Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 640: 3 days

At that time, Lingxian first entered the Great Zhou Dynasty and forged an enmity with the three princes.

After that, he publicly killed the three princes in the capital, and caused the emperor to take action personally, and the enmity was ended.

Now, the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty was beaten badly by him, and his face was completely ashamed. In this way, this period of enmity is completely ended.

Ling Xian believes that today's lesson to the emperor is enough, presumably this person will spend the rest of his life in humiliation. This is worse than killing him.

What's more, after today, the Seventh Princess will become the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Even if this person couldn't let go of this hatred, he didn't have the guts to attack Ling Xian.

So, what can he not let go of?

"I will stay here for one day. I will leave when the Seventh Princess becomes the throne tomorrow."

Ling Xian looked indifferent, and looked at the old man with profound meaning, and said: "Don't play tricks, otherwise, I can't guarantee that I will bloodbath the royal family."

Hearing this, the old man shuddered, and hurriedly said: "Don't dare, I and the Emperor have already agreed, so I will never set it face to face and set it behind the back."

"This is the best."

Ling Xian nodded lightly, ignored the complicated faces of the two, and headed towards the seventh princess's mansion.

After a while, he saw the seven princesses with a complicated face on the house of the Seven Princesses mansion.

She was standing on the house, wearing a brocade robe and blue silk flying lightly in the wind. The pretty face is very complicated, with intolerance, joy, and shock.

Apparently, she has seen everything just now.

"It is said that the emperor's family has no affection. It seems that you have a deep feeling for the emperor." Ling Xian fell on the roof and spoke lightly.

"I still remember the warmth of being held in his arms when I was young. At that time, he liked me very much. No matter how busy the country was, he always came to accompany me, but I don’t know when, we two Everything has changed."

The seventh princess sighed with emotion, and said: "He has become indifferent, and I have also become scheming, and only want to ascend the throne."

After hearing this, Ling Xian was silent.

"Make you laugh."

The seventh princess laughed at herself, bowed deeply to Ling Xian, and said: "Thank you for not killing the emperor father, and thank you for helping me ascend to the throne."

"I said, thank Tsing Yi if you want to."

Ling Xian waved his hand, remembering that Li Guo's faintly smiling face, a bit lonely and sad.

"It was her misfortune to meet you."

The seventh princess became angry when she remembered that Lin Tsingyi was willing to give her life for Ling Xian, but did not want to drag him down.

It’s not arguing, and it’s too stupid.

"Unfortunate..."

Ling Xian smiled bitterly, recalling what Lin Qingyi had done for himself, his heart was full of sourness, and he sighed: "Yes, it is indeed her misfortune to meet such a **** like me."

Seeing his face full of bitterness, the seventh princess's anger disappeared, and she turned into unbearable, and said: "Sorry, I said the wrong thing.

"No, you are right."

Ling Xian sighed and said: "Tsing Yi has done too much for me, but I haven't done anything for her."

"You can't say that. Tsing Yi told me your story. You saved her twice."

The seventh princess spoke softly and said: "Also, Tsing Yi said before she died, she will not regret meeting you."

"Don't regret it..."

Muttered, Ling Xian fell silent. After a while, he said: "Take me to the Tsing Yi grave, I want to... stay with her for a while."

"It's okay to go and see, come with me."

The seventh princess secretly rejoiced that she had prepared enough, and then she flew towards the back of the mansion.

Ling Xian followed closely behind.

About a moment later, he and the seventh princess came to a pine forest.

This place has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the scenery is pleasant. Anyone who sees it will be amazed. However, Ling Xian felt that the place was cold and quiet, without the slightest anger.

Because there is a lone grave in the depths of the pine forest with three characters clearly engraved on it.

Lin Tsing Yi.

The breeze blew, Ling Xian felt more and more cold, he just stared blankly, tears unknowingly, has blurred his vision.

"Oh, why bother."

The seventh princess sighed secretly, and went away, leaving this place to Ling Xian.

But he is like a clay sculpture, unable to move or speak. Only the tear-stained sight stayed on the lonely grave.

It took a long, long time before Ling Xian recovered, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He never dreamed that when he was resurrected against the sky, he would greet the death of Xiang Xiaoyu, and heaven and man will be separated forever.

"Tsing Yi...I'm sorry, I am late."

Ling Xian sighed and walked slowly. At every step, he walked very hard, as if exhausted all his energy.

Obviously, this road is only a few dozen steps away, but he seems to have traveled a long century.

When he came to the grave, he stood still again.

There was no howling, no crying, no groaning of sadness, some just silence, deathly silence. Just like this lonely grave, lonely and cold, lifeless.

The breeze blew, Ling Xian became colder and more silent.

He stretched out his right hand trembling, and slowly stroked the black stele, stroked the three words Lin Qingyi. It seems that this can bring him a bit of comfort.

The tears also fell, gently falling onto the stone tablet.

After that, without a word, he took out a large jug of spirits from his storage bag.

"Maybe if you are drunk, you won't feel sad anymore."

Muttered, Ling Xian turned his wrist and pointed the wine jar at his mouth. After that, the spirits entered the internal organs, like a fire, making his complexion flushed immediately.

But he didn't realize it, and he was still gulping into his belly, seeming to want to be drunk and sleep forever.

However, the more he drank, the more sober he became.

Lin Qingyi's voice and smile constantly flashed in his mind, and the beautiful pictures of getting along with her also appeared one by one.

The past is vivid and vivid, as if it was yesterday, clearly visible.

Unfortunately, the Yiren has gone and passed away forever, leaving Lingxian alone, mourning alone.

"Tsing Yi..."

Ling Xian whispered, then smiled bitterly and drank strong alcohol.

Unfortunately, he just couldn't get drunk, he could only let the sadness hit, and tears fell for two lines.

...

The next day, the seven princesses ascended the throne and became the new generation of emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The first thing she did when she ascended to the throne was to set her former residence as a forbidden place, not allowing anyone to enter.

The second thing is to form an alliance with Wan Jianzong, to live and die together, to advance and retreat together.

Three days later ~IndoMTL.com~ has become a forbidden place in the mansion of the Seven Princesses, and a young man walked out.

He has sunken eye sockets, his face is pale, and his body is full of alcohol. However, although he looked very decadent, his eyes were not bleak at all.

It is Ling Xian.

He didn't feel helpless, on the contrary, he strengthened his belief in aspiring to the top. Because of Lin Qingyi, I don't want him to be decadent, and because he wants to resurrect her.

"Set foot on the top, dominate your own destiny, and also dominate the destiny of others."

Ling Xian stared at the unquenchable sun from afar, and the road ahead became clearer and firmer.

After that, he split the void with his bare hands and flew in the direction of the three kings.

The grievances with the Great Zhou Dynasty have completely ended. Next, he should find the three great royal families and calculate the old accounts.

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