Chapter 923 Pain

Li Hanxue, Su Xun, and Ji Xiangtian were mixed in the crowd.

Su Xun and Ji Xiangtian saw that Li Hanxue did not applaud, so they naturally followed suit.

Li Hanxue stared at the entrance of the hall, and saw a man wearing a golden star robe and a golden crown striding into the hall. The man was bloated, with a round face and small eyes, short limbs, and a somewhat wretched appearance. He was full of vulgarity, rusticity, and wretchedness.

"Hahaha, the last time I came to Luoya Empire was three years ago. Now I am back to visit the old place. It's so happy!" The man laughed and walked into the hall.

The receptionist smiled flatteringly: "Welcome, Young Sect Master. It is really an honor for our Luoya Empire that Young Sect Master can come here."

Li Hanxue's eyes were about to burst: "Sima Qianlong!"

"Little Pavilion Master, this person is Sima Qianlong, the young sect master of Tianwu Sect?" Ji Xiangtian asked.

"Yes, it's him." Li Hanxue gritted his teeth.

Su Xun stared at Sima Qianlong, his eyes flickering, and I don't know what he was thinking.

Li Hanxue was suddenly shocked: "Since Sima Qianlong is here, where is Xiaoya? Where is Xiaoya?"

Li Hanxue's eyes quickly swept across and saw the woman next to Sima Qianlong.

She was wearing a purple dress, her delicate body was like a willow in the wind, and her long and soft hair was naturally draped over her shoulders. She exuded an ethereal and holy aura, so noble that people couldn't have any charming thoughts.

Everyone saw this woman, and their eyes were full of surprise, even Su Xun and Ji Xiangtian.

However, when Li Hanxue saw this woman, there was no surprise in his eyes, only uncontrollable excitement and joy.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya, I finally see you, you know, I..."

Li Hanxue had endless thoughts to express in his heart, but the next moment he was like a thunderbolt, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Because when he moved his eyes down three inches, he saw a white and chubby child standing next to Su Xiaoya. Su Xiaoya held his little hand, her eyes full of love.

"Mom, hold me." The white and chubby child had bright eyes, and there was a cunning light in his eyes that was not like that of ordinary children. He said coquettishly.

"You are not a child anymore, why do you still want to be held?" Su Xiaoya smiled dotingly.

"It is because I am about to grow up that I want my mother to hold me again. If I grow up in the future, my mother will not hold me anymore." The little boy rubbed his head against Su Xiaoya's legs.

"I really can't do anything about you." Su Xiaoya touched the child's head, and then gently picked her up.

The child threw himself into Su Xiaoya's arms, breathing in the breath emanating from Su Xiaoya's body, and fell asleep in a short while.

This scene was a hundred times more powerful than any magic weapon, tearing Li Hanxue's heart to pieces and completely erasing his last trace of fantasy.

The wild sea in Li Hanxue's body began to flare up violently. Waves of shocks caused Li Hanxue's whole body to spasm and twitch uncontrollably. Her whole body felt like it was cut by a knife and was in great pain.

However, how could this pain be even one ten-thousandth of the pain in her heart?

Li Hanxue thought he could not care, but when the facts were in front of him, he found out how ridiculous it was. He cared, and he cared more than anyone else.

Ji Xiangtian hurriedly supported Li Hanxue who was about to fall: "Little Pavilion Master, what's wrong with you?"

Li Hanxue covered her mouth, but blood continued to flow out from between her fingers: "I'm fine, let me rest for a while."

Li Hanxue's illness was indeed quite noisy, which attracted the attention of the people around her. This attention quickly spread to Sima Qianlong and Su Xiaoya.

Su Xiaoya glanced at Li Hanxue, then turned her head away. Obviously, she couldn't recognize Li Hanxue, after all, Li Hanxue had changed her body.

Sima Qianlong frowned, glanced at Li Hanxue, and asked, "Who is this person?"

The receptionist immediately stepped forward and answered, "This person is the Lord of the Desolate Pavilion who has been in the limelight recently and quelled the Guimen Rebellion."

"Oh? It seems that this is still a remarkable person." Sima Qianlong laughed and turned his head to stare at Su Xiaoya, "Madam, I wonder if you have heard of the name of this Lord of the Desolate Pavilion?"

Su Xiaoya frowned, but did not speak.

Sima Qianlong continued, "Coincidentally, his name is also Li Hanxue, hahahaha..."

Obviously, Sima Qianlong did not regard the Li Hanxue in front of him as Li Hanxue of Canglan Academy. After all, the two are not at the same level in terms of appearance or strength.

"Brother Hanxue..." Su Xiaoya's body trembled, turned her head and stared at Li Hanxue's eyes, and saw indifference in the latter's eyes.

This kind of indifference made Su Xiaoya feel chilled. Although it was just a stranger she didn't know, Su Xiaoya felt inexplicably depressed and sad in her heart.

Sima Qianlong seemed to be very happy. He walked towards the dragon throne in the hall with big strides and sat down with a plop.

There was a seat on each side of the dragon throne. Su Xiaoya walked over expressionlessly and sat on Sima Qianlong's left side, which was close to Li Hanxue.

The rest of the Tianwu Sect masters all sat in the first row. These Tianwu Sect masters were restrained and their eyes were as sharp as swords.

Many masters who were once famous in the Nebula Continent now sat in the first row, including the Saint Son of the same class as Bao Jie.

Sima Qianlong was still in the Xuanwu realm, but all the Saint Sons and any masters became his foils.

After Tianwuzong entered the hall, everyone had already arrived.

Sima Qianlong glanced around, frowned, and shouted: "Where is the emperor of your Luoya Empire? Ask him to come out to see me!"

The receptionist smiled and said: "I'm really sorry, our emperor is not feeling well, the prince is on the way and will come soon."

"Not feeling well?" Sima Qianlong sneered, "Your emperor is really arrogant, he dared to stand me up and ask him to come out to see me."

"Young master, my father is really not feeling well, please forgive me." At this time, a handsome man in a purple robe came over from the side. The man was tall and handsome.

Standing next to Sima Qianlong, a sharp contrast was immediately formed. No matter who saw it, they would think that Sima Qianlong was really a straw bag, and this man was a hero among men.

This man was Nangong Ye, the prince of Luoya Empire.

Sima Qianlong frowned slightly, and was about to scold, but a middle-aged man with three strands of white hair sitting in the first row shook his head.

Seeing this, Sima Qianlong's eyes turned and his anger turned into laughter: "Since Nangong Ming has no time to see me, forget it, start your performance."

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