Chapter 258 Eternal Capital

In a trance, Jia Chen felt a little cold from the palm of his hand. He opened his palm and saw a drop of crystal tears lying quietly in the palm of Jia Chen's hand. The tears had condensed. In the light blue weak light of the tears, Jia Chen Fang Buddha saw the beautiful face of Yun Jixue again, but in the blink of an eye. , but the two are already a different person.

Jia Chen never understood why Yun Jixue was loyal to the Taoist sect. It was not until today that he suddenly found that he had no understanding of Yun Jixue's life, which made Jia Chen feel a kind of helpless pain and heart.

"Why did you choose this road!?" More than once Jiachen wanted to question loudly, and more than once Jiachen wanted to hear Yun Jixue's explanation. However, in the end, he didn't want to change such an ending. The scene of Bingfeng's self-exploding scene was still playing back in Jia Chen's mind. At that moment, Jia Chen was stunned.

"Do you really die like this?" Jia Chen didn't seem to want to believe this cold ending. He was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery in the ninth floor ladder. Jia Chen just sat in a daze against a grassy mountain bag.

A scene from the past flashed back quickly in Jia Chen's mind. The charming posture, the cold beauty that made people throb and intoxicated, and the face like an iceberg that people want to conquer.

"Can't you smell the fragrance of clouds and snow again?" That unique fragrance seemed to haunt the tip of Jia Chen's nose again, sitting so dullly. Jia Chen suddenly felt that his arms were so empty.

At this moment, the unique silence of the ninth ladder has become the best foil, with faint clouds and fog, peaks rising in the distance, beautiful mountains and rivers, and the setting sun. Seeing the depths of the sea of clouds, people can't help but feel like they are in a fairyland.

I don't know when a warm and soft feeling came from the back of Jia Chen's hand. His cold hand was tightly surrounded by the jade-like hand. Needless to look, it was Xi'er who sat quietly beside Jia Chen and wrapped Jia Chen's hand tightly with her little hand.

Xi'er just quietly accompanied Jiachen. In the deepest part of people's sadness, no matter how many words are, they are useless. It is the greatest comfort to give Jiachen some warmth at this time.

The coldness in his heart seemed to be slightly touched. Jia Chen turned his head and looked at Xier's delicate side face under the setting sun. Under the long eyelashes was a pair of bright and flexible eyes. The strong Qiong's nose seemed to be surrounded by a faint luster. The neck behind the girl's ears looked slender and white against the black hair like a waterfall. Xi, looking at the closed rosy lips, Jia Chen suddenly had an impulse.

There was no more hesitation or scruples. When Jia Chen's powerful arms held Xi'er into his arms, when Jia Chen's cold lips touched the two warm pieces, he looked at Xi'er's slightly frightened and bright eyes and felt the jade-like mosquito incense in his arms. Jia Chen just wanted to hold Xi'er tightly and tighten it. He couldn't wait to melt. Enter your own body.

The frightened Xi'er saw Jia Chen's face so close for the first time that she realized her current situation. Her fair skin became as red as a ripe apple. Xi'er's body struggled slightly a few times, but finally succumbed to Jia Chen's arms.

The breeze blew, and the sea of clouds was still wandering lazily. The golden afterglow under the sunset put on a golden coat for the two people who hugged each other tightly. In this beautiful mountains and rivers, under the blue sea and blue sky, at this moment, Jia Chen and Xi'er seemed to have become the couple in the painting. Forget the world.

It may be just a moment of blinking, or it may be as long as a century. When the two finally separated from the long kiss, Xi'er's brain was still afraid. She looked at Jia Chen, who was gasping like a frightened rabbit. Looking at this moment, Jia Chen like a beast, there was a strange throbbing in her heart. Slowly flowing through.

Four eyes are opposite. If Yun Jixue's eyes are like ice, then Xi'er's eyes are a bright spring. Looking at the bright spring, how much Jia Chen wants to melt the people in his arms into his heart.

"Fool, you hurt me." Xi'er lowered her head, and a mosquito-like voice lingered in Jia Chen's ear. She suspected that if she let Jia Chen hold her like this, she might not be able to breathe.

Jia Chen just gently stroked Xi'er's hair, and the fragrance from the tip of his nose made Jia Chen intoxicated, "I will never lose you again!" Never, never let my lover leave my side again!"

It took a long time for Jia Chen to spit out such a sentence.

This is a promise to Xi'er, but isn't it a vow and confession to Yun Jixue? The departure of Yun Jixue made Jiachen feel the piercing pain for the first time, the kind of despair like the end of the world. Although tears were only a futile sadness, at this moment, Jia Chen finally couldn't suppress it. Warm tears, big drops rolled down Jia Chen's cheeks.

"Ah...!" The pain of shouting may be the best choice for Jiachen at this moment.

Xi'er's little hand gently stroked Jia Chen's resolute face that had been created over the years and gently brushed away the warm **. At this moment, Xi'er smiled so sad and gratified.

When Jia Chen finally cleaned up his mood and set foot on the journey again, a day had passed. Xi'er was no longer hidden in Jia Chen's body, but obediently accompanied Jia Chen. Naturally, Li Li and Yan were very interesting and did not come out.

The little hand was held tightly by Jia Chen all the time. I don't know whether this is Xi'er's need or a comfort for Jia Chen.

Until this time, Jiachen began to observe the interior of the nine-step ladder. I have to say that the leisurely and ethereal atmosphere was the first time in Jiachen's life. If people imagine the fairyland situation, there is no doubt that this is the most suitable place for people's imagination, even no worse.

Driving the wheel of the blood moon and crossing the sea of clouds, after several days of travel, the scenery in front of them finally changed.

In this light place, Jia Chen actually saw a layer of hazy milky white appearing in front of him. Involuntarily Jia Chen accelerated his speed. As the two kept approaching, a majestic and solemn sense of weight unconsciously sneaked into Jia Chen's heart, which couldn't help but make people become solemn.

When Jiachen finally saw the milky light object, his mouth grew in surprise.

That is not a simple object. To be precise, what is presented in front of Jiachen at this moment is actually a fairy floating on the sea of clouds!

There is a legend about the Jade Tower of the Nine Heavenly Fairy Palace, and there is a magnificent mirage. There are too many descriptions of the Fairy Palace. Although Jia Chen has heard countless speculations, when he really saw the scenery in front of him, he never thought that Xianque would look like this.

No one knows how this huge and majestic fairy palace floats on this weightless sea of clouds. Looking at a milky white world, the jade-like unknown stone piles up the fairy palace layer by layer, and the tide-like sea of clouds permeates around the fairy palace, covering the ground under your feet. Strictly, looking up, white stone pillars like heavenly pillars stood up, and a layer of pavilions rose up surrounded by stone pillars. The so-called five steps and ten steps on the first floor, the corridor waist was back, and the eaves were pecked high. Looking far away, a total of nine-story pavilions were stacked. Against the backdrop of the milky white halo, it stood in the fairy palace. The fine light flowed on the ninth floor of the pavilion, and from time to time, the clouds disappeared. In a trance, Jiachen seemed to have the cry of the sky and the fairy.

After swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Jia Chen looked up at the plaque in front of the Fairy Palace, and four big golden characters came into Jia Chen's eyes.

"Holy Capital!"