Chapter 700
If audio player doesn't work, press Stop then Play button again
The wanjian Pavilion in wanjian mountain has a long history. However, few people come to the imperial palace where Sima Annan and you Ruier are located. Therefore, apart from muronghe, few people can see the magnificent scene of sunrise in the sea of clouds.
Sunrise, East Kuma, as if from the clouds.
You Ruier's eyes reflect the rising sun. With a bright smile, she patted Sima Annan on the shoulder and said softly:
"this is the most beautiful sunrise I've ever seen in my life. Miss Sima Annan, I'd like to forgive you for your rude behavior of disturbing my sleep."
"Then I really want to thank you for your generosity."
Sima Annan took out a folding fan from his arms, gently swayed, continued to speak, and his voice came out faintly:
"did you feel that last night was particularly long and you didn't sleep much, so you should not squint for a while
After the boy fell down with concern, you Ruier shook his head, then raised his hands and stretched out a stretch. Suddenly, he showed his amazing, exquisite and graceful figure. He opened his mouth and replied:
"Sima Annan, I feel very tired after leaving Beijing for such a long time."
"You are homesick."
You Ruier continued to lift his right hand, supported his round white chin, staring at the sea of clouds in front of me, and continued to reply:
"I miss my mother. This is the first time I haven't spent the new year at home. My mother and father must be very lonely. To tell the truth, I must be a daughter, in the eyes of others, it must be very unfilial."
You Ruier turned her head and looked at Sima Annan's serious face, showing a wry smile. A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, her red lips lit up, and her voice continued to speak softly:
"I once thought of compromising on this point and living according to my father's arrangement, but I said I couldn't convince myself."
"I understand."
Sima Annan shook the folding fan and looked at the sea of clouds in front of him. He opened his mouth gently. After a breath, he sighed and patted you Ruier on the shoulder.
"I used to be like you, but I'm more unfilial. I've been home for nearly ten years since I left."
According to usual, you Ruier, who has a hot temper, will glare at Sima Annan's slapping his shoulder. However, at this time, the two people in the same situation seem to feel each other.
Sima Annan likes to speak freely, but in fact he has a very thin face. So he just patted and then drew back his hand. Then he seemed to think of something and fell into a long silence.
Mr. Sima, who has always been jumping off, is extremely abnormal and does not speak, which makes you Ruier a little different. Then the latter side over and says with some curiosity:
"Sima Annan, you are so serious all the time, but I'm not used to it."
Sima Annan looked at the girl's eyes and hesitated over her handsome face. Then he opened his mouth and said:
"Ruier, there is one thing I think I'd better tell you."
Looking at Sima Annan's solemn face, you Ruier gradually put away the smile on his face and said in a low voice:
"what's the matter? But it has something to do with me? "
Sima Annan nodded, gently took out a letter from his arms and handed it to the girl beside him. The voice continued to spread: "this is the message sent from the capital city last night. Your father was directly arrested by the army of Tian Hui. And this morning, his majesty personally examined him in the white emperor palace!"
As soon as Sima Annan said this, you Ruier's right hand shook violently when he took the envelope. Then he opened it, looked up and bit his lips. Without hesitation, he said directly:
"Sima Annan, I know you must have a transmission scroll on you. Give me one, and I will go back to the capital immediately."
"You rui'er, I'm guarding here now, and I can't leave. Once you go back to the capital city alone, I can't protect you any more. Do you understand?"
Sima Annan's expression is very solemn, and his voice is full of solemnity. On the other hand, you Ruier shows the strength and calmness of women of the same age.
The girl who dares to love and hate solemnly nods and continues to speak:
"I understand that this is a matter of my own family. In any case, I don't want to involve you in it."
As the voice dropped, you Ruier stretched out his right hand and spread it out. The meaning was self-evident. Then Sima Annan sighed and did not hesitate. He took a palm sized scroll from his arms and put it on the palm of the former.
You Ruier holds the transmission scroll tightly in her hand and looks at the teenager sitting on the ground below. Her face changes and she stops talking. At last, she only says a few words to her mouth:
"thank you!"
After that, the girl directly tore up the transmission scroll and chose Shenjing station. On the top of the high Pavilion in the center of the sword Pavilion, a blue and white transmission light column rose. After three breaths, the light column disappeared in place with you Ruier's figure.
The transmission light column dissipated, and Sima Annan sat alone on the top of the pavilion. The gusty wind blew his clothes and hair back. From a distance, he even felt like he was out of the dust.But at this time, the young man's face was particularly melancholy, even with a bit of confusion. The most excellent person in Shenji Pavilion walked around, staring at the constantly surging clouds in front of him, and murmured: "why, my heart is clearly blocked, but I still can't figure out anything. Your Majesty, your majesty, you have given me a big problem."
Just as Sima Annan was alone melancholy, a thick fog was floating on the top of wanjian mountain, the vast and incomparable sword burial lake. The fog was not natural gray white, but green, containing the blue color of infinite sword gas.
If the disciples of the sword Pavilion were still here, they would not be unfamiliar with this kind of green color, because for the past half a year, the green lotus that once represented the chance of becoming a saint was gradually taking shape.
However, just last night, the green lotus, which was made up of all the sword Qi of the whole burial sword Lake, was cut out by Murong and Zhizhi, and was completely exhausted. But now, the blue mist is surging over the lake again, which represents a very unusual significance.
In the fog, muronghe, not tall and wearing a coir raincoat, sat firmly on the ground, his eyes calmly staring at the crystal clear lake. Under the surface of the lake, countless sword spirits were inserted at the bottom of the lake, leaning slightly towards his direction, as if in worship and submission.
Then Murong and his ordinary face appeared some thinking and murmured:
"only the purest sword can go to the direction it wants to go. I am a sword. It turns out that I was before me, not pure enough, but more pure."
Murong and closed his eyes. His whole body sank into the lake and sank to the bottom of the lake.
He became a sword, which was the same as the countless swords at the bottom of the lake.
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
The wanjian Pavilion in wanjian mountain has a long history. However, few people come to the imperial palace where Sima Annan and you Ruier are located. Therefore, apart from muronghe, few people can see the magnificent scene of sunrise in the sea of clouds.
Sunrise, East Kuma, as if from the clouds.
You Ruier's eyes reflect the rising sun. With a bright smile, she patted Sima Annan on the shoulder and said softly:
"this is the most beautiful sunrise I've ever seen in my life. Miss Sima Annan, I'd like to forgive you for your rude behavior of disturbing my sleep."
"Then I really want to thank you for your generosity."
Sima Annan took out a folding fan from his arms, gently swayed, continued to speak, and his voice came out faintly:
"did you feel that last night was particularly long and you didn't sleep much, so you should not squint for a while
After the boy fell down with concern, you Ruier shook his head, then raised his hands and stretched out a stretch. Suddenly, he showed his amazing, exquisite and graceful figure. He opened his mouth and replied:
"Sima Annan, I feel very tired after leaving Beijing for such a long time."
"You are homesick."
You Ruier continued to lift his right hand, supported his round white chin, staring at the sea of clouds in front of me, and continued to reply:
"I miss my mother. This is the first time I haven't spent the new year at home. My mother and father must be very lonely. To tell the truth, I must be a daughter, in the eyes of others, it must be very unfilial."
You Ruier turned her head and looked at Sima Annan's serious face, showing a wry smile. A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, her red lips lit up, and her voice continued to speak softly:
"I once thought of compromising on this point and living according to my father's arrangement, but I said I couldn't convince myself."
"I understand."
Sima Annan shook the folding fan and looked at the sea of clouds in front of him. He opened his mouth gently. After a breath, he sighed and patted you Ruier on the shoulder.
"I used to be like you, but I'm more unfilial. I've been home for nearly ten years since I left."
According to usual, you Ruier, who has a hot temper, will glare at Sima Annan's slapping his shoulder. However, at this time, the two people in the same situation seem to feel each other.
Sima Annan likes to speak freely, but in fact he has a very thin face. So he just patted and then drew back his hand. Then he seemed to think of something and fell into a long silence.
Mr. Sima, who has always been jumping off, is extremely abnormal and does not speak, which makes you Ruier a little different. Then the latter side over and says with some curiosity:
"Sima Annan, you are so serious all the time, but I'm not used to it."
Sima Annan looked at the girl's eyes and hesitated over her handsome face. Then he opened his mouth and said:
"Ruier, there is one thing I think I'd better tell you."
Looking at Sima Annan's solemn face, you Ruier gradually put away the smile on his face and said in a low voice:
"what's the matter? But it has something to do with me? "
Sima Annan nodded, gently took out a letter from his arms and handed it to the girl beside him. The voice continued to spread: "this is the message sent from the capital city last night. Your father was directly arrested by the army of Tian Hui. And this morning, his majesty personally examined him in the white emperor palace!"
As soon as Sima Annan said this, you Ruier's right hand shook violently when he took the envelope. Then he opened it, looked up and bit his lips. Without hesitation, he said directly:
"Sima Annan, I know you must have a transmission scroll on you. Give me one, and I will go back to the capital immediately."
"You rui'er, I'm guarding here now, and I can't leave. Once you go back to the capital city alone, I can't protect you any more. Do you understand?"
Sima Annan's expression is very solemn, and his voice is full of solemnity. On the other hand, you Ruier shows the strength and calmness of women of the same age.
The girl who dares to love and hate solemnly nods and continues to speak:
"I understand that this is a matter of my own family. In any case, I don't want to involve you in it."
As the voice dropped, you Ruier stretched out his right hand and spread it out. The meaning was self-evident. Then Sima Annan sighed and did not hesitate. He took a palm sized scroll from his arms and put it on the palm of the former.
You Ruier holds the transmission scroll tightly in her hand and looks at the teenager sitting on the ground below. Her face changes and she stops talking. At last, she only says a few words to her mouth:
"thank you!"
After that, the girl directly tore up the transmission scroll and chose Shenjing station. On the top of the high Pavilion in the center of the sword Pavilion, a blue and white transmission light column rose. After three breaths, the light column disappeared in place with you Ruier's figure.
The transmission light column dissipated, and Sima Annan sat alone on the top of the pavilion. The gusty wind blew his clothes and hair back. From a distance, he even felt like he was out of the dust.But at this time, the young man's face was particularly melancholy, even with a bit of confusion. The most excellent person in Shenji Pavilion walked around, staring at the constantly surging clouds in front of him, and murmured: "why, my heart is clearly blocked, but I still can't figure out anything. Your Majesty, your majesty, you have given me a big problem."
Just as Sima Annan was alone melancholy, a thick fog was floating on the top of wanjian mountain, the vast and incomparable sword burial lake. The fog was not natural gray white, but green, containing the blue color of infinite sword gas.
If the disciples of the sword Pavilion were still here, they would not be unfamiliar with this kind of green color, because for the past half a year, the green lotus that once represented the chance of becoming a saint was gradually taking shape.
However, just last night, the green lotus, which was made up of all the sword Qi of the whole burial sword Lake, was cut out by Murong and Zhizhi, and was completely exhausted. But now, the blue mist is surging over the lake again, which represents a very unusual significance.
In the fog, muronghe, not tall and wearing a coir raincoat, sat firmly on the ground, his eyes calmly staring at the crystal clear lake. Under the surface of the lake, countless sword spirits were inserted at the bottom of the lake, leaning slightly towards his direction, as if in worship and submission.
Then Murong and his ordinary face appeared some thinking and murmured:
"only the purest sword can go to the direction it wants to go. I am a sword. It turns out that I was before me, not pure enough, but more pure."
Murong and closed his eyes. His whole body sank into the lake and sank to the bottom of the lake.
He became a sword, which was the same as the countless swords at the bottom of the lake.
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
The wanjian Pavilion in wanjian mountain has a long history. However, few people come to the imperial palace where Sima Annan and you Ruier are located. Therefore, apart from muronghe, few people can see the magnificent scene of sunrise in the sea of clouds. Sunrise, East Kuma, as if from the clouds. You Ruier's eyes reflect the rising sun. With a bright smile, she patted Sima Annan on the shoulder and said softly: "this is the most beautiful sunrise I've ever seen in my life. Miss Sima Annan, I'd like to forgive you for your rude behavior of disturbing my sleep." "Then I really want to thank you for your generosity." Sima Annan took out a folding fan from his arms, gently swayed, continued to speak, and his voice came out faintly: "did you feel that last night was particularly long and you didn't sleep much, so you should not squint for a while After the boy fell down with concern, you Ruier shook his head, then raised his hands and stretched out a stretch. Suddenly, he showed his amazing, exquisite and graceful figure. He opened his mouth and replied: "Sima Annan, I feel very tired after leaving Beijing for such a long time." "You are homesick." You Ruier continued to lift his right hand, supported his round white chin, staring at the sea of clouds in front of me, and continued to reply: "I miss my mother. This is the first time I haven't spent the new year at home. My mother and father must be very lonely. To tell the truth, I must be a daughter, in the eyes of others, it must be very unfilial." You Ruier turned her head and looked at Sima Annan's serious face, showing a wry smile. A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, her red lips lit up, and her voice continued to speak softly: "I once thought of compromising on this point and living according to my father's arrangement, but I said I couldn't convince myself." "I understand." Sima Annan shook the folding fan and looked at the sea of clouds in front of him. He opened his mouth gently. After a breath, he sighed and patted you Ruier on the shoulder. "I used to be like you, but I'm more unfilial. I've been home for nearly ten years since I left." According to usual, you Ruier, who has a hot temper, will glare at Sima Annan's slapping his shoulder. However, at this time, the two people in the same situation seem to feel each other. Sima Annan likes to speak freely, but in fact he has a very thin face. So he just patted and then drew back his hand. Then he seemed to think of something and fell into a long silence. Mr. Sima, who has always been jumping off, is extremely abnormal and does not speak, which makes you Ruier a little different. Then the latter side over and says with some curiosity: "Sima Annan, you are so serious all the time, but I'm not used to it." Sima Annan looked at the girl's eyes and hesitated over her handsome face. Then he opened his mouth and said: "Ruier, there is one thing I think I'd better tell you." Looking at Sima Annan's solemn face, you Ruier gradually put away the smile on his face and said in a low voice: "what's the matter? But it has something to do with me? " Sima Annan nodded, gently took out a letter from his arms and handed it to the girl beside him. The voice continued to spread: "this is the message sent from the capital city last night. Your father was directly arrested by the army of Tian Hui. And this morning, his majesty personally examined him in the white emperor palace!" As soon as Sima Annan said this, you Ruier's right hand shook violently when he took the envelope. Then he opened it, looked up and bit his lips. Without hesitation, he said directly: "Sima Annan, I know you must have a transmission scroll on you. Give me one, and I will go back to the capital immediately." "You rui'er, I'm guarding here now, and I can't leave. Once you go back to the capital city alone, I can't protect you any more. Do you understand?" Sima Annan's expression is very solemn, and his voice is full of solemnity. On the other hand, you Ruier shows the strength and calmness of women of the same age. The girl who dares to love and hate solemnly nods and continues to speak: "I understand that this is a matter of my own family. In any case, I don't want to involve you in it." As the voice dropped, you Ruier stretched out his right hand and spread it out. The meaning was self-evident. Then Sima Annan sighed and did not hesitate. He took a palm sized scroll from his arms and put it on the palm of the former. You Ruier holds the transmission scroll tightly in her hand and looks at the teenager sitting on the ground below. Her face changes and she stops talking. At last, she only says a few words to her mouth: "thank you!" After that, the girl directly tore up the transmission scroll and chose Shenjing station. On the top of the high Pavilion in the center of the sword Pavilion, a blue and white transmission light column rose. After three breaths, the light column disappeared in place with you Ruier's figure. The transmission light column dissipated, and Sima Annan sat alone on the top of the pavilion. The gusty wind blew his clothes and hair back. From a distance, he even felt like he was out of the dust.But at this time, the young man's face was particularly melancholy, even with a bit of confusion. The most excellent person in Shenji Pavilion walked around, staring at the constantly surging clouds in front of him, and murmured: "why, my heart is clearly blocked, but I still can't figure out anything. Your Majesty, your majesty, you have given me a big problem." Just as Sima Annan was alone melancholy, a thick fog was floating on the top of wanjian mountain, the vast and incomparable sword burial lake. The fog was not natural gray white, but green, containing the blue color of infinite sword gas. If the disciples of the sword Pavilion were still here, they would not be unfamiliar with this kind of green color, because for the past half a year, the green lotus that once represented the chance of becoming a saint was gradually taking shape. However, just last night, the green lotus, which was made up of all the sword Qi of the whole burial sword Lake, was cut out by Murong and Zhizhi, and was completely exhausted. But now, the blue mist is surging over the lake again, which represents a very unusual significance. In the fog, muronghe, not tall and wearing a coir raincoat, sat firmly on the ground, his eyes calmly staring at the crystal clear lake. Under the surface of the lake, countless sword spirits were inserted at the bottom of the lake, leaning slightly towards his direction, as if in worship and submission. Then Murong and his ordinary face appeared some thinking and murmured: "only the purest sword can go to the direction it wants to go. I am a sword. It turns out that I was before me, not pure enough, but more pure." Murong and closed his eyes. His whole body sank into the lake and sank to the bottom of the lake. He became a sword, which was the same as the countless swords at the bottom of the lake. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
