Shinto Emperor

Chapter 1405
The voice fell, and between the sky and the earth, many figures looked towards the sky.

Wind gallops, lightning flashes, and thunderstorms intersect.

A palace came from the sky.

In front of the palace, above the stairs, a figure, dressed in white, spotless, stood with his hands behind his back, standing there.

It seemed that in this world, no wind and rain could stop that figure.

At this moment, everyone's eyes gathered.

Qin Chen, come here!
In front of the Yuan Palace, he was dressed in white, and the heavy rain could not fall on the surface of his clothes at this moment.

Mrs. Xianyin, Ye Ziqing, Gu Xinyue, Shi Gandang, Li Xianyu, and Jiang Bai stood on the left side.

Mr. Li frowned when he saw the young man in white.

Patriarch Liantian's eyes also fell on the figure of the young man in white at this moment, but his face was puzzled.

"What are you? My king..."

"What are you?"

Yang Qingyun was the first to speak at this moment, and shouted: "Old man, your time of death is coming!"

Yang Qingyun's figure flashed and came to Qin Chen.

"Master!"

"Qingyun..."

Qin Chen looked at Yang Qingyun and opened his mouth.

This is the first time Qin Chen felt so embarrassed after recovering his memory.

Some words, really can not speak.

"Husband..."

Mrs. Xian Yin's eyes were red, and she looked at Yang Qingyun.

"what happened?"

Yang Qingyun showed a simple and honest expression, and under his handsome appearance, there was a bit of a silly smile.

In front of Qin Chen, he was an apprentice.

In terms of age, Qin Chen was older than him.

Moreover, Qin Chen said, told him about the wider world and heaven and earth, Qin Chen only lived for a long time, millions of years.

Anyway, in front of Qin Chen, he always looked like this.

Not the majestic King Yun.

Not the overlord of Qingchen Pavilion.

Not a husband, a father, just an apprentice.

"Are you worried about my injury?"

Yang Qingyun said with a silly smile: "This injury is nothing. Then Mr. Li is very powerful, but I am not bad either."

"Master, don't worry, it's just in time for you to come. I will deal with Mr. Li, and you will deal with Patriarch Liantian."

"Let's master and apprentice, fight side by side, let's kill to our heart's content."

At this moment, Yang Qingyun was in high spirits.

At the same time, Chu Menglin, Chu Qingfeng, and the four deputy pavilion masters, Wang Tong and Wang Lang, also leaned over at this moment.

At the same time, Tian Qingfeng, Ye Tiannan, Patriarch Baiyuan, Taichu Feng, Sheng Tianjue, Xuanyuan Daxiong, and the Lord of Stars also approached.

Patriarch Liantian, with seven priests, gathered together at this moment.

The three parties stopped their hands because of the arrival of Qin Chen and the others.

Yang Qingyun was alone, looking in all directions, he laughed and said, "Bastards, your time of death has come!"

This drink, the sound spreads thousands of miles.

The storm even stopped slightly because of this.

"Yang Qingyun!"

Patriarch Bai Yuan of Bai Hongxuan snorted at this moment with a gloomy expression.

"Qin Chen, right? He's been famous for a long time!"

"Madam Xianyin, you came from the direction of Tianwaixian, you must have seen it on the way? Xuanhun Patriarch and others failed to stop you, so you should know!"

"Yang Zixuan, Yang Ziye and Yang Fenghua, the bodies of these three people must have been too cold, right?"

Patriarch Bai Yuan laughed loudly at this moment.

"Yang Qingyun, so what if you have lived your entire life? Do you think that if you were aware of my blockade in advance, I would not know about it?"

"Even if you are aware of our blockade in advance and send someone to communicate in advance, that is also in our calculation."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Qingyun's face turned cold.

"Bai Yuan, what did you say?"

Yang Qingyun tensed up.

Patriarch Bai Yuan laughed and said: "It seems that your wife can't bear to tell you!"

Yang Qingyun stared blankly, looked at Qin Chen, and then at Xianyin.

"Master, Yinyin, Zixuan...they...you should have met, right?"

Yang Qingyun's eyes showed a hint of longing.

"Husband..."

At this moment, Mrs. Xianyin looked at Yang Qingyun without any trace of irascibility.

"father……"

A cry sounded from the palace at this moment.

Yang Ziye, sitting in a corner of the palace at the moment, looked at Yang Qingyun.

Hearing this cry, Yang Qingyun's body trembled.

Very weak, he could hear it!
Qin Chen and the others pushed aside and looked into the hall.

On the cold slate floor, there were two corpses without a trace of breath.

Only Yang Ziye looked at Yang Qingyun with tears in his eyes.

"Ziye..."

At this moment, Yang Qingyun walked towards the main hall, his body trembling.

Yang Ziye's eyes were full of anger, self-blame, bitterness, pain...

"Dad, I'm sorry!"

Tears welled up in Yang Ziye's eyes, and he couldn't help but said: "We were ambushed by the three deputy masters of the Tiandi Pavilion and Patriarch Xuanhun, they have been waiting for a long time."

"They know that you can detect the fluctuation of the king's formation in advance, waiting for us to go...to die..."

"Master and mother have arrived, eldest brother and Fenghua... are dead... I..."

"Master tried his best and urged the secret method, but elder brother and Fenghua..."

At this moment, Yang Ziye could no longer speak.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

Yang Fengtian, Yang Fengyun, and Yang Ziye's daughter Yang Yuxuan flew to the front of the Yuan Palace at this moment.

Two corpses!

Yang Zixuan!
Yang Fenghua!
At this moment, Yang Qingyun was dumbfounded.

With trembling hands, he lifted the white cloth from the corpse, his head seemed to buzz, completely blank.

Step by step, he climbed out of the hall and came to Qin Chen's side.

Yang Qingyun fell to his knees with a plop.

"Master..."

Qin Chen looked down.

He also saw the look of those eyes 8 years ago.

pain!

extreme pain.

One son and one grandson died.

No one can bear it.

Yang Qingyun is his apprentice, just like him, he values ​​affection.

One son and one grandson died, the blow was too great.

"Yun'er..."

Qin Chen gently brushed Yang Qingyun's head, exhaled, and said slowly: "If you want to cry... just cry..."

"Woooo..."

"It was my fault……"

"I killed them..."

At this moment, Yang Qingyun couldn't bear it anymore.

Lying at Qin Chen's feet, weeping bitterly.

Knowing that the Tiandi Pavilion was besieged and killed, he would not cry or be afraid.

Even if the purgatory tribe appeared, he would not cry or be afraid.

He has no fear!
But now, I really can't help it.

At this moment, Qin Chen looked at Yang Qingyun who was curled up at his feet, his body was trembling, and his uncontrollable sadness affected several people.

Some things have happened and he can't change them.

But some things haven't happened yet, and he can change them.

For a while, Mrs. Xian Yin couldn't stop crying, Shi Gandang's eyes were also red at this moment.

"Yang Ziye is not dead?"

Patriarch Bai Yuan stood still in the air at this moment, laughed loudly and said, "Yang Qingyun, how does it feel for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person? I, Patriarch Bai Yuan, congratulate me, haha..."

"Is it funny?"

A voice sounded at this moment.

Qin Chen looked at Patriarch Bai Yuan, and said indifferently, "I ask you, is it funny?"

"What are you? My king's Bai Hongxuan has been suppressed by Qingchen Pavilion for tens of thousands of years. Today, seeing the mighty King Yun is so miserable. This king is happy. Can you control it?"

"I……"

Qin Chen looked at Patriarch Bai Yuan, and said indifferently, "It's up to you!"

After drinking it with one word, Qin Chen grabbed it with his palm in the air.

However, in an instant, a palm was faster than Qin Chen.

(End of this chapter)