Chapter 843: Sword Pavilion.

"You also have imperial soldiers?"

Chu Yang was stunned for a moment and then suddenly woke up, and suddenly said, "Big Boss, you mean... What happened when you and the young owner went out... Succeeded?!"

"Succeeded, what does it mean?" Mu Chen frowned slowly, and then suddenly remembered the deeds that Chu Yang had said fifteen years ago, and said in astonishment, "Could it be the matter of the Divine Soldier of the World?"

Chu Jingyun smiled bitterly when he heard this, "It seems that you have already received some information from Chu Yang. ”

"Yes, that's exactly what happened. ”

After saying that, Chu Jingyun took a breath softly, a trace of sad memories and shame flashed in his red eyes, and he slowly said, "The incident happened fifteen years ago, when the old man had reached the peak in the field of casting. You also know that when a person has achieved a certain amount of success in a certain field and enjoys some glory, it is indispensable to give birth to pride, arrogance, and the mentality of taking things for granted. And at that time, it was precisely because of this psychology that I would lead to a series of things that would happen later..."

While speaking, Chu Jingyun began to tell Mu Chen and the others word for word about what happened after he and Chu Aoqing's father left the villa.

The more Mu Chen and the others listened, the more surprised they became, the more they listened, the more amazed they became, two hours later, Mu Chen finally understood the incident of the Divine Soldier fifteen years ago, and he regretted it for a while, and sighed, "In this way, Senior Sister Qing'er's father, Chu Yifei was ...... by the Heavenly Tribulation at the moment when the imperial soldiers were cast."

Chu Jingyun nodded abruptly, "That's right, tens of thousands of years ago, when the Holy War broke out, the Imperial Soldier Casting Method founded by the ancestors was completely destroyed, leaving only some fragments of the remains. After 30,000 years of painstaking efforts by the ancestors of the mountain villa, the so-called Imperial Soldier Casting Method was finally repaired by ninety percent, and finally he was approached to perfection in my place. ”

Mu Chen frowned and said, "So, is it because there was a mistake in the Emperor Soldier Casting Theory repaired by the Zhuang Master?"

Chu Jingyun shook his head and said, "The theory of the Imperial Soldier Casting Method is correct, but at that time, I was too conceited and underestimated the power and knowledge of the Emperor Realm. At the moment when the imperial soldier was cast, there was only excitement and pride in his eyes, but he forgot the most important thing completely, no, or I didn't think that the casting of the imperial soldier would be accompanied by the catastrophe, so the tragedy that followed happened. ”

"In order to protect me, Yifei used his body to resist the catastrophe and shattered his body, and I was greatly injured by the aftermath of the catastrophe. But hard wounded after bad, my spine wasn't shattered by the aftermath. ”

Mu Chen was stunned, "Didn't you be interrupted by the aftermath?"

Chu Jingyun said, "Well, at that time, my spine was only a little severely cracked, and I could barely move, if I used the bone pill to repair it for three years, I would be able to heal." But Yifei's death hit me hard, and in the midst of extreme sadness, I had an epiphany, and I can't remember what I realized now, I only remember that there was a faint voice in my head at that time, and then he seemed to say something to me... What did you say?"

"Strange, why didn't I get up at all?" frowning and thinking for a long time, Chu Jingyun's face was suddenly full of pain, and his red eyes flashed intermittently with exquisite light, this situation startled everyone, but just when Chu Yang and Mu Chen were about to step forward to check, Chu Jingyun suddenly returned to his original state and pressed his temples," I really can't remember, I just remember that my consciousness suddenly collapsed, and when I woke up again, the imperial soldiers around me had disappeared, and my spine was completely broken. ”

"At first, I thought that the imperial soldiers had been taken away, and I almost became angry and my soul collapsed. Later, I found out that the Imperial Soldier had entered the sea of my soul at some point. ”

Pointing to the white mark on his eyebrows, Chu Jingyun said, "Right here, I can still clearly feel its existence now, and I don't know why, I always feel that it is compatible with my bloodline, and this feeling does not come from the contract." ”

"It's not from the blood of the contract?" said Alista, a little strangely.

Chu Jingyun shook his head, "I can't explain this kind of thing, after all, I have lost the right to become a martial artist since then, but one thing I can be sure of is that this imperial weapon can be used." ”

Hearing this, Moffett answered, "As long as it can be used, now without further ado, let's rush to the Hidden Sword Villa as soon as possible." Because the sooner you leave, the more you can catch Chu Jingtao off guard, and the less effort you will need to expend at that time. ”

Chu Jingyun stood up suddenly, nodded and said, "You're right! Chu Yang, directly open a spatial door to the Sword Pavilion of the Mountain Villa, since you want to catch him off guard, then maximize this surprise!"

When Chu Yang heard this, the sword in his staff fell, and a door of space opened in an instant......

At the same time, a violent spatial fluctuation suddenly came from the gate of the Hidden Sword Villa.

"Whew!!"

Suddenly, a violent wolf roar came out of the space, and dozens of sword guards and two bright carriages of the Tibetan Sword Villa rushed out of the cracks in the space, and then stepped on a solid pace, and the two gale wolves stopped steadily outside an incomparably luxurious golden gate!

"Phew!!"

"Miss, Young Master Ye Fan, the villa has arrived!!" a sword guard driving the carriage turned over and got out of the carriage, shouting into the carriage with a gale wolf.

"Got it. ”

With a faint response, a handsome man in a gold-rimmed white shirt calmly stepped down from the carriage, swaying a folding fan made entirely of jade in his hand, looking at the familiar gate, his eyes flashed with a hint of impatience. And this person is naturally none other than Mu Chen, the son of the second owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa who left Lingyan City on the front foot and arrived on the back foot, Chu Yefan!

Gently inhaling the unique ginkgo fragrance of the Hidden Sword Villa, Chu Yefan called to the other carriage, "Sister Qing'er, you've arrived home." ”

"Squeak. ”

The other carriage opened when they heard the sound, and an elegant figure gently stepped down from the carriage, and the red eyes did not glance at Chu Yefan, but turned his head to look at this familiar and unfamiliar home, and said with a wry smile, "Yes, I'm home." ”

When the words fell, Chu Aoqing took heavy steps and walked towards the gate step by step. Even the pale yellow petals of the ginkgo biloba fell on the top of her head.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yefan behind him was not angry, but obsessed. She still hasn't changed, she's still so noble, so elegant, that... Defiant.

But, maybe it was Chu Aoqing's indifference, that arrogant face, and that kind of character that looked down on everything that completely occupied his heart. The more she was like this, the more Chu Yefan loved it, because he felt that this was the woman who could be worthy of him.

"Stand down, I'll just walk the rest of the road myself. ”

With a wave of his hand, Chu Yefan walked towards Chu Aoqing step by step with a steady pace, his speed was not fast, because he didn't want to catch up with Chu Aoqing, in his eyes, Chu Aoqing's back that left a deep impression on him was the most perfect existence.

The sword guards behind him glanced at each other, knowing that their Young Master Ye Fan was the kind of person who hated others against his will, so when they heard that they were asked to retreat, they retreated very interestingly, although the owner of the village said that Young Master Ye Fan must be sent into the village.

After following for a while, Chu Yefan finally felt that his interest was a little light, and as soon as he walked away, the whole person was already standing side by side with Chu Aoqing, one tall and one short, just from the back, but it was such a match.

Glancing at Chu Yefan on her side, Chu Aoqing looked a little tired, to be honest, she didn't hate Chu Yefan very much in her heart, although his eyes were always so hot, but he never forced himself to do anything, and he really liked himself, which she could also feel.

If, if her grandfather and father did not have an accident, if she had not left the family, if she had not met Mu Chen, she might really consider marrying this man. But now, her heart has long been occupied by another figure, and she didn't even leave a little place for Chu Yefan, she wanted to tell this man, but she couldn't speak, because her mother had told her that it was best not to anger the second uncle's family now, otherwise there would be a big disaster.

Sighing slightly, Chu Aoqing said, "Brother Ye Fan, Qing'er is a little tired and wants to go back and rest first." ”

Chu Yefan smiled slightly and said gently, "Heh... Although I would like to promise you, my father has asked you to supervise me in collecting tribute, so I may as well go with me to the Sword Pavilion to recover my life. When I am done, I will tell my father to let you go and rest first. ”

Chu Aoqing bowed her head slightly when she heard this, what Chu Yefan said was very reasonable, and her tone was very gentle, she really couldn't give up a reason to refuse.

There was nothing to say all the way, and the two of them had their own thoughts, but neither of them minded, nor did they seem embarrassed. The attendants and maids of the mountain villa who passed by from time to time along the way all smiled and saluted the two, and Chu Yefan seemed to be in a good mood, and almost every attendant responded with a smile.

It wasn't until the two of them came to an incomparably brilliant golden hall that Chu Yefan's smile gradually converged, because the hall in front of him was the most iconic building in the Tibetan Sword Villa, the Sword Pavilion!

(I'm going to go after the power outage, so today's two shifts are more together, and there is no call at half past ten, and the wind has been to the Internet café, so cold, and it's still raining outside, this is a.) By the way, thanks to the unknown readers, there are two monthly passes, and the readership of the novel reading network: 191059312 ordinary readership: 248213917 with the wind will occasionally wave in it. Secondly, kneel down again and beg for a monthly pass, and strongly ask for a ticket !!)