Chapter 1777: Mistress?

Chapter 1777 Mistress?

On a mountain peak of the Qingluan people, birds sing and flowers are fragrant, and clouds and mists linger.

Here, there is laughter and laughter, and the crowd is very lively.

The children of the foreign clan and the children of Qingluan became one.

This picture does not look like a party, but more like a blind date.

Isn't that what the ancestors of the various families brought them here this time? Marrying with the Qingluan clan will be of great benefit in the future.

As a princess, Qingluan is also there, and it is also the focus of attention of the children of all ethnic groups. The ancestors of each family gave a death order: marry Qingluan.

To put it bluntly, it is a political marriage, and the family is used to it.

However, the ancestors of each family are destined to pick the wrong object.

When Qingluan came, how could it be without Ming Jue, and when he came up, he embraced Qingluan, "Where it's cool, where to stay, she's mine."

Okay! As soon as these words came out, the children of all ethnic groups were embarrassed.

It is impossible to marry Qingluan, Ming Jue is a ruthless man, even the Emperor Zhun has been beheaded, who would dare to rob him of a daughter-in-law.

The task given by their ancestors, they are afraid that they will not be able to complete, but they are excusable, just because the background of the other party is too scary.

"That's right!" Ming Jue pursed his hair.

"There are so many people, can you be more subtle." Qingluan pushed the goods away, the woman was shy and her cheeks were flushed.

"I'm still embarrassed." Ming Jue laughed, thieves liked to see Qingluan blushing, her delicate appearance was very cute.

Qingluan rolled her eyes at him, her beautiful eyes only staring at one woman.

The woman sat there alone, drinking quietly, with an indifferent expression, but anyone who went to strike up a conversation would return without success.

She was sure she had never seen this woman, but she was extremely familiar.

"She is the princess of the Zifeng clan." A Qingluan clan disciple next to her said with a smile, "She has been sealed for three hundred years, and this is the first time she has been unsealed."

"Princess Zifeng." Qingluan murmured softly, recalling the ancient events of the heavens, "How could it be exactly the same as Zi Xuansheng?"

"because,

He is Zi Xuan. "Yu's laughter sounded in Qingluan's ears, and Ye Chen descended from the sky like the wind.

The arrival of Ye Chen made the children on the mountain look sideways.

This is a ruthless man who slaughtered two emperors in one life, created a myth, and spread all over the world and even the entire human world.

He, let them witness... the myth of what it means to be alive.

The ancient sacred body, invincible at the same level, is destined to overwhelm this era, and his legend is destined to lead an era.

Ye Chen directly ignored everyone's gaze and only looked at the reincarnated Zi Xuan.

Goodbye to that face, picture after picture, presented in my mind, and sketched into the past: she, once his puppet, accompanied him to practice, and went through difficult times again and again.

Its true identity is the remnant soul of Empress Donghua.

When the demons invaded, it was Zi Xuan and Long Ye who blocked the two blows of the demon emperor for him and Chu Ling, and Xiang Xiaoyu died.

To this day, he still remembers the scene of Zi Xuan's bloody emptiness.

As the remnant soul of the empress, she did not disgrace the prestige of the emperor.

Chu Linger also came. Seeing Ye Chen's expression, it was not difficult to guess... that Princess Zifeng was the reincarnation, Zi Xuan from the previous life.

Chu Linger's beautiful eyes like water could not help but be blurred.

In the previous life, it was also to save Ye Chen, Zi Xuan took a step ahead of her, and she was the next, who died at the hands of the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

Compared with the two of them, Bai Zhi's emotions were even more excited.

She knew better than anyone how much Emperor Huang missed the Empress.

How many late nights, her master has been in a daze in front of the portrait of Empress Donghua, and the dignified generation of supreme, even shed tears.

Now, to find the remnant soul of the empress, Emperor Huang must be delighted.

Even though she is not the Empress, but she has the face of the Empress, she must have inherited the feelings of the Empress and loved Emperor Huang deeply.

"Reincarnation?" Qingluan looked at Ye Chen tentatively.

"As you said." Ye Chen smiled, the vicissitudes of life.

"What kind of expression is this." Ming Jue looked at the few people in amazement.

"Happy expression." Ye Chen smiled, walked over, and consciously sat opposite Zi Xuan.

Her face was the same as in the previous life, still so peerless, the beauty was suffocating, overshadowing other women.

All the disciples on the mountain looked over, so many people returned without success, and they also wanted to see if Ye Chen could succeed.

Not to mention, Zi Xuan's drooping eyes lifted up for the first time.

At the moment when Ye Chen's eyes crossed, a sense of familiarity emerged leisurely, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

"You are Ye Chen?" After a moment, Zi Xuan moved her eyes and continued to drink with her eyes down, her expression still indifferent.

The three-hundred-year seal was unsealed for the first time, and what she heard most was Ye Chen, and Ye Chen's portrait, which she had seen herself.

Seeing the real person this time is not unexpected, not shocking, but dusty for three hundred years, and her state of mind is too calm.

"What kind of bloodline are you?" Ye Chen rubbed his eyes fiercely. Just a second ago, he was peeking at the origin of Zi Xuan, but he was shaken. The powerful bloodline is extremely ancient.

"Isn't it enough?" Chu Ling stepped forward and pinched him. Since it was Zi Xuan, she was unblocked. There was a lot of nonsense.

"Just say a word, and I'm still jealous." Ye Chen smiled and sent a voice transmission to Qingluan, "Take everyone else out of here."

Qingluan understood, as if she knew what Ye Chen was going to do, and the next picture was inconvenient for outsiders to see.

"Let's go and enjoy the flowers." The girl smiled softly.

When the words fell, she took a step forward, and many of the children were not stupid, and it was obvious that they would not die here if they cleared the scene.

The huge mountain was instantly empty, only Chu Linger, Bai Zhi, Ye Chen, and Zi Xuan who was still sitting there drinking.

Ye Chen laid a layer of enchantment, and only then did the fairy light come out.

Xianguang was extremely fast, and it was illusory. Zi Xuan didn't react, and was submerged between her brows and went straight to the depths of her divine sea.

Immediately, Zi Xuan's delicate body trembled, and the wine glass beside her mouth fell off and fell on the stone table, very crisp.

Her expression also became painful, and her mind was blurred.

Memories of past and present lives, entangled and fused with each other, will become a new memory, which is reincarnation.

Chu Ling frowned, and Bai Zhi also frowned. It was the first time that the reincarnated person was unsealed, and he didn't know how painful it was, which was unbearable.

"It'll be fine in a moment." Ye Chen smiled, he had seen this scene a lot, and he was used to it, and he was within the range of tolerance.

Memory Xianguang was very powerful this time, and there was no situation where Ji Ningshuang, Xiyan and Chu Xuan could not integrate.

Sure enough, Zi Xuan's pained expression gradually eased for a moment, and Mei Mu's confusion gradually turned into mist.

The seal was lifted, and the ancient memories came back: her name was Zi Xuan, the remnant soul of Empress Donghua, who used to be in the Hengyue Sect, was made into a puppet, accompanies Ye Chen to practice, and the demons entered... .

"It's been more than three hundred years. Welcome back." Ye Chen smiled.

"You... Ye Chen?" Zi Xuan's eyes were full of disbelief.

"It's me." Ye Chen smiled slightly, "Da Chu has reincarnation, you were reincarnated, and it has been three hundred years since that day."

As Ye Chen spoke, he sacrificed his divine sense, carrying many explanations, carrying pictures of his hometown, and passed it on together.

Zi Xuan cried, the water mist in her eyes condensed into frost, her eyes welled up, her beautiful cheeks were filled with tears, and her eyes were full of tears.

Rao was the remnant soul of the empress, and was also shocked by the so-called reincarnation.

In this world, there is actually reincarnation. A big reincarnation is just a dream. Her last memory was fixed in the sky of Da Chu, blocking Ye Chen's blow from the Demon Emperor.

Ye Chen didn't let her down. That battle had already spread to the human world, and three hundred years later, he slaughtered the emperor again and wrote a myth.

"But still remember me." Chu Ling smiled and handed the handkerchief.

"I remember." Zi Xuan had tears in her smile. She used to be Ye Chen's puppet, so how could she not know Ye Chen's favorite woman.

"I've seen Mistress." Bai Zhi stepped forward and gave a respectful salute.

Her gift made Zi Xuan, who was crying, stunned for a moment.

She just regained her memory, her mind was already dizzy, and now she is even more confused, Mistress? This... where is the mistress from?

"My master...is Emperor Huang." Bai Zhi whispered with a smile.

"Emperor Huang?" Hearing this name, Zi Xuan stood up abruptly, her delicate body taut, and looked at Bai Zhi without looking sideways.

"Senior Emperor Huang is still alive. After he died in the past, he went to the underworld." Ye Chen explained, "You can see each other again."

Zi Xuan cried again, covering Yukou, tears pouring down like rain.

Accident, too unexpected, a surprise surprise.

Just as Bai Zhi thought, she was the remnant soul of the empress, and she also inherited the empress's love, and like an empress, she loved Emperor Huang.

She thought that she would never see Emperor Huang again, but who would have thought that Emperor Huang was still alive, this surprise was quite unreal.

Bai Zhi smiled lightly and handed over the handkerchief, "Sister, don't cry."

Zi Xuan hurriedly wiped away her tears, saying that she was incomparably sweet.

But she knew that Bai Zhi, the voice teacher, was not calling her, but the Empress. She had the shadow of the Empress on her body.