The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 404: The imperial city full of snow and wind

Chapter 404

　　 Lin Yun's expression doesn't fluctuate much, but since Brother Xinjue left, he has never felt like this for a moment.

　　 don’t want to see me...

　　 Senior Sister did not want to see him, he could understand, after all, Senior Brother Xinjue died because of him.

　　 I don’t see myself, maybe because I don’t want to see myself, for fear that it’s hard to control the hatred in my heart.

　　 Lin Yun's most worrying thing happened after all.

　　After coming out of Jianlin Burying, he did not visit the unconscious senior sister, because he was embarrassed and did not dare to face it.

　　Thinking over the cliff, suffering for three months.

　　 Many things, don’t think about it, don’t ask, but keep hiding in my heart, I dare not forget.

　　 Deep down, I have never less worried about Sister Xinyan.

　　 In this mission, the thief Han Yang was killed, and he died nine times. I don't know if he can come back alive.

　　 I just want to meet my senior sister before leaving the clan.

　　 but I didn’t expect that the senior sister didn’t want to give herself a chance.

　　 Lin Yun was unable to conceal the pain in his heart after all, and a bitter smile appeared on his handsome face.

　　 "Lin Yun, don't blame Xinyan."

　　 The plum protector wanted to speak but stopped, and sighed softly.

　　 Lin Yun was in a daze at this moment, and did not pay attention to the other meanings in the words of Protector Mei, and smiled bitterly: "How can I blame Senior Sister..."

　　 while speaking, he opened the ancient sword box from the hands of Protector Mei. A chill radiated, and the foil buried in the box lay quietly.

　　 Brush!

　　 Lin Yun stretched out his hand to hold the burial foil, and pulled it out.

　　 In the flowing light, the pattern on the body of the sword rippling like ripples in the water, mysterious like a dream, and cold like a spring.

　　 "Long time no see."

　　 The body of the sword trembles endlessly, like old friends gathering, and the touch of blood connection makes the funeral foil excited.

　　锵!

　　 put the sword back into its sheath, Lin Yun put the sword in the box, carried it on his back, and put away his own storage bag.

　　 "Is it sure that the robber Han Yang appeared in Louyuan County?"

　　 Lin Yun's expression returned to normal, and asked softly.

　　 "OK."

　　 Daqin Baijun, Louyuan County is located in the frontier, and even if you don’t do anything, it will take a whole month.

　　 In other words, if he wants to come back before the Dragon Gate Competition, he will have less than ten days to kill the thief Han Yang.

　　 When he walked out of the cliff of thought, a slight smile appeared on his face.

　　 It seems that time can be a little more relaxed.

　　 is the blood dragon horse, and the guardian Mei brought the blood dragon horse with him. I haven't seen it for a long time, but these two goods are in good spirits.

　　 turned on his horse, the young man carried the sword box on his back, his style remained undiminished, but his former sharpness was a little thicker.

　　"You need a hat, it’s not good to be seen you come out of the cliff of thought."

　　 Mei protector stretched out his hand and handed a hat.

　　 Lin Yun glanced, tapped in the storage bag, took out a grimace mask and put it on: "Use this."

　　 The blood dragon horse turned his head, carrying Lin Yun down the mountain, and gradually disappeared from the vision of Protector Mei.

　　 When the night was about to fall, the blood dragon and horse carrying Lin Yun had already reached the border of Qin Tian County.

　　 Not far ahead, Mobei Wasteland, officially stepped out of Qintian County.

　　 This place is far away from the Lingxiao sword pavilion, and in the cold wind, white flies suddenly floated in the air.

　　 "Is it snowing?"

　　 Feeling the coldness of the palm of his hand, Lin Yun looked around, took off the mask on his face and muttered to himself softly.

　　Calculating the time, it is indeed winter.

　　 It was late autumn when I thought about crossing the cliff. In March, it was already the time to snow.

　　 I recalled when I first entered the sword pavilion, it was also a heavy snow, a wind and snow that was colder than people's hearts.

　　 In the blink of an eye, the snow on the ground became thicker and thicker. Lin Yun was sitting on the blood dragon horse, thinking in his heart, I don’t know when this heavy snow will fall.

　　 Her right hand tightly held Remnant Snow in her palm, Lin Yun's eyes were tenacious.

　　 In any case, he must dare to come back before the Longmen Competition. He promised Xinjue that he would definitely participate in the Longmen Competition.

　　Carry on your promise and dare not forget it.

　　huh!

　　 At this moment, there was a piercing sound in the sky, and the blood dragon immediately looked up at Lin Yun.

　　 At the end of the field of vision, a sword sculpture, riding in the wind and snow, came through the air, making a sharp neighing sound.

　　 While Lin Yun was in doubt, the sword sculpture suddenly wailed, like a meteor falling down.

　　 With a plop, the sword sculpture fell headlong in front of him, but he was abruptly exhausted.

　　 The ground is shaking, and snowflakes are splashing, flying with the dust.

　　 Two figures rushed out in the dust, they were Lin Yan and Lin Qiushan. The two of them fell along with the sword sculpture, and they did not fall lightly, but they hurried over to Lin Yun unaware of many.

　　 Lin Yun turned over and dismounted, a suspicious color flashed in his eyes: "Why are you here?"

　　 "Brother Lin, something happened."

　　 Lin Yan looked anxious, excited, and couldn't tell.

　　 "Don't worry, speak slowly."

　　 Lin Yun clicked in his heart, with a bad feeling.

　　After calming down, Lin Yan said in a choked voice: "Big Brother Lin, Li Wuyou was injured by Bai Lixuan, Sister Xinyan, I will marry the eldest prince Qin Yu tomorrow."

　　 Boom!

　　 Lin Yun buzzed in his mind, and immediately exploded, blankly on the spot.

　　This...how is it possible.

　　 "It's true."

　　 Lin Qiushan sighed softly: "Ten days ago, she wanted to tell you, but the crime of trespassing to think about the cliff is too heavy, I didn't let her go. Today, after thinking about it, I think I still want to tell you I wanted to sneak into the cliff, but I didn’t expect to see you coming out of the back mountain. I used the sword sculpture to chase him all the way, but your horse was so fast that I almost thought I couldn’t catch up."

　　 If it hadn't been for a sudden heavy snowfall that stopped Lin Yun, the sword sculpture might not be able to catch up even if he was exhausted.

　　 After learning the ins and outs from Lin Yan's mouth, Lin Yun's face changed drastically.

　　"My senior sister has lost her dearest, how could she agree to his marriage proposal, not to mention...The man behind the killing of Xinjue is probably Qin Yu. Senior sister is born with a staunch nature, it is impossible to accept this humiliation!" /

　　 Lin Yun's expression suddenly became sharp, and the eyes were sharp and cold.

　　 Everyone knows that Wang Yan is just a chess piece in the hands of the great prince.

　　The people who can get the treasures of the Zuo Dao in the Great Qin Empire must be the ones who can reach the sky by means. The eldest prince is suspected. What's more, the Longmen Competition at the end of the year is a direct competitor with Big Brother Xinjue.

　　 Of course, Lin Yun just doubted all of this, not daring to make a conclusion.

　　 is different from Wang Yan. He saw the blood rain silver flower needle sacrificed by Wang Yan with his own eyes. He could only kill the opponent with complete confidence.

　　 In any case, even if she only doubted, Xin Yan would never agree to marry Qin Yu.

　　There must be a hidden feeling in this.

　　 "I have a word, I don't know if it is inappropriate to say it."

　　 Lin Qiushan said hesitantly.

　　 Lin Yan said quickly and indignantly: "Is there anything that should be said improperly, Brother Lin, now the four major families are rumored that the eldest prince took the risk of practicing the Xuanyang Jue. He is boundless when he reaches Yang, but his realm is not enough. If there is no reconciliation of the water of the lunar yin, sooner or later he will go into trouble and die!"

　　"Is this serious?"

　　"It should be true. The news came from the Wang clan and only circulated among the four major clans. I checked the ancient books, the martial soul of the water of the Taiyin, not only can reconcile the overbearing true essence of Xuanyang Art, It can even make his Xuanyang Art go further and reach the state of Consummation. Qin Yu doesn't care about Sister Xinyan at all, just wants to use her as a furnace. After using her, Sister Xinyan is afraid that she will..."

　　 Lin Yun wanted to say something and stopped, but what he didn't say was quite clear.

　　People who practice martial arts, how can they not know how the furnace ding will end up?

　　 "I see."

　　 Lin Yun took a deep breath. He didn't expect Qin Yu to act so ruthlessly.

　　 He looked at the snowflakes floating in the sky, his thoughts drifted, he was silent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

　　 Lin Yan, the two sisters, were so worried that they did not dare to ask.

　　 So far, all the ins and outs have been clear in Lin Yun's mind.

　　 There is no doubt that Qin Yu was behind Xin Jue’s death. He killed Xin Jue just to cut off the retreat of Senior Sister and let her lose support.

　　 In his hand, he must still hold the handle of the senior sister.

　　 Thinking of Brother Xinjue’s dedication to Longmen No.1, Lin Yun showed a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.

　　Longmen first, you can make a request with the emissary, even the Emperor Qin dare not violate it.

　　Whether it is for the top spot or to get Sister Xinyan, in Qin Yu's heart, Brother Xinjue is the one who must kill.

　　Think about it now, it's not that Sister does not want to see him.

　　 No thieves showed up at all, but the senior sister asked Tommy to protect the law and let him take him away.

　　 She was worried that when she learned the news, she would flee from Siguoya and desperately obstructed her, killing her life in vain.

　　 "Is the wedding tomorrow?"

　　 After a while, Lin Yun retracted his gaze from the flying snow.

　　"It’s tomorrow, and it’s so powerful, Qin Yu has done a lot of pomp, and he wants to parade in the imperial capital. Brother Lin Yun, you have to think twice... the prince’s wedding, Shence Camp will definitely escort, and The masters of the Qingxuanhui must also follow."

　　Lin Qiushan’s eyes flashed with worry~IndoMTL.com~ spoke out to persuade him.

　　 The meaning of the words is very obvious, Lin Yun went alone, no different from sending him to death.

　　 "But there are some things, I have to ask to understand."

　　 Lin Yun turned on his horse without much words.

　　 He only needs to ask in person, as long as the sister is not sincere, his sword will not hesitate!

　　 Under the surprised eyes of the two, Lin Yun turned around and drifted away from the vast wind and snow.

　　 the next morning.

　　The snow in the imperial capital city is half a foot thick, and the imperial city is covered in silver. The bleak air was filled with chills, and even the martial artist had to use his true essence to resist.

　　 But even so, the imperial capital's imperial city is full of excitement.

　　 Many people, braved the wind and snow, appeared on the street leading to the Prince's Mansion.

　　Today is the wedding day of the eldest prince Qin Yu.

　　The wedding came without warning, but once it was announced, it caused a sensation in Daqin and caused shocks from all sides.

　　 Xinyan is the number one beauty in the Lingxiao sword pavilion. She is known as the blood rose. She is a majestic style and famous throughout Daqin.

　　 can be today, but married the eldest prince.

　　 seems very surprising, but when you think about it, it's not that strange.

　　 The eldest prince himself is the heir to the throne, and he has the name of the prince. Regardless of his status and strength, he is worthy of Xinyan.

　　 Today, the voices of the people are brilliant, the wind and snow cannot cover up, and the streets leading to the Prince's Mansion are crowded like mountains and seas.

In the attic on both sides of 　　, the better viewing position has long been occupied.

　　 are all looking forward to it, waiting for the Lord to appear.