"King Qingyang, what are you doing against the emperor of Nanhua?"
The hearts of all people were trembling. Nanlinyuan warned the king of Qingyang to pay attention to his identity. However, the king of Qingyang strongly asked the emperor of Nanhua, which side did he choose between the Nanhua imperial dynasty and the bright moon and snow?
The answer is obvious. Naturally, it is the bright moon and snow.
Otherwise, he would not say that, let alone let the Nanhua Saint put yunmiao and Shangguan Yulian to leave.
Yan Ruo glanced at qingyangzi and said coldly, "you have a little conscience."
"At first, I had to bear her once. Now, I protect her with my life!" Qingyangzi spit out a voice in his mouth. His tone is very calm, as if he were saying an ordinary word.
"Protect with life!" The look of the crowd changed again. It seems that the building owner of Mingyue has a high position in the heart of qingyangzi. Even if he wants to pay his own life, he should protect the safety of the building owner of Mingyue.
"Father..." Nanmin looked at qingyangzi in the sky with red eyes. His eyes showed strong resentment and unwilling. Until today, he still didn't forget the woman and was even willing to pay his life for her!
Seeing the face of King Qingyang, the pupil of nanlinyuan contracted. After all, he didn't say anything. At present, the most important person is mingyuexue. As for yunmiao and the evil woman, he can clean them up together when he releases his hand.
Then nanlinyuan looked at the bright moon and snow, and Lang said, "although I don't know how you came to live, even if you live, the result will still be no change from that year. It's better to serve me. I call you the queen of Nanhua, the mother of the world, below one person and above ten thousand people. What do you mean?"
The voice of Nanhua Shengjun fell, and the vast space was suddenly quiet.
Countless people are shocked. The emperor of Nanhua wants to seal mingyuexue as the queen. Even if she is a wife and gives birth to a daughter, he can not care.
Nanyin's face became particularly ugly. His mother was the queen of Nanhua. Now, his father wanted to make other women the queen. What was his mother?
"I was born the wife of Shangguan Yi, and so is death!"
The moon snow spoke coldly, and then she took a step forward. In an instant, the wind and cloud in heaven and earth changed, and endless flying snow fell from the sky. Each snowflake contained the meaning of a terrible Road, cutting space like a sharp blade, and immediately a sense of killing flowed between heaven and earth.
Nanlinyuan glanced at the void, and the powerful radiance of the avenue burst out in his pupils, which turned into countless magic guns. The magic guns penetrated through the flying snow and made a clicking sound. The flying snow continued to break, and the magic guns went forward to kill the bright moon snow.
But at this time, in front of the bright moon snow, countless flying snow gathered madly and turned into a wall of frost. The magic gun stabbed at the wall of frost. The wall of frost still stood there firmly, as if indestructible, while all the magic guns were broken.
"Huh?" Nanlinyuan raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, after the resurrection of the moon and snow, his strength not only did not retreat, but was a little stronger than before. It was really strange.
"I'll give you another chance. If you still can't, don't blame me for forcing." Nanlinyuan looked at the moon and snow and said, as if his tone was a bit threatening.
Whether mingyuexue agrees or not, he will take her back and be his woman.
This is nanlinyuan, the monarch of the Nanhua Dynasty.
Nanlinyuan dares to speak such overbearing words, naturally because he has enough confidence. Although mingyuexue's strength has become stronger, there is still a big gap with him. The situation is under his control and there will be no variables.
The bright moon and snow are destined to return to Nanhua palace with him.
However, the moon and snow looked calm, as if they hadn't heard the words of nanlinyuan at all. She only saw her heart move, and her thoughts spread wildly, but in a moment, her thoughts reached thousands of miles away, and they were still pouring into the distance.
"What is she doing?" Nanlinyuan looked at the moon and snow suspiciously, but she couldn't see through her intention.
Not only him, but also the people present showed a puzzled look. Mingyuexue didn't fight against nanlinyuan, but released his ideas to the distance. What's his intention?
Qingyangzi stared at the figure of the bright moon and snow, and suddenly said, "her idea is very strong!"
As soon as qingyangzi reminded him, the faces of nanlinyuan, Yan Ruo and others also changed, and there was a ripple in his heart. Especially nanlinyuan, his realm was the highest and his feeling was the strongest.
He can feel that the soul power of mingyuexue has reached the sixth level!
"Could it be that she has practiced some kind of secret skill, which can enhance the strength of her soul?" Nanlinyuan's eyes showed a hint of thinking, but he couldn't think of any secret skill that could make people reborn by body. His strength did not decrease but increased, and his soul power was greatly enhanced.
If there is such a secret skill, it can be called an anti heaven skill.
A moment later, in Nanxian City, a powerful force of thought came from a distance. Many strong people in the city suddenly raised their heads and felt an extremely terrible force rushing by. They all set off waves in their hearts. Just now, what was that?
However, after a few breaths, the powerful force of thought came to the sky above the moon tower and finally stopped. It turned into a sky of divine light and shrouded the heaven and earth. Countless ancient patterns shone out and printed into the void, as if urging some force.
Many powerful breath came here, and the crowd looked at the spectacular scene in front of them with a look of shock in their eyes.
"Which great man's pen is this?" It's terrible for someone to scream out. The idea turns into thousands of patterns to light up the space. It must be the action of Saint level existence, and it's not an ordinary saint.
I saw that the light of the void was more and more dazzling. It seemed that there was an ancient breath, as if it was reviving, which made the world tremble violently.
The crowd stared at the space, and then they saw an illusory figure walking out slowly. His appearance was very vague. They couldn't see his face clearly. They could only feel the strong breath on him. His temperament was ethereal and super dust, like a fairy, which was impossible to capture.
"Familiar world."
There seemed to be a voice of emotion ringing in the world. The figure looked at everything around. When he saw the bright moon building below, a deep color of nostalgia appeared on his handsome face. Should the girl grow up now?
At this time, a voice came from his mind, and the look on his face suddenly became particularly cold. He stepped forward and disappeared directly into the world.
When the crowd reacted, they found that the illusory figure had disappeared.
I saw a terrible color on their faces, and suddenly there was a storm in their hearts. What level of figure was the figure just appeared?