Chapter 737 (1/2)

Soon, ye Chen, covered with gold, flew out of the Shangguan family like a golden rainbow.

When he came here, he destroyed the army of the two halls of zhengyangzong and successfully united with the Shangguan family. The task was also successfully completed. As a busy man, it was time for him to leave and do something else.

Looking at the back of Ye Chen, Shangguan yu'er is still mad about last night's incident.

However, seeing that the figure gradually faded, she could not help pursing her lips. In her beautiful eyes like water, there were ripples rippling and murmuring, her beautiful eyes were full of sense of loss.

On one side, Shangguan's cold moon is almost the same, and there is a touch of blush on her cheek. When she thinks of the matter last night, she is always reserved and has a shallow tenderness in her shame.

.........。

This is a beautiful two-story attic.

Among the petals, a woman leaned over the railing and looked south. She looked gaunt. In her watery eyes, there was a complicated color flashing through her eyes. In her hazy eyes, she was a young figure with a mask.

”Moon.” Soon, a gentle voice sounded behind her. She was a middle-aged man in a boa robe. She was wearing a pair of sword eyebrows. The tiger gave birth to the power of the tiger.

This person, take a closer look, is not Haotian XuanZhen?

”Father.” Seeing Haotian XuanZhen coming, Haotian Shiyue gets up in a hurry.

”Thinking about him again?” Haotian XuanZhen's words are still gentle, but his heart is more than once in a sigh.

As a father, this is his helplessness. How can he think that Qin Yu is his child, while his daughter, who is in love with his son, is destined to be an impossible marriage.

”He's my brother.” Haotian Shiyue smiles softly. Her smile is a little far fetched. Even if she conceals it again, she can't help looking south. She seems to be able to see the young man flying with the sky across the mountains and rivers.

Oh!

Haotian XuanZhen sighed again, some of them just sighed at the creation of people.

..........。

In the early morning, after several big disturbances, it is rare to usher in a short period of calm.

The legend of Qin Yu, the God of killing, continues. The myth of Dan Sheng Ye Chen becomes more and more evil. His deeds are regarded as the talk material after dinner. Over and over again, it causes too many sighs, smacks of tongue and exclamation.

Bang! Boom! Boom!

However, the rare silence was broken by the roar.

Looking at one side from a distance, we can see the successive collapse of two towering mountains, which has attracted too many people's attention.

”What's the matter?” This is the gathering place of monks. Such a big movement makes many practitioners come out of the ancient city.

”80% of them are fighting again.” Someone looked at the mountains, ”looking at the posture, strength is not weak.”

”I'm not surprised, anyway.” Some people did not think of it and turned their lips. ”These are all small things. There are many real bull scenes. These are just like fun.”

Boom! Bang! Boom!

In the discussion, a bloody figure was abandoned from the mountains. His body was in a mess, and his body was scarred, but the speed was extremely fast.

Pang Tong?

Seeing that man, too many people are stunned. Pang Tong, the leader of the third branch Hall of Zhengyang sect, has been seen by many people.

”Why...” Seeing Pang Tong, who was in a mess, too many people were stunned there. It was one of the nine zhengyangzong's soldiers. The real quasi heaven realm was pursued and killed.

At present, everyone's eyes are on the man who chased Pang Tong.

He was an old man in grey clothes. He was powerful and full of murderous spirit. He was also a quasi heaven realm.