The more Zhuque talks, the more angry he becomes, and the more he thinks, the more aggrieved he feels.

Even though he had not condensed into a physical body, Chu Yue could feel Zhuque's eyes staring at her resentfully, telling her protests.

Chu Yue shrugged her shoulders and raised her hand to touch her nose slightly. Her eyes were filled with a clear and peaceful river and a peaceful country. A smile immediately appeared on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

While he was happy, he pulled out a few more red feathers that were still squirting out of the buttocks. After circulating in the breath of the martial god, he threw them out with the wind, bringing the auspicious fire and the sound of the succulent bird to thousands of households that stretched across the land.

The sky was shining on the west mountain, and the fire burned the clouds.

When thousands of houses are lit, the moon comes from the sea.

This land should abandon the past dross and completely wait for the arrival of the new era.

No matter how reluctant everyone was to abandon Emperor Chu's abdication, they knew that goldfish were not objects in the pond, and when they encountered the changes of the wind and clouds, they would change.

Her avenue and the journey to the sea of ​​stars are not limited to the homeland that is within a single place, but to a higher distance.

It's that...

The extraterrestrial world called the prehistoric world.

There are not only warriors, but also especially powerful warriors such as gods and fairy masters, to pursue martial arts closest to Sunlight.

In the realm of all things, the emperor ordered the feathers to float in the sky, and the red flames were dazzling and auspicious.

Bu Hairou and Si Lieyang stood side by side, and brought the old and young emperors of Qilin Heaven and other family to the emperor's throne, ordering Yu to kneel down and worship.

Qilin Emperor was so happy that he couldn't stop the smile on his eyebrows.

There are two happy events.

One reason was that he thought Bu Hairou was going to travel around with Si Lieyang's turtle boy, and he worked hard to practice medicine without medicine.

As for the second, Bu Qilin never dreamed that his daughter could become the emperor lord.

"Okay, okay, okay, good!" Bu Qilin smiled so hard that he couldn't stop, revealing his standard white teeth. "Rou'er, for his father, I said that I dreamed of the ancestral tomb that was coming, and there must be a happy event. Now, the good days of the Bu family have finally come."

Bu Hairou knelt on the ground with a pious face, slowly raised her hands, held Ling Yu in her palm, placed Ling Yu in her warm chest, closed her eyes slightly, and said softly and sincerely: "I will use my life to protect the void of the imperial realm with Sister Qingshuang. I will never repeat the same mistakes and walk the old path, but I hope you will look back when you become a god in the future, and neither the imperial realm nor the mountains and seas will disappoint you."

Become a god?

When Qilin Emperor heard this, he curled his lips.

He admitted that the daughter of the Ye family had two tricks, and was an unusual one. She was a rare person.

However, such geniuses are everywhere in the prehistoric realm. They can strive to win the upper class for their Ye family to glorify their ancestors. Isn’t it a fool to dream about the path to becoming a god?

Indeed, the Qilin Emperor who knelt on one knee could only complain a few times in his heart and dared not say anything bluntly.

He was really afraid that his daughter who finally returned home because Ye Chuyue was going to sever his father-daughter relationship with him.

Si Lieyang helped Bu Hairou up, "We will not disappoint Emperor Chu."

Bu Hairou nodded.

The position of Emperor Lord was coming from Bu Hairou.

He and Si Lieyang traveled around the countries and went out of the territory several times to find the mystery of martial arts and the true meaning of medicine without medicine.

Now that they have returned from their studies, they have only one goal, to let all the martial artists in the world understand everything they have learned and known.

The Imperial Realm Continent is just an inconspicuous continent in the lower realm of the prehistoric world.

They have the most grand wish.

It is to use all my life to make the Imperial Realm Continent have a place to stand in the prehistoric realm where hundreds of boats compete for the current and bloom with flowers.

She believed that this day would come.

Just in the near future.

...

Mountains and seas are empty, the hall on the other side.

Leng Qingshuang took Ling Yu and stored it carefully and properly.

The strange beasts that entered the hall all performed the rituals of her subordinates.

Seeing this, Leng Qingshuang's eyes were slightly red, her fists were clenched with her hands, and she secretly swears in her heart that she would make the void of the mountains and seas a different power!

Xiao Yueyue has good intentions. As a senior sister who has been going on, how could she not know about it?

She gave up the martial arts journey that she walked side by side with Xiao Yueyue, and just wanted to stay by Yan Nanji's side to fulfill the wish that Yan Nanji had not fulfilled during her lifetime.

But she was also in pain.

In this life, she can let go of everything for her own good deeds, but she cannot let go of Yan Nanji.

Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been difficult to achieve both loyalty and righteousness, and they cannot get both the fish but the bear's paw.

This time, it was she who let go of Xiao Yueyue.

In order to allow her to stay underground naturally and with peace of mind, Xiao Yueyue first gave it to the other side of the shore, and then had the right to manage the mountains and seas. In addition, she also wanted her to walk with Chu Yue and others who were still fighting in another way, and continue to stride forward in this martial arts path.

"Little Swallow, we can't fall behind too much, we must meet Xiao Yueyue at the top."

Leng Qingshuang took Yan Nanji to the palace.

Yan Nanji, who is in a corpse puppet, is like a puppet lifting a thread, controlled by Leng Qingshuang.

Leng Qingshuang could control his walking, but could not control his dead soul.

Since then, every day of Leng Qingshuang has been dealing with the affairs of the mountains and seas and the time to be dazed with Yan Nanji.

The night was quiet and quiet, with stars and moons shining, and the frost was so tired that it was tired and sleepy. She had been busy with the matter of void for many days, almost unrestrained, making her eyelids as heavy as a mountain. She could not hold on to the sleepiness and lay on the table made of snowflakes to rest.

It's been a long time, and it's the second half of the night.

A pair of cold and white hands covered Leng Qingshuang's body.

The next day, when Leng Qingshuang woke up, she suddenly grabbed the cloak with her hands, and ran back to the bedroom as if she was stimulated.

"Little Swallow."

She held the door lintel excitedly and excitedly and looked over, only seeing a cold body and eyes without focal length.

The enthusiasm of cold frost seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water, but tears could not be restrained.

She gradually squatted down, and her hand holding the door lintel was moving down weakly.

"Sorry, little swallow."

She said: "It's my fault, I thought you came to me."

She had clearly accepted Yan Nanji, who was in this state, how could she look forward to anything else?

Leng Qingshuang, who was soft all over, grabbed the door lintel tightly and supported her hard to stand up gradually.

She slowly turned her back and walked out of the palace, holding the railings with both hands, and the cold wind blew her face.

Leng Qingshuang then drooped her head, lowered her eyelashes and tears were like rain, her shoulders trembled slightly, and her little face turned much white.

She didn't want to meet Yan Nanji in a state of collapse, just as Yan Nanji once made her laugh every moment.

Facing the cold wind that was comparable to the chilly winter, she lowered her eyelashes and burst into tears. Her throat was sore that she could not make a sound, so she could only sob in a low voice.

a long time--

A tall figure slowly walked behind him in the wind.

The man stretched out his hands and took her into his arms.
Chapter completed!