Losing the ancient arm and shattering the meridians is undoubtedly a huge blow to the warrior.
Looking directly at Ye Xing's smile, Ye Chen smiled slightly and said, "Can you still hold the sword?"
Ye Xing was startled by the sudden words, and then said seriously: "Yes!"
"Without my right hand, I can still hold the sword with my left hand!" Ye Xing tightly grasped the sword behind his back with his left hand, and his fierce momentum rose.
"The sword is not broken, the sword is still there!" As Ye Chen waved his sleeves and robes, thousands of blood realms appeared out of thin air.
The glistening blood crystals look a bit mysterious, and under the sunlight, the blood light looks even more eye-catching.
"Senior Ye Yin once said that the secret guards are not heroes, but in my opinion, the secret guards are the heroes of the family."
"The family will never forget these heroes. Thank you for your hard work these past ten years!" Ye Chen said softly as his slender sword finger fell in vain in the void.
Crack! Under the gaze of everyone, these blood crystals suddenly shattered.
During the flow of vigorous energy, Ye Chen grabbed his right hand forward and extracted its vitality.
"It might hurt a little!" After saying that, Ye Chen suddenly slapped his right hand down, and his life flowed towards Ye Xing like a tide.
The vitality representing the white light was integrated into Ye Xing's body, and the broken meridians in Ye Xing's body were stitched together at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.
Severe pain swept through his body. Ye Xing closed his eyes slightly and remained silent, enduring the inhuman torture.
After a moment, Ye Xing opened his eyes, his expression extremely excited, and the true energy circulated in his body again, "Reshape the meridians, my meridians."
Everyone could see the change in Ye Xing, and the young man who had been yelling at him was also full of horror. This man's meridians were broken before, but at this moment, his meridians were restored.
Turning around, Ye Chen walked towards the officer and said, "You're not bad!"
Hearing this, the officer was overjoyed. The huge Huang Feng Kingdom could only be praised by this person, but only a handful of them could.
Squatting down, Ye Chen looked at the pretty girl and said softly: "Does it hurt?"
The pale-faced girl shook her head and said, "Emperor, it doesn't hurt me."
"Do you know me?" Ye Chen raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, looking into the girl's clear eyes.
"That day you came and drove away the bad guys with many big brothers. Those big brothers called you Emperor." The girl smiled and said, "My memory is very good!"
The day the girl was talking about was when millions of enemy troops besieged Luoxia City, and her father was buried forever in this land.
Emperor! In an instant, the young man's face turned bloodless and his eyes showed fear. The only person in the Huangfeng Empire who can bear this title is the head of the Ye family.
In the distance, the young man standing on the carriage also has a face as white as rice paper. Is the white carriage in front of me the head of the Ye family?
As life began to flow, Ye Chen held down the girl's shoulders, and the injuries on the girl's shoulders disappeared strangely.
After getting up, Ye Chen looked at the pale-faced young man and asked the officer, "How should those who hold the imperial law and run wildly in front of the city gate be punished?"
"Behead according to law!" the officer said bluntly.
"Then kill it!" Ye Chen said calmly, and the moment he finished speaking, a flame appeared on the young man's body.
Puff! Without even a scream, the young man turned into a pile of ashes and scattered.
"Children are a good future. Many years later, they will become us. Among them, they may become the prime minister of the empire, a martial arts master, or even the master of the Sword God!" Looking at the girl, Ye Chen smiled slightly.
"Ye Xing, the security of the imperial capital needs to be strengthened. Once the rules are set, they need to be implemented. There is no need to worry about anything. Do you understand?" Ye Chen said calmly.
"I will obey the sword order!" Ye Xing said with a serious expression.
"Emperor, do you think I can become the Prime Minister of the Empire?" The crisp voice sounded again, and the girl looked straight at Ye Chen with her watery eyes.
"I firmly believe that you are the Prime Minister of the Empire." Ye Chen smiled, raised his sword finger, and a cluster of flames turned into a mark and merged into the girl's body.
Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the magnificent Luoxia City in front of him: "Lan Gu, Xiao Meng'er, I'm back!"
When they appeared in the sky above Luoxia City, Ye Chen noticed the auras of Lan Gu and Xiao Meng'er in Luoxia City.
"Xianxu, I'm afraid my concubine will stay at Ye's house for a while." Ye Chen raised his feet and walked towards Ye's house step by step, following the route in his memory.
Xianxu is still following behind Ye Chen, and the six sword corpses follow him like a shadow.
After Ye Chen's figure disappeared, Ye Xingfang came back to his senses, looked at these young heroes coldly, and said calmly: I hope you can live in peace in the imperial capital, the imperial capital is not as good as your country."
Hearing this, many young men nodded in agreement, no longer as arrogant as before.
The girl looked at the direction Ye Chen left and murmured: "As long as you believe firmly, you will be the prime minister of the empire!"
Ye Chen would not have thought that his actions today would lead to the emergence of the first female prime minister of the empire.
Numerous sword towers tower into the sky. Today's Luoxia City is more prosperous than ten years ago.
Ye Chen was walking earlier, trying to find a familiar scene in his memory. In his memory, this road was not so prosperous at the beginning. At that time, he followed this road out of the city. With the help of Huo Qilin, he truly completed the journey.
The bloodline awakens.
In the ever-changing world, things have changed and people have changed.
"I used to laugh at Xiao Huo's melancholy when he had nothing to do. I never thought that I would rarely feel melancholy today." Ye Chen murmured.
"Wontons! Warm wontons!" A burst of shouting sounded on the street. Ye Chen stopped and looked at the old side stall. "The stall is still there, but the old friend is not."
Under Xianxu's stunned eyes, Ye Chen walked towards the side stall.
The goat man in the booth was an old woman. It was freezing cold. The old woman covered her entire face with a thick towel, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
"Grandma, I want a wonton!" Ye Chen said softly.
"Okay!" Grandma said neatly, and with just a few breaths, a hot wonton appeared in front of Ye Chen.
Holding the wontons, Ye Chen turned around and walked towards the end of the road.
After walking for half an hour, at the end of the road, there was a magnificent city. After the city, there were splendid palaces, rising and falling one after another.
He raised his head and looked at the plaque on the tower, which was engraved with two dragons and phoenixes: "Imperial Palace!"
Ye Chen shook his head. Although the palaces in front of him were grand, they didn't feel familiar at all, only strange.
Looking at the tower, Ye Chen was silent for a moment, then raised his feet and stepped into the imperial palace.
The two guards were about to stop Ye Chen, but unexpectedly, an older man immediately stopped them and shouted softly: "How dare you!"
Being scolded by the old man, the two guards looked confused.
Until Ye Chen's figure disappeared behind the door, the old man let out a breath and looked ecstatic, "Do you know who he is?"
Hearing this, the two guards shook their heads.
"He is the emperor, the head of the Ye family!" The old man's voice was respectful and trembling.
"Emperor Feng is here!" The faces of the two guards were straight, "Emperor, he is back."
There are many swords and palaces rising and falling. Palaces of different styles make up the imperial palace, which is magnificent.
Regarding the imperial palace, Ye Chen just glanced at it lightly, without stopping, and continued walking forward.
The prosperity dissipates, and a little smoke drifts in the sunset.
Ye Chen stopped and looked at the familiar scene in front of him, the stone path covered with small stones, and the snow-white and slightly quiet courtyard.
"It's such a cold day, and Xiaoni is still playing the piano in the courtyard, and she's not afraid of freezing." Ye Chen walked along the end of the path carrying the steaming wontons.
After a while, an ordinary courtyard appeared at the end of Ye Chen's sight. The old trees in the courtyard were covered with snow.
When there were still hundreds of dates left in the courtyard, Ye Chen stopped and closed his eyes slightly, while the melodious and crisp sounds of the piano floated in the cold wind.
The snowflakes all over the sky beat with the music of the piano, like musical notes.
The cold wind roared, and the music of the piano rose loudly. Finally, the music suddenly stopped, and a girl's sigh came from the courtyard.
In the courtyard, a white dress is connected with the surrounding snow.
The second dream was sitting on the snow, holding the guqin in both hands, looking dimly towards the end of the courtyard.
"Sister Muye, sister Zhiyun, you are the only one who will accompany me through this winter again!" Er Meng's lips raised slightly, "Sister is getting busier and busier, and she doesn't pay attention to me lately."
Having said this, Ermeng picked up a book next to the piano stand. It was full of dense handwriting, most of which were the same sentence: "It's so annoying, the teacher hasn't come back yet!"
Di Ganmeng was about to finish writing when a footstep sounded in front of the courtyard, and then a hearty laughter sounded: "Little Meng'er!"
(To be continued
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