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

On the top of the mountain, Ye Chen and Chu Xuan'er got up and walked up to the vast land, all of which were covered with white clothes, white hair and white cloaks, just like the white snow.

At some point, the two appeared in an ancient city in Northern Chu.

As soon as I stepped into the noisy street, it became extremely quiet in an instant. Everyone looked at them, the teacup he held stopped at his mouth, the opened mouth forgot to close, and the raised footsteps were fixed in the air.

The two of them were swaying in white hair, and they walked by gently, both in silence, and did not stop at all because of the tranquility of the ancient city.

Until they left for a long time, the ancient city was still silent as if it were dead.

The world is still so quiet, and the arrival and departure of the two people left no trace, as if they had never appeared.

"I...I'm not right!" It took me a long time before someone opened his mouth, "Ye...Ye Chen is still in Beichu?"

"Eight...eighty percent."

"Are you so blatant, aren't you afraid of being surrounded and killed again?"

"Or he wants to kill again."

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

Kill again?

Everyone was trembling. Even though the past few days, the bloody scene was still engraved in their bones.

The worldly demon god, with one man's power, returned home in vain. The land of Northern Chu was full of corpses and blood flowed into a river. Until today, the vague sky was still filled with thick blood mist.

Ye Chen and Chu Xuan set out on the road again, not stopping at all, coming and leaving gently, just like the flying white snow, leaving only the faint white shadow in the world.

However, their appearance made Bei Chu panic.

Every time you arrive at an ancient city, there will be a silence, and then there will be a boiling sound like a sea of ​​tides.

"Ye... Ye Chen is here again?" After hearing this, the major families in Northern Chu turned pale in an instant.

"Hurry... Hurry, strengthen the mountain protection barrier, and no one is allowed to leave the family." Soon, such voices rang one after another, which was a terrible nightmare that made them dare not think about it anymore.

"What are you waiting for?" The Soul-Devouring King glanced at the Bloodthirsty Yama, "This is the last chance."

"Millions of monks were killed and returned home, and sent troops again, and the ending was the same." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo's eyes were blood red.

"If you don't have a few million, then you'll have a hundred million. If you don't have a ten million, then you'll have a twenty million." The Soul-Devouring King said coldly, "This person must die, otherwise the Blood Spirit Family will be the lesson of our past."

"Ten million, 20 million, it's such a great courage." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo sneered and looked at the Soul-Devouring King with bloodshot eyes, "Even if there are so many cultivators in Northern Chu, will they obey my orders?"

"After all, you are afraid." The Soul-Devouring King's voice became extremely gloomy.

"You are not the same." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo said coldly, "Instead of silence, you might as well go to the Demon Realm and the Netherworld to kill Ye Chen, but you can only ask for the fighting power of the kings."

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

"Then what else do you want to say to me?" The bloodthirsty Yan Luo's face suddenly became ferocious. "Without the army of kings, what can we use to destroy Ye Chen? Will the blood flow into a river of killing again?"

"you......"

In the vast world, Ye Chen and Chu Xuan are still moving forward slowly, like a couple traveling romantically.

All parties in Northern Chu were watching, but there was no movement at all. Even the Bloodthirsty Palace could not be shrunk, which made the people of Northern Chu sigh.

This is the king's courage!

This is the power of the king!

Even though this is not the territory of the Heavenly Court, the people have come and there is no concealment at all. In this way, the major forces in the Northern Chu Dynasty were so scared that they didn't even dare to leave.

The Holy Lord of Heaven is powerful in the world.

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

Under everyone's attention, the two white-clothed figures walked out of the monk world and stepped into the mortal world.

In Nanzhao Palace, an old man in his twilight years was wiping the snow on a tombstone with his sleeve. He was trembling, his old eyes were turbid, and his back in the snow was also so hunched.

If this person looks carefully, isn’t it Liu Qingquan, the king of Nanzhao?

Now, he is gray-haired and has no way of looking like a king, just like an old man who is about to be buried in peace.

Grandpa, where have you been?

On the side, Xiao Ruoxi was so obedient that she was constantly pulling away the snow with her little hands. She was still so innocent and ignorant, and had no idea of ​​the pain of the mortal world.

She went a long way!

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

The pain in the world is that white-haired people give birth to black-haired people. So what if he is an emperor, in the eyes of monks, he is still an ant, guarding the poor people and the poor grave.

The breeze blew, and with 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 flashing.

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 snowflakes to fill his body.

My name is Liu Ruyan!

Suddenly, this sentence sounded in his ears again, his eyes blurred, as if he could still see the beautiful figure playing the piano for her. Now she is inside, he is outside, with the rolling world between them.

I will remember!

He gently stroked the tombstone, and what he lingered in his mind was the last sentence Liu Ruyan said to him. His eyes that he never wanted to close, with tenderness and pain, said goodbye to the world.

He smiled with vicissitudes of life, the woman in the world, and the love of the world ruined her, but made him successful.

"Grand immortal, bring her with you!" Liu Qingquan came tremblingly, holding a simple zither in his hand.

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

"You saved her once three years ago, and she will give you your life three years later. This may be the cause and effect of the immortals." Liu Qingquan turned around again, and wiped the white snow on the tombstone with his sleeves, which seemed to be endless.

"I owe her." The dignified Holy Lord of Heaven actually bowed down and gave a great gift to a mortal.

The snowflakes were swaying. He put on Suqin on his back and turned around silently, holding a small hand in his hand. His pink face would sometimes look back at Liu Qingquan, who was gray-haired.

Liu Qingquan had not turned around, but his turbid old eyes were shining with tears.

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

Three years have been like a dream, the same thing is that he still lost his daughter after all.

Outside the palace, Chu Xuan'er stood there like an ice sculpture, allowing the heavy snow to fly.

This is the second time she has come to this country. She meets a mortal woman and teaches her the Nine Nether Fairy Song, but she leaves behind a sad marriage.

Ye Chen came out, carrying Suqin on his back and holding Ruoxi.

Suddenly, her delicate body trembled, and looking at the innocent little girl, her beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of confusion.

There was a small figure on their journey.

Three strings of footprints were left on the vast earth, just like the willows and smoke on that day, Ye Chen and Xiao Ruoxi, the sun set, and their backs were very warm, like a family of three.
Chapter completed!