Legend of Swordsman - #4730 - Chapter 4730

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Every body shape is full of magnificence, and the various light wheels condensed by diffusivity shine on the entire Celestial Court.

It makes the majestic figure in the dress of the Emperor Shanhe look a little sad.

But any one who can come to this Celestial Court is not so stupid to think.

The power of oneself that can ascend to the throne, by the strength of oneself, destroys the emperor of the dead emperor, is hundreds of millions of times more horrible than what he revealed.

Looking at the mighty emperor who stepped on the sky, Jian Wushuang finally saw the true face.

For a time, in the vast square of the giant palace, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

The question with anger is obviously from the emperor ’s mouth.

Little Emperor looked up towards the Emperor Weiyi standing at the top of the cloud and said quietly, “Go back to the Emperor, Young Master ca n’t dare.”

“Then what were you doing just now, do you want to get bloody Celestial Court?”

True Martial Yang Dijun came to the vast square with endless momentum.

“They are all your siblings. As a prince, not only did you not lead by example, but you have lost your identity again and again, really I dare not deal with you?”

The little emperor said nothing, and there was no fear in his lowered eyelids.

At this time, the black robe figure called Yu Bo slowly came to the emperor True Martial Yang, whispering, “Emperor, little emperor has not made a big mistake, it is not unforgivable, After the banquet, let’s deal with it. “

Na Weiyi took a look at the little emperor, then looked towards Yu Bo, there was helpless flash in his eyes, “that ’s all, let’s have a feast first.”

After finishing his speech, he took the lead into the main hall, and then followed 99 old men carrying various colored mans, followed with a smile.

“Good.” Hundreds of Yanxian promised in unison.

The Young Master stared fiercely at Chen Qing and the others, and then strode into the main hall.

This farce ended in the arrival of True Martial Yang Dijun.

Little Emperor took a deep look at them, and then came to Jian Wushuang and the others.

He seemed tired, and grinned reluctantly, “Come on, the feast is about to begin.”

“Little Emperor, did you hurt anything?” Chen Qing was worried.

He shook the head, then stepped into the great hall under the guidance of the skinny Little Zi robe.

In the main hall, True Martial Yang Emperor sat on the throne. On his side, the gloomy little emperor sat on the side of the head.

Yu Bo is like a black sculpture, standing behind the emperor.

In the vast hall, the old men carrying the various light wheels are arranged side by side, sitting on both sides, and lowering the first position, are the young masters wearing white teeth.

While Jian Wushuang and the others were under the direction of the little emperor, they sat with the six Young Masters, but they were totally different.

Sitting in the misty clouds, Jian Wushuang watched his nose and watched his heart, not at all caring about the eyes of the young masters facing him.

Following this, the Spring and Autumn Period sitting next to him lowered his voice and said, “Brother Jian, I am really didn’t expect. One day I can come to the Celestial Court in True Martial Yang.”

“Don’t do anything stupid.” Jian Wushuang looked towards him with a slight smile.

Spring and Autumn nodded, “rest assured, I know the importance of this.”

In the low-pitched conversation from time to time, Fairy came from the cloud and presented a plate of precious fruits.

True Martial sat on the throne, looked at the Celestial Court with a smile, and then gave a more exaggerated emotion.

And from this emotion, Jian Wushuang also understood the Celestial Court feast, which has only been five times since its first opening.

Every Chinese New Year, held once.

Jian Wushuang does n’t know exactly how many days this year will be. According to preliminary estimates, it is likely that the time of the ten galaxies will be broken …

Time is already the most meaningless thing here. After the achievement of Yanxian, the life essence is endless, except for the destruction of other forces. Even the so-called Heavenly Dao, the effect on Yanxian may be minimal. Too.

After all, the creation of the Avenue in Heaven and Earth, the ultimate Order, is likely to come from the hand of a certain fairy.

The old men who carry the various wheels of light, and the realm is so deep that even Chen Qing feels dazed, is to help True Martial Yang to open up the heavens, and to be the first veteran of the emperor. The seats of the Young Master are not as good as them.

Being able to enter the Celestial Court for a banquet is an honor, so even one of the unremarkable Yanxian is in the sky controlled by True Martial, and belongs to the top of the world.

As the table in front of you is gradually filled with precious fruits, one gorgeous Fairy is also overwhelming.

And Chen Qing sitting on the side of Jian Wushuang, a pair of bright eyes stuck to Fairy’s body from beginning to end without leaving.

“Guang Fairy, it’s me and I don’t remember me? I’m Chen Qing, who controls Jingchuan. Last time we were still listening to the wind channel.”

Chen Qing looked at Fairy who was leaning over and pouring wine, Chen Qing’s eyes were talking brightly.

Then Fairy pursed his lips, “I don’t remember.”

“It doesn’t matter if you remember, when the banquet is over, I’m still listening to the Fengtai Intermediate. How are you?” Chen Qing grinned.

Fairy smiled and returned with the jade pot without answering.

“There is a play!” Chen Qing is lowly cried, excited.

Jian Wushuang, who listened to the whole process, smiled slightly, picked up the glass of wine, and tasted it in a sip.

As these Fairy retreat, nearly thirty Fairy came from the cloud, dancing in the center of the temple, the sleeves transformed into a beautiful figure with the water sleeves transformed into strength.

“Brother Jian Jian, I think you should be young, but there is a sweetheart. If not, Old Brother, let me match you up?” Chen Qing came up with a glass of wine and smiled faintly.

“Farewell, you still have to worry about your own problems before I say it. I already have a person in my heart, and I will never forget it.” Jian Wushuang replied with a firm voice.

Chen Qing hearing this, ordered nodded, “Brother Brother Jian ’s heart is firm, no wonder such a temperament will be able to ascend Lin Yanxian.”

No answer. Looking at Fairy with long sleeves help one dance beautifully in front of her, and a slightly noisy sound around her, Jian Wushuang actually sat down.

Chen Qing didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, after Jian Wushuang, and Chunchunqiu had a drink, he began to appreciate the dancing posture.

“Is it too far away in six days, wait for this banquet, you come to live with me.” True Martial Yang looked towards him and asked again.

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