Chapter 405

Boom!

On the street leading to the Prince's Mansion, the sound of horse hooves and wheels suddenly sounded, mixed with the sound of wind and snow. The ground trembled slightly, and the main lord had not yet appeared, but there was a momentum blowing towards the face, adding infinite imagination.

"coming!"

With the sound of horses' hooves getting closer, the warriors on the nearby floors and streets became more and more looking forward to it.

In the distance, a mighty team led by eight golden dragon-scaled horses approached slowly.

A dragon-scaled horse is a steed with a trace of the blood of a real dragon. This real dragon's blood is different from the mutated blood dragon and horse, and it is very pure. The number is scarce, and now the Daqin Empire only has eight horses in captivity in the Shence Camp.

The eight golden dragon-scaled horses in front of them are extremely revered, with golden fur, handsome and mysterious, and they are extremely conspicuous in this wind and snow.

Nowadays, this dragon-scaled horse is more regarded as an auspicious beast, and it only appears when the royal family welcomes VIPs.

But ordinary VIPs only use three or four skins at most.

It is almost impossible for the eight dragon-scaled horses to appear at the same time.

The knights on the dragon-scale horses are even more powerful and capable of riding the dragon-scale horses.

The threshold is the cultivation of the Xuanwu Ninth Layer.

The eight dragon-scale guards, wearing bright armor, splendid splendor and radiance, each with extraordinary heroic appearance and boundless handsomeness.

With such a big show, the eldest prince can do it.

I have to say, this wedding is really eye-catching and grand.

A hundred meters behind the eight dragon-scale guards, there are eight silver horses, pulling a luxurious carriage, driving slowly in the snow.

The silver wheels are inlaid with bright pearls, and the carriage has no canopy, except for a canopy erected high.

Under the canopy, the two of them sat upright and greeted the attention of the Quartet.

There is no doubt that these two people are naturally the main lords of today, the First Prince Qin Yu and High Heaven Sword Pavilion Xinyan.

The eldest prince is very imposing, handsome and handsome. Today, he is dressed in fancy clothes, and he is even more energetic and has boundless style.

Beside her, Xinyan Fengguan Xiabi, who does not wear rouge or makeup on weekdays, today has red lips and flaming makeup, and her face is as beautiful as flowers. It's just that his expression is indifferent, his face is expressionless, neither happy nor sad, in this cold wind and heavy snow, he looks cold and arrogant, making people dare not look directly.

"So beautiful! It has long been rumored that this Xinyan is the number one beauty in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion. Today, it seems that it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the number one beauty in the Daqin Empire."

"Unfortunately, after today, it's the eldest prince's person. It's not a grievance to marry the eldest prince."

"Haha, this wedding was held for no reason. It took ten days to organize it in a hurry. It's not like the royal style at all. The ghost knows what's hidden inside."

"That's true. Brother Xinyan just died not long ago. Logically speaking, people shouldn't be married in such a hurry."

"According to the rumors, it was Wang Yan who killed Xin Jue, and the eldest prince Qin Yu was behind the scenes."

"Shh, be quiet, don't talk nonsense without evidence."

"Hehe, evidence? Ruoxin was definitely not killed by Wang Yan, so is it necessary for Lin Yun to cut off his profound veins and kill him in public? As for this Wang Yan, in the Qin Dynasty, who would not know that he was Qin Yu's lackey. Without Qin Yu? With his support, he would not dare to kill Xinjue with a hundred courage."

"Speaking of which... it's really a pity for Lin Yun, sigh. What a monstrous evildoer, to actually cut off his profound veins and ruin his future, his temper is really strong."

Behind the bustling bustle, there are also some criticisms.

No one is a fool. There are too many oddities in this wedding, and the eldest prince Qin Yu has made such a big show. It is estimated that he is also intentional, and wants to suppress these criticisms.

Unfortunately, the effect is not so good.

It's just that he is the current eldest prince after all, has a high position, and is one of the Hachiko. There was a lot of criticism, but no one dared to shout.

On both sides of the wedding car are the masters of the Qingxuan Society, Han Gang of Xuantian Sect, Wang Feng of Shuiyue Mountain Villa, Ji Wuheng of Hunyuanmen, Tang Jie of Qintian Academy, and Bai Lixuan of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

Without exception, they are all leaders of the Daqin Empire, second only to the Eighth Young Masters, with tenth level of Xuanwu cultivation, and each name is like thunder.

Among them, Bai Lixuan is the most eye-catching. He broke through the Holy Body, defeated the masters of various sects in a row, and once again became famous in Daqin.

"The pomp is really big. Han Gang, Wang Feng, Ji Wuheng, Tang Jie, and Bai Lixuan, these five people are afraid that they all have the strength to attack the eighth son."

"Even if not, it is estimated that it is not far behind. The Dragon Gate Competition at the end of the year will definitely shine."

"The prince is the prince, the arrogance of the various sects, willing to be a green leaf for him."

"Haha... The mystery of this is not as simple as you think."

Among the discussions, some people knew about the existence of the Qingxuan Society, but they didn't get it right.

In the crowd, I saw a person wearing a long gown, clenching his fists, staring at the beautiful woman under the canopy.

It was Li Wuyou, but Chen Xuanjun, who was beside him, was pressing on his shoulder, so that he would not be impulsive.

"Senior sister, there is no smile in the eyes... It's clear that he is like a living dead, this Qin Yu is still smiling so happily! Zongmen elders, are they all blind? Let this wedding go on like this, watching Senior Sister helplessly. into a fire pit."

Li Wuyou's voice trembled slightly, his teeth were clenched, and he was shaking with anger.

Chen Xuanjun sighed helplessly: "This is Xinyan's own nodding. What do you want the sect to do? Is there no reason to kill the eldest prince with one sword and become an enemy of the entire empire?"

Li Wuyou was speechless for a while, but the anguish in his heart could not be resolved.

The traces left by the chariots, horses and hooves were quickly covered up by the wind and snow. Under the guard of the Shence Camp, the team proceeded to the Prince's Mansion in an orderly manner.

But before it was halfway through, the mighty team suddenly stopped.

"Stopped?"

"what happened?"

"Is it possible that there are really desperate people coming to make trouble?"

The sudden change made everyone puzzled, and they all looked into the distance.

The line of sight passed through the swirling snowflakes. On the snow, a young man in a green robe, with a sword box on his back and a grimace mask on his head, was riding on a horse that was as bright as blood.

The young man's figure is thin and thin, and there is no sign of appearing, quietly, as if he has been here all the time, waiting for a long time.

This figure?

With some familiar outfits, and the impressive blood dragon horse, a name popped into many people's minds.

But when I thought about it, I thought it was impossible.

Not to mention this person, who was still locked in the Siguo Cliff, it was said that he had cut off his profound veins by himself, and now he is a cripple.

What is the difference between coming here to be a chariot with a mantis arm and being sent to death.

No one would be so stupid to stop the eldest prince's wedding.

Besides, he's still an asshole.

"Lin Yun?"

On the left side of the carriage, Xuan Tianzong Han Gang's face darkened slightly, and his eyes burst into sharp and cold eyes.

This guy, at the princess banquet that day, abolished his junior brother Bai Yu.

That day, if Fei Xinjue stopped him, he would have killed this son with his own hands. Today, His Royal Highness's big wedding, to even dare to appear, is really courageous.

"Is it really the younger brother?"

There were many disciples of Luojia Mountain in the crowd, and when they saw this scene, their expressions became a little excited.

One could think of the scene where the younger junior brother abandoned his profound veins, but involuntarily worry appeared in his eyes.

In the slightly desolate wind and snow, Lin Yun took off the grimace mask, revealing many familiar faces.

Lin Yun!

When the mask was taken off, many people were shocked and gasped.

Jiange Lin Yun, who once pierced his ears like thunder, was famous in the Qin Dynasty, making the thousand-year-old bell and the phoenix lingering in the sky. He and the magic lotus secret realm, reached the top ten floors, snow fell into the wasteland, and the legend reappeared.

He should have a bright future, and no one can stop his rise.

But he beheaded Wang Yan in public, violated the iron law of the sword pavilion, and destroyed his profound veins.

A murder without regrets made his former reputation disappear. In March, the situation changed, and Bai Lixuan was born, making people gradually forget his existence.

But today, in a situation that no one expected, he suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

His eyes crossed the Dragon Scale Guard, he didn't look at Han Gang, he didn't stop at Bai Lixuan who had broken through the Holy Body, and he didn't even look at Qin Yu, the eldest prince.

In the vast sea of ​​people and boundless snow, there was only one person in his eyes.

On the carriage, there is a phoenix crown, a flaming red lips, and Xinyan, a senior sister with peerless elegance.

Xinyan on the carriage looked at Lin Yun, who was alone in the wind and snow, with a tear in the corner of her eyes.

The youth's demeanor has not diminished, his face has not changed, but there are many heaviness in his clear eyes that do not belong to him.

Since Xinjue died, she did not shed a single tear. But in this situation, when I saw the thin, but stubborn and stubborn figure of the young man in this snowstorm. Xin Yan was already ashes, and Gu Jing Bubo's heart was filled with ripples, her tears couldn't help but she couldn't control herself.

She knew that he would definitely come, so she asked Protector Mei to send him away in advance.

Unexpectedly, he still came after all.

It was stupid enough to kill Wang Yan in public in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion. Now, why would he be stupid again? Xinyan's blurry eyes stared at the scattered snowflakes, her heart was pierced by needles, the younger brother should not have to bear these.

"You shouldn't have come."

Xinyan sighed softly.

"Why shouldn't you come?"

A smile appeared on the stern face of the youth in Tsing Yi on the blood dragon horse: "Sister, you know, I will definitely come. When we practice swordsmanship, we always have to think and think about it. There are always people who make me happy and make me sad. The wind and snow can't stop me, nor can it stop the sword in my hand."

The stronger the wind, the thicker the snow fell.

In the snowstorm, the young man sat upright on the blood dragon horse, standing tall and straight, neither humble nor silent. His words were powerful and sonorous like a sword, not afraid of cold, wind and snow, which moved many people nearby.

To the heart of the sword, forever young.

On the rich and gorgeous carriage, the smile on the face of the eldest prince Qin Yu converged, already gloomy.

"kill him!"

Xuan Tianzong Han Gang, observing his words and colors, shouted coldly.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Dragon Scale Guard transform into eight hurricanes, and the snowflakes splashed, and a shocking killing intent erupted, sweeping towards Lin Yun. Lin Yun's expression did not change, but he only carried a lot of sadness and heavy eyes. At this moment, his sharp edges were as sharp as swords!