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Luo Yu opens the jade box, in which is a small white book.

Open the small book, which is full of silk show handwriting.

&"In March, Luo Yu became king, and the gap between him and me became bigger. What can I do? I want to be the moonlight to protect him. Now I can only look at his back, and nothing can help him. &"The future will be turbulent, and Luo Yu will certainly go out on behalf of the clan. No, I'm not strong enough to help him. I'll go to the seclusion tomorrow to attack the kingdom of King Wu; Princess Chu Xinlian of the state of Chu is also his lover. Hehe, he is. Only a princess can be worthy of him for a man like him. Luo Yu, Luo Yu, this idiot, when can you understand my feelings for you? After the end of the troubled times, he became the first king of martial arts. I'm really happy for him. However, I didn't seem to help him; Maybe he is forgetting my existence & hellip; & hellip; & quot;

the little book records all the important events about Luo Yu. She sighs, worries, excites and is happy. Like a diary, Luo Yu turns over and over, and the crystal liquid finally falls on the little book, wetting the handwriting of silk show.

&"Elder martial sister & hellip; & hellip;"

Luo Yu had colic in his heart, spat out his hard work on the jade table, and lay powerlessly on the bed, curled up, hugged his head and sobbed silently, just like a child who had lost his beloved toy.

He didn't shed tears when he was about to die. He didn't despair when Qing'er was taken away. He believed that he could bring Qing'er back.

However, people's inner endurance is limited after all. Luo Yu's heart is as strong as iron, but it's martial arts. He is a man of flesh and blood in emotion.

Lin Sheng and Da zhangzun are gone. Qing'er is taken away, and his brother is separated. Now Leng Rushan is gone for him, and Luo Yu's emotion can't be suppressed.

Who said that the iron man doesn't shed tears, but the scar is not as good as the heart. He is also a human. After all, he is not a Shura who only knows fighting and killing without feelings.

Outside the cold window, a beautiful shadow looked at his sobbing appearance, heartbroken, Ruolan also leaned against the window, silent crying.

This road, who is not trying to live with a smile, and those tears and bitterness, just hidden behind you when you can't see.

After a long time, Luo Yu got up, evaporated the tears on his face, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit and spirit.

He has to work harder to live and reach a higher peak, because his life has been bought by many people, because he is now the leader of Tianzong and the spiritual leader of his disciples. If he is not strong, what can the disciples do?

People, living is also a responsibility.

Luo Yu arranges everything in the room, takes away the ice sculpture villain, and goes to Yingling valley with incense and paper. It's as cold as frost to hold a memorial ceremony.

Another month later, Zixia Tianzong was in a state of celebration, with lights everywhere. From time to time, streamers came from afar with the smell of terror.

The emcee reported the names of the big men and the Lord of the nine spirits came to congratulate them! &"Congratulations, Mr. Duobao! &"Congratulations from the masters of the four seas! &"Every one who can make the emcee give his name is at least the strong Emperor Wu, the whole Qin Empire, all the first-class powerful men, nearly 20 strong Emperor Wu, all gathered together in Zixia Tianzong.

And there are hundreds of people at the level of King Wu.

As for smart martial arts, there are countless.

Today, Zixia Tianzong has only one thing to do. Congratulations to Luo Yucheng.

Today is also the day when Luoyu's ceremony of becoming emperor officially became the leader of Qinglong.

180000 Zixia Tianzong disciples stand in the central square of Zixia peak, which is divided into eight squares, representing the eight peaks of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder and ice.

The tens of thousands of people watching the ceremony are in another area.

Many of these 180000 people are new disciples recruited after the end of the troubled times. They are young, but they all grew up listening to his legend.

&All of a sudden, a long salute sounded, followed by a roar.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Eight peaks above, released a group of colorful fireworks, a column of light from the sky, evolved into a circling dragon, flying in the colorful sky, looks shocking.

In the void in front of the 180000 disciples, the red and blue vitality of heaven and earth suddenly surged, condensed into layers of red and blue stairs, leading to the Qinglong hall at a height of 100 meters.And he was a purple robe with a black dragon tattooed on it. His black hair was like silk, his sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his cheeks were like knife carving, with sharp edges and corners.

Under the attention of the public, he walked with a negative hand and stepped on the red and blue steps step by step.

The 180000 disciples below are all looking at the young people step on the steps and walk to the Qinglong hall step by step.

He has been practicing martial arts for less than 50 years, and he is not as old as many of his old disciples, but he has created one height after another that others can't reach for hundreds of years.

He was the first new disciple to join the sect. He broke the shackles that he had been unable to hide for thousands of years because of his awkward constitution.

As a new disciple, he founded the legend of Zixia, won the summit, and created a group of great martial arts and King martial arts for the clan.

Within five years after he joined the sect, he won the peak of Zixia stele.

He also had the record of beheading the king with great force.

Ten years in troubled times, thousands of Kings fought in chaos and hundreds of Kings fought against each other. He was the overlord who slaughtered millions of blood and defeated the unbeaten myth of the first three hundred years in Wuwang list. Xiang Yu became the first king of Wuwang and was known as the first king of all ages!

Eight old Martial Emperor strongmen besieged Tianzong for the trees of the world. When the clan was in danger, he came back as emperor. With his strong fighting power, he killed the two successful Martial Emperor strongmen and killed the top three martial emperors.

One man killed the five emperors and created one of the ten most peerless military emperors in the mainland. The sword emperor has no prestige!

These legends have been written into biographies and ballads among the people.

It's not that there are no demons in the mainland, it's just that his brilliance is too dazzling.

Luo Yu finally finished the last step, helped his sleeve and sat on the throne behind him, overlooking tens of thousands of people below.

And two figures, respectfully standing behind Luo Yu, one is the Wuhuang strongman of the werewolf clan, and the wolf emperor in the moon white robe roars to the sky.

And another big man in yellow robe, the demon family, the demon emperor and the tiger minister.

These two men are now under the command of Luo Yu.

&"See you! &"All of a sudden, 180000 disciples of Zixia Tianzong roared, and their eyes were crazy. They knelt on one knee and looked at the figure.

&"Congratulations! &"There are tens of thousands of people standing up to salute. Some of them are Emperor Wu, some of them are Emperor Qin, and some of them have the worst accomplishments.

Luo Yu looked at the figure of tens of thousands of people kneeling down below, and a feeling of ten thousand feet rose in his heart.

In the past, he said that he wanted to reach the peak, that this day he could not be crushed, that the earth could not destroy him, and that people could not humiliate him. Now he is approaching this goal step by step.