1884, Chu Yun's anger

Chu Yun's proud words echoed in all directions.

Fang Tianyu was already completely there, and in his mind, there was no sky, no earth, only Chu Yun's reverberation.

At this time, when everyone was still laughing at the Qin Palace Holy Son, who was afraid to fight, in this direction, the figure of you suddenly strolling forward undoubtedly attracted the attention of many people around you in an instant.

"Huh?"

"Who's that boy?"

"How can you run around on such an occasion?"

"Is he looking for death?"

In this direction, many people are puzzled.

And Kaige and Ling Qingshu, the people of the Sword Casting Hall, were closer to here, and they were obviously attracted by the thin figure of the young man.

"Huh?"

"Isn't that Brother Yun?"

"Ha, Brother Yun has appeared. ”

"Let's go, go and meet Brother Yun. ”

"I especially know that my Brother Yun is majestic and powerful, how can I be afraid of a small Holy Son of the Fire Candle Palace?"

"Haha~"

Kaige and the others were already crazy, so they immediately got up from their seats and ran in the direction of Chu Yun in front of them.

Yang Qian also showed a relieved smile on her pretty face.

She knew that the teenager she Yang Qian admired could disappoint her?

In an instant, dozens of people in the entire Sword Casting Hall were all excited, cheering and running in the direction of Chu Yun.

The commotion here soon attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

Many people almost noticed the young man who was walking forward, as well as the dozens of young people cheering around him.

"What's going on?"

"What happened?"

"Why are all those people around?"

Everyone was puzzled.

The people of the Sword Immortal Palace undoubtedly looked over.

Especially Xia Lan and Lu Xuexin and others, they saw Kaige and Ling Qingshu and others almost at first sight.

"Damn, isn't this the group of rubbish from the Waste Sword Hall?"

"Aren't they in Heavenly Sword City, why did they come here?"

"Those idiots don't want to watch the game, what the hell are you going to do?"

Xia Lan scolded with a dark face.

The commotion grew louder and louder, just as all eyes converged. I saw Kaige, Ling Qingshu, Yang Qian and other dozens of people from the Sword Casting Hall, standing left and right.

They stood respectfully, their eyes full of reverence, and they drank respectfully in front of them at the thin young man who was walking alone.

"Welcome, Brother Yun!"

"Welcome, Brother Yun!"

........

Dozens of people shouted in unison.

The respectful and majestic voice almost converged into a stream, impacting the entire Xiandu Square, even on the viewing platform thousands of kilometers away, the brows of the masters of the Immortal Palace were furrowed.

They look ahead, there, what's going on?

However, Ronghua and the others were puzzled, but when Lu Xuexin and the others heard this, their entire delicate bodies trembled.

A pair of beautiful eyes widened even more.

"Brother Yun?"

"Could it be that Chu Yun !!"

Lu Xuexin and Xia Lan were almost startled in unison, and a pair of pretty faces suddenly looked over, and they all fell on the place where everyone in the Sword Casting Hall respectfully worshipped.

I saw there, there was a thin young man, he sneered on his face, and he walked along.

On top of the delicate face, there is a peerless majesty.

That pride, like rivers, lakes and seas, swept all directions in an instant.

Almost instantly, more than 100,000 people in the entire square were silent.

Even in the direction of the original Fengqing Palace, the original sneering of the black-robed young man who scolded Chu Yun for cowardly wrapping up also stopped abruptly, and he looked ahead in disbelief, looking at Chu Yun's direction: "He... How dare he really show up?"

Feng Xinyan's expression was also solemn for a while, but after a long time, she smiled.

"The Holy Son of the Qin Palace, are you finally willing to show up?"

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of people in the entire square looked at the young man with such a trembling face, looking at the thin figure, stepping towards the seven-foot platform.

"It's the Holy Son!"

"It's the Holy Son of Chu Yun!"

"The Son has appeared...."

At this moment, the people of the Qin Palace obviously also saw the thin young man's figure.

Mu Qingxue was already crying, and the other piano girls were also shouting loudly with tears in their eyes.

Even Qin Yin, the palace master of the Qin Palace, burst into tears in an instant when she saw the young man's face that she was thinking about.

"This stinky guy, it's finally here..."

Qin Yin smiled softly, but reached out to wipe away two lines of tears from the corners of his eyes. But those beautiful eyes are still red.

In my heart, I was both happy and angry.

He was glad that Chu Yun had finally arrived, but he was angry that this stinky guy arrived at the last moment every time, which made them so worried.

"Sorry, Kotoin, I'm late. ”

Chu Yun did not directly ascend to the battle platform, but instead came to the position of the Qin Palace, looked at the beautiful eyes of the red Qin Yin, smiled apologetically, and reached out to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of Qin Yin's eyes.

Qin Yin was full of resentment, so angry that he stretched out his jade foot and gently kicked on Chu Yun's heels.

"You bastard, where have you been?"

"Do you know how worried we are?"

"Do you know how much we've paid to stall for you?"

"One of Gu Yao's arms was almost cut off. ”

"Jiu'er is still unconscious. ”

"It's all you, you have to come early, will they be so badly injured?"

Qin Yin's eyes were red, and she beat Chu Yun like an angry little daughter-in-law, in fact, when she saw Chu Yun, she really wanted to fall into the arms of this young man and hug him, but Qin Yin thought that Chu Yun would just say goodbye and never come back?

But in the end, Qin Yin still held back, now that so many people are watching, Xing Jiutian, the lord of the Nine Palaces, is watching the battle in person, and there are many people present who have a crush on Qin Yin Fairy, if he gets into Chu Yun's arms in public, I am afraid that he will have to pull another wave of hatred for this guy.

Therefore, Qin Yin had to beat Chu Yun lightly to vent the emotions in his heart.

And Yu Mengya on the side, looking at Qin Yin's almost coquettish and angry appearance, smiled with relief.

"Xiaoyin, it seems that you really like him. ”

"Congratulations, you've found the person you've spent your life holding. ”

As Qinyin's best friend, seeing that her last friend has also found her own home, is she really sincerely happy for Qinyin?

"Palace Master, you're back. ”

When the whole audience was in a commotion because of Chu Yun's appearance, the place where the Sword Immortal Palace was located, Mu Guyan, who had disappeared for almost a day and a night, didn't know when he had returned.

Xia Jiang immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over to greet him.

"Palace Master, where have you been this night? I will be the third prince in the future..."

Xia Jiang said half a sentence and didn't say any more.

Mu Guyan glared at him, as if he was paying attention to his words and deeds, and then said lightly: "I'm fine, let's watch the game with peace of mind." ”

"Hmm. Xia Jiang nodded, Mu Guyan didn't want to say, so he naturally didn't ask again.

But no one noticed that behind Mu Guyan, Gong Ming's eyes gradually became solemn.

Not long after Chu Yun came back, the palace master also returned?

"Could it be that last night, were they really together?" Gong Ming secretly clenched his palms, his eyebrows and eyes gloomy like water.

After Mu Guyan came back, he sat quietly on the viewing platform, and his stunning face undoubtedly regained its former coldness and nobility.

The whole person was calm, as if the absurdity of the boy had not happened last night.

In fact, Mu Guyan should have arrived a long time ago if he didn't come, but women's underwear has always been troublesome to wear, and Mu Guyan also delayed time because of this, so he arrived here one step later than Chu Yun.

After Mu Guyan sat down, a pair of beautiful eyes moved uncontrollably to the Qin Palace and looked at the young man.

Even Mu Guyan herself didn't realize that now she cared so much about that young man.

However, when he saw Qin Yin beating Chu Yun's arm intimately at this time, Mu Guyan only felt a tingling in the depths of his heart, and even his originally calm breath fluctuated.

"Palace Master, are you really okay?" Xia Jiang noticed something strange and asked again.

"It's fine. Mu Guyan turned his head, didn't look at it again, and replied in a low voice.

On the platform, Huo Hongzhi seemed to be impatient to wait: "Chu Yun, don't you hurry up and die!"

"Ben Shengzi doesn't have so much time to waste with you?"

Huo Hongzhi shouted angrily.

Chu Yun ignored him, but turned to look at Gu Yao and Qin Jiu, who were seriously injured.

Qin Jiu was already unconscious, and Gu Yao still had a trace of consciousness, but the knife mark on his arm was so grandiose.

Chu Yun's brows suddenly sank: "I won't let you shed this blood in vain." ”

When the words fell, Chu Yun immediately turned around and left angrily.

His expression was cold, and almost instantly, this heaven and earth were already full of murderous intent.