Arrogant little princess

"Huang, the golden sword!!" Seeing his old brother being cut in half by someone's sword, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood angrily, pointed at Yun Chen and screamed.

"It's too late for you to know." Yun Chen raised the sword in his hand high, looked around for a week, stared at them condensedly, and said solemnly and solemnly, "Xiao's sect, the ancestors of all generations are above! The unfilial son Sun Chen, I swear here that I will execute this group of people who disturbed the sleep of the ancestors on the spot! Let them guard the tombs of their ancestors forever and ever, and serve as slaves for generations!! Never reborn!!"

"Ultimate kill! Destroyer—"

Xiao Yunchen is such a black-bellied bastard, he actually deceived everyone!

This is not a condensed gas into a soldier at all!

It is an ancient artifact that contains multiple superimposed attributes and even more invisible attributes. It is the only ancient artifact in the legend.

Legend has it that the golden sword, a twelve-star ancient artifact, is attached with a spirit that can enhance the ultimate attack. What is the concept of a spirit? Only one piece of spirit can be extracted from 100 million spirits, which shows how powerful this thing is.

The golden sword must drink blood to return from its sheath, the more blood it absorbs, the stronger its attack power will be.

But it is very easy to make people go crazy, once they can't grasp it, they will only fall into a situation of eternal doom.

In everyone's distracted eyes, the last thing that freezes is the cruel and handsome face of the young man.

His high-raised sword, his true qi boiled to the highest point, swept across in a mighty way, with a domineering arrogance that is unmatched by the world...

The strong wind tore through the air.

Wherever the golden sword passed, the sentence of destroying the world really came true.

Last seen by many...

It is the afterimage of the companion turned into fine sand and blown in the wind.

There is not a single scum of the warriors and beasts below the heavenly realm that have been suppressed.

The only survivor was the old man Wu Zun, but he fell to the ground after Yun Chen slammed him, spitting out blood, clutching his chest and crawling back again and again, losing his attack power.

Yun Chen's floating figure landed on the ground, then rushed out a few steps, slammed his sword on the ground, knelt down on one knee, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the stellar energy shield on Xuanhuang's body instantly disintegrated.

Without the confinement of his true energy, Xuanhuang immediately ran over, raised a pair of small paws, his big eyes were full of pearls.

She threw herself on him, hugged him tightly, screamed and cursed, "Xiao Yunchen, you bastard, bandit and bully! How can you be so overbearing and unreasonable? How can you leave me to fight alone? ? You're a bastard! You know what? You really are a big bastard!!"

Yun Chen turned his head, feeling weak, and forced a smile at her, "Okay, I'm fine, you see, I'm fine and have nothing to do at all."

Xuanhuang's eyes turned red immediately, he held her face in his hands, and bit his chin hard, "You liar! You are not good, you are not good at all now!"

As if wanting to verify what Xuanhuang said, Yun Chen coughed heavily, the bloodshot from his lips frightened the little girl until her hands and feet became cold.

In a panic, she reached out to wipe the blood on his face, held his head, nodded and nodded again, nodding hard, nodding firmly, "You're fine, you're fine, you're fine, you'll be fine .I will not let you have an accident! Xiao Yunchen!! Xiao Yunchen!!!"

"Okay, okay." Yun Chen hugged her dumbfounded, "Don't call me by my name so loudly, please don't be so loud, Huang'er, I'm alive, I'm alive."

The teardrops hanging in Xuanhuang's eyes surged out upon hearing these words, all emotions could not be concealed.

She was afraid, deeply afraid.

She was so afraid that his reckless move just now would cause him to die together...

"Yunchen, you are mine, you are my Yunchen, my Xiao Yunchen. I don't allow you to do this and take your own life seriously. I don't allow it!! Any hardships and obstacles in the future, you have to let me Face it with you! Maybe I am still very weak in your eyes at the moment, but one day I will stand at the same height as you! I will never let go! I will work hard, I will work hard! I must Catch up with your footsteps, so that I will no longer be your burden!"

"Fool, you little fool!" Yun Chen's heart felt hot, he reached out to hold her small face, and kissed her smooth forehead, "Why do you say that? You are not weak at all. Tough, stronger than anyone."

"You never need to follow in my footsteps." He stroked her little face with slightly cold fingertips, wiped away the crystal clear tears, and whispered softly in her ear, "Because I... I will slow down my steps for you, I will wait for you patiently, don't worry, I will always wait for you."

"You won't drag me down, let alone become my burden. Because you are my Huang'er..."

It's okay if you don't say this, but when you say it, the little guy Xuanhuang is crying and can't control the surging emotional tears.

She hugged him tightly with her backhand, and stuffed her crying face into his arms, and asked in a muffled voice, "Xiao Yunchen, why are you being so nice to me?"

A smile flickered across Yun Chen's lips, he tried his best to break out her head buried in his arms, and winked at her mischievously, "Maybe it's what I owed you in my previous life."

"Who told you to be my Huang'er?" He smiled and bit her lightly, punishing her for biting him so painfully just now, "Perhaps it was destined by the heavens. What faith would there be. Now that I know it, I believe it..."

"It turns out that there really are crazy and desperate believers in the world, Huang'er." He hugged her and stood up slowly, with a subversive smile on his young and handsome face, "You are my belief! Huang'er. I It is the believer who is crazy about you..."

"Xiao Yunchen!" Huang'er screamed, stretching out a pair of small claws to hug his neck tightly.

Yun Chen hugged her, his body tensed suddenly.

"come out!"

After a short drink.

The distorted space spread out in circles like water ripples.

"Elder Xintian!!" The old man Wu Zun, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog and dared not speak at all, cried out as if he had taken a stimulant.

With his broken gong voice.

A man in his forties with an unremarkable appearance appeared out of nowhere, met Yun Chen's gloomy and dripping eyes, and sneered, "As expected of the world-renowned number one genius in the Sky Continent! He actually defeated two Twelve Star Martial Venerable."

"Elder Xintian, this kid has a twelve-star artifact golden sword, which is extremely powerful, you have to be careful with it... ah..."