Chapter 206 Princess Zixi!

"If you want to go after the snow, you have to go if you don't go, hey hey!"

Xuanchen smiled and said, "The snowman Yamamoto also wants to go around. I heard that the beautiful women in the snowy mountains are like clouds, and the contemporary snow mountain saints are as beautiful as immortals!"

Ye Qingyan and Bai Qingyu looked at each other and laughed one after another. Xuanchen's character will never change. As long as there is a beautiful woman, it can attract his attention.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change, but who knows that Xuanchen, a promiscuous prince who has heard in the world, has a shadow in his heart that hurts his heart...

The three chatted a few more words, and then left each other. After several days of continuous war, several people were already exhausted and couldn't help to toss around. In the curious eyes of others, they turned into light and dispersed.

Returning to the Flame Martial Arts Museum, Ye Qingyan didn't even have time to say hello to others. He immediately entered the Zizhu Tower, sat cross-in-back, and fell into a state of deep cultivation.

For martial artists, cultivation is an alternative rest. It can make people shine, energetic, and improve their cultivation level. Mainland martial artists spend most of their time in practice at night. Of course, when it comes to rest, it is definitely better without sleep.

The continuous war and the thrilling life-and-death crisis under the pressure of the emperor have brought Ye Qingyan's understanding of martial arts to a higher level. For many vague things in the past, he has now become clear. At this moment, he put down everything and came to close down, just to take this opportunity to seriously consolidate The understanding during this period.

Ye Qingyan sat cross-body, pinched the mark, and the red and blue light flowed around him, falling into deep cultivation...

The four-way competition of Flame City ended today, and all parties left one after another. After the baptism of bustling noise, it seems that some heavy charm has been precipitated, and Flame City has gradually returned to its former tranquility.

In Flame City, some people come and some people leave. Maybe some people are just strangers who pass by. Even if they meet again one day, they still don't know each other.

But those who must have witnessed the four-way competition, even after a long time, they will still not forget those magnificent teenagers. They are talented, they are arrogant, and they are against thousands of troops...

For the immortal glory of the Flame City, they threw their heads and tried everything. For the Flame City, even if they shed the last drop of blood, they still have no regrets!

This round of the competition made everyone always remember a few names, the arrogant peerless swordsman, the proud young master; the bloody and bloodthirsty and cold flame young master without shen; Bai Qingyu, the cold and arrogant flying fairy prince; the young swordsman in blue clothes, a swordsman with a vast nine-fold sky, ice flame fairy leaf xiao yao......

They all have a shocking posture and are proud of the talent of the world. No one will doubt that if there is an opportunity for them to dive into the abyss, they will definitely soar to the sky and soar into the sky!

Everyone knows that legends will continue. On this vast continent, one day their names will be known all over the world and become an eternal myth in the hearts of everyone on the continent!

People come and go, and people are scattered. For many people, Flame City is a post after all. After the war **, everyone's path must continue, leave, or stay, which has never been too difficult.

This night, many people left...

Xuanchen, a promiscuous son, waved a thousand refined steel folding fan in the air, sang the world-classic "Laughing Red Dust" in his mouth, and left in a wild laughter...

The eighth peerless beauty in the Tianxian spectrum, Yaoqin Fairy Liu Yaoxian, stepped lightly, and left in the green lotus floating all over the sky. The capital of the immortals is unforgettable forever...

The mysterious Xuan Yuge, on the top of the Fenghua Pavilion, stands proudly on the back of the nine-day ice phoenix. With the sound of the phoenix, it turns into a white light and floats away in the amazing eyes of everyone...

Heavenly Evil Sect stepped out, and the evil spirit followed him all over the sky. He looked up to the sky with an evil smile, turned into green light, and rushed to the sky...

Long Xiao, the eldest disciple of Tongtian Sword Sect, swept through the void with a sword, and his strong sword spirit rushed straight to the nine heavens. With his hands, he turned into a peerless sword light and went proudly...

There are also Yan Luo, Yan Luo, the demon of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Nangong Lingshuang, who was born with a cold body, and the ghost power of the Yin and Yang Ghost Sect... Almost the practitioners of the young generation left one after another on the night of the four-way ring war, not because the Flame City did not attract them, but because they had more important tasks to complete. cheng......

Look for someone, looking for a person who doesn't know his last name...

In fact, it was not only the young heroes who left the Flame City who wanted to continue their journey. On the third day of the end of the four-way ring war in the Flame City, Bai Qingyu, the proud young master, and Lie Wu Jin also disappeared in the Flame City one after another. They also walked out of the Flame City and embarked on a journey for the persistence and dreams in their hearts. They need to fight desperately!

In this world, everyone is working hard. If you stand still, it is a step backward relative to the progress of others. Even if you are talented, you don't have all the persistence, and you don't have an indomitable will. One day, you will be left behind fiercely by others. At that time, you can only look at others. People's backs struggle painfully, but they can't catch up and regret.

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"Finally broke into the three heavens of the spiritual realm!"

The next morning, Ye Qingyan opened his eyes, exhaled a turbid breath, and said slowly.

"Three heavens in the spiritual realm..." An old voice slowly sounded in Ye Qingyan's heart, "Your cultivation breakthroughs have been too frequent recently, if you hadn't laid a very solid foundation. I'm afraid it will be extremely bad for you!"

Ling Lao pondered for a moment and said slowly, "At this period of time, don't be in a hurry to break through, practice seriously, boil your spiritual power, and strive to consolidate the foundation. When you break through in the future, there will be no uncontrollable situation!"

Ye Qingyan nodded. Although Ling Lao is unreliable at some times, he can still give him a lot of help in practice. After all, he is an antique who has lived for millions of years. His experience is exactly what Ye Qingyan needs.

Then there was silence. They did not mention the snow, and it seemed that Ling Lao also knew that for Ye Qingyan, the most noble woman was a taboo...

"Sister, how can I, Ye Qingyan, treat you like this!"

Ye Qingyan turned around and looked at a brand-new blue dress beside him. There was a trance in his eyes. He knew that the needles and threads of this green robe were sewn by Su Muyue himself. During that time, he did not know how many times he had pierced his hands, how much blood he had shed and how much effort he had spent.

There is freshly made water on the table for Ye Qingyan to wash, and there is also a hot meal. Su Muyue got up early and cooked it himself.

"Sister, what should I do to you?" Ye Qingyan sighed gently.

A woman can let go of her pride, let go of her reservedness, ask you for warmth, sew clothes for you, and even take the trouble to wash and cook for you. If you meet such a perfect woman, what else is there to hesitate about?

If Ye Qingyan is still not moved by his sister who is extremely cold to others but gentle to himself, it only shows that he is heartfelt.

It's just that Ye Qingyan has no choice...

He, who is desperate, does not want to have care. He believes that after a period of time, if Su Muyue can't see him, he may forget it because of time and distance. At that time, his indifference and ruthlessness will achieve his goal.

However, Ye Qingyan underestimated Su Muyue's persistence and affection after all. In fact, although Ye Qingyan is smart, he doesn't know much about emotional matters. He doesn't know that some emotions, even if there is the isolation of time and space, will not fade at all. On the contrary, like wine, the longer it gets, the better...

Ye Qingyan walked out of the purple bamboo attic and saw Su Muyue wearing a long cyan dress, standing graceful, under the elegant purple bamboo, beautiful and touching.

"Senior sister!"

Ye Qingyan looked at the beautiful back, and there was a momentary trance in his eyes. He knew that under the shadow of mottled purple bamboo, the beautiful and touching Su Muyue, this moment would always be imprinted in his heart.

"Brother, you're awake!" Su Muyue turned around and said softly. At the moment she turned around, there was a flash of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

"Thank you, sister!" Ye Qingyan staggered his eyes slightly, looked at the purple bamboo dancing with the wind next to him, and whispered.

Seeing Ye Qingyan move his eyes away, Su Muyue's beautiful eyes drew a touch of sadness, and then turned slightly, her sleeves crossed the corners of her eyes, and she still smiled like flowers.

"This is what Master asked me to forward to you!" Su Muyue took out a letter, handed it to Ye Qingyan, and whispered.

Ye Qingyan opened the envelope doubtfully and didn't know why Chenxi wrote to himself. Can't he say it to himself?

Open the envelope, and the elegant but beautiful handwriting comes into view:

"Xiaoyao, I've been very happy to watch you grow up this year!"

"Looking at you in the square ring, you can already be alone. I know that you have grown up and can face those things you have to face alone, and I should leave after all!"

"I will teach you the Tianyang Holy Book, and pass on the supreme kendo of the Tianyang Empire; maybe you have guessed my identity!"

"Yes, I am Zixi, the eldest princess of Tianyang Empire!"

"Now I'm going back to Tianyang City. A year later, I hope you can come to Tianyang City. I have something to ask you for help!"

"A year later, Tianyang City, Chenxi Pavilion, I will wait for you!"

"Zixi Keep a pen!"

Ye Qingyan gently closed the letter and breathed a sigh of relief. He had already guessed Chenxi's identity, but he didn't expect that she would be the eldest princess of the Tianyang Empire!

How noble such an identity is!

I'm afraid it's not inferior to the former Ye Qingyan!

"Don't worry, I won't refuse your request. See you in Tianyang City in a year!"

Ye Qingyan carried his hands on his back, his eyes swept through the void and stared at the southwest. He knew that Tianyang Capital was there!