Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4723: You didn’t discuss it

Little Emperor stretched his hand and scraped the bridge of the little girl’s nose, then stretched his hand towards the thin purple robe behind him.

"If you eat too much sweets, you may lose your teeth." The thin purple robe murmured, and then took out a handful of colorful sugar **** from her arms.

Little Emperor took out two of them, one into the little girl’s mouth and one into his own mouth.

The little girl took her arms and proudly said in the arms of the little emperor, "Ami is not afraid of losing your teeth. Don’t lie, my partner, they all say that I will not lose my teeth."

The thin purple robe didn't talk much, but distributed the candy in hand to the other boys in turn.

With candy, the little girl’s big, flashing eyes looked at Jian Wushuang curiously.

I don’t know why, seeing the little girl’s red lips and white teeth, Jian Wushuang inexplicably remembered the naive and the old brothers in the divine universe.

"Little Emperor, who is this big brother."

Little Emperor turned around and looked at Jian Wushuang, then smiled, "He is my good friend, you must call him Brother Jian."

"Uh, Brother Jian." The little girl smiled sweetly at Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang reported with a smile, subconsciously reached out and touched the small bun on her head.

Little Emperor patted her gently, "Go play, I'm going to meet the Emperor."

The little girl nodded and said, "Little Emperor, don't make Emperor angry this time. He was so angry after you went back last time."

The little emperor did not speak, reaching for him and carrying it on the Hongqiao.

After leaving to lead the boy, his anger was quietly rising again, and his face was somber, and he was just like two.

Follow Hongqiao, and walk to Tianting Tianmen in one step.

More than ten Yanxian guard the Tianmen.

The two leading immortals in gold armor, after seeing this deity, hurriedly gave way and almost dropped the axe in their hands to the ground.

Little Emperor stepped directly into it, and Jian Wushuang and others followed.

"Om..."

Liuyun water ripples spread between heaven and earth, feeling the warm and lush mansions flowing around him, Jian Wushuang opened his eyes.

In front of the eyes, countless majestic mountains are entrenched here, and thousands of jade-like waterfalls are embedded in them, converging into huge rivers.

In the very center of this heavenly court, a vast expanse of sapphire giant palace is located in Youyun, and a round of warm and radiant sun shines behind it.

"Here, is it the heaven?" Jian Wushuang looked at the magnificent momentum in front of him, and his heart moved.

In front of that sapphire giant hall, a avenue paved by Runyu has been paved to Tianmen.

The little emperor stepped on the Runyu Avenue first, and walked toward the front.

After sighing in his heart, Jian Wushuang and others followed.

Feeling the radiant Huamang around me, several people went straight to the heavens before speaking anymore!

At the time when he was about to step into the heavenly court, on the ground paved by Runyu, the clouds formed into two robes.

"Have seen the little emperor." The two Dao almost gave birth to a figure, and said to the little emperor.

"Go away!" The little emperor blurted out and used Yan force to shock the two and stepped into the giant hall.

And the two twins have the same figure, it seems to have been strange, and after a kind stroke of the people, they reverted to drifting clouds.

Walking into this sapphire giant hall and stepping into the vast square, Jian Wushuang only saw it. At this time, hundreds of old people had already gathered.

Every old man is surrounded by a layer of warm and sturdy mansions, and it is difficult to see its realm, but what is certain is that for every old man gathered here, realm practice is never under Chen Qing.

Looking at the impoverished little emperor, the more than a hundred old men all greeted, "I have seen the little emperor."

In the face of these old men, the little emperor's face eased slightly, but he only said, "Go in."

After finishing, Bento went straight to the hall.

A lot of helplessness appeared on the faces of the elders. This time, the banquet was afraid that it would be difficult to end.

Enter the hall of this majestic view, and on the side of the throne, the little emperor sat coldly.

Next, the elders waiting in the square entered the giant hall in turn.

No one spoke, all hands crossed in the sleeves, the old **** was watching the nose and the heart.

As a bit of Yan Xian enters, the atmosphere in this vast hall is slightly subtle.

Amidst the crowds of Yanxian, a young man dressed in white teeth and plain clothes, a rich and handsome young man, walked into the hall.

Four eyes are facing each other, and Xiao Dijun's complexion grows cloudy.

But the young man took the lead in breaking the silence, and said with a faint smile, "The second brother and son rectified and met Big Brother."

Jian Wushuang looked at him with a deep gaze, and there was a playful color in his eyes.

It seems that the young man in the white suit looked subconsciously at Jian Wushuang, with a sense of scrutiny in his eyes.

At this moment, the little emperor slowly walked down from the position of the head of the throne, gloomy and dignified.

He slowly backed away, his face unnatural.

"Say, are you sent by you." The little emperor's voice was cold and his eyes were full of anger.

The young man corrects the corner of his mouth unconsciously, "Big brother, what are you talking about, why can't I hear..."

Without waiting for him to finish his speech, a powerful slap was directly drawn on the son's face, followed by another powerful kick, kicking it far away.

This combination of skills is too fast. After a while, after the flashes of afterimages, all the immortals reacted, and the two had already flew out of the hall.

"Brother Sword, let's go to see a good show together!" Chen Qing said excitedly, and took the sword Wushuang directly to the palace.

I saw above the corridor, Xiaodijun straddled on the son's body, stretched out two slaps, and swung open and bowed left and right.

Your son's face swelled at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Little Emperor, Mo is about to fight again, and the Emperor will come later!" One of the old men with black hair and black beards could not dissuade him, but he dared not step forward.

For a time, there were many voices of admonishment, but the little emperor seemed to not hear it, and he still slapped his palm and opened his bow.

"Yongzi Yan, you're enough!" The son who was pushed down to the ground made a violent rage, just as he was about to try to resist, Chen Qing smirked and released Yan Li directly to firmly fix his son's correction Arms.

"Chen Qing, you want to be arrogant, fight between the emperors and the princes, why do you intervene?" Yan Xian, who was full of voice, scolded.

Chen Qing glanced at him, and then disdainfully, "Lao Tzu gets involved, do you have the ability to beat Lao Tzu?"

"Are you arrogant, an old man with a bite, have you practiced on the dog?" A Yan Xian, who was next to Gongzi, snarled with anger.

Chen Qing's face suddenly sighed, and a sword-like glare shot at him.

Yan Xian, who still wanted to scold again, immediately swallowed her throat, and shrank back.