1novels Chapter 70 Fate
Chapter 70 Fate
Yan Xuekong walked out of the barrier and waved to Xu Xingran, who was looking everywhere.
"Your Highness, I thought you were lost." Xu Xingran walked over, but didn't see Xie Yuchen, and asked, "Where's that one?"
"Brother Junyu has something to do and needs to leave for two days, let's go to Beizhou first."
Yan Xuekong didn't say much, and in an instant, he spread his golden wings.
The afterglow of the setting sun dyed half of the sky red, which complemented the colorful sunset glow, but it was not as gorgeous as the phoenix's feather.
And such beautiful wings can only serve as a foil for the young man.
Yan Xuekong turned into a streamer and flew towards the boundary. Countless people raised their heads and chased after the figure in the sky.
When Xu Xingran flew to his side, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. When he first saw this Highness, he was still a little baby. He didn't expect that he would grow up so big in a blink of an eye, and look so troublesome.
Whenever she shows up, someone will be heartbroken and heartbroken.
More obvious ones, such as Yin Bandit Stone.
Those who hide deeper, such as Shangguan Mengyin, or the Heavenly Witch.
In fact, the story of the Heavenly Witch is mixed with a bit of careful thinking, but unfortunately His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not enter the game, otherwise, it is really uncertain whether this love calamity will survive or not.
"In my opinion, Your Highness, it is suitable to walk the ruthless way of Tianzun."
"Brother Xingran, does Yuanchen Tianzun know that you are working so hard to promote his ruthless way?
Yan Xuekong was amused, attracted a white and soft cloud, sat up, his long legs swaying slightly.
He said: "I like my parents, my grandparents, my elder brother Jun Yu, and many friends. If I take the path of ruthlessness, I will not only give up good food and fun, but also let go of these people. I can't bear it."
Xu Xingran smiled: "It doesn't have to be a choice to be suitable, Your Highness is very good."
Yan Xuekong made a magic formula and speeded up the journey, and the two arrived at the junction of Beizhou and Luozhou in the early morning of the next day.
The climate in Beizhou is extremely cold, and as soon as you enter it, you will feel the cold air rushing towards your face.
"Your Highness, are you cold? I have warm clothes here."
He was used to looking after his juniors and younger sisters in the sect, and Xu Xingran couldn't help but take extra care of His Highness the Crown Prince who was nearly ten years younger than him.
Yan Xuekong shook his head, looking in the direction of Tianjian Mountain.
The highest mountain in Jiuzhou is like a giant sword standing upright, standing upright and eye-catching everywhere.
He looked at other places and said, "Strange."
"What's weird?"
Xu Xingran followed his line of sight and took a closer look. There were still people coming and going on the road, nothing unusual.
"Look." Yan Xuekong spread out his palm and released a paper crane. The paper crane flew in the direction they came from, but seemed to be unable to find a way out. It dangled around until its spiritual power was exhausted and it fell to the ground.
Xu Xingran's face gradually became serious.
He immediately walked back and crossed the border. Logically speaking, he should have returned to Luozhou, but the next moment, he reappeared beside Yan Xuekong.
Like a ghost hitting a wall.
"There are ins and outs, no wonder the news of Beizhou can't get out." Xu Xingran frowned slightly: "Secretly blockade the entire Beizhou, this method, even my ancestors can't do it. Could it be that there is another artifact?"
In Lingzhou back then, the Shura clan took out the artifact "Huasheng Ding" to offer blood sacrifices to the living beings, but everyone present had no choice but to compete with the "Xuanhuang Ding" of the same level, the outcome is still uncertain.
The power of the artifact can be seen.
Yan Xuekong's golden pupils had a flash of light, and he seemed to see something, and said: "It's the 'Nine-Six Locking Space Formation', I heard from my grandfather that this is the number one trapping formation in the ancient Heavenly Court. Presumably, the Shura clan is in the Heavenly Court The lost array map was found in the ruins."
"..."
Xu Xingran sighed silently.
The ruins of the Heavenly Court not only gave the Shura clan a place to breathe and hide, but also hidden countless treasures, and it would be frightening to take out any one at random, and it would be difficult to resist.
This is also an important reason why Emperor Yuan took people there knowing the danger.
It's a pity that the Shura tribe has been planning for many years, and they have already seized the opportunity, so they can only passively fight back.
"Your Highness, did Lord Dragon God mention the way to break this formation?" Xu Xingran thought quickly, then pondered: "At least the news must be spread, so as not to trap more people."
"No."
"Does Your Highness understand formations?"
"don't know."
Xu Xingran supported his forehead.
He doesn't understand formations, but he has heard that His Highness the Crown Prince is extremely talented, and after learning the way of refining weapons, he can forge immortal weapons, and even got on the list of weapons in Baohua Pavilion.
If you are proficient in formations, you may still have a chance.
As a result, His Highness didn't dabble in the way of formation at all.
Seeing his frowning face, Yan Xuekong said lightly: "If you don't understand, you can learn."
"Your Highness, this did not happen overnight. Besides, the masters of the formations all come from Mingzhou, and the young master of the Asura Sect may have studied this method."
Xu Xingran had a headache, after much deliberation, he was careless this time.
If he was the only one coming, he wouldn't be afraid, he would just put his life and death aside and try his best, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a high status, and the only heir of the Great Yan Dynasty has a heavy responsibility to shoulder, so nothing can happen.
"Brother Xingran, don't worry." Yan Xuekong comforted him, and suddenly felt the vibration of the Wanjian Monument, pulled him and said, "Let's go, let's go to Tianjian Mountain first."
Tianjian Mountain, the training ground.
A group of elders and disciples were wounded all over and tied together, staring at the young man sitting above them with resentment, and some even scolded: "You traitor, beast, white-eyed wolf! It's useless for you to come from the royal family of Dayan, But he joined the Shura clan and killed his own clan!"
The man had a handsome appearance and an extraordinary bearing. There was an old man with closed eyes sitting beside him, without even moving his eyelids: "Wenyou, your private affairs should be settled as soon as possible."
"Master, I know."
Yan Wenyou got up, walked to the competition stage, looked at the embarrassed young man who was pinned to the ground, and asked again: "Where did Mu Hongyi hide with the others?"
"Bah!" The young man raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes were seven or eight points similar to Mu Hongyi's, and he sneered, "You deserve to know where my sister is?"
Before he finished speaking, he was slapped and vomited blood.
"Cyan Frost!"
"Eldest son!"
The elders and disciples of Tianjian Mountain were in a hurry.
"If you have the ability, kill me. If you want to use this method to force my sister out, you will underestimate my disciple of Tianjian Mountain." Mu Qingshuang vomited blood and shouted with a smile: "Hongyi, don't come out! , did you hear that? Your brother can hold on!"
The spirit is flying high, and it is proud of itself.
"I came here to challenge Mu Hongyi." Yan Wenyou said calmly, "The majestic young master of Tianjian Mountain, my ex-fiancée, sees that my brother and fellow disciples are being tortured, and she doesn't want to come out to fight. I'm really disappointed."
"You took advantage of my father's absence and brought many masters of the Shura tribe to attack the mountain gate at night and slaughtered the disciples. Is it to challenge my sister? You clearly remember the resignation of the marriage back then, and you came here specifically to seek revenge!"
Mu Qingshuang knew very well that Yan Wenyou was carrying a treasure, and the old man who followed him even slashed through the mountain protection formation, defeated all the elders, and his cultivation was unfathomable.
Once his sister comes out, the consequences will be disastrous.
He could only hide in the sword mound with his core disciples, keep the fire, and wait for his father to come back.
The Sword Tomb is the inheritance place of Tianjian Mountain. Except for the head teacher, no one knows the location, and there are countless swords left by the elders for protection. No matter how strong the old man is, it is impossible to find it.
He insisted on not letting go.
Yan Wenyou became impatient: "Mu Hongyi, I'll count to three, if you don't come out again, I'll chop off your brother's fingers one by one, and then kill all your classmates. One, two..."
Just at the exit of "Three", the blade suddenly appeared!
"Stop!" Mu Hongyi's hasty voice sounded, although she knew the overall situation was important, she couldn't just watch this scene.
Hunting in red, she came with a sword in her hand, and she walked out of the sword mound alone.
Yan Wenyou turned his saber and split the rock beside him.
Mu Hongyi rushed over and hugged Mu Qingshuang, and carefully wiped off the blood on his brother's face, with tears in his eyes, he blamed himself: "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm the one who hurt you."
"Silly sister, how can I blame you." Mu Qingshuang said anxiously and angrily, "You shouldn't have come out."
"This is my cause and effect, and it should be settled by me."
Mu Hongyi turned to Yan Wenyou, and said word by word: "I asked myself if I didn't insult you about what happened back then, why did you do this?"
Yan Wenyou sneered: "Don't get me wrong, you are not that important, I intend to settle the old grievances in Beizhou by the way."
He stepped onto the martial arts arena and raised his long knife with great momentum.
Mu Hongyi brushed away her brother's blocking hand, walked over without hesitation, drew her sword to block the knife, was shocked by the powerful force, and retreated a few steps.
With just one move, she knew that Yan Wenyou was at least above the fusion stage.
She is far from its opponent.
Yan Wenyou rushed towards her, approaching her step by step: "The proud daughter of heaven who was unattainable in the past, now looks like this."
Mu Hongyi said indifferently: "Does this make you very angry? There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. I have lost more than once. You are obsessed with winning or losing. What do you want to prove?"
Another knife came with anger.
Mu Hongyi's arm was scratched, and she fell heavily on the competition stage, thin cracks appeared on the sword of natality.
Yan Wenyou pointed his blade at her: "This time, you lost."
Mu Hongyi looked fearless, and said quietly: "If you lose, you lose, so what? Even if the world says I am blind, and say I am not as good as you, so what? I have a sword in my hand, and I have the Tao at my feet. carry on."
Yan Wenyou was startled.
In these years, he has experienced too many things. Retiring the engagement is no longer a blow to him, but it is like a thorn in his throat that he has to pull out.
For Mu Hongyi, he couldn't say he hated him.
When he was young, he wandered between low self-esteem and self-esteem, between jealousy and liking, and struggled between the grace of nurturing and the hatred of his parents.
Mu Hongyi bumped into her just at that moment, so all her anger and resentment had an outlet, and it was out of control.
Yan Wenyou looked at the woman in red in front of him, and asked in a complicated tone: "Back then, if I were the crown prince of Da Yan Shenchao, would you have divorced?"
"Yes." Mu Hongyi said without hesitation: "Even if you are so strong that no one can match you, I will divorce because I don't like you and because I want to pursue my way of swordsmanship."
Yan Wenyou was speechless for a while.
The old man above said dissatisfied: "Wenyou, why are you still hesitating? Kill her and get rid of your demons."
Heart demon?
Yan Wenyou thought, his inner demon was never Mu Hongyi.
His face became cold again, and the moment he turned around, the long knife was aimed at Mu Hongyi's neck and fell.
"Little Lord!"
"younger sister--"
Panicked voices rose from all around, Mu Qingshuang stumbled towards the competition platform, crying in despair.
It was too late, but soon, the flowing galaxy moved the space, and a figure flashed from the sky, standing in front of Mu Hongyi, and dangerously stopped the blade.
Mu Hongyi opened her eyes wide, staring at the white shadow in front of her, and murmured: "His Royal Highness."
Yan Wenyou stagnated slightly, turned his head stiffly, and met those shining golden eyes as if by fate.