The seventh chapter eight hundred and ninety-fourth chapter nine robbery eighth [supplement 4]
Mr. Wei solemnly said: "Her Majesty the Queen gave up her extraordinary cultivation, used all her cultivation to sink the entire City of Elf into the ground, preserved it here, and then destroyed all her spiritual thoughts, turning it into the city of Elf.
The protective cover has kept the Elf City intact until now."
Chu Yang was silent for a moment, feeling the sadness and depression in his heart, and asked softly: "Do you know the name of this Queen?"
Mr. Wei said: "The Queen's surname is Wu, and her nickname is... Wu Qiongxiao."
"Wu Qiongxiao..." Chu Yang muttered the name and couldn't help but look at it again.
The calm but majestic gaze of the Elf Queen seemed to be looking back calmly at this time.
Chu Yang once again felt his heart throbbing violently.
As his eyes wandered, he discovered that there were many other furnishings in the main hall. On the left and right walls, there was a picture of calligraphy hanging on each wall. The handwriting was the same. They were obviously written by the Elf Queen. The handwriting was beautiful but also revealing.
Infinite majesty and domineering.
The one on the left is: My life's wish is to break through the Nine Levels, dance in the sky, and swing the sky.
Chu Yang's heart trembled. This Queen is really... heroic! She cannot be invincible, but she would rather stay here than break the void and ascend.
On the wall on the right, there are only five short words: I dance alone in the wind and clouds!
The wind and cloud dance alone.
Could it be that no one in the world at that time could compete with him?
Chu Yang looked 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 was a blink of an eye, or maybe it was a lifetime...
A sudden "clatter" broke the silence. On both sides of the Queen's throne, a piece of snow-white paper suddenly flowed out. With a "swipe" sound, it extended several feet directly from the armrests on both sides of the throne and lay flat on the ground.
It's like the elf queen suddenly stood up with a graceful posture, her long snow-white sleeves on both sides swaying in the air. It's also like she just stopped dancing in the sky. The beauty is sleepy, leaning on a chair to rest, with her long sleeves dragging on the ground, leaving only infinity.
Soft and graceful...
Although it was just two pieces of white paper that suddenly appeared, the unique style of this moment was deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone who saw it, and it will last forever.
Young Master Wei exclaimed, but such a phenomenon did not happen here. Why was Chu Yang able to cause such a strange phenomenon when he came? What was the reason? And what kind of changes did this change bring?!
At this moment, writing suddenly appeared on the two pieces of originally spotless white paper.
The golden handwriting flashed from scratch and gradually appeared on the white paper.
Chu Yang looked intently.
I saw the first piece of paper on the left saying: Who will accompany me, Qiong Xiao dances in the wind and clouds?
The second one on the right reads: Who will accompany me, the proud ninth heaven?
The two lines of words are both questions. Who will accompany me to dance in the sky? Who will accompany me to the ninth level of the world? Although it is a question, the scornful momentum in it is swallowing the sky and the earth, unparalleled and unmatched, or
Only each other can accompany us.
That peerless and proud look seems to come from the sky across a hundred thousand years! It is pride and aloofness, but it is also lonely, lonely, and there is also a trace of helplessness...
Chu Yang was startled and suddenly raised his head.
Her Majesty the Queen's body was still sitting as gracefully as before, her slightly squinted eyes seemed to be staring closely at herself.
That aura of dominion over the world seems to be coming at any time.
Chu Yang suddenly understood where the familiarity he felt came from.
With those eyes, soft and affectionate, and the charm between her eyebrows, this Elf Queen is so similar to Mo Qingwu?
Although the appearance was very different, Chu Yang had experienced such a special feeling from Mo Qingwu countless times.
And such an imperial style that dominates the world is so similar to Tie Butian! She is a queen who also has compassion for the world and pities the world...
Also, the strength in the bones and the persistence in the weakness are no different from Wu Qianqian, and they are surprisingly similar.
Finally, the heroic spirit and unrestrainedness of killing thousands of mountains and rivers are exactly the same as Zi Xieqing!
Chu Yang's heart suddenly changed, and he connected the characteristics of Mo Qingwu, Wu Qianqian, Zi Xieqing, and Tie Butian. After blending them together, he closed his eyes and felt that he was a living elf queen, standing there.
Stand calmly in front of yourself.
Suddenly, Chu Yang felt sour and painful in his heart.
How many years have you been alone...
How many years have you been waiting for...
And you have been even more helpless for how many years...
Who accompanies me, dancing in the sky?
Who will accompany me to the ninth level of the world?
Chu Yang's heart stirred up, his blood surged, and he suddenly blurted out: "Me! I will accompany you! I am willing to accompany you!"
"I am willing to accompany you to dance in the sky! I am willing to accompany you to be proud of the ninth level of the world!"
The words echoed, and the elf queen's slightly narrowed eyes seemed to suddenly light up, and then, a long and ethereal sigh of relief sounded.
Immediately, a ball of colorful light suddenly erupted on the Elf Queen's body. At first it only glowed slightly, but gradually the graceful figure could no longer be seen.
A soft and affectionate voice, but as illusory as in a dream, chanted: "Jun...accompany...me...Qiong...xiao...wu...wind...yun...I...accompany...
Jun...ao...shi...nine...zhong...tian..."
Suddenly, an inexplicable ray of light shone out from the Elf Queen. It circled the hall as if she was nostalgic, and then disappeared through the air like lightning, disappearing without a trace.
The only direction I know is the east.
Both of them were shocked by this turn of events. They were so surprised that they could hardly speak. They just stared blankly.
Then, the light on the Elf Queen seemed to dim a little, and then another light separated, also circled around the hall, rushed out of the door, and disappeared without a trace.
The direction we went this time was due west.
Next, two more rays of light flashed one after another, one from the south and one from the north, and also disappeared without a trace.
Four, when the light gradually disappears, something unexpected happens again.
The two of them looked at the Queen intently again, both of them were surprised.
The Elven Throne was actually empty. The Elf Queen Wu Qiongxiao who was there just now has disappeared.
It seemed that she had turned into four rays of light just now, drifting away in the breeze, and no longer existed in this world. All the past and traces of its existence were just a dream, all gone into illusion...
There was only a gentle sigh that seemed to come from somewhere, and still seemed to echo faintly in the hall.
Both of them felt as if they had had an extremely bizarre dream, and were at a loss. To this day, they still have a strong feeling of unreality.
"Her Majesty the Queen...disappeared just like that? How could it happen?" Mr. Wei felt disappointed.
Chu Yang took a deep breath, feeling relieved. Although he was still a little disappointed, his heart felt as if something had been accomplished, and he felt extremely relaxed.
He even felt a little strange about his own mentality.
I should have been disappointed, and it would be reasonable to be sad...how could this happen?
However, Chu Yang seemed to have a vague feeling in his heart: the Elf Queen had not really disappeared, and that aura seemed to still be echoing around him...
Or even, it has always been there and never left at all.
Before, during, after.
"You accompany me to dance in the sky... I will accompany you to the ninth level of the world..." Chu Yang murmured, looking at the empty throne thoughtfully, but inexplicably the thoughts of the four people emerged in his heart. shadow.
Mo Qingwu.
Wu Qianqian.
Iron mends the sky.
Purple Evil Love.
While the two were stunned, light suddenly reappeared on the throne, and a sparkling object suddenly rose, slowly rising with a long-lost excitement and a feeling of surprise that was lost and found.
"That is Her Majesty the Queen's Eternal Qiongxiao Golden Step." Mr. Wei's eyes flashed and he spoke out.
Unexpectedly, the Nine Tribulations Sword suddenly made a sound, and suddenly jumped into the air, like a dragon. It seemed to be extremely excited and shuttled back and forth in the air.
A clear and surprising sound, with a bit of shyness, suddenly appeared, and the Elf Queen's Ten Thousand Golden Sky Golden Steps suddenly emitted a dazzling milky white brilliance, and then the light suddenly paused, and actually transformed into a soft-looking ray of light. Something fluttering in the air.
"Sword spike! It's sword spike!" Chu Yang's eyes narrowed, and his breathing almost stopped.
After Jin Buyao transformed into a new form, he turned into a pair of sword spikes, infinitely soft, infinitely affectionate and infinitely attached.
Floating in the air, there was a faint feeling of pity.
"Sword Spike..." Chu Yang felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart. Now, there was no surprise in his heart that he had finally found the eighth Nine Tribulations Sword. Instead, he was filled with the infinite gentle joy of "lost and found"... …
He took two steps forward impatiently, his face turned red, and his right hand trembled uncontrollably as he slowly stretched it out.
The sword spikes were floating pitifully in the air, as if they were waiting for something and worried about something...
Seeing Chu Yang reaching out to it, it seemed to finally feel relieved. It fell softly from the air and fell into Chu Yang's palm smoothly and smoothly.
A feeling of incomparable familiarity, infinite tenderness, and satisfaction suddenly arose in Chu Yang's heart.
Chu Yang even had an inexplicable urge to put the sword tassel on his mouth and kiss it, so he did it as soon as he thought of it; Chu Yang gently picked up the sword tassel and put it gently on his face, feeling the extremely soft and caring face. The sense of touch makes me feel indescribably happy and infinitely gratified.
The Nine Tribulations Sword that was still in mid-air let out a loud and extremely loud sword sound again, and the sword spike flew up from Chu Yang's hand and went forward lightly.
Silently, the first seven swords and the sword spikes came together like this, and suddenly a dazzling bright light suddenly emitted, soaring up into the sky, and it was soaring ninety thousand miles, no one knew how high it was, and no one knew how far it was. Far.
The Nine Tribulations Sword shuttled rapidly through the air, and in Chu Yang's Nine Tribulations Space, the sword spirit looked unusually dignified and solemn, sitting cross-legged.
A voice slowly sounded in Chu Yang's mind, soft and crisp, with infinite affection, as if someone was singing and dancing...
Chu Yang's dreamlike feeling arose again.
Just listen to the voice saying with infinite affection: "It is as light as a dream, and the mountain of blood and bones dances enchantingly; with a sword for thousands of miles, you don't ask, life and death follow you to the sky."
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