Ling Xiao held the teacup and took a sip.

In the past half month, the two of them traveled westward and finally arrived at this small dynasty in Western Xinjiang.

Although the journey is long, it is not boring.

Practice, sleep, fight...Ye Qingchan!

Now Ling Xiao's realm has reached the seventh level of the Divine General, which is terrifying.

Next to him, a wrinkled old man smiled and nodded, "Yes, this is the royal city of the Xia Dynasty, but it is not Daxia. The title of Daxia has been taken away by thieves now?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Just... very inexplicably, Ling Xiao felt that there might be a son of destiny in this royal city.

The national title was taken away?

The royal family fled to their ancestral land?

This routine seems a bit familiar!

"Hey, it's a long story. Back then, our Xia Dynasty was one of the eight great dynasties in Western Xinjiang, located in the spiritual land in the center of Western Xinjiang. I didn't expect... fifteen years ago, when the Ninth Prince was born, something unexpected happened.

, Prince Sheng raised his troops to rebel and expelled the emperor's lineage to this western border area... Hateful, pathetic, and shameful!"

"Sure enough! Old man, is this the ancestral land of Daxia? The place where the Daxia Dynasty was established?"
Chapter completed!