Chapter 632： Haha personality

Chapter 632 Haha has a personality

"I'll tell you later." Tan Yun said, hugging Nangong Yuqin's waistband, and said, "Nine years ago, when we tried together in the land of eternity, didn't I leave the land of eternity? "

"In the three years I stayed in the land of eternity, I entered the depths of the God Burial Abyss and saw the Prehistoric Sword."

"When you and I were enemies, I didn't take the Divine Sword away. In the future, if I have the opportunity, I will take you into the God Burying Abyss again, and let you meet the Great Desolate God. Then, I will help you put the Great Desolate Sword on its bones. Take it down, you can only truly exert the power of the Prehistoric Sword Art when you get the Prehistoric Sword."

Hearing this, Nangong Yuqin was overwhelmed with excitement, "Tan Yun, who is the Lord of Honghuang?"

Tan Yun said melancholy: "In ancient times, the first battle of the gods was led by two gods of justice."

"One is the Wilderness God Lord, and the second is the Great Wilderness God Lord, and the swordsmanship you practiced in the Great Wilderness is exactly the technique that the Honghuang God Lord used to shock all the heavens and gods."

"This exercise is extremely powerful, you absolutely must not give it to anyone else, do you remember?"

Nangong Yuqin nodded, "Well, I remember."

Nangong Yuqin's beautiful eyes showed a look of fascination, "Tan Yun, when I had a decisive battle with you, I found that you can fly in the sky in this sword formation, can you let me also feel the feeling of flying through the sky?"

Saying that, Nangong Yuqin stretched out his jade hand, Tan Yun smiled brightly, and took Nangong Yuqin into the air, flying at high speed in the chaotic void.

"Tan Yun, I'm so happy!" Nangong Yuqin, who was soaring in the sky, was very happy.

"I'm happy too..."

"..."

In the Hongmeng Tu Divine Sword formation, the laughter lasted for half an hour before it became quiet.

"Whoosh!"

Tan Yunhuan hugged Nangong Yuqin and swept down the void, with deep pity and love in his starry eyes, "Yuqin, your heart disease can be temporarily suppressed after you are promoted to the spirit realm."

"After you are promoted to Divine Soul Realm, you still have thirty years of lifespan. After the trial is over, I will make a medicinal pill for you to save you."

"While I haven't refined the medicinal pills, you must promise me that you will not take any medicinal pills for heart disease. Although these medicinal pills can relieve your pain, they will also aggravate your condition."

"During this period, you can only endure the pain, there is no other way." Tan Yun hugged Nangong Yuqin tightly, tears moistened his eyes, "I love you so much, I really want to bear this broken heart for you. pain."

"Tan Yun, don't be sad, otherwise, I'll be sad too." Nangong Yuqin's tears blurred her vision, "This pain is nothing, as long as I can be with you in the future, I can bear any pain."

The two hugged each other tightly, not letting go for a long time.

"Yuqin, I can hear from Zhuge Yu that if I want to marry you, your father and mother will not agree." Tan Yun said loudly: "But don't worry, I will marry you one day."

"Well, I'll wait for you..." When Nangong Yuqin spoke in a trembling voice, her tears fell on Tan Yun's shoulders.

She was extremely panicked, and she was worried that she could not wait for the day when Tan Yun would marry her, she would be married to Ru Yanchen as the victim of the marriage between the Holy Dynasty and the Eternal Immortal Sect.

Nangong Yuqin left Tan Yun's arms, stared at Tan Yun with tears in her eyes, and said softly, "Tan Yun, you have to promise me that you will marry me as soon as possible, okay?"

"Yeah!" Tan Yun nodded heavily, "When I have enough strength, the first thing I will do is to propose marriage to your father and mother."

"The second thing is to slash the person who erased your memory by a thousand swords!"

"You're so nice, I really want to be with you forever." Nangong Yuqin closed her eyes and stood on tiptoe, "Kiss...kiss me."

...

In the blink of an eye, another half an hour passed.

On the ascending platform, the disciples of the Divine Soul Immortal Palace were in an uproar:

"What's the situation? It's been more than an hour, how come the saintess and Tan Yun have not decided the winner?"

"Yeah! I have to say that Tan Yun is really strong, and he has been able to hold it up until now in the hands of the Holy Maiden!"

"Everyone, don't be impatient, just wait! The one who survived must be our saintess!"

"..."

At this moment, Tantai Xuanzhong's heart also hangs on the pavilion. He is eager for Tan Yun to win!

He was worried that Tan Yun would arrive early and unexpectedly!

"Look, everyone! The sword formation is broken!" At this moment, an exclamation sounded from the crowd.

Everyone raised their eyes to look, but when the curtain blocking the field of vision collapsed and became invisible, a figure spurted blood, flew upside down, and smashed down the stage with a loud noise!

Who else could it be if it wasn't Tan Yun?

"puff!"

Tan Yun fell to the ground, his face pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Was Tan Yun injured by Nangong Yuqin? No, of course not!

He did this himself, for no other reason, he just wanted to let Nangong Yuqin win and not be punished by Zhuge Yu.

As for the third game, Tan Yun believed that Zhong Wu Shiyao could defeat He Chaoyang of the Soul Immortal Palace.

"Tan Yun!"

"Brother-in-law!"

Mu Mengjia, Zhong Wu Shiyao, and Xue Ziyan came to Tan Yun in a flash, and the three girls were worried.

"Whoosh!"

On the pavilion, Tantai Xuanzhong and Shen Subing disappeared together, and then appeared in front of Tan Yun.

When Shen Subing was about to help Tan Yun, Tan Yun was helped by Zhong Wu Shiyao.

"Sect Master, Chief, the disciple is fine, but suffered some internal injuries." Tan Yun bowed to Tantai Xuanzhong and Shen Subing: "I'm sorry, I have disappointed you."

"It's okay, winning or losing is a matter of life in the military, as long as you are alive!" Tantai Xuanzhong was relieved to see that Tan Yun was fine.

"Tan Yun, the sect master is right." Shen Subing said softly: "This is a draw, and there is still one more game to win or lose. I believe Shi Yao will win."

"Yeah." Tan Yun nodded, and when he was talking to a few people, the five million disciples of the Immortal Palace looked up in admiration, and Nangong Yuqin, whose right arm was bleeding on the high platform, made a tidal sound of excitement:

"Hahaha, great! Our saintess won!"

"Let's just say it! Our saint is a genius that my palace has never met in a thousand years. How could she lose to a mere Tan Yun!"

"That's natural, but the only fly in the ointment is that the saint didn't kill Tan Yun..."

"..."

On the high platform, Nangong Yuqin ignored everyone's evaluation of her worship. She looked down at Tan Yun with cold eyes, but in fact, her heart was full of sweetness and happiness.

Because just now, in order to let Tan Yun win, she cut her right arm with a sword, and when she was about to pretend to escape from death in Tan Yun's hands, Tan Yun pulled her back to the center of the high platform, and Tan Yun himself slapped her. In the middle of the chest, the blood spurted out of the mouth, posing as if she had been knocked off the high platform.

"Whoosh!"

At this time, a figure swept up the high platform and turned into Ru Yanchen. When he stepped forward to help Nangong Yuqin, Nangong Yuqin left a sentence "I'm fine" and swept off the high platform coldly!

"Have a personality, haha, have a personality!" Ru Yanchen sneered in her heart: "It won't be long, after I marry you, see how I train you!"