Chapter 947: 1st Paragraph of Red Dust

In the early morning, the heavy snow was still flying, covering the vast world with a holy white coat.

At the top of the mountain, Ye Chen and Chu Xuan'er got up and walked onto the vast land, all dressed in white clothes, white hair and white capes, just like the snow.

I don't know when, the two appeared in an ancient city in Northern Chu.

As soon as they stepped in, the noisy street became extremely quiet in an instant, everyone looked at them, the teacup they were holding stopped by their mouths, their open mouths forgot to close, and their raised footsteps were fixed in mid-air.

The two of them, with their white hair swaying, walked lightly, silently, and did not stop for the slightest because of the tranquility of the ancient city.

Until they left for a long time, the ancient city was still deadly silent.

Heaven and earth are still so quiet, the arrival and departure of the two did not leave the slightest trace, as if they had never appeared.

"I...I read it right!" After some time, someone opened his mouth, "Ye... Ye Chen is still in Northern Chu?"

"Eight... Eighty percent."

"If you are so blatant, you are not afraid of being besieged and killed again?"

"Or rather, he's going to kill again."

Although the voice was small, it was like a thunderclap, causing everyone in the ancient city to tremble.

kill again?

Everyone was trembling, and even though a few days had passed, the bloody picture was still etched in their bones.

The unparalleled demon god, with the power of one person, killed millions of cultivators and returned home. The land of Northern Chu was full of corpses and blood flowed into rivers. Even today, the illusory sky is still covered with a thick fog of blood.

Ye Chen and Chu Xuan set out on the road again, without stopping at all, they came gently, and walked away gently, just like the swirling white snow, leaving only a faint white shadow in the world.

However, their appearance made Northern Chu panic.

Every time I go to an ancient city, there will be silence, followed by the sound of boiling like a tide.

"Ye... Ye Chen is here again?" The faces of the major families in Northern Chu turned pale instantly after hearing this.

"Quick... Quickly, strengthen the barrier of protecting the mountain, and everyone can't leave the family." Soon, such voices sounded one after another. It was a terrible nightmare, so they dared not think about it.

"What are you waiting for." In the main hall of the Bloodthirsty Hall, the Soul Eater glanced at the Bloodthirsty Yama, "This is the last chance."

"Millions of cultivators have been killed and returned home, sending troops again, and the outcome is the same." Bloodthirsty Yama's eyes were blood red.

"A few million is not enough, then 10 million, if 10 million is not enough, then 20 million." Soul Eater said coldly, "This person must die, otherwise the blood spirit family will be a lesson for me."

"Ten million, twenty million, that's a lot of courage." Bloodthirsty Yama sneered, looking at the Soul Eater King with bloodshot eyes, "Even though there are so many monks in Northern Chu, will they listen to my orders?"

"In the end, you are afraid." Soul Eater's voice became extremely gloomy.

"You're not the same." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo said coldly, "Instead of talking to me, you might as well go to the Demon Realm and the Netherworld. To kill Ye Chen, you can only use the battle power of the kings." The fastest full text んττρs:/м.χ8㈠zщ.còм/

"Do you treat the descendants of the emperor as a decoration?" The Soul Eater King's face was even more gloomy, and there was still light flickering in his eyes.

"Then what nonsense are you talking to me?" Bloodthirsty Yama suddenly turned fierce, "Without the kings and the army, what can we do to destroy Ye Chen, and the blood will flow into rivers?"

"you......

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In the vast world, Ye Chen and Chu Xuan are still moving forward slowly, like a couple on a romantic trip.

All parties in Northern Chu were watching, but they did not move at all, and even the Bloodthirsty Hall couldn't hide, which made the people of Northern Chu sigh.

This is the courage of the king!

This is the power of the king!

Even though this is not the territory of Heavenly Court, but people came, and there was no cover up. In this way, the major forces in Northern Chu were so frightened that they did not dare to leave the door.

The Holy Lord of Heaven, shocking the world.

They were afraid, they were indeed afraid, and those who were killed were terrified.

Under everyone's attention, the two white-clothed backs walked out of the monk world and set foot on the mortal world.

In the Nanzhao Palace, a late-twilight old man was wiping the snow on a tombstone with his sleeve, trembling, his old eyes were cloudy, and his back in the snow was also rickety.

This person, if you look closely, isn't it Liu Qingquan, the King of Nanzhao?

Now, he has gray hair, and he still looks like a monarch, like an old man who is about to be buried in the ground.

Grandpa, where is my mother?

On the side, Xiao Ruoxi's milky voice is very well-behaved, and she is also using her little hands to keep breaking away the accumulated snow. She is still so innocent, ignorant, and ignorant of the pain of ordinary life. starter

She went a long way!

Liu Qingquan hugged the little girl in his arms, his turbid old eyes looked into the distance, his voice was hoarse and vicissitudes.

The pain in the world is nothing more than a white-haired man sending a black-haired man. Even if he is the emperor, in the eyes of the monks, he is still an ant, guarding the poor Limin and the poor tomb.

With the breeze blowing, and with pieces of flying snow, Ye Chen slowly appeared.

Big brother!

The little girl raised her pink face, and looked at Ye Chen who suddenly appeared with big eyes.

Ye Chen smiled slightly, touched her little head, and looked at Liu Ruyan's grave.

In the heavy snow, he stood there like an ice sculpture, motionless, allowing the snowflakes to float all over his body.

My name is Liu Ruyan!

Suddenly, the words sounded in his ears again. His eyes were blurred, as if he could vaguely see the beautiful figure playing the piano for her. Now she is inside and he is outside, separated by red dust.

I will remember!

He gently stroked the tombstone, and what lingered in his mind was the last sentence Liu Ruyan said to him. Those eyes that were always reluctant to close, with tenderness and pain, said goodbye to the world.

The vicissitudes of his smile, the mortal woman, the mortal love, ruined her, but made him.

"Shangxian, bring her!" Liu Qingquan came tremblingly, holding a plain piano in his hand.

"I'm sorry." Ye Chen took Suqin, but his voice was hoarse.

"You rescued her once three years ago, and she gave you back three years later. This may be the cause and effect of the fairy's mouth." Liu Qingquan turned around again and wiped the white snow on the tombstone with his sleeve that seemed to never be wiped off.

"I owe her." The dignified Heavenly Court's Holy Master actually bent over and bowed to a mortal.

The snowflakes swayed, he put Suqin on his back and turned around silently, holding a small hand in his hand. With that pink face, he would occasionally look back at Liu Qingquan with white hair.

Liu Qingquan never turned around, but tears flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

Three years ago, he was the head of a small family, and he became the ruler of a country by accident.

Three years is like a fantasy, and the same is that he still lost his daughter after all.

Outside the palace, Chu Xuan'er also stood there like an ice sculpture, letting the snow fall.

This is the second time she has come to this country. She met a mortal woman and taught her the Nine Serenity Immortal Song, but she left behind a sad marriage.

Ye Chen came out, carrying Suqin and holding Ruoxi.

Suddenly, her delicate body trembled, looking at the innocent little girl, her beautiful eyes like water flashed a trace of confusion.

On their journey, there was a little more figure.

There were three series of footprints left on the vast land, just like Liu Ruyan, Ye Chen, and Xiao Ruoxi that day. When the sun sets, their backs are very warm, like a family of three.