*** Donghuang Taixin sighed, stepped into the void with graceful steps, and put Ye Chen into his long sleeves with a flick of his hand.
The goddess of Kunlun used her great magical power to cross the Great Chu.
After her, many people in Tianxuan Sect reached heaven in one step.
Without exception, they were all quasi-emperors, and the Nine Emperors were among them, but they did not lead the Ji Dao Emperor soldiers, nor did they go to fight.
"I don't know whether it is right or wrong to inform him about this matter." Moon Emperor whispered, "Naihe Bridge is a road to hell."
"At least, there will be no regrets." Emperor Yan said.
"Should we call Hongchen and Liudao over?" The King of War said, "The stronger one may not lose."
"Don't look at the city without tears." Emperor Chu said calmly.
The emperors were silent. It was obvious that Hongchen and Six Paths could not be let go. Even if they were let go, they would not necessarily be able to defeat the city without tears.
Everything depends on Ye Chen himself, Da Chu can't interfere.
In the vast starry sky, the city without tears floats, and fairy light overflows.
On the Naihe Bridge, the quasi-emperor selling wine was still walking with old steps, and the pressure from the unknown bent his waist.
Even though he is as strong as a quasi-emperor, his steps are difficult and his old body is constantly breaking apart.
He was not the only one on the Naihe Bridge, there were more than a dozen figures, including young, middle-aged and old people, all with tears in their eyes.
They are also like quasi-emperors who sell wine. In the city without tears, they also have their lovers, who linger in their dreams for countless days and nights.
Even though he knew this was a dead end, he still kept going.
As the breeze blew, three or five figures turned into ashes.
After that, people continued to fall down, and before they all reached the end of the bridge, they turned into historical dust and disappeared with the wind.
On Naihe Bridge, the only one left was the old quasi-emperor selling wine.
His back was desolate and lonely, and he looked very old.
He was close enough to the Naihe Bridge, but his steps became heavier and heavier, his legs trembled, and he wanted to kneel down.
In the end, he collapsed and never got up again.
On the verge of life and death, those turbid old eyes were covered with ancient tenderness, calling even to death.
The crystal tears blurred his eyes, and in his trance, he could still see a beautiful figure dancing gracefully under the moonlight.
The quasi-emperor was also infatuated, but he could not cross the Naihe Bridge in the end.
Sighs from all sides are full of sadness. The gorgeous Naihe Bridge has buried too many dead souls, and they all have regrets before leaving.
From beginning to end, no woman left the city without tears.
"Beat the mandarin ducks with a stick, why are you doing this?" Jiuxian was furious, cursed, and hid behind Kui Niu.
"My aunt, please speak louder." The Ape King covered the Nine Immortals' mouths, "How dangerous is that city?"
"I'm so angry." Jiu Xian puffed up his mouth, "Obviously there is, but it just makes people separated from yin and yang."
Her words hit the mark and resonated with everyone.
All people in the world will eventually get married. Isn’t this a bad ending
However, the city without tears will separate the loving people.
Such a beautiful city, why doesn’t it do anything about people? What about the fairy city on earth? This is a wonderful irony.
For a time, the spectators cursed the city without tears a thousand times.
"Are those the nine ruthless men of Dachu?" Someone was surprised and looked in one direction, attracting attention from all directions.
In that starry sky, there were endless divine rainbows, and the Nine Emperors of Chu were among them. Their honor had already spread throughout the heavens.
"It's really them, as well as the Heavenly Sword God and Alchemy Lord."
"This time we form a team, which race are we going to fight?" Recalling the past events, many people trembled in their hearts.
"Should we attack the City without Tears?" Someone said the sentence, which made everyone's eyes brighten instantly.
The Nine Emperors of Chu were so fierce that they raged against the four tribes and even Lingshan was wiped out. They were absolutely powerful and domineering.
The city without tears is ancient and powerful. A quasi-emperor was killed in an instant. It was so terrifying that it was comparable to the restricted area.
If these two parties start to fight, the world will become lively.
"That's the Nine Emperors of Chu?" The ancestors of the later unblocked clans, such as the Ancient Dragon Clan, the Barbarian Clan, the Xuanwu Clan, and the Kuiniu Clan, were all hiding in the dark and looking over there.
"The peak of the nine quasi-emperors, this battle is so shocking!"
"No wonder the four major races were also beaten to the point where they couldn't hold their heads high."
"Until now, I still don't understand, where is the great Chu?" The ancestor of the Dragon Clan stroked his beard, his eyes full of doubts.
In the midst of the discussion, the Nine Emperors of Great Chu, Donghuang Taixin and others had already fallen, and there were twenty quasi-emperors, overwhelming the starry sky.
"No tears, long time no see." Donghuang Taixin whispered, standing in the starry sky with a graceful posture, looking at the city without tears.
"Long time no see." The words finally came out in the city of tears. The words were vague, like the sound of nature descending from the sky. It was very beautiful, but it was filled with supreme indifference.
"Can I ask Wu Lai to please someone? It would be considered a great favor." The Sword Gods of the Heavens also opened their mouths, speaking in a calm tone.
"Without tears, you are ruthless, just like your sword is not the way." Wu Lei spoke slowly, and his words spread throughout the world.
"What a tearless and ruthless person." The childish words suddenly sounded, coming from Donghuang Taixin. To be more precise, they should have come from her sleeve, and it was Ye Chen who was speaking.
He came out and looked at the city without tears, without joy or sorrow.
His appearance caused the monks from all directions to be stunned.
Just because Ye Chen's appearance when he was two or three years old, pink and fleshy, was really cute and not annoying.
"If you cross the Naihe Bridge, I can take her away." Ye Chen ignored all directions and stared at the city without tears. His words were calm and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.
"Natural." He whispered without tears, without joy or sorrow.
"What you say means what you say." Ye Chen was the one who acted vigorously and resolutely, stepping on the starry sky and boarded the Naihe Bridge.
"Who is that guy?" Seeing Ye Chen go up to Naihe Bridge, Bafang was shocked. He never expected that Ye Chen would also run up.
"The quasi-emperor is kneeling down, in the heavenly realm, where are you playing?"
"It's undeniable that he looks very cute."
"I'll tell you, he didn't come here to find a wife, but to find a mother." Someone said meaningfully.
"Looks familiar." Ape King, Kui Niu and others touched their chins, "I feel like I've seen him before somewhere."
"I hope he can create a myth again." The Nine Emperors and the others took a deep breath, with hope in their eyes.
Ye Chen stood at the end of the bridge, closed his eyes slightly, and calmed down.
After actually getting on the Naihe Bridge, I realized that this bridge is not simple. There is a pressure in the air, as heavy as a mountain.
Moreover, he was sure that the further he went to the opposite side, the stronger the pressure would become.
Opposite, at the end of Naihe Bridge, a figure appeared.
It was a woman, also covered with a veil, with fairy clouds all over her body. Her hair was like water waves, dyed with brilliance. She had a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, indifferent and calm, with no one's emotions.
In the haze, she seemed like a dream. Although she stood at the head of the Naihe Bridge, it seemed like a distant dream, elusive.
She is a banished immortal, holy and flawless, and will not offend anyone.
Ye Chen opened his eyes and looked at the woman opposite. His eyes were filled with tender tears, blurring his vision.
It's her, it's her, no need for Zhou Tian to evolve, no need to ask questions, he can recognize her at a glance on the Naihe Bridge.
Three hundred years of wasted time, three hundred years of vicissitudes, three hundred years of past and present lives, despite the years and dust, he finally found her.
Ancient memories and past events all return in this instant.
There are two bridge ends, one on this side of the bridge and one on the other side of the bridge. He is looking at her, and she is also looking at him.
It was only over a hundred feet long, but during this period, it was as if they were separated by a vast ocean, looking at each other, and growing old in the world of mortals.
He was full of tears, and her beautiful eyes were confused. In her dreams, she had seen him more than once, strange yet familiar.
"Chu Xuan, wait for me, your Ye Chen is here to pick you up."
Ye Chen choked with sobs, his voice was hoarse, and two lines of tears flowed down his face, reflecting the starlight. Even those tears carried the vicissitudes of life. ***