Chapter 476

Princess Fenghua is Su Ziyao!

Why?

Why did it take so much trouble to hide it from me? Don’t you know how deeply guilty I feel for you?

You are obviously Su Ziyao. You have suffered a lot of criticism in the Qingyun Sect, but you are still willing to be kind to me. You are willing to give me the Qiqiao Exquisite Pill to make up for my poor bones. You are willing to wrap a strand of love around my fingertips... Why don't you want to give me

I have a chance to turn around.

In my mind, scenes appeared again.

I remember that in the Qingyun Sect, he was full of confidence, holding a Tianyuan Pill and wanting to repay Su Ziyao's kindness.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so angry that he vomited blood.

"I just want to say that my senior sister will remember her reward to me and will never forget it. Today I am here to repay the favor. I spent 40,000 low-grade spiritual stones to buy this Tianyuan Pill. Please accept it, senior sister. In the past

Gratitude is clear now."

I remember that as soon as I finished speaking, the entire hall suddenly dropped in temperature, and a chill swept across all directions.

The icy chill invades everyone's bones, making them shiver with coldness.

"Liangqing?"

At that moment, a smile appeared on Su Ziyao's pale face. But the smile was so chilling that Lin Yun could never forget it for the rest of his life. No smile could be more bleak than that smile.

His peerless face was pale, and his smile made people feel heartbroken.

"I rarely give things to people, but no one dares to give them back to me! Lin Yun, you are the first!"

Snap!

The expensive Tianyuan Pill was smashed to pieces in Su Ziyao's hands without even looking at it.

At that moment, Lin Yun knew that he had misunderstood the other party and must have forgotten something.

But the world did not give him a chance to regret it. After dancing the flowing sword technique with Su Ziyao under the moonlight that night, he never saw each other again.

Until Princess Fenghua appeared...

His thoughts returned to reality, and Lin Yun ran wildly up the steps, staring intently at the magnificent back on the high platform.

It was her. If she hadn't been Su Ziyao, she would never have stopped here.

Although he didn't know why she appeared in Qingyun Sect at that time, Lin Yun was certain that she was Su Ziyao.

I traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, holding a sword all the way, to find the person I wanted.

"Stop him!"

Seeing that Lin Yun not only disrupted the ceremony, but also rushed towards the newly promoted Empress Fenghua, she immediately became furious.

Whoosh whoosh!

One after another figures came through the air, and the palace guards charged towards Lin Yun, densely packed and surging like a tidal wave.

"Get out of the way!"

Lin Yun shouted coldly, a star bloomed in his eyes, and his complete innate sword intent suddenly burst out.

boom!

The majestic sword intent that burst out swept away the palace guards blocking the way. Before they could get close, they were forced to retreat by this fierce sword force. The blade in their hands buzzed and trembled, and they could not control it.

"Innate Sword Intent!"

"Damn it, this sword is too strong."

The expressions of many palace guards suddenly changed. After a moment, they could no longer hold the weapons in their hands.

A pair of sharp blades burst into the air, bursting with light.

Rub rub rub rub!

On the tens of thousands of steps, weapons formed one after another as Lin Yun ran wildly, piercing deeply into the steps.

Lin Yun's expression was solemn, and all he could see was his back in front of the throne on the high platform.

There are only a few steps left.

Under the urging of the Qixuan Steps, the ten thousand steps took only a few breaths for Lin Yun.

But suddenly, just as he was about to step onto the high platform, an extremely dangerous aura came over him.

Before he could react, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Lin Yun. It was the old man in sackcloth who had been protecting Princess Fenghua.

The old man in sackcloth had a stern look on his face and didn't say much. He raised his hand and slapped it down.

Phew!

Almost without seeing clearly how the opponent made his move, Lin Yun spat out a mouthful of blood and flew down the stairs.

By the time he landed, he had returned to the starting point.

Lin Yun knelt down on one knee and looked from a distance. The beautiful figure on the high platform seemed to be standing on the top of a mountain, out of reach.

"Invite the Holy Lady to ascend to the throne!"

The old man in sackcloth had no expression on his face and shouted coldly, with an unquestionable tone in his voice, ordering the stopped Princess Fenghua to ascend the throne.

"no way."

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with light, all the purple kites bloomed in his dantian, and his true energy suddenly burst out.

Clang!

A crisp sword chant suddenly rang out between the heaven and the earth, and Lin Yun seemed to be a sharp blade, flying through the air as fast as a thundering giant.

"Little tricks!"

Relying on his profound cultivation, the old man in sackcloth withstood Lin Yun's innate sword intent, and when he was about to miss his body, he struck out with another palm.

Bang!

It is difficult to describe how terrifying this palm is, because the difference in realm is too big. The power of the palm completely ignores all kinds of skills, just one palm is like a vast sky, suppressing it.

Lin Yun's sword power collapsed, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his ribs even made a sound of breaking.

During the explosion, he fell to the ground like a stream of light.

Boom!

The ground trembled violently, bursts of loud noises erupted, and the lingering aftermath spread out like ripples, causing the expressions of all the palace guards to change in an uproar.

"Invite the Holy Lady to ascend to the throne!"

The old man in sackcloth remained expressionless and shouted coldly, his voice already containing true energy, like thunder.

Whoosh!

But as soon as the words fell on the dusty ground, the pale and embarrassed young man in green rose into the air again. Without any hesitation, without the slightest pause, he rushed straight up towards the high platform.

"this……"

"What is this kid trying to do? Is it possible that he thinks he will be the opponent of the old man Mai?"

"The old man in sackcloth must be the protector of the princess. The strength of the two is not at the same level at all."

"Are you going to die?"

After the initial shock, both the guards and the clan elders in the palace hall had some doubts in their eyes.

Everyone can see it now.

Lin Yun relied on an obsession, an obsession that no one understood, but that was unquestionable, and he continued to rush forward.

Bang!

But no matter how strong his obsession was, he would still be crushed without any suspense in the face of absolute strength. As soon as he got closer, he was once again blasted away by the old man in sackcloth with an expressionless face. The power of this palm landed on Lin, who was seriously injured.

The clouds are heavier.

"Invite the Holy Lady to ascend to the throne!"

The old man in sackcloth, Gu Jing Bu Bo, still gave instructions indifferently, he was like a mountain standing in front of Su Ziyao.

As long as he is around, no one can get close to him, which is a despairing existence.

But suddenly, his expression suddenly changed. It was Princess Fenghua who had stopped moving. However, instead of walking towards the throne, she suddenly turned around and reached out to catch the falling Lin Yun in mid-air.

Time seemed to have stood still, and a sincere smile appeared on Lin Yun's pale face.

The veil of Princess Fenghua in front of her has gone, and that gorgeous face is who it is if it’s not Su Ziyao!

He looked at Su Ziyao who was so close and felt a splitting headache.

seem……

It seemed that a long time ago, he had seen the other person so close. But that memory was artificially sealed, so he could never remember it.

But right now, I was moved by the scene, and suddenly many blurry pictures flashed through my mind.
To be continued...