Chapter 1073

The cold feeling of endless snow field, frozen through thousands of years, is cold and piercing. Chu Xingyun's injury is serious. His long stay, violent mood fluctuation and uncontrolled drinking all make him hurt.

When Chu Xingyun woke up, it was two days later.

At the moment of his coma, Taixu devouring Python rescued him, directly smashed the void, and instantly returned to the courtyard deep in wanjian mountain.

When Shui Qianyue saw the dying Chu Xingyun, she almost fainted on the spot. Chu, who was still a toddler, accidentally fell and fell on the ground, wailing. The courtyard was in a mess.

Fortunately, after two days of careful care, Chu Xingyun gradually recovered from his coma, but his body was still weak, his eyes were deep and he did not say a word.

Seeing him like this, Shui Qianyue was very sensible and didn't ask much. She took care of Chu unintentionally while taking care of Chu Xingyun. She didn't tell anyone about it, as if it had never happened.

The only difference is that during this period of time, Shui Qianyue hid Chu Xingyun's liquor. Chu intentionally and deliberately smashed the wine pot in the courtyard, and his pink face was filled with disgust.

Besides, the courtyard is peaceful.

Seven days later, Chu Xingyun's injury was finally improved, and he was able to walk out of bed. However, he was still weak. He wore a mink robe and looked at the snow all over the sky and coughed from time to time.

On this day, Chu Xingyun did not meditate in the courtyard as usual. He put on his black clothes again and carried a black hole epee. Accompanied by water Qianyue, he walked out of the courtyard.

There are many people gathered in wanjian hall.

Wu Jingxue, Mo Wanggong, Bai Li crazy Sheng, Ning Lefan and Xia Qingcheng were also present. All the elders and high-level people of wanjian Pavilion had been waiting for him. All of them were looking forward to Chu Xingyun.

At the same time, outside the wanjian hall, all the forces of the northern wasteland, the ancient city, the ancestral gate, and the Lords of the imperial court came to wanjian Pavilion one after another, looking around curiously.

, "a year ago, ten thousand Jiange broke through the nine cold palace. We finally had to endure the enslavement of the nine palace in the Seven Star Valley. Only the simultaneous interpreting of the death and death of the owner of the palace has been delayed. Today, he said that he wanted to mourn the martyrs who died in the war. So he is not as serious as the hearsay, but this is my blessing in Jiange."

"The dead are dead and the swords will last forever. The pavilion master gathered us here to mourn for us. It is rare for such a person to have both benevolence and righteousness. What's more, without the help of the pavilion master, we would not have been able to develop to the present level."

"The government of benevolence was vigorously carried out by the cabinet leader, and many commercial routes were established in the northern wasteland. In a short period of one year, all cities and regions developed rapidly, and there was no more war and turmoil. How could we not support it?"

Many of the leaders of the forces spoke out, either from the Seven Star Valley, or from the endless snow, and even from remote areas. Their faces were full of praise and support.

However, there are also indifferent people in the crowd. They look around with their eyes and carefully look at the whole wanjian Pavilion. Even if they talk aloud, they are only a few words, which shows a faint sense of arrogance.

They are also the masters of power, all over the northern wasteland. Although they are not on the opposite side of wanjian Pavilion, they have caused some confusion and rebellious intention.

At this time, in the wanjian hall, a group of figures finally stepped out and came to the public's vision.

All of a sudden, all the voices of discussion in the space dissipated, and everyone felt a violent shock in their minds. Subconsciously, they raised their backs and focused their eyes on the palace of wanjian.

Da da da da da

Under the gaze of the crowd, a series of subtle footfalls sounded. The crowd moved their steps and made way for a passage. At the end of the field of vision, Chu Xingyun in black appeared there.

He walked slowly, with a handsome face and deep eyes. The black hole Epee behind him did not come out of its sheath, but the light of the sword rushed up into the sky and tore off a layer of clouds. The atmosphere of the whole space was strongly suppressed, and the crowd could not breathe.

"How powerful, this is the real master of the northern famine!" In the crowd, a faint exclamation sounded. In an instant, the idea was deeply imprinted in the hearts of the people. A strong sense of worship surged out of the body.

"I've seen the master of the Pavilion!"

At the same moment, the leaders of all forces knelt down on one knee, their heads drooping, and they did not dare to look directly into Chu Xingyun's eyes.

Among them, the leaders of rebellious forces are also astonished.

When they saw Chu Xingyun, the rebellious and disturbing thoughts in their hearts all disappeared. This kind of prestige was just like the Lord of heaven and earth. Compared with it, they were no different from humble ants and chose to submit instantly.

"A year ago, I led the army into the endless snow field, broke through the nine cold peaks, killed the night blood clothes, and spared the northern wilderness from enslavement. Since then, I have been in the wanjian mountain retreat, rarely appeared, and the affairs of the wanjian pavilion have been handed over to the elders. However, some areas of the Northern Wilderness have been in chaos."

Chu Xingyun spoke indifferently, and his words made the hearts of some masters of forces twitch wildly. They looked up at Chu Xingyun in a panic, and suddenly felt Chu Xingyun's eyes like a sword. The imitation of Buddha's light was a look in his eyes, which could kill them.Just when they were dead and grey, Chu Xingyun just gave a faint smile and continued: "however, today's northern wasteland has been under the control of wanjian Pavilion, with 10 billion people and one mind. These subtle chaos will disappear completely. Otherwise, how can we be worthy of the countless heroes who died in the war at the beginning."

"It is not only the efforts of Wan Jian Ge that can make the Northern Wilderness peaceful today, but also rely on the hard work of those heroes. They may come from your side, or your relatives and friends. Whether it is for ourselves or for the sake of thousands of heroes, we should work together to revitalize the northern wasteland."

As the last voice fell, the breath of Chu Xingyun became sharper. A crowd of people from the pavilion of swords were staring at the same time, and the breath was blooming. They suddenly stood between heaven and earth.

Buzz!

The sword sings and roars, and the void vibrates.

This sword is like a miracle.

The crowd below raised their heads and gazed at the scene. Their faces were full of hot and thoughtful thoughts. Even many people stood up and quietly exuded a grand atmosphere and merged into the sword of Lingtian.

It was at this moment that the sword of Ling Tian became as high as a thousand feet. It was towering and mighty. It seemed to be immortal. Even if it was hundreds of miles away, it could be clearly seen!

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