's nothing left?

The next moment.

Chu Lingxiao's big hand is toward the void in front of him. With a flick, the unreal flower, which is silent in the sea of knowledge, flies out and floats quietly there.

Since I've been to the eighth district.

This similar flower has one more.

But.

Although there is one more piece.

But it seems that it's not very strange. There is a feeling that it is.

It's a pity.

According to the words left by the white bone giant hand in the eighth area, this same flower of his own really conceals the great secret of world practice.

Once untied.

Then something completely unexpected will happen.

Hum!

And all of a sudden, just at this time, the unreal flower floating in front seems to have sensed something, and the light around it suddenly becomes extremely bright.

"Well?"

You can't help it.

Chu Lingxiao's eyes suddenly became quiet again, but he didn't make a move, just looked at the scene quietly.

The next moment.

Then I saw a white light, which suddenly came from the direction of the edge of the world.

The energy of this white light.

Very strange.

No one can see the whole world except Chu Lingxiao.

"Again?"

Seeing this light, Chu Lingxiao's eyes also looked at the past. Only a few seconds later, the figure disappeared in place.

……

And now.

The end of the white light.

But it's happening. In the mortal world, it often happens.

A very thin little boy.

A group of young people in expensive clothes are beating around at will. Beside these young people, there is a young girl in gorgeous clothes who looks pure. She is only 12 or 3 years old.

But now.

However, there is a kind of unruly princess with high toes and high Qi. She is standing on her waist and looking at the little boy who is being beaten. She laughs and claps her hands and shouts: "come on, let's kill the little wild seed to the princess. Hurry up."

In fact, there are many spectators around.

But no one dare to stop, just because of the identity of the little girl, for them, it is too high to climb, ordinary people, let alone can see, is now able to stand by, is an extremely extravagant thing.

So.

For a while.

They all naturally have no sympathy for the little boy. On the contrary, in the eyes of all the people around them, as long as their status is noble, no matter what the other party does, it is natural.

Actually.

Don't say it's the little girl.

It is the young people who are beating up the little boy, whose identity is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

And this area.

It doesn't belong to the state boundary or the famous mountain area of the monks, but it is just the Imperial Center of the mortal world.

This is also the status quo of the world of heaven and earth.

Although the most powerful person in a state boundary is the leader of the state boundary, in fact, even the weakest state boundary can only be entered by monks.

Ordinary people.

Let alone enter.

If you can get close to the state boundary, you can't get in unless you know the friars.

So.

In fact, the world of heaven and earth should be divided into two worlds.

A world of monks, a world of mortals.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Gradually, with the group of young people, they kept kicking at the little boy lying on the ground. All the onlookers around had to be quiet.

Only the sound of kicking the little boy's thin body could be heard.

And the next moment.

Seeing the little boy's breathing, he became weaker and weaker. One of the young men, with a little hesitation on his face, stopped at once and looked at the little girl standing by.

Can't help but say:

"six princesses, forget it, this boy, after all is..."

Just.

He's not finished.

He was interrupted by the little girl with a disdainful face.

"Don't worry. If you beat him to death today, no one will come to question you. Don't worry about kicking my princess hard. The mother of this little wild seed has been completely knocked out of the cold by my father."

"Now, my father has been seriously ill for several days. For a while and a half, where can I remember this little wild seed?"

Smell the words.

The color of hesitation on that young man's face disappeared in an instant. Other young men's faces also changed slightly. The strength of their hands was even more unbridled.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Even, it's Kung Fu. You can hear the sound of bone fracture on the little boy.

See this.

What's more, the little girl became more and more crazy. The expression on her face was almost different from that of her 12-year-old or 3-year-old. It was full of bitterness and bitterness.

Look at the boy's increasingly weak breathing rate.

All of a sudden, he directed the young people and shouted:

"fight, fight, give this princess, fight to death!"

And the expressions of all the people around, it will also be different, one by one are full of sympathy, looking at the little boy lying on the ground.

Before.

They don't know the identity of the little boy yet.

So.

No one knows why a person with such status as the sixth Princess of the emperor should give such a dead hand to a little boy who seems to have such a slight status.

But now they know.

It turns out that the little boy lying on the ground is the legendary seventh prince.

It's just that it was only once.

They've heard that for a long time.

The birth mother of the seventh prince was suspected to have been sent into the cold palace a month ago. Later, it came out that his Majesty was seriously ill and was about to return to heaven. I thought it was just a rumor.

But now it seems.

It's true.

Otherwise.

Six princesses, how dare you do such a thing to seven princesses.

For in any case, the seventh Prince is always the seventh prince, the offspring of the son of heaven. Only the son of heaven can make an order to kill.

But now.

Who is the sixth princess, the brother of one mother's compatriot, the eldest brother? He is the next successor of the Emperor

And.

Now, emperor, I'm afraid I really want to