Chapter 414

Pfft!

The blood that the eldest prince Qin Yu spit out was bright red on the snow, which was very eye-catching.

But this mouthful of blood made his face look a little better, but when his eyes fell on Lin Yun's back again.

In the blink of an eye, it became extremely difficult to look again, cloudy and sunny.

In the snowstorm, Lin Yun hugged Xinyan and walked towards Protector Mei and the others step by step.

Everyone watched such a scene, and their hearts were filled with emotion. A farce that was about to pierce the sky ended with a perfect ending like a fairy tale.

When that young man, riding a blood dragon horse, appeared in the snow, no one could have imagined that he would leave alive.

Right now, he not only lived, but also took Xinyan away.

Moreover, in front of the first prince, he was carried away in an upright manner, how domineering.

"This Lin Yun is really amazing. I thought it was a waste, but I didn't expect such a big commotion."

"He came here with a mortal heart, so in the end, it can be considered that he has an explanation for his mortal heart."

"Looking back on it, it still makes one's blood boil. This young man really has an air, which is admirable."

"Haha, did you see that, the eldest prince vomited blood in anger. One of the eight dignified princes, the heir to the throne of Da Qin, was actually taken away by his bride in public."

"It can be considered that he is in an extraordinary mood. If it were me, it would be more than just vomiting blood."

"But having said that, the Dragon Gate Competition will open in a month. I'm afraid it will be quite exciting. I have a hunch that the grievance between Lin Yun and Bai Lixuan will not end so easily."

The thin figure of the young man appeared incomparably tall in the eyes of everyone.

The Quartet started to discuss, after today, Lin Yun's name will definitely be passed down in the Great Qin Empire.

His blood, his heart to the sword, will be passed down along with his name,

When he was angry, he turned into a red face, and he drew his sword and did not look back.

When he was young and frivolous, when he took Xinyan away, many people secretly applauded and excited.

As for the Dragon Gate Competition, there is no need to say much.

With the strength that Lin Yun showed today, he definitely has the qualifications to participate, and he may not even have the qualifications to compete for the Eighth Young Master.

After all, Young Master Liu Shang has withdrawn from this Dragon Gate Competition, and the vacated places will definitely lead to fierce battles among all parties.

"Eldest Prince, what else do you have to say?"

After Lin Yun came, Protector Mei lifted the restraint in Xinyan's body, and everyone was completely relieved.

Whoosh!

Qin Yu's expression returned to normal, he jumped out of the carriage, helped Bai Lixuan up on the snow, and said solemnly, "No need to blame yourself."

"Thank you."

Bai Lixuan responded slightly decadently.

The defeat this time hit him too hard, and he didn't care about his face.

It's just unreasonable to lose in the opponent's hands again in the same way.

Maybe I was a little too confident. If I didn't use the sword just now, I just need a palm, I'm afraid I can destroy Lin Yun.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

He must pay the price for his arrogance. The Eucharist is not invincible, it just represents infinite possibilities.

Qin Yu nodded, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at Protector Mei and said, "I have nothing to say. If I lose, I lose. Since it's something I promised, I won't pursue it."

In the end, it is the first prince, even if he has fallen into such a troubled situation.

In a moment, it returned to normal, making people feel light and calm, as if they had never lost.

"But today's matter, this prince will keep in mind. I look forward to your High Heaven Sword Pavilion sending Lin Yun to fight in the Dragon Gate Grand Competition."

The corners of Qin Yu's mouth were slightly upturned, and an evil smile appeared on his handsome and extraordinary face.

Looking deeply at Lin Yunyan, he waved, "Let's go."

The eldest prince's team and the guards of the Shence Camp were withdrawn in the snow, and a storm had come to an end.

But the crowd hadn't dispersed, and everyone's eyes fell on Lin Yun from a distance.

Today's battle can be regarded as allowing them to see Lin Yun's tenacity and blood, even if he kills a profound vein. Still outstanding strength, people dare not underestimate.

Qin Yu's smile before he left was also well known.

This turmoil is not really over yet, and the Dragon Gate Grand Competition is afraid that it will usher in a real outbreak.

If Lin Yun doesn't participate, he will definitely kill him in the competition if he does.

In the name of Young Master Feiyu, he was justifiable and upright, and in front of everyone in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, he killed Lin Yun, a humiliation of today.

Bai Lixuan bowed to Protector Mei, and quietly retired without saying anything.

On the snow, the mysterious man standing beside Lin Yun was also ready to leave.

Lin Yun hurriedly said: "I dare to ask who your Excellency is, the kindness you take today will be repaid in the future."

The mysterious man with a white faceless mask turned his head and smiled, winked at him, and said with a smile, "Lin Yun, who do you think I will be."

Flowing!

After the other party didn't hide his voice, Lin Yun recognized it immediately.

It was full of long hair, which I thought was a wig.

It can also explain why he is wearing a mask. Although he has left the Xuantian Sect, he doesn't want to cause trouble to the sect.

Against the First Prince, there must be some scruples.

Perhaps, he should have guessed his identity from that dragon-like punch.

"His Royal Highness, thank you for your kindness just now."

As for Princess Fenghua, Protector Mei had to come forward to thank the other party on behalf of Jiange.

"No need, I will definitely need High Heaven Sword Pavilion in the future. Besides, Xinyan and I are old acquaintances."

Princess Fenghua's words were calm, and her veiled face made it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

Her eyes turned and landed on Lin Yun. Her eyes were complicated and related, but after staring for a long time, there was a faint disappointment.

I wanted to say something, but didn't say it.

"go back."

A guard of honor of thousands of people, surrounded by jade sedan chairs, drifted away in the wind and snow.

"It seems that Her Royal Highness, the Princess, is really impressed by you."

Xin Yan said softly.

In Princess Fenghua's eyes, Lin Yun seemed to have caught something, but he couldn't grasp it.

He woke up, looked at Xinyan and said, "Sister, no matter what decision you make in the future, you can discuss it with me, okay? Not only me, but also many, many people are very concerned about you and worry about you."

"Senior Sister Xinyan!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the Luojia Mountain disciples, Li Wuyou, Mo Cheng, and the others walked over with joyful expressions.

Looking at the familiar faces of Luojia Mountain, Xinyan's eyes were wet, but she finally bit her lip to hold back.

Hufa Mei smiled: "Let's go, we're going back too."

Afterwards, he also turned his gaze to Lin Yunshen, smiled, and scolded fiercely: "You kid, after you go back, tell me well, how did you get to the imperial capital by killing the thief."

Lin Yun could only pretend to smile innocently and didn't answer.

at the same time.

The imperial city of the imperial capital is closely guarded and contains the mighty and mighty Dragon Palace near the palace.

On the eaves of a high-rise building, two figures took their eyes back and landed in the unfathomable palace again.

If Lin Yun was here, he would not be unfamiliar with these two figures.

At the same time, I will be very surprised, how did these two get together.

On the left is Jian Xuanhe, the master of Jiange Pavilion seen in Si Guoya, and on the right is the Thirteen Masters in the Buried Sword Forest.

"Thirteen, you said back then that you would never leave the Sword Burial Forest."

Jian Xuanhe looked at the Thirteenth Master, and said without a smile.

The Thirteenth Master snorted coldly: "Since the old man has promised Lin Yun to protect him, it is naturally impossible to watch him die, why... Otherwise, do you think that you alone can stop the blood-robed guards in the Daqin Palace? "

"Who knows?"

Jian Xuanhe, who was slightly chubby, touched his beard, neither affirming nor denying it. "But this old emperor is a wise man after all, and he didn't let his son come around. It seems that the sword he made ten years ago still taught him some lessons."

There was also a sense of loss in his words. If it was ten years ago, Protector Mei could be as decisive as he is today.

He is not going to stay in this empire for ten years.

The Thirteenth Master frowned and stared: "It seems that in the past ten years, you have gained a lot..."

"You're not bad either. You've almost understood the profound meaning of kendo left by the unknown ancestor in the Sword Burial Forest."

The words of the two were calm, but there was a hint of sharpness in their words, and there were thorns in their words.

Whoosh!

Two more figures floated down. They were the sect master of Xuantian Sect and the pavilion master of Demon Moon Villa. When they saw Jian Xuanhe and Thirteen Masters staying together, surprise flashed in their eyes.

It was a surprise that the two of them didn't fight together.

"Master Thirteen!"

After falling, the sect masters of the two transcendent sects each bowed their hands to the Thirteenth Master.

The Thirteenth Lord nodded slightly, but his expression did not fluctuate.

Jian Xuanhe's expression was calm, and he was not surprised at the appearance of these two people.

For such a big thing, it is strange that these two people do not show up.

Both are detached sects, except that Jiange and Hunyuan Sect are blood enemies, they have some tacit understanding with other sects.

The competition among the disciples is a competition, but they are quite consistent with each other on the key bottom line.

"This eldest prince, relying on the support of Xuanyang Palace, can be said to be extremely domineering in dealing with others. The infiltration of Qingxuanhui in recent years is also unscrupulous, and it is time to teach him a lesson."

The Sect Master of Xuantian Sect smiled and said softly.

Xuanyang Palace!

One of the nine overlord-level forces in the Nanhua Ancient Region, it can easily wipe out the existence of the Daqin Empire. above many empires.

If Lin Yun and others knew about the support behind the eldest prince, they would definitely be shocked.

However, these people all seemed calm and indifferent.

"It's not surprising that Xuanyang Palace supports him, but... what is behind this Princess Fenghua, who do you know?"

Jian Xuanhe looked at the two of them and asked.

"I can't see through."

The Sect Master of Xuantian Sect shook his head, not knowing.

The owner of Demon Moon Villa pondered for a long time, then looked at several people and said, "I know something, but I can't say it, I can only say that if my guess is true. The background of this princess will be bigger than all of us can imagine."

The expressions of several people changed, and the Xuanyang Palace was terrifying enough. Could it be that the existence behind the princess is more terrifying than the overlord of the ancient South China region?