Chapter 412: The official meeting after one hundred thousand years

"It's the Sword Sovereign."

"She doesn't have the Shura armor. Even if it's half-step in the Divine Sovereign Realm, she is still not the opponent of the Tenth Floor Sword Sovereign of the Divine Sovereign Realm."

"Sword Sovereign is very strong, worthy of being the number one kendo expert in my Daluoyu..."

Many monks below looked at the graceful and graceful figure, with fanatical expressions in their eyes.

But there was also a hint of worry flashing deep in the eyes of some people.

After all, the black-clothed young man said before he died that this was just a clone of him.

And his true deity had already cultivated to the realm of gods.

Such a cultivation base.

If he came to Da Luoyu to challenge the Sword Sovereign, I am afraid that Sword Sovereign will not be his opponent.

"This is the end of the ceremony. Thank you all for coming."

The cold voice of Jian Zun suddenly spread from the air, announcing the end of this grand event.

Many monks stared at the stunningly beautiful sword master in the void, seemingly reluctant to leave.

The sword sovereign turned around, before leaving.

She stared deeply at the white-clothed man standing in the square, as if thinking of something, a look of pain suddenly appeared in her eyes.

The next moment, the sword master disappeared out of thin air.

"wait for me here."

Looking at the painful color in Liu Yiyi's beautiful eyes, a string in Ye Yun's heart was also suddenly moved. He sighed, patted Dark Blood Green Wood Dragon on the shoulder, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Ye Yun naturally knew Liu Yiyi's mood.

His white dress, familiar back figure, and the last familiar words all evoked various memories in Liu Yiyi's heart 100,000 years ago.

According to Ye Yun's guess.

Liu Yiyi had to find a place where no one was crying again.

There is no way, the stronger the woman is on the surface, the softer and fragile her heart is.

At this time.

Ye Yun quietly appeared in front of a bamboo building on the back mountain of Jianyunzong.

At this moment, he saw Liu Yiyi in the bamboo building.

Ye Yun's eyes flashed.

In front of him, the famous Sword Sovereign of Da Luo Yu was weakly slumping on the ground, holding a piece of peach wood in his left hand and a silver knife in his right hand, continuously carving on the peach wood one by one.

While she was carving, she kept crying.

Heartbroken crying, a beautiful little face like a pear flower.

Seeing Liu Yiyi's crying nose, Ye Yun didn't know why he wanted to laugh suddenly.

But he took a deep breath and held it back.

Ye Yun approached the bamboo building.

His steps are very light, without any breath coming out.

The sad Sword Sovereign lowered his head, and didn't feel anyone coming in at all.

The door was gently pushed open.

Ye Yun walked in and stood behind Liu Yiyi like a ghost.

"Woo..."

Liu Yiyi was crying while carving, and she cried even more sadly. The tears slid on the robe on her body, wet a large area, and also soaked the peach wood in her hands.

Ye Yun laughed.

This little girl was so sad that she was crying.

But think about it, he can understand.

A burst of white light enveloped Ye Yun's face, and his appearance changed.

He returned to his original appearance again.

Ye Yun still stood quietly behind Liu Yiyi, looking at the familiar figure from his back, and said nothing.

Let Liu Yiyi vent his sadness.

"Brother Yun, you have been dead for 100,000 years, but I am still alive. This feeling is too tormented. Every time I miss you, I will carve a doll..."

While crying, Liu Yiyi kept turning the silver knife. Pieces of sawdust fell, and the peach wood quickly became a lifelike doll.

Ye Yun looked at the doll and immediately smiled.

Liu Yiyi, a master of kendo, is truly a master of carving kung fu.

Except for the lack of a face, the character and image of the doll are almost exactly the same as him.

"This girl, it's really hard for her..."

Ye Yun sighed in his heart, his eyes softened.

He gently stretched out his hand, ready to touch Liu Yiyi's little head.

suddenly.

His hand stopped in the air.

Because at this time Liu Yiyi spoke again.

"Brother Yun, my disgusting big brother, yesterday destroyed all the dolls here. This is my hard work for 100,000 years. Now there is nothing. I hate it..."

Liu Yiyi raised the peach wooden doll on his left hand, his eyes fell on it, crying bitterly.

At this time.

Suddenly a warm and familiar voice rang behind her.

"Although the mahogany doll is gone, I am a big living person... Yiyi, how about it? Is this a surprise?"

Hearing this voice, Liu Yiyi was dumbfounded.

Why is this voice so like her brother Yun, speaking in her ear?

The tone, intonation, and speed are exactly the same.

When he was shocked, suddenly a gentle hand fell on Liu Yiyi's head.

"Oh...who?"

Liu Yiyi slapped cleverly, instantly jumped up like a monkey, turned around abruptly, a silver light flashed in his hand, and a sword appeared.

"Why, Yiyi, do you still want to murder your husband?"

Looking at Liu Yiyi who was panicked, Ye Yun retracted his palm and said with a calm smile.

Liu Yiyi pointed the sword at Ye Yun in front of him, his eyes widened, as if to protrude from his eye sockets.

She looked at each other in shock.

At this moment, Liu Yiyi's heart set off a stormy sea.

The white figure in front of her turned out to be Ye Yun who had been thinking about it for a hundred thousand years.

Her beloved Brother Yun.

However, didn't Ye Yun have been dead for a hundred thousand years?

Why did you suddenly appear in front of you?

Could it be that... all of this is an illusion?

Someone used an illusion technique when she was in a weak mood and got her caught?

"who are you?"

Liu Yiyi suppressed the excitement in his heart, gritted his silver teeth and asked with a trembling voice.

"I'm Ye Yun! Yiyi, I'm looking for you."

Ye Yun said with a smile.

At this moment, he seemed to think of the scene when Luo Li was scammed out of the coffin and scared to death.

Same as now.

"Don't lie to me, Brother Yun has been dead for 100,000 years. Come on, who are you?"

Liu Yiyi asked vigilantly.

"You girl, why don't you believe me?"

Ye Yun smiled, took out a sword, and practiced the Nine Heavens Lotus Art.

This set of swordsmanship was created by him and Liu Yiyi together.

"Nine... Nine Heavens Lotus Hua Jue... Are you really Brother Yun?"

Looking at the white figure in front of him, slowly displaying the Nine Heavens Lotus Hua Jue, Liu Yiyi was emotionally excited and was already on the verge of collapse.

"It's me! Silly girl, I'm really not dead. I came from the Cangnan Continent, and I came to see you when I entered Divine Land."

Ye Yun retracted the sword and opened his arms to face Liu Yiyi.

"Brother Yun!"

Liu Yiyi was emotional and yelled.

At this moment, she finally confirmed that the person in front of her was Ye Yun.

She threw away the sword in her hand, rushing like a ray of light.

Ye Yun hugged Liu Yiyi tightly in his arms.

With Liu Yiyi in her arms, feeling the turbulent devil's figure, Ye Yun raised his brows and said with a smile: "Silly girl, you haven't seen you in a hundred thousand years, your figure is still so good."

"Brother Yun, you are making fun of me again."

Liu Yiyi, who was crying with excitement, suddenly burst into laughter, and two red clouds rose on her beautiful face.

"No kidding, haha..."

Ye Yun laughed twice, one hand slid down and landed on Liu Yiyi's hip.

"It's been 100,000 years, the figure hasn't changed at all, the person hasn't changed, it's still so silly, so cute..."

Ye Yun retracted his hand, and gently hooked Liu Yiyi's white nose with his index finger.

After being touched by her favorite lover, and then her Qiong nose was shaved, Liu Yiyi blushed immediately and was dying of happiness.

now.

The Invincible Sword Sovereign of the famous Da Luoyu, her face was flushed like a ripe apple, her head drooped slightly, shyly like a little girl waiting to be married.

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(Three chapters today, this is the first chapter)