Ye Xiu rushed back with the Eight Immortals, Ling'er, and the Demon Emperor.

It was not far from the border of the Ming Dynasty to the Canglong Dynasty. At the speed of Jiuxian and others, it was enough to arrive within half an hour.

And at the same time, in the Canglong Dynasty.

Because the Ming Dynasty almost moved the whole country to the Canglong Dynasty.

These days, the imperial capitals of the Canglong Dynasty are more crowded than usual.

However, no one was happy.

Because the seven holy lands and Guiyue Pavilion are attacking together, if the Tianyuan Holy Palace cannot be defended.

They will definitely suffer because of this. After all, the fire at the city gate will cause disasters. This is a simple truth that everyone understands.

Once the Tianyuan Holy Palace is defeated, the dynasty and people of Tianyuan Holy Prefecture will suffer.

Today, compared to usual, the entire Canglong Dynasty is more solemn and solemn, and even the vast imperial city is filled with a cold look.

Because today is the day of Ye Xiu’s state funeral.

The emperor and the Supreme Emperor personally presided over the presidency to arrange the highest funeral for Ye Xiu!

At this moment, the entire streets of the Canglong Dynasty were covered with white cloths. Looking down from a high place, countless white cloths danced in the wind, making them even more desolate.

The streets were also full of people.

Everyone seems to be waiting for something?

And at this time, in the palace of Prince Ye.

Ye Haotian was wearing white clothes, with a haggard face, and his hair was much whiter than before.

Behind him Fan Tong was holding the spiritual position, his eyes also turned slightly red.

Next to Ye Haotian, Cang Yang and Cang Yuan were also wearing white robes.

Both of them sighed heavily.

The weather is also extremely gloomy, making people feel even heavier.

"General Ye... Let's go... If you don't leave, it's probably too late..." Cang Yang said in a vicissitudes of grief.

They watched Ye Xiu grow step by step and became even more famous not long ago!

It is the pride of everyone in the Canglong Dynasty.

Now although everyone is extremely reluctant to believe that the boy has fallen, it is just... the world is impermanent.

People always have to face reality.

Ye Haotian sighed heavily, sighing to the sky!

"Xu'er, Dad is proud of you!"

"Dad doesn't believe it, you just leave your dad behind!"

"It's dad's incompetent! It's dad's incompetent! I couldn't protect your mother back then, and now I haven't been able to protect you!"

"Xu'er...My Xiu'er...I'm going all the way...If you still miss your father, I'll always drag your dreams to your father, okay..."

As he was talking, Ye Haotian was already crying and burst into tears.

Ye Haotian hates him!

Hate this heaven and earth!

I hate myself for being incompetent!

He did not protect any of his close relatives!!

Not one!

"Let's go..."

"Carry the coffin!!" Cang Yang sighed.

The coffin is raised!

Everyone walked out of the Ye Palace step by step...

At this moment, everyone on the street was in awe and looked sad.

I remember not long ago, Ye Xiu went from being a young man who was destined to be a useless person, but later he became famous in the Grand Prix Ceremony, and then he won the championship in the Hundred Continents Festival and became the pride of everyone in the Canglong Dynasty!

He has become a teenage hero worshipped by countless passionate teenagers.

But now he died young...

Everyone in the Canglong Dynasty was heartbroken.

Very painful.

But I have to accept this fact.

"Son of Ye Xiu, go all the way!"

"Son of Ye Xiu, go all the way!"

The vast Canglong Dynasty sounded loudly all the time!

Ye Haotian walked in the front, like an old man, struggling with difficulty...

At this moment, his heart seemed to be dead.

Completely dead... Both his beloved people left him...

However, just shortly after Ye Haotian and others walked out of the Ye Prince's Mansion.

A stream of terrible aura suddenly enveloped the entire Canglong Dynasty's imperial capital!

Everyone's faces changed drastically.

This breath is so powerful that it can even destroy the entire huge imperial capital!

Could it be...

Have you lost the Tianyuan Holy Palace?

Cang Yang and others stopped.

His face was extremely heavy.

In fact, they had known it for a long time.

Even if the Tianyuan Holy Palace takes all the actions, it is absolutely impossible to stop the strong offensive of the Tianji Holy Land and other things.

This day comes after all...

However, Ye Xiu’s funeral has not been completed yet!

Ye Haotian said angrily: "Master Cangtian! Do you not even give me the opportunity to bury my son well and rest in peace!! Why are you so cruel!"

But, just the moment Ye Haotian finished speaking.

An extremely crisp sound suddenly resounded over the entire Canglong Dynasty.

"Dad, who said I was dead!"

After the words came, several streams of light fell not far ahead of the funeral procession.

At this moment, everyone was stunned and stared at the dozens of people falling from the sky in a daze.

Everyone's eyes fell on the boy.

At this moment, Ye Haotian, Cang Yang, Cang Yuan, Fan Tong and others trembled wildly, their eyes and expressions instantly stiffened...

Ye Hao's teeth were trembling, and his eyes fell tightly on the young man standing not far in front of him!

Yes...yes...

Ye Xiu!

His Xiuer!

Xiu'er, who everyone thought was dead!!

Everyone's eyes were filled with incredible expressions.

At this moment, everyone rubbed their eyes, afraid that it was an hallucination.

Someone even pinched himself.

It will hurt!

Not an illusion!

Ye Xiu!

That legendary boy, Ye Xiu is back!

He is not dead! He is not dead!

Ye Haotian immediately cried and looked at Ye Xiu with tears through the hazy tears.
To be continued...