Chapter 248 All Suppression

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Zhuo Muyan opened the window and looked at the railing. Zhuo Yuhan below seemed to be touched and suddenly looked up, just facing the pair of resentful eyes and haggard face.

Time seems to go back to the Zhuoyang family many years ago. The unruly and arrogant young lady, dressed as white as snow and proud of everyone, will tie them together in that year.

Zhuo Yuhan's eyes suddenly saw the tearful eyes and the haggard-faced Zhuo Muyan. Those eyes have told Zhuo Yuhan everything. There is no need for words or actions, and Zhuo Yuhan can understand everything.

After all, she still loves him.

"How dare you force her to marry the ninth prince?" Zhuo Yuhan suddenly burst into a domineering and fierce murderous spirit. Step by step, the whole space was locked and frozen in an instant. There was a slight abnormal movement. Everyone, including purple, was about to be killed in an instant.

"Bold. How dare you be presumptuous in my purple gas sect.

Ziqi felt sweating like rain, and the momentum on Zhuo Yuhan's body was too strong. Even his master Zihe Mountain did not have such a prison-like momentum, as if Zhuo Yuhan's thoughts moved, he would be millions of corpses and bleeding thousands of miles. In the face of such a strong Zhuo Yuhan, he did not even dare to have the idea of resisting, and his heart was only shocked: "In only a few years, he has grown to such a level."

A sudden shout sounded, and the figure of Zihe Mountain appeared, but Zhuo Yuhan didn't care at all. As soon as he shook his big sleeves, Zihe Mountain was easily swept out. This time, everyone was really dumbfounded. Zihe Mountain, at the peak of Jiupin Marquis, was actually swept away by Zhuo Yuhan's understated sleeves.

"In the past, I won't kill you. If you are not convinced, you can call out all the elders of your Ziqi Sect to have a try.

Zhuo Yu's cold momentum ended and left this sentence coldly. The next moment, people had entered the pavilion.

Outside the pavilion, everyone was relieved to find that their clothes had been soaked in cold sweat. Zihe Mountain flew back in confusion and fell here. Looking at the prohibition laid by Zhuo Yuhan outside the pavilion, he was extremely shocked.

"This son's cultivation has reached the title of king, and there is no opponent outside. It seems that he can only invite the elder to come forward." Purple River Mountain muttered.

"Master, Zhuo Yuhan's current cultivation can't resist. Tomorrow, the ninth prince will come back to welcome the family. Let's leave it to the ninth prince to deal with it by himself. Ziqi said.

"It doesn't matter. The elder Shouyuan is approaching, and he dares not take action easily to avoid losing his vitality. Let's all break up!" Zihe Mountain nodded and dispersed the crowd.

In the pavilion, Zhuo Yuhan and Zhuo Muyan are only three steps apart, but no one took the initiative to take these three steps. I don't know how long it took, Zhuo Muyan suddenly scolded, "Bad boy, you will die if you come early!"

"Something has been delayed." Zhuo Yuhan touched his nose and smiled bitterly. Zhuo Muyan was still Zhuo Muyan. No matter what, he could not change the arrogance in his bones.

"Well, I think you want to repudiate the debt! Let me tell you, this time, you can't run alone again. Zhuo Muyan still didn't move, but cursed with his hands on his waist.

"The ends of the earth also need your company." Zhuo Yu smiled coldly.

"What about the Nine Princes?" Zhuo Muyan suddenly said.

"Where do you come from, where do you go back?"

"Come here and let me vent a few times."

"No! At least I'm under the crown of the king. Let's save some face!" Zhuo Yuhan smiled bitterly.

"If you don't come, I'll go! I'll beat you all over the place looking for teeth!" Zhuo Muyan was not surprised by Zhuo Yuhan's cultivation. In her opinion, her own man should be like this. Zhuo Muyan finally moved the lotus step and walked to Zhuo Yuhan. He waved his fist and fought. When he started the fight, he did not forget to warn, "You are not allowed to fight back!"

Pa, Pa, Pa...

"Fool, you really don't want to come back!" Zhuo Muyan suddenly looked up and asked.

"Isn't this making you angry? Have you had enough?"

"No, how can this be enough? I have to fight for a lifetime."

Zhuo Yuhan smiled and took the opportunity to hold Zhuo Muyan's willow waist. An elegant fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose and was soft. Zhuo Yuhan looked down at his beloved Yiren in his arms. Blowing and breaking skin, exquisite and beautiful face, slightly open red lips, Zhuo Yu slowly leaned over and kissed.

Zhuo Muyan was electrocuted. A moment later, he also put his arms around Zhuo Yuhan's neck and kissed him affectionately.

After many years of separation, at this moment, their thoughts were vented.

The belt is getting wider and confused. The temperature on the two people keeps rising, and they instinctively explore each other. At this moment, nothing exists in their world, but instinctively.

I don't know when there was a drizzle in the sky, and the whole purple peak looked beautiful. The pavilion in the misty rain is full of spring. The red bed is stacked with pillows, the clouds and rain are floating, and the soul is flying nine times. Several ups and downs are like a dream.

Time flies, the clouds see the sun, and the sudden rain stops. Zhuo Muyan nests in Zhuo Yuhan's arms, with a little sweat on his forehead.

"Yu Han, we are finally together." Zhuo Muyan looked at the delicate red plum. Although the pain below was unbearable, he was full of happiness. He moved his body with difficulty and found a more comfortable posture. He was as lazy as a cat. His voice was not as arrogant as before, but soft and eroded bones.

Zhuo Yuhan hugged Zhuo Muyan tightly, kissed her forehead, and said softly, "Don't separate again. No one can break up."

Zhuo Yuhan and Zhuo Muyan loved each other in the pavilion and envied others, but Ziqi Heng and Ziheshan constantly appeased the guests. At the same time, they sent letters to the ninth prince that tomorrow is the day when the ninth prince Dao Ziqizong welcomes their marriage, and everyone is looking forward to what sparks will collide tomorrow.

Zhuo Yuhan and Zhuo Muyan were like newlyweds, like glue, and did not leave in the pavilion until a day passed. Zhuo Yuhan didn't want to leave at all. On that day, the ninth prince embarrassed himself in the Yanyu Pavilion, but now he can calculate the old account.

"Scold."

A loud shout suddenly thought, Zhuo Yuhan opened his eyes, flashed, and said calmly, "Ninth Prince, you finally appeared. If you dare to hit my woman, no one can save you."

"Yu Han, let me talk about it. After all, he is the prince of the empire.

Zhuo Muyan wore a wide purple gauze, revealing a large area of snow-white skin. Her pretty face was slightly red, unspeakably charming, unspeakably ecstasy, and her long hair looked slightly messy. Naturally, the two fought several times when they tried for the first time, and did not end the battle until just now. Zhuo Muyan climbed behind Zhuo Yuhan, exhaled in his ear, and said gently.

"It doesn't matter. Why don't you stay there? It doesn't hurt there anymore?"

Zhuo Yuhan scraped Zhuo Muyan's nose and laughed dotingly.

"Hate. It's all your fault. Who told you to work so hard?" Zhuo Muyan bit Zhuo Yuhan's ear and cursed shyly.

"Okay, okay, okay! I was wrong. Have a good rest. When I solve the problem, we will go to Aunt Xun.

Zhuo Yuhan patted Zhuo Muyan's buttocks, put on his clothes, and walked directly out of the pavilion. Zhuo Muyan looked at Zhuo Yuhan's leaving figure, and her happy smile gradually expanded from the depths of her eyes.

"Zhuo Yuhan! You are so bold that you dare to rob the prince with me. At the beginning, Yan Yuchen and Long Wuya helped you in Tianmu College. Today, I will see who can save you.

Outside the pavilion, the ninth prince in a golden dragon robe looked at Zhuo Yuhan who slowly came out, and his handsome face was full of anger. The woman of His Royal Highness the Nine Prince was robbed, which was a great shame for him.

"Murong Taicang, no more nonsense. Since you are here today, you don't have to leave. No one can touch anything or people of Zhuo Yuhan, otherwise there will be only one consequence.

Zhuo Yuhan had a desire to kill Murong Taicang, and he was not polite at all. The fact that he forced Zhuo Muyan to marry him was enough to make Zhuo Yuhan kill him.

"Arrogant!"

At this moment, everyone's mind is full of this word. Zhuo Yuhan's performance is simply arrogant, bold and not afraid of death to the extreme. His Royal Highness, the most powerful prince in the empire, can be killed with such an understatement.

"Jinyiwei listened to the order, Zhuo Yuhan committed chaos and was blind. He despised the majesty of the empire, and his crime should be killed, let's be killed."

The ninth prince's gloomy face told the big brocade guard beside him that the ten guards who had reached the peak of the marquis rushed out of the street like a vicious tiger looking for a wolf. Ten attacks were overwhelming, shattered the void, and the ordinary prince did not dare to take it under the crown.

"Hmm!"

Zhuo Yu snorted coldly and slowly bombarded his fists when he saw the attack in front of him. Suddenly, the sound of the roar of dragons and tigers resounded between heaven and earth. The space was broken and the earth shook. All the attacks were in front of Zhuo Yuhan's fists, such as a child's house, jade fists were destroyed, like broken bamboo, not only breaking the ten-person couplet The attack of the hand shook ten people into the depths of the void.

"You... No wonder you are so brave. It turns out that you have made great progress in cultivation. But you will definitely die today."

Zhuo Yuhan's strength set off a huge wave in the heart of the ninth prince. You should know that he shouted at the vigorous cultivation of the royal family before he broke through to the title of marquis. Originally, he thought that the young people in the world were unparalled, but he didn't expect Zhuo Yuhan to walk in front of him. At this time, the ninth prince's extraordinary temperament showed, and there was no surprise on the surface. An old man in a white robe beside him suddenly moved.

"King's crown!"

Zhuo Yuhan's pupils shrank slightly. Be careful. The cultivation shown by the old man in white is definitely the title of king.

"If you become a thief, you will die quickly." The old man in white stretched out his withered palm and pinched the void, and the void suddenly collapsed.

"Well, old man, let's see who dies first."

Zhuo Yuhan's big sleeve swept out, which was also swept out by the power of space. The collapsed space suddenly returned to calm. Zhuo Yuhan did not stop and punched down to the sky. The whole purple mountains were blocked by this fist, leaving only golden fists.

"Fight and star shift!"

The old man in white shouted, and the same punch came out. When his fist passed, there seemed to be stars twinkling. However, Zhuo Yuhan's fist is like a sun star, and the stars are about to be suppressed.

"A big seal of great disaster."

Zhuo Yu's cold magic power came out, and the pilgrimage returned to the extreme. Waves of attacks bombarded out, and his true spirit was extremely vast and continuous. The battle between the two in the void could not be seen by outsiders, but the old man in white was extremely shocked.

"The magic of sealing puppets."

The emperor's book appeared above Zhuo Yuhan's head, with thousands of golden light. Above the emperor's book, the virtual shadow of the emperor appeared. Zhuo Yuhan incarnated as the holy emperor at this time and worshipped. The old man in white did not even have a trace of resistance. The golden light flashed, and the old man in white was sealed into the emperor's book by Zhuo Yuhan and slowly refined.

In the whole battle, half a pillar of incense was not enough, and all the imperial masters brought by the Nine Princes were suppressed and killed by Zhuo Yuhan. Zhuo Yuhan stepped out of the void, moved his mind, and imprisoned the ninth prince in the air.

"Ninth Prince, it's your turn."

"Zhuo Yuhan, if you kill me, you can't escape." The ninth prince finally panicked. Even the master of Wang was not Zhuo Yuhan's opponent. How could he resist? Seeing Zhuo Yuhan's palm fall, at this moment, the space suddenly cracked, and a white palm poked out from it. The white palm was just a blow, which deconstructed all Zhuo Yuhan's attacks. At the same time, the white palm was picked up and captured the ninth prince.

"Your Majesty!"

Zhuo Yuhan did not pursue. Just now, he clearly felt that the time and space around him were all stationary. Manipulating time was the strength that the emperor's neighborhood committee had. Zhuo Yuhan's current cultivation, Wang Jue was not afraid of anyone, but in the face of His Majesty the Emperor, he was not an opponent.