Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

In the waters of the Yanhe River, the building and the ship carrying the great emperor Wang Fei and others gradually drifted away and disappeared.

Has promised to the younger sister, Xiao Chen naturally will not chase.

On the shore, Ling Yu’s life has disappeared.

A short sword, naturally, can not kill a person's life, but if a person wants to die, he will die, and that is the **** is also difficult to save.

Xiao Chen squatted down and looked at the body that Ling Yu had not been cold, and said nothing.

"He is self-defeating, and he is desperate to die. It is hard to save if he wants to save."

Su Ye is looking at her face, her eyes are complex, and her heart is mixed.

There is no shortage of medical doctors in the city of Emperor Yan, there is a good hand to rejuvenate, and the ability to live and die is alive.

If Ling Yu is just dead, he wants to save it. Although it is difficult, it is not impossible, but it costs a lot of money.

If one is desperate for death, and there is no desire to survive, even if all the gods in the world can be saved, it is impossible to save.

"Stupid, how can it be so stupid, being stunned by others in a few words. I have suffered so much in these years, and it is not the same."

Su Ye looked at Ling Yu's face, a little bit pale, his eyes were a little wet, and his voice choked.

"Don't blame him, he doesn't want me to take risks for him. He hurts us better than hurts himself. He lives... not happy."

Xiao Chen holds Ling Yu’s hand and whispers softly, the voice is soft and gentle, as if Ling Yu is still alive.

He has some self-blame in his heart. If he did not take him to take the world of dragons and did not see the exquisiteness, perhaps everything is different.

He is still young, and he is an adult king when he is less than forty years old. He will grow up when he gives him time.

But... there is no such thing in the world. Let him be so old, he must be under the pressure of the great emperor of the Emperor.

Change to yourself, can you afford it?

Xiao Chen’s heart is silent, he can’t give an answer, maybe he can’t bear it.

Sometimes, he is thinking about why he is very jealous of this little teacher, especially care and love.

Many times, in fact, he is watching Ling Yu, just looking at his own self.

When you meet Linglong, you will live forever! Life can be wrong, but this heart does not regret.

Even if he gives Ling Yu a chance, if he has the choice, he will not regret it and foresee the exquisite.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen remembered something and searched for a long time in the storage ring.

After a half ring, a treasure was taken out by him.

"what is this?"

Xiao Chen said: "This is a soul-dropping ball that can keep him from falling for seven days. If there is a chance, I really don't want to use this treasure."

The soul of the soul is the gift of the ghosts to the city in the Kunlun world.

"After seven days?"

Xiao Chen said: "This is why I don't want to use it, because after seven days, I don't know how."

Hey!

Someone came, Xiao Chen and Su Ye brow a pick, and turned to look at it.

I saw a slightly embarrassing figure, light as a swallow, rising and falling in the air. The moment before, it was still far away. In the next second, it fell to Ling Yu.

The head was scattered, and the face was dirty, and I couldn’t see the uncle’s expression.

"I only went to Lingyin Temple... This time, Big Brother, can't save you."

Uncle's eyes look, full of accidents, slightly sad, and helpless.

Not waiting for Xiao Chen and Su Ye to ask, what the uncle seems to think of, the light flashed in his eyes and quickly left.

"Predecessors, seniors..."

Su Ye came forward and shouted a few times against the back of Uncle Shu.

Uncle's head did not return, and after a while, it disappeared into the eyes of the two.

Su Ye was slightly disappointed and looked stunned.

The two are not stupid, and naturally they can see that this is a different skill and the strength is not low. But how high it is, but it is nothing to know, but it is inevitable to hold some faint hope.

Xiao Chen whispered: "Go back, if he can save, he will not see death."

......

Five days later, the Emperor Yancheng City, the sun is shining, the sky is blue and cloudless.

Such a good weather is rare in the city of Emperor.

Many people say that they are beautiful, and even the gods are blessing the wedding of the great emperor and the exquisite monk. The entire emperor is filled with a festive atmosphere.

Yes, today is the day when the great emperor won the exquisite home.

It has been brewing for a month and a half, and it has spread all over the world. The grand wedding that has been known all the time has finally arrived.

The whole city celebrates and the atmosphere is warm.

Before the wedding, the Qianjin Building had been united, and all the princes of the Imperial City were the masters. The flower garden was on the streets for three days, and the atmosphere was pushed to the peak.

Those scenes, in the most prosperous city of the world, are also shocking and never seen.

The day of the pro-intimacy, the voices of the people, the whole city is looking forward to the wedding.

On the streets near Qianjinlou, there are crowds of people, like mountains and seas.

Taimiao Ancestral Temple, had to enter and exit with masters to guard against unknown risks.

But if you want to come, no one dares not to look long. No matter whether it is the Grand Emperor or the Green House Alliance, no one is irritating.

What's more, the two sides joined forces.

Everyone knows that it will not take long for the great emperor Wang Fei to ride the Huang Jiarui beast. With a mighty team of welcoming friends, go to Qianjin and smile in the building, and then take the exquisite home to the emperor's house to go to the wedding.

On the two sides of the street, the better viewing position has already been taken over.

The welcoming team has not yet arrived, but the warriors in the building have already been talking about the heat.

"The big prince is really awkward. The prince's dispute is imminent, high-profile sorrow, and alliance with Qianjinlou. The limelight will cover the past eight emperors and thirteen princes. I heard that one hundred and eight princes, two-thirds of them are Come to the wedding."

"Oh, this is nature, we will also watch a lively. But these are not the same. The original three emperors have the same cards in their hands. This big prince got the brothel alliance and helped each other, and immediately opened the gap."

"This is not a big deal. There is no family of swordsmen who have never stood in the team. After knowing this wedding, they will finally make a decision and put the treasure on the big prince. This is even more difficult."

"It can be regarded as a joint effect. Without this wedding, there will not be so many princes to congratulate, and it will not let the Su family watching it make a decision. It can only be said that the big prince is welcoming the exquisite masters and taking this move. that's nice."

"Yeah, although this thing is so ethereal, this wedding world knows the whole. The whole dynasty up and down, no one knows, it is estimated that everyone has a candidate for the prince. These fame, invisible, will be able to encourage The dynasty of the great prince."

"Hey, these things are just like we can talk about it casually. Only the big guys can participate. Let's watch it lively. It is said that this time, Qinglian Swordsman will do it all, and come to the Imperial Palace for the wedding."

"Oh, unfortunately, it’s a pity. Wedding invitations have been fired at a high price. It’s not something I can afford, or I really want to see a group of swords."

"I missed this time, I don't know when, I can see Qinglian Jianxian again."

The atmosphere discussed in the building was extremely warm and did not stop for a moment.

However, the people in the group of three or five on the table did not notice that a wine table wounded in the window, two people looked calm, and there was a slight helplessness between the eyebrows.

One of them held a folding fan, the opposite person, with a hood, could not see the face.

It was Tian Ceshu and the nine emperors, Wang Hao, who looked at the crowds in the downstairs street and listened to the constant discussion in the building.

Both of them seem to be in a hurry and are out of place with the world.

"Xiao brothers, still do not want to see guests?" Under the hood, the Nine Emperor asked a glass of wine and whispered.

Tian Ceshu nodded and said: "The Yanyu Building has been closed for five days, and the defense is strict. I also got through the cross-examination before I was able to get started. I can only see the Sulou, I don't see Xiao Chen, it is really worrying."

The big emperor forced the death of Ling Yu, it was originally very secret, but Tian Ceshu students watched the gods, and the Yelang star fell, and the death of someone near Xiao Chen was calculated.

On the same day, Xiao Chen promised to help the Nine Emperors to win the battle. What they asked for was related to Ling Yu.

After knowing this, the Nine Emperors did not dare to neglect.

After Wang Hao’s inquiries, I generally know the ins and outs of things, which is a pity.

I wanted to comfort myself with Xiao Chen, but I never saw anyone, making it more worrying.

Now that people are dead, will Xiao Chen still intend to be his teacher?

From the perspective of interests, nature is not worth the loss, and ordinary people cannot act. But if it is Xiao Chen, everything is unpredictable.

The two looked at the scenes that were lively and festive, and they were so sad that they were not willing to say more.

Emperor Yancheng... After all, it is not the city of Ling Yu. At least at this moment, no one will care about the death of a small person, or even no one knows at all.

They are all looking forward to waiting for the appearance of the great emperor, bringing them the grandest wedding ever since the imperial dynasty.