Chapter 831: The Great Ambition of Soaring Clouds, The Road of Blood and Rain
Chapter 831: Honghu’s ambition to soar into the clouds, the bloody road
The little milk beast fell on its back on the end of the bed, its nine tails trying to stand up even bigger than its body.
It sleepily opened a pair of golden pupils, overflowing with confusion.
After a while, the little milk beast got up with difficulty and curled up to sleep.
Ye Mohan also lowered his eyes, wrapped his hands around the girl's soft body, and put one long leg on Chu Yue's body.
"What took so long?"
The man's voice was low, and his warm breath fell on Chu Yue's ears.
"I took care of something by the way."
Chu Yue replied: "Hug pillow, it's time for you to return to the sanctuary."
Behind her, the man hugged her tightly, but she woke up in an instant, with an evil handsome face and a pair of purple eyes that kept secrets.
Ye Mohan remained silent, pondering for a long time without saying a word, and gently wrapped his slender jade-like hand around her slightly cold little hand.
Outside the Setting Sun Tower, the blue sun was shining brightly, and pedestrians were rushing and bustling, making a lively sound.
What he once hated the most is not so disgusting now.
Ye Mohan slowly raised his other hand, and lightly covered Chu Yue's eyes with his big palm.
Chu Yue suddenly fell into a chaotic darkness, but she felt extremely at ease.
The man gave her a gentle kiss, like a dragonfly.
"good."
What he covets is not the lingering warmth, but he is afraid that someone will bully his girl when he is not around.
Chu Yue curled her lips and smiled, then fell asleep in the man's arms. From noon to dusk, the white moon hung slightly in the sky.
There have been many changes in Lingtian Continent today, and almost all warriors in the world are feeling melancholy.
The storytellers and drinkers in the Setting Sun Building were all discussing excitedly.
"Everyone has heard that the new martial arts rules issued by the Martial Arts Temple will make the future of martial arts more difficult."
"The Divine Vein is about to be born, and all major domains are vying for the King of Nine Continents, and we don't know who will win in the end."
"And the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts. I heard that the Yaochi Fairy from the Yaochi Palace might be the first to arrive. It's a pity that the position of the Holy Emperor was originally occupied."
"Speaking of Emperor Zun, we have to mention the Qingyuan Sect and the Sinful Sect. At least they have some prestige in the sect, but they didn't expect to be expelled from the Tenth Army of the Holy Domain."
"..."
In just a day or so, warriors in every corner of Lingtian Continent were discussing these two or three matters after tea and dinner.
The moonlight shone on the ancient Xiaoyao City. Qin Tieniu and Yan Nanji had a quarrel over their nickname. After returning to the city lord's palace angrily, they received an invitation to become the deputy headmaster of Guiyue Palace.
Yan Nanji, on the other hand, took the few taels of pig head meat and found a stall owner selling pork on the long street. After some talk, she made some money in the dark and windy night.
Only the old stall owner looked melancholy under the moonlight.
In the afternoon, the Qin family's son Bai took away his pig head meat, but now he has to buy it back at a high price out of his own pocket.
What the hell is this world called?
Later in the night.
The Twelve Guardians of the Sanctuary and the Black-armored Army were all waiting in the empty streets outside the Setting Sun Tower.
The door opened, and Ye Mohan stepped out with his long body.
Wearing a jet black robe, it fluttered in the evening breeze.
"Your Highness."
Protector Bai and others clasped their fists and nodded, respectfully.
Ye Mohan stood with his hands behind his hands and looked back at the Setting Sun Tower.
This trip to the Holy Land is the battle of divine veins, the ambition of flying birds, and the bloody road!
"Isn't she going to the sanctuary?" Blood Protector asked.
"Um."
Ye Mohan responded lightly.
The Blood Protector held the sword in both hands, stood aside and lowered his head and smiled, "He is really a stubborn person."
Ye Mohan said nothing, but the Blood Protector raised his head and said meaningfully: "You look very much like you back then."
At that time, the young man was at the end of his life, and his clothes were thin, but he dared to point his sword in the sky, challenge the martial arts master, and eclipse all the heroes.
"Your Highness, the news just came that Lingyun Mountain in the eastern part of the Holy Domain was occupied by the Dao Domain, with tens of thousands of people killed and injured." Tan Zong cupped his hands.
"If he dares to occupy Lingyun Mountain in the Holy Land, we will seize his nine mines in Zhongzhou."
Ye Mohan half-squinted his sword eyes, and a cold light appeared everywhere, as if a cold wind was whistling by.
While waving his sleeves and talking, he stepped forward with the power of a king over the world.
He raises his hands and feet with an imperial demeanor, everything is natural!
Three thousand black-armored troops bowed their heads.
The masks of evil spirits glowed with a cold luster in the dark night.
Tan Zong raised his head and looked at Ye Mohan with admiration.
However, Ye Mohan suddenly thought that there was an old man in the No. 9 Mine in Zhongzhou in the Dao Domain who made candied haws, and his craftsmanship was the best in Lingtian.
The corners of Ye Mohan's lips slightly raised, and his ink robe danced lightly.
As he stepped forward, he was blocked by a small figure.
On the long street, in the dark night, little Ye Chen, wearing a well-fitting robe, stared at Ye Mohan with his mandala-colored eyes.
He stood alone in the deep night, biting his lower lip stubbornly.