Supreme Immortal Emperor

In the early morning, the heavy snow is still flying, covering the vast world with a layer of holy white clothed.

On the top of the mountain, Ye Chen and Chu Xuan’er got up and walked onto the vast land. They were all white clothed cloaks with white hair, just like snow.

I don’t know when they appeared in an ancient city in Beichu.

Just stepping into the noisy street, it became extremely quiet in an instant. Everyone looked at them, their tea cups stopped by their mouths, and their open mouths forgot to close and lift their feet. Set in midair.

The two of them walked lightly with white hair, both silent, and did not stop at the slightest because of the tranquility of the ancient city.

Until they left for a long time, the ancient city was still dead silent.

The world is still so quiet, the arrival and departure of the two people left no trace, as if they had never appeared before.

“I…I read that right!” I don’t know how long it took before someone opened his mouth, “Ye…Ye Chen is still in North Chu?”

“Eight…80% yes.”

“So blatantly, so…are you afraid of being siege again?”

“Or, he wants to kill again Once.”

The sound of this remark was small, like a thunderbolt, making everyone in Ancient City tremble.

Kill again?

Everyone is trembling. Even in the past few days, the bloody picture is still engraved in their bones.

The demon God of the world, the power of one person, killed millions of cultivator returned in low spirits after failing, the North Chu land, corpses everywhere across the field, blood flowing into a river, until today, that virtual Thick blood mist is still floating in the misty sky.

Ye Chen and Chu Xuan are on the road again, without stopping, coming gently and leaving, just like the flying white snow, leaving the world with only a faint white shadow.

Of course, their appearance made Beichu people were alarmed.

Every time you arrive at an ancient city, there will be silence, and then there will be a sound of boiling like a sea tide.

“Ye…Ye Chen is here again?” The major Aristocratic families in Northern Chu, after hearing about them, their face instantly changes turned pale.

“Quick…Quickly, strengthen the Formation of the mountain, everyone can’t get to the family.” Soon, such voices sounded one after another. It was a terrifying nightmare that made them afraid to go again miss you.

“What are you waiting for.” In the hall of the Bloodthirsty Hall, the Soul Eater glanced at the Bloodthirsty Yama, “This is the last chance.”

“Millions of cultivators have been The killed returned in low spirits after failing, and sent troops again, the ending remains the same.” Bloodthirsty Yan Luo’s eyes were blood red.

“A few million won’t work, then 10,000,000, 10,000,000 won’t work, then 20 million.” Soul Eater said coldly, “This person must die, otherwise the blood spirit Aristocratic Family is a lesson for me. “

“10,000,000, 20 million, it’s so courageous.” Bloodthirsty Yama snered, looking at Soul Eater with bloodshot eyes, “Even though there are so many cultivators in North Chu, they are willing to listen to my orders. Is it?”

“After all, you are scared.” Soul Eater’s voice became gloomy.

“You are not the same.” Bloodthirsty Yan Luo said coldly, “Rather than bothering with me, you might as well go to the Demon Realm and the Netherworld. You have to punish Ye Chen. Wang battle strength.”

“Do you treat the descendants of Sovereign as a display?” The Soul Eater’s face was even more gloomy, and there was a flickering light in his eyes.

“Then what are you talking about with me.” The bloodthirsty Yama’s face suddenly became fierce, “Without the army of kings, what shall we use to destroy Ye Chen, and the blood that will be killed again? flowing into a river?”

“You…”

The vastness between Heaven and Earth, Ye Chen and Chu Xuan are still moving forward slowly, like a couple, On a romantic trip.

All parties in the North Chu were watching, but they did not move at all. Even the Hall of Bloodthirsty could not be retracted, which made the people of North Chu sigh.

This is the courage of the king!

This is the power of the king!

Even though this is not the site of Celestial Court, but they are here, and there is no concealment at all. In this way, the Great Influence of Northern Chu is so scared that they dare not leave .

Celestial Court Holy Lord, overawes the world.

I’m afraid, they are indeed afraid. The one who was killed became terror-stricken at the news.

Under everyone’s attention, those two white clothed figures walked out of the cultivator world and set foot on Mortal World.

Nan Zhao Imperial Palace, a late old man, was wiping the snow on a tombstone with his sleeves, trembling, his old eyes were muddy, and the back in the snow was so rickety.

This person, take a closer look. Isnt he the same as the Nanzhao King Liu Qingquan?

Now, he is gray-haired, where is the appearance of a monarch, like an old man about to enter the land for peace.

grandfather, where did mother go!

On the side, Xiao Ruoxi was so sweet, she was very well-behaved, and she was constantly peeling away the accumulated white snow with her little hands. She was still so innocent and ignorant, confused and ignorant, without knowing the pain of the world.

She went a long way!

Liu Qingquan held the little girl in his arms, his muddy old eyes looked into the distance, his voice hoarse and vicissitudes of life.

The pain in the world is nothing more than see one’s child die before oneself. Even if he is the emperor, in the eyes of the cultivator, he is still an ant, guarding the poor Li people and guarding the poor grave.

Ye Chen slowly appeared with a breeze blowing, with flicks of snow.

Big Brother!

The little girl raised her small pink face, her big eyes flashing at Ye Chen who suddenly appeared.

Ye Chen slightly smiled, touched her little head, and looked towards Liu Ruyan’s grave.

In the heavy snow, he stood there like an ice sculpture, motionless, letting snowflakes float all over his body.

My name is Liu Ruyan!

Suddenly, these words sounded in his ear again, his eyes were blurred, as if he could still see the shadow of playing the piano for her, now she is inside, he is outside, and there is a gap between them. Red dust.

I will remember!

He gently stroked the tombstone, and what lingered in his mind was the last words Liu Ruyan said to him. Those eyes that were always unwilling to close, with tenderness and pain, said goodbye to Hongchen.

The vicissitudes of his laughter, the mortal woman, the love of the mortal world, ruined her, but made him.

“Goddess, take her!” Liu Qingquan came tremblingly, holding a suqin in his hand.

“I’m sorry.” Ye Chen took Suqin, but his voice was hoarse.

“You saved her once three years ago, and she will pay you back three years later. This may be the cause and effect of the immortal population.” Liu Qingquan turned around again and wiped the tombstone with his sleeves as if forever. Endless Shirayuki.

“I owe her.” The dignified Celestial Court Holy Lord unexpectedly leaned over and gave a great gift to a mortal.

Snowflakes fluttered, he put Suqin on his back and turned silently, holding a small hand in his hand, his pink face, and sometimes turning his head to look at the gray-haired Liu Qingquan.

Liu Qingquan never turned around, but tears flickered in her muddy old eyes.

Three years ago, he was a small family Patriarch, and he made Monarch of the entire Country by mistake.

Three years, like a fantasy, the same is that he still lost his daughter after all.

Outside the palace, Chu Xuan’er also stood there like an ice sculpture, letting the heavy snow fly.

She came to this country for the second time. She met a mortal woman and taught her Nine Nether, but she left a sad marriage.

Ye Chen came out, carrying Suqin and Ruoxi.

Suddenly, her lovable body trembled, looking at the innocent little girl and her beautiful eyes like water, a trace of confusion flashed.

Their journey has added a little silhouette.

On the vast ground, there are three series of footprints, like Liu Ruyan, Ye Chen and Xiao Ruoxi on that day, and the setting sun, their backs are very warm, like a family Three mouths.