The years are ruthless and urge people to grow old, and the heroes are amorous and lonely.

Time is like water, inadvertently lost from life, turning into wrinkled white hair and leaving sighs.

Since the farewell of the year, Zhao Zilong has thought of Murong many times in his dreams, but two years have passed in a snap of his fingers, but there has been no news for more than two years, even if he speculated that Murong was in the small world, but for various reasons, he couldn't come in and find it too early.

In the two years that have passed at the snap of a finger, a lot of things have happened to Zhao Zilong, but his longing for Murong has never decreased. He never thinks of himself as a hero, and he doesn't want to have even a little relationship with the seeds of infatuation, he prides himself on being amorous, but amorous people are always affectionate, so when a woman really enters the depths of his soul, the traces left behind will be indelible for a lifetime.

In Zhao Zilong's life, Pan Yuhong is very important, and Murong is also important, and these two women have successfully occupied a place in his heart. After that, Tang Xixi entered his soul for a moment, but in the end she was dispelled, or deliberately sealed in his memory.

Later, Cai Lingzhi's appearance gave Zhao Zilong's devastating and traumatized soul a certain comfort, and those days made him regain his confidence and calmness, and let him live a very sweet and down-to-earth life.

Zhao Zilong never deliberately thought about those women, but he couldn't deny that there were always those women in his heart from time to time. For Murong, this genuine lady who has been engaged since the age of thirteen, and although she has experienced many hardships and challenges, she has finally reconciled, Zhao Zilong has never let go of her heart, especially when the other party was taken away by a mysterious person two years ago, which has become a burden in his heart.

He felt that he had failed to protect Murong and let her be snatched away, so he felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

Entering the small world, one is to become stronger, and the other is to make friends with some forces, in order to compete for hegemony in the world; The third is to find Murong's whereabouts.

Wu Zhaoqin, the successor of White Emperor City, directly pointed out a direction to Zhao Zilong, so he came to White Emperor City where geniuses gathered without fear. After a chance encounter or a fateful encounter with Engong, he entered the underground space to apprentice to Bai Hechou, and got more accurate news from Bai Hechou's mouth, Murong is the successor of Baidi City.

As a result, Zhao Zilong attached great importance to this match, and even announced in a high-profile manner that Murong was his wife, and no one was allowed to fight with him.

Now, hearing that the heir of White Emperor City has descended on the arena, even if he has made many full preparations, Zhao Zilong's whole body is still trembling at this moment, this kind of excitement is incomprehensible to others, and even he himself can't deliberately keep calm.

"Could it be her?"

Even if the various news he got before confirmed that Murong was the only heir of Emperor Bai Zhao, but he had not seen it with his own eyes, Zhao Zilong still felt inexplicable worries and fears.

What if it wasn't for Murong?

If it's not Murong, then where is Murong?

Therefore, at this moment, Zhao Zilong's mood was both full of expectation and nervousness. As strong as him, he doesn't know if he can withstand the blow that Murong is not the heir of Emperor Bai Zhao.

If he couldn't find Murong here, he really didn't dare to imagine where he would go and how long he would find Murong's whereabouts.

With a trembling body, Zhao Zilong walked out of the quarterfinals area, and then slowly turned around with a complicated feeling of fear in his eagerness, and turned to look at the direction that everyone in the field was watching.

In the blue sky, a white figure fell from the sky, as if it had stepped into the sky.

The distance is relatively far, but all of them are the best among the younger generation, and their cultivation realm is not bad, and their eyesight is naturally amazing. I saw that the figure in the void was fluttering in white clothes, with a long white satin wrapped around his waist, and his black hair was simply combed behind him, and the whole person was like a nine-day fairy descending to earth, giving people a strong visual impact effect.

"Oh my God, it's beautiful!"

"Ice and jade, cold frost, muscle coagulation, this woman should be in the sky, how can such a stunning beauty be born in the world?"

The exclamations rose and fell with each other, and many men even looked at them with dull eyes, and saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths, especially without noticing.

Zhao Zilong looked at the figure, his eyes locked on the beautiful face that was all too familiar, even if this face appeared in his mind thousands of times in his dreams, it still gave him a strong visual impact when he met again.

Like all male audiences, Zhao Zilong also had emotions in his heart, but his feelings were different:

"Paralyzed, this is my wife, I can't imagine that Murong in ancient costumes is paired with that kind of cold and arrogant temperament, it is so moving, grandma drops, unparalleled in the world...... Well, although Helian Rong's woman is also very beautiful, her beauty is Lao Tzu's hanging, Murong is Lao Tzu's woman, she is unique in the world. ”

Nangong Yuheng and Ying Wuyue also looked up at the figure like a fairy in the dust.

The corners of Ying Wuyue's mouth, who was arrogant by nature, twitched a few times, his eyes were a little dull, he didn't bother to participate in this martial arts recruitment, but after meeting Zhao Zilong and Nangong Yuheng, he felt that this martial recruitment had a little meaning.

However, now, seeing the true soul of Wu Zhaoqin, this arrogant young man from the Ying clan also had a feeling of being robbed of his soul.

Nangong Yuheng is the same, he is dedicated to practicing swordsmanship, vowing to become the proud son of heaven who takes away the glory of Emperor Bai Zhao, he even decided not to marry for the rest of his life, and like Emperor Bai Zhao, he has to endure the loneliness of his life for the way of the sword.

At this moment, looking at the figure in the sky and looking at that face, Nangong Yuheng's heart beat violently a few times.

"What an enviable and desirable thing it should be to be accompanied by such a beautiful woman in such a life, to practice sword cultivation together, and to fight the sword world!"

Helian Rong's head rose slightly, as if she was also looking at the figure in the void, feeling the exclamations and exclamations of everyone in the field, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she said softly: "Bi'er, is she beautiful?" ”

Bi'er suddenly came back to her senses, and then realized that Miss was asking herself, she shook her head hard, trying to shake off the impression that stayed in her mind, and said with a smile: "It's indeed beautiful, but it's still not as beautiful as Miss." ”

Helian Rong smiled indifferently, shook his head and said, "Even if I can be as beautiful as her, I am always blind." ”

"Miss!" Bi'er's nose was slightly sour, and she only felt that Miss must be extremely uncomfortable at the moment, so she said: "Let's also hold a martial arts recruitment, we must make this martial arts recruitment more lively and grand, and when the time comes, Miss will definitely be able to dress up a little, and she will definitely be able to go down." ”

Helian Rong smiled calmly, as if he didn't care at all whether Murong's appearance would take him down.

"Wife, wife, look here, my husband is looking for you so hard, I can't sleep every night when I think about it, wife, I'm here!"

Just when everyone's eyes fell on the white figure, a particularly piercing roar resounded throughout the audience, and there was even a powerful momentum that pierced through the sky, directly waking everyone up from various fantasies and dementia states.

Nima, who is so shameless and screaming, do you want to be a man anymore?

Damn, this guy is simply crazy, is it really his wife who is the heir of White Emperor City, he is simply looking for death.

After everyone woke up, they immediately locked on the figure that rose from the top eight seats. This guy is also a celebrity now, and everyone knows him, and it is the arrogant dark horse Zhao Zilong who keeps saying that Murong is his wife.

Seeing Zhao Zilong's actions, many people were full of disdain and disdain, and it was too shameless and shameless to want to attract the attention of beauties in such a way.

Even Xiong Wuji felt a blush and heartbeat, and he wanted to say to the people who looked at him nearby that Lao Tzu didn't know this kid. At the same time, he scolded in his heart: "Nima, can you have a little backbone, even if she is your wife, you don't have to be so unfocused, right?" ”

However, Zhao Zilong didn't pay attention to or even heard the contempt and ridicule of those people at all, only to see him step on the roof of the shed in one step, and after borrowing his strength, he flew away, his speed increased a lot, and he saw that he was about to merge with Murong who was slowly descending in the void.

"Bold thief, dare to make trouble in the White Emperor City, come down!"

At this moment, a thunderbolt roared into the sky, and there was a thunderous sensation in the sky over the entire square, and many people who were slightly weaker in the cultivation realm immediately covered their ears, with a painful look on their faces, but their hearts were shocked, who is this person, what a strong momentum!

The person who opened his mouth was a burly middle-aged man, this person had some beard on his face, and he looked rough and heroic, and he was actually Bai Zhan, who was ranked fourth in the White Feather Army.

In fact, the thunderous roar was directed towards Zhao Zilong alone. This voice even felt unbearable and painful even for many people who were attacked head-on, not to mention Zhao Zilong, the target of direct attack?

Zhao Zilong suddenly only felt a terrifying sound wave sweeping over, and one of the true elements turned into an invisible form and directly drilled into his ears, deafening, he suddenly only felt a buzzing shock in his mind, only to feel that his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted directly.

"What a sonic attack! What a strong true element penetration! ”

Zhao Zilong was shocked in his heart, where did he think that he would attract such a level of powerhouse to attack? However, at this point, how could he be willing to be shocked and faint to death? Don't talk about face, let's just say that once you faint, if you can't wake up and participate in the race, it's over.

Although Zhao Zilong's combat power was terrifying, the actual cultivation realm was still only at the peak of the Infinite Realm, and the total amount of True Yuan stored in his body was still too weak compared to some real powerhouses.

The blasting sound came into his ears, and Zhao Zilong almost fainted, but his willpower was amazingly strong, and after he endured the attack of that sound wave, the true yuan in his body soared wildly, and he forced out the power of the sound wave that entered his body.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Zilong's body rushing towards the void seemed to suddenly lose its strength in the void, and after a pause, he was about to fall, but at this moment, Zhao Zilong let out a break in his mouth, and saw his hands spread, his unbalanced body was stabilized, and he slowly fell, standing firmly on the roof of the shed where the top eight seats were located.

Everyone in the scene saw this change, and the white-clothed fluttering figure in the air naturally saw it.

After all, Zhao Zilong was facing her, so Murong saw this very strange man at a glance, and when her eyes fell on the man's face, a trace of surprise appeared on her face, and she blurted out, "It's you?" ”

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