Mr. Wei said solemnly: "Her Majesty gave up her extraordinary cultivation, used all her cultivation to sink the entire city of elves into the ground, kept it here, and destroyed all her spiritual thoughts, turning it into a city of elves." The protective cover is what keeps the city of elves intact until now."
Chu Yang was silent for a while, feeling the sadness and dullness in his heart, and asked softly: "Do you know the name of this lord empress...?"
Mr. Wei said: "My lady's surname is Wu, and the taboo is... Wu Qiongxiao."
"Wu Qiongxiao..." Chu Yang muttered the name, and couldn't help but look again.
The elf queen's calm but majestic gaze seemed to be looking back calmly at this time.
Chu Yang felt a violent throbbing in his heart again.
Looking around, I found that there are many other decorations on the main hall. On the left and right walls, there is a picture of words hanging on each side. The handwriting is the same. Obviously, they are all written by the Elf Queen. Infinite majesty and domineering.
On the left is: Yu Pingsheng volunteered to break the Jiuzhong, dance Qiongxiao, swing the sky, can't be peerless and break the sky!
Chu Yang's heart trembled for a while. Her Majesty the Empress is really... heroic! He can't be peerless and invincible, but he would rather just stay here than shatter the void and ascend.
On the right wall, there are only five short words: Fengyun, I dance alone!
The wind and the clouds dance alone.
Could it be that there was no one in the world that day that could contend with it
Chu Yang stared carefully again, and the Queen's eyes followed him again. This time, Chu Yang's heart moved, but this time he did not move his eyes for a long time.
I don't know how much time has passed, maybe it's just a snap of the fingers, or maybe it's been a lifetime...
A sudden "crash" broke the silence. On both sides of the queen's throne, a piece of snow-white paper suddenly flowed out, and with a "swipe", it stretched directly from the armrests on both sides of the throne for several feet, and spread it flat on the ground.
It's like an elf queen standing up suddenly, with a graceful figure, her long white sleeves swaying in the air and dancing in the air, or like a dance in the sky just stopped, the beauty is sleepy, leaning on a chair to rest, her long sleeves dragging on the ground, leaving only infinite soft...
Although it was only two blank sheets of paper that appeared abruptly, the peerless aura of this moment was deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone who saw it, and it will last forever.
Mr. Wei exclaimed, but this phenomenon did not happen when he was here. Why did Chu Yang cause such a phenomenon when he came? what is the reason? And what kind of accident did this change bring? !
At this moment, handwriting suddenly appeared on the two sheets of white paper that were originally spotless.
The golden handwriting, flashing from scratch, gradually emerged on the white paper.
Chu Yang stared intently.
I saw that on the first piece of paper on the left it was written: Who will accompany me, Qiong Xiaowu Fengyun
The second one on the right reads: Who will accompany me, the world-defying nine heavens
The two lines were actually questions. Who will accompany me to Qiongxiao Dance? Who will accompany me in the world-defying Ninth Heaven? Although it is a question sentence, but the arrogance in it is devouring heaven and earth, unparalleled, or only each other, can be accompanied.
That peerless look of pride seemed to come from the sky over a hundred thousand years! It's pride, it's aloofness, but it's also loneliness, loneliness, and, moreover, there's a trace of helplessness...
Chu Yang was taken aback, and suddenly raised his head.
Her Majesty's body was still sitting softly as before, her slightly squinted eyes seemed to be fixed on herself.
That aura of dominating the world seems to be coming at any moment.
Chu Yang suddenly understood where the familiarity he felt came from.
Such eyes, soft, affectionate, and the charm between the eyebrows, this elf queen is so similar to Mo Qingwu
Although the appearance was quite different, Chu Yang had felt such a peculiar feeling on Mo Qingwu countless times.
And the demeanor of an emperor who dominates the world is so similar to Tie Butian! She is the same empress who sympathizes with the world and the world...
Also, the firmness in her bones and the persistence in her weakness are no different from Wu Qianqian, surprisingly similar.
In the end, the heroic and unrestrained arrogance and chicness of killing thousands of mountains and rivers is exactly the same as Zi Xieqing!
There was a change in Chu Yang's heart, and he linked the characteristics of Mo Qingwu, Wu Qianqian, Zi Xieqing, and Tie Butian together. After combining them, he closed his eyes and felt that he was a living elf queen, standing there Standing calmly in front of him.
Suddenly Chu Yang's heart ached with soreness.
How many years have you been alone...
How many years have you been waiting for...
And you, how many years have been helpless...
Who will accompany me, Qiong Xiaowu Fengyun
Who will accompany me, the world-defying Ninth Heaven
Chu Yang's heart was agitated, his blood surged up, and he suddenly blurted out: "I! I will accompany you! I am willing to accompany you!"
"I would like to accompany you, Qiongxiaowu Fengyun! I would like to accompany you, the world-defying nine heavens!"
The voice was still echoing, and the elf queen's slightly squinted eyes seemed to suddenly flicker, and then, a long sigh of relief resounded indistinctly.
Immediately, a group of colorful rays of light suddenly erupted on the Elf Queen's body. At first, it was only faintly shining, but gradually, that graceful and elegant figure could no longer be seen.
A soft, affectionate and ethereal voice chanted illusoryly like in a dream: "Jun... Accompany... Me... Qiong... Xiao... Wu... Wind... Cloud... I... Companion... Jun... Ao... World... Nine... Heavy... Heaven …”
Suddenly, an inexplicable ray of light flashed from the Elf Queen's body, circled around the hall as if lingering, and then disappeared like lightning through the air.
The only thing he knew, the direction to go, was the east.
Both of them were taken aback by this turn of events, so surprised that they could hardly speak, and just stared blankly.
Then, the radiance on the Elf Queen's body seemed to dim a bit, and then another ray of light separated out, also circled the hall, rushed out the door, and disappeared without a trace.
This time, the direction to go is due west.
Next, two more rays of light flashed one after another, one from the south and the other from the north, and they also disappeared without a trace.
Fourth, when the light gradually disappears, the accident regenerates.
The two of them looked at the queen again, and they were all taken aback.
I saw that the elf throne was empty, and the elf queen Wu Qiongxiao who was still there just now had disappeared.
It seems that she turned into four rays of light just now, drifting away with the breeze, and no longer exists in this world. All the past, the traces of the past, are just a dream, all illusory...
There was only a soft sigh that seemed to come from somewhere, and it still seemed to be faintly echoing in the hall.
Both of them felt as if they had had an extremely bizarre dream, and they were at a loss. Until now, they still have a strong feeling of unreality.
"Her Majesty... just disappeared like this? How could it be?" Mr. Wei felt lost.
Chu Yang took a deep breath, but his heart was relieved. Although he was still a little bit lost, his heart felt as if he had accomplished something, and he felt extraordinarily relaxed.
He even felt a little strange about his mentality.
It is reasonable for me to be lost and sad... How could this be
However, in Chu Yang's heart, there seemed to be a faint feeling: the elf queen hadn't really disappeared, and that aura seemed to be still reverberating around him...
Or even, have been there all the time and never left at all.
Before, during, after.
"Jun accompany me Qiongxiao Wufengyun... I accompany Jun Aoshi Nine Heavens..." Chu Yang muttered, looking thoughtfully at the empty throne, but the shadows of four people appeared in his heart inexplicably.
Mo Qingwu.
Wu Qianqian.
Iron Butian.
Purple evil.
While the two were in a daze, light suddenly reappeared on the throne, and a sparkling thing rose up suddenly, with a long-lost excitement, and a feeling of surprise that was lost and found, slowly rising.
"That's Her Majesty's Eternal Qiongxiao Jinbuyao." Mr. Wei said with a flash in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, the Nine Tribulation Sword suddenly rang out with a sword cry, and suddenly leaped into the air, like a dragon. Shuttle back and forth in the air as if excited to the extreme.
A clear and pleasant surprise, and a little bit of shyness, suddenly appeared, and the elf queen's ten thousand-strand Qiongxiao Jinbuyao suddenly emitted a dazzling milky white brilliance, and then the light suddenly stopped, and it transformed into a soft-looking Things fluttered in the air.
"Jian Sui! It's Jian Sui!" Chu Yang stared, and his breathing almost stopped.
After that Jin Bu Yao transformed into a new form, he turned into a pair of sword tassels, infinitely soft, infinitely affectionate and infinitely attached.
Floating in the air, there is a hint of tenderness and pity.
"Jian Sui..." Chu Yang only felt an inexplicable stirring in his heart. Now, there was no surprise in his heart that he finally found the eighth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword. Instead, he was filled with the infinite gentle joy of "recovering the lost sword"...
He took two steps forward impatiently, his face was a little red, his right hand trembled uncontrollably, and he stretched it out slowly.
Jiansui was floating pitifully in the air, as if waiting for something, and worrying about something...
Seeing Chu Yang stretch out his hand to it, he seemed relieved at last, and gently fell from the air, and fell into Chu Yang's palm smoothly and smoothly.
A feeling of incomparably familiar and infinitely gentle satisfaction suddenly rose in Chu Yang's heart.
Chu Yang even had an inexplicable urge to put the sword tassel on his mouth and kiss him, so he did it as soon as he thought of it; Chu Yang gently picked up the sword tassel, and gently pressed it against his face, feeling the soft and caring softness. The sense of touch, the joy in my heart is inexplicable, and the joy is infinite.
The Nine Tribulations Sword, You Zai in mid-air, let out another extremely loud sword cry, and the spike of the sword flew up from Chu Yang's hand, and lightly greeted him.
Silently, the sword and the spike of the sword in the first seven verses were joined together like this, and suddenly a burst of dazzling light burst out, rushing up into the sky, soaring up ninety thousand miles, I don't know its height, I don't know its height Far.
The Nine Tribulations Sword shuttled rapidly through the air, but in Chu Yang's Nine Tribulations Space, the Sword Spirit sat cross-legged with an unusually dignified expression.
A voice slowly sounded in Chu Yang's mind, soft and clear, with infinite affection, as if someone was singing and dancing, singing and dancing...
Chu Yang's dreamlike feeling rose again.
Just listen to the voice saying with infinite affection: "Light as a dream, a dream is also floating, a sea of blood, bones and mountains are dancing enchantingly; don't ask a thousand miles with a sword, life and death follow each other to the sky."
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Today is the third update, and the fourth chapter is updated. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend this work as a registered member of literature. Your support is my greatest motivation.)