Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 732 Unification of Zhongzhou! (2)
"Then I'll take my leave first." Ouyang Qianze turned his eyes, but when he said this, he looked at Lou Junyan.

Lou Junyan nodded slowly, his dark red eyes sank slightly, and two words came out from his thin lips, "Thank you."

The smile on Ouyang Qianze's lips is very meaningful, and only he knows what Lou Junyan is thanking, not for the thousands of troops, not for the battle in the world, but just for the tightly held hands in his palms The pair of bare hands.

"Farewell." Ouyang Qianze turned around, his pupils as thick as splashed ink faintly flashed.

Uncle Qing stared at Ling Wushuang for a few times, his thick black eyebrows twitched strangely, a little surprised, a little puzzled, the last Chinese character face finally showed no expression, and when he turned to leave, he waved his hand at the people around him. wave.

Under the leadership of Ouyang Qianze, the Xuanshi Legion in Fengxuejiancheng receded like a tide.

Soon, the sky was completely silent.

There are thousands of troops in the sky, on the ground, and on the top of the sun. Without any instructions, they will not even make the slightest sound.

Ling Wushuang bit her lip, looked at the direction where Ouyang Qianze disappeared, exhaled a foul breath, and came back to her senses after a while, lowered her eyebrows thoughtfully, as if she was still thinking about something, the breeze swept past, if Ruowu's bloody breath brushed the tip of her nose.

"Jun Yan—"

Ling Wushuang looked down her eyes subconsciously, her pupils shrank slightly in a daze, and she loosened Lou Junyan's hand like an electric shock. She was so shocked that she came back to her senses completely, and couldn't help but curse, "Damn it!" of."

Bright red blood burst out, and on the cold jade-like back of the hand, the traces of a row of fingernails that were tightly grasped could be seen deep into the bones, blood and flesh were blurred, and the bright red color was smudged, like gorgeous poppies blooming in the air. Blooms in the dark.

"It's okay." Lou Junyan followed Ling Wushuang's gaze, but frowned slightly.

Ling Wushuang glared at him, raised his wrist, lit a small porcelain bottle with his fingertips, shook out the powder inside, and sprinkled it carefully on the back of Lou Junyan's hand, with a depressed expression.

Really, how could she be so careless.

"It's okay, I'll figure out a way, as long as the out-of-body spirit remains alive, there is still hope." Lou Junyan's deep eyes, through the fine hair on Ling Wushuang's forehead, looked at Qing Ling with a serious expression. face.

"I know, it depends on human effort, there must be a way."

With the protection of my father, my mother's spirit will definitely not make any mistakes. Now I am looking for a way to let the spirit enter the body!

A firm color flashed in Ling Wushuang's eyes. While speaking, she squeezed Lou Junyan's hand tightly, and the fingertips of one hand pressed the fine white pearl-like powder. Seriously stroking the back of tired hands.

When they left, the place was already clean, with a luster like cold jade under the flow of the surrounding moonlight.

Ling Wushuang looked left and right holding Lou Junyan's hand, and finally smiled with satisfaction, "Okay."

The slender and jade-like hands are well-defined, and the arcs and lines of each part are as smooth as clouds and flowing water, like the most perfect masterpiece from heaven.

Lou Junyan shook his head almost invisibly, and smiled hoarsely. There was no superfluous expression on the sharp-edged and stern face, but a faint color of pampering and pampering unconsciously gushed out from the depths of those dark pupils.

The two people above the Purple Crystal Phoenix looked at each other and smiled, and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers suddenly became colorless.

"Your Majesty."

Yunchen tentatively called from the side.

Lou Junyan looked back, waved his sleeves behind his hands, and said two words coldly, "Enter the city."

"Yes!"

A smile appeared on Yunchen's gentle face, his face was radiant, and he quickly took orders.

The people in Wanli Luyuan thought they were saved from a desperate situation, but they didn't expect that they would not be able to escape the miserable end in the end. No matter how unwilling and angry they were, they couldn't do anything about it.

Faced with the current situation, there is no way to recover.

With the withdrawal of the Guangming Holy Soul Hall and the Valley of the Fire-bathed Pills, the Wanli Luyuan, which was left with an empty shell, faced the army at the top of the sun. It was undoubtedly a mantis' arm, and the remnants of the generals were completely wiped out in almost no time.

On the endless plain, the majestic royal city was quiet, dimly lit, like a night sky full of stars. After the flames of war dissipated, there was no change in this land except for the change of the throne.

The palace hall stretches for tens of miles, and there are rows of high and low buildings, each of which is the most perfect carving, exquisite workmanship.

The momentum is magnificent, beautiful, flamboyant and gorgeous, not weaker than the tops of the mountains.

In the center of Tongtian Tower, Optimus Pillar towers into Mokong.

Look up to explore the sky, and pick the stars with your hands.

"The Little Dragon King really didn't show up." Ling Wushuang's voice came from the highest place of Tongtian Tower, and as the surrounding night wind dispersed, it was stained with a teasing chuckle, "It's not very calm, it's true not give a damn about."

Lou Junyan stared at the vast land below with deep eyes, hearing Ling Wushuang's doubtful words, a thoughtful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That's true." Yun Chen who was behind him pursed his lips.

From the beginning of this great war, no, since the extreme northern ice field, the Little Dragon King has been missing. He really doesn't care about the life and death of the White Deer Throne, and the matter of the Wanli Luyuan, but Jin Ling's actions have always been It's his style to be eccentric without borders.

Ling Wushuang shook his head, and stopped pursuing the things he couldn't figure out.

"Your Majesty, when I was in Tianyin Valley, I bumped into a mysterious person." Now that he was free, Yun Chen mentioned what happened to him when he was attacking Tianyin Valley.

"A mysterious person?" Ling Wushuang looked at Yunchen suspiciously.

Lou Junyan turned around, looked at Yun Chen, his eyebrows twitched.

Yun Chen nodded, pondered for a long time before saying with a sullen face, "I don't know if this subordinate is thinking too much, but I just ran into it on the ruins of Tianyin Valley, but he didn't make any movements, so Jian Nu and I chased him out When I was there, it disappeared in a flash, which is a bit strange."

Moreover, he felt that this person was somewhat familiar, but the breath was completely different.

The sword slave standing beside holding a long sword, seeing Yun Chen looking over, nodded and said no more, no less, focusing on the point, "The speed is very fast, I only saw a figure from the back, and the breath is not strong." Like a holy harp."

Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan looked at each other, and almost immediately thought of the man they ran into in the tomb in the sky.

"What's going on with Shengqin?" Ling Wushuang frowned and looked at Yunchen.

When she was in the extreme northern ice field, although Shengqin was shot by her ice bow, the news of life and death has always been uncertain, and after Tianyin Valley was destroyed, it completely disappeared, but she always felt that the guy It's not that easy to die.

(End of this chapter)