Chapter 2303

Two terrible threats collided madly in the void, and finally dissipated at the same time. Everything was calm, as if it had never happened.

However, those guards looked at the middle-aged figure in the void, and their faces were filled with incomparable shock. The strength of the LORD was extremely terrible. He was one of the figures standing at the peak. How terrible should he be if he could fight with the Lord?

"Go." The middle-aged man in black robe said softly and walked towards the palace in front. The young man behind him also took steps. They stepped into the palace together, and no one dared to stop them.

I'm kidding. Whoever stops the strong at this level will die.

When they came to the palace, they saw a middle-aged figure standing in front with his hands on his back. The middle-aged man was dressed in white clothes and looked very simple. From his back, he could feel a detached temperament, as if he was detached from everything.

Seeing the figure in white ahead, the middle-aged man in black narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Qingyang."

When the voice fell, the middle-aged man in white slowly turned around and revealed an angular face. He looked like he was in his forties, with heroic appearance, deep and divine eyes, as if he had a sense of dignity, which made people look at him, and they couldn't help but be awed by his temperament.

The middle-aged man in white is one of the five princes of the Nanhua imperial dynasty, known as qingyangzi.

Qingyangzi is the prince of the Nanhua imperial dynasty. The blood of the Nanhua royal family naturally flows in his body. However, because of his great reputation, the world calls him qingyangzi. Over time, he forgets what his real name is.

"The last time I saw brother Yan, it seemed that it was when she left. Unconsciously, it has been so many years. Time is so fast." Qingyangzi murmured to himself. There seemed to be a touch of sadness in his eyes. After so many years, he still couldn't forget her.

Hearing qingyangzi's words, Yan ruo's face also became dim. He felt a trace of sadness and some guilt and remorse. He once did a great mistake. Later, it was too late to wake up. In order to make atonement, he repented for thousands of years.

Originally, he planned not to go out of the mountain, safely hide in the mountains and forests and concentrate on understanding the Tao, but after hearing something, he couldn't sit still and came to qingyangzi at the first time.

"Is that true?" Yan Ruo looked at qingyangzi and asked in a deep voice.

But qingyangzi didn't seem to hear this. He looked directly at the young man behind Yan Ruo. His eyes stayed on the latter for a moment, as if he wanted to see him through.

The young man naturally felt that someone was watching him, but he did nothing. His face looked very calm. He was very clear that he had no hiding ability in front of qingyangzi.

But he also knew that qingyangzi could not do anything to hurt him.

Qingyangzi nodded gently, and a look of appreciation appeared in his eyes. He looked at Yan Ruo and said, "Yan ziye, isn't he?" It is worthy of being your son, who has inherited your blood, and your future achievements must not be so weak. "

"I'm asking you something." Yan Ruo spoke again, and his tone became heavy. His eyes wrapped around thunder stared at qingyangzi, as if he would never stop until he asked the answer.

"You and I know that she has gone and will never come back. Why do you stick to the past?" Qingyangzi opened his mouth lightly, and his eyes still didn't look at Yan Ruo.

"Clinging to the past?" Yan Ruo smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth and said, "so it seems that you don't intend to make a move. That's right. You're from the Nanhua imperial dynasty. How can you make a move? I'm out of my sight!"

"Whatever you want." Qingyangzi said in a flat tone: "I'm still that sentence. She has left. Don't have a glimmer of fantasy or do anything useless. In the end, it will only make her more painful."

"Hum, I'm not as cold-blooded as you!" Yan Ruo satirized qingyangzi, then left the palace with Yan ziye and disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the figure of the two people leaving, qingyangzi sighed. The words just now seemed to comfort Yan Ruo, but only he knew that he had never really come out.

A moment later, a figure walked into the hall and arched his hand at qingyangzi: "tell the Lord, the princess has heard that she is already rushing here. She should arrive tomorrow."

"Yes." Qingyangzi nodded slightly, without too many waves on his face.

The bodyguard looked up at qingyangzi and said in a low voice, "there's another thing, my subordinates don't know what to say."

"Speak." Qingyangzi said.

"The princess privately mobilized some people to come here, including several saints. Their actions are very secret. Their subordinates think that the princess may have any actions next." The man replied, "the prince's marriage is imminent. If the princess provokes trouble at this time, I'm afraid there will be great trouble."

Hearing the man's words, qingyangzi frowned slightly, then waved his hand and said, "let her go."

"Yes." The man answered, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes. The world knows that the Lord dotes on the princess and tolerates her in every way. However, few people know that the LORD did so because of guilt, which is regarded as compensation for the princess.

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Nanhua City, suspended in the void and surrounded by fairy fog, can be called an air city. At a glance, it feels like a heavenly palace, majestic and spectacular.

At this moment, there are many figures flying directly into the magnificent city. Many of them have excellent temperament and strong cultivation. Most of them come from powerful forces in a certain region.

After all, only the big forces are qualified to receive the invitation of the Nanhua imperial dynasty. Even if ordinary small forces hear the news, they are destined to only watch the excitement outside. Therefore, few people come.

In a void outside Nanhua City, a line of figures came in the air. Among these people, there are men and women with uneven cultivation. The strongest person is the great emperor, the strong person has a very strong breath, and the weakest person is only the Early Imperial realm.

The person standing in the middle is a young woman, dressed in a light blue dress, with snow-white skin, beautiful appearance, long hair and waist. Several strands of green silk fall on her chest along her ears. Her temperament is dusty, like the person in the picture walking out without the smell of red dust. When people around her stop to watch, they startle her.

"This woman is so beautiful. There are such beautiful people in the world."

"The unique posture and elegant demeanor are unparalleled. Once you look at the city and then the country."

"I don't know where this woman comes from. If I can marry her, I will have no regrets in my life!"

Many young men couldn't help but sigh. They all showed a trace of admiration in their eyes. It seemed that they fell in love with her at a glance, but they just thought in their hearts. Such a peerless woman must come from a top force. Can they dream.

"Is this Nanhua city?"

The woman in blue skirt stopped and looked at the city ahead. She stood there like a painting, gentle and amazing.

Then she lowered her head, and there was a faint look of expectation in her delicate eyes. The wedding of the prince of Nanhua was also a great event. I wonder if he will appear here.