On the street leading to the Prince's Mansion, the sound of horse hooves and wheels suddenly sounded, mixed with the sound of wind and snow. The ground shook slightly, and the real owner had not yet appeared, but there was a momentum rushing towards his face, which added to endless imagination.
force.
"Coming!"
As the sound of horse hooves got closer and closer, the warriors on nearby floors and streets became more and more expectant.
In the distance, he saw a mighty procession, led by eight golden dragon-scaled horses, approaching slowly.
Dragon scale horses are horses with a trace of true dragon blood. This trace of true dragon blood is different from the mutated blood dragon horses. They are very pure. They are rare in number. Today, the Great Qin Empire only has eight horses in captivity in Shence Camp.
The eight golden dragon-scaled horses in front of me are extremely respectful, with golden fur, and are handsome and mysterious. They are extremely conspicuous in the wind and snow.
Nowadays, this dragon-scaled horse is regarded more as an auspicious beast and only appears when the royal family welcomes distinguished guests.
But ordinary distinguished guests can only use three or four skins at most.
It is almost impossible for eight dragon scale horses to appear at the same time.
The knights on the dragon-scale horses are even more powerful and capable of controlling the dragon-scale horses. They have a special title in the Shence camp and are called dragon-scale guards.
The threshold is the cultivation of the ninth level of Xuanwu. Not only that, but one must also achieve great military exploits in order to have this honor.
The eight dragon scale guards, wearing bright armor, are full of splendor and splendor, each with extraordinary heroic appearance and boundless handsomeness.
Only the eldest prince can achieve such a grand display.
I have to say that this wedding was indeed eye-catching and grand.
A hundred meters behind the eight Dragon Scale Guards, there were eight more silver horses, pulling a bright and luxurious carriage, driving slowly in the snow.
The silver wheels are inlaid with bright pearls. The carriage has no hood and only a high-erected canopy.
Under the canopy, the two people sat upright, receiving attention from all directions.
There is no doubt that these two people are naturally the real owners today, His Highness the First Prince Qin Yu and Lingxiao Jiange Xinyan.
The eldest prince is already of extraordinary aura, rich and handsome, and now that he is dressed in fine clothes, he is even more energetic and graceful.
Next to her, Xin Yan, a phoenix crown, usually does not wear rouge or pink. Today, she has red lips and flaming makeup, and her face is as beautiful as a flower. However, her expression is indifferent, expressionless, neither happy nor sad. In this cold wind and heavy snow, she looks...
She is so cold and aloof that people dare not look directly at her.
"So beautiful! There have long been rumors that this Xinyan is the most beautiful woman in Lingxiao Jiange. Looking at it today, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the most beautiful woman in the Qin Empire."
"It's a pity that after today, you will belong to the eldest prince. It is not an grievance to marry the eldest prince."
"Haha, this wedding was held inexplicably. It was arranged in a hurry in ten days. It's not like a royal style at all. Who knows what's hidden in it."
"That's true. Brother Xinyan died not long ago. Logically speaking, you shouldn't marry someone in such a hurry."
"According to rumors, Wang Yan was the one who killed Xin Jue, and the man behind the scenes was the eldest prince Qin Yu."
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't talk nonsense without evidence."
"Haha, evidence? Wang Yan definitely did not kill Ruoxin. Is it necessary for Lin Yun to cut off his mysterious veins and kill him in public? As for Wang Yan, no one in the Qin Dynasty knew that he was Qin Yu's lackey. If it weren't for Qin Yu
Even with his support and a hundred courages, he didn't dare to kill Xin Jue."
"Speaking of which... Lin Yun is really a pity. Alas, such a monster actually cut off his profound veins and ruined his future. He has such a strong temper.
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Behind the bustle, there are also some criticisms.
No one is a fool. There are too many weird things about this wedding, and the eldest prince Qin Yu created such a grand pomp. He probably had the intention to suppress these criticisms.
Unfortunately, the effect is not that good.
It's just that after all, he is the current eldest prince, with a high position and authority, and he is also one of the eight princes. There are endless criticisms, but no one dares to shout loudly.
On both sides of the wedding car were masters from various sects of the Qingxuan Society, including Han Gang of the Xuantian Sect, Wang Feng of the Shuiyue Villa, Ji Wuheng of the Hunyuan Sect, Tang Jie of the Qintian Academy, and Bai Lixuan of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.
Without exception, they are all the leaders in the Great Qin Empire, second only to the Eighth Young Master. They have cultivated to the tenth level of Xuanwu, and every name is as loud as thunder.
Among them, Bai Lixuan is the most eye-catching. He broke through the Holy Body, defeated the masters of various sects in a row, and once again became famous in the Qin Dynasty.
"The scene is really grand. Han Gang, Wang Feng, Ji Wuheng, Tang Jie and Bai Lixuan, these five people are probably capable of attacking the Eighth Young Master."
"Even if it doesn't happen, it's probably not far off. The Dragon Gate competition at the end of the year will definitely shine brightly."
"The prince is the prince, and the proud leaders of all sects are willing to be a green leaf for him."
"Haha... the mystery behind this is not as simple as you think."
Amid the discussions from all sides, some people knew about the existence of the Qingxuan Society, but they didn't reveal it clearly.
Among the crowd, only one person was seen wearing a long gown, clenching his fists, staring intently at the gorgeous woman under the canopy.
It was Li Wuyou, but Chen Xuanjun beside him pressed on his shoulders to tell him not to be impulsive.
"There is no smile at all in Senior Sister's eyes... He is clearly like a living dead, yet this Qin Yu is still smiling so happily! Are the elders of the sect all blind? If the wedding goes on like this, Senior Sister can only watch helplessly
Fall into the pit of fire."
Li Wuyou's voice trembled slightly, his teeth clenched and he was trembling with anger.
Chen Xuanjun sighed helplessly: "This is Xinyan's own nod. What do you want the sect to do? Is there no reason to kill the eldest prince with one sword and become the enemy of the entire empire?"
Li Wuyou was speechless for a moment, but he couldn't resolve the depression in his heart.
The traces left by the carriages, horses and hoofs were soon covered up by the wind and snow. Under the protection of the Shence Battalion, the team headed towards the Prince's Mansion in an orderly manner.
But before they were halfway through, the mighty team suddenly stopped.
"Stop?"
"What's going on?"
"Is it possible that there are really desperate people coming here to cause trouble?"
The sudden change made everyone confused and looked into the distance.
Looking through the messy snowflakes, on the snow, there is a young man in a green gown, carrying a sword case, wearing a grimace mask on his head, riding on a horse as red as blood.
The young man's figure was thin and thin, and he appeared without any warning, quietly, as if he had been here all along, waiting for a long time.
This figure?
With some familiar attire and the impressive blood dragon horse, a name popped into many people's minds.
But then I thought about it and thought it was impossible.
Let’s not mention that this person is still imprisoned in Siguo Cliff. Let’s just say that he cut off his profound veins and is now a useless person.
What's the difference between coming here to use a mantis' arm as a chariot and committing suicide?
No one would be so stupid as to stop the eldest prince's wedding.
What's more, he's still a loser.
"Lin Yun?"
On the left side of the carriage, Xuantianzong Han Gang's face darkened, his eyes bursting with sharp and cold eyes.
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This guy, at the princess's banquet that day, killed his junior brother Bai Yu.
On that day, if Xin Jue hadn't stopped him, he would have killed him with his own hands. Today, His Highness is getting married, and he still dares to show up. He is really courageous.
"Are you really my junior brother?"
There were many disciples from Luojia Mountain in the crowd, and they all became a little excited when they saw this scene.
However, thinking about the scene where the younger junior brother destroyed his profound veins, he could not help but feel worried in his eyes.
In the slightly cold wind and snow, Lin Yun took off his ghost mask, revealing faces that were very familiar to many people.
Lin Yun!
When the mask was taken off, many people were shocked and took a breath of air.
Lin Yun of the Sword Pavilion was once as famous as thunder in the Qin Dynasty, with thousands of years of ancient bells and phoenix feathers in the sky. He and the secret realm of the magic lotus climbed to the top of the tenth floor, snow fell on the wasteland, and the legend reappeared.
He should have a bright future, and no one can stop his rise.
But he killed Wang Yan in public, violated the iron law of the sword pavilion, and destroyed his own profound veins.
His words of not regretting killing people made his former reputation disappear. In March, the situation changed and Bai Lixuan came out of the blue, making people gradually forget his existence.
But today, under circumstances that no one expected, he suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
His gaze went beyond the leader of the Dragon Scale Guards. He did not look at Han Gang, nor did he stop at Bai Lixuan who had broken through the Holy Body, nor did he look at the eldest prince Qin Yu.
In the vast sea of people and boundless snow, there was only one person in his eyes.
On the carriage, the senior sister Xinyan was wearing a phoenix crown, flaming red lips, and an unrivaled elegance.
On the carriage, Xinyan looked at Lin Yun, who was alone in the wind and snow, with a trace of tears in the corners of her eyes.
The young man's demeanor has not diminished, his appearance has not changed, but there is a lot of heaviness in his clear eyes that does not belong to him.
Since Xin Jue's death, she has not shed a single tear. But in this situation, when she saw the frail, but stubborn and stubborn figure of the young man in this wind and snow, Xinyan was already as gray as ashes, and her heart was unwavering.
, there was a ripple, and the tears were uncontrollable and uncontrollable.
She knew he would definitely come, so she asked Protector Mei to send him away in advance.
Unexpectedly, he came after all.
It was stupid enough to kill Wang Yan in public in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion. Now, why do you do it again? Xinyan's blurred eyes looked at the scattered snowflakes, and her heart felt like needles pricking her heart. The junior brother should not have to bear this.
"You shouldn't have come."
Xinyan sighed softly.
"Why shouldn't you come?"
A smile appeared on the stern face of the young man in green on the Blood Dragon Horse: "Sister, you know, I will definitely come. When we practice swordsmanship, we must have something to think about and think about. There is always someone who makes me happy and makes me sad. This
The wind and snow cannot stop me, nor can they stop the sword in my hand."
The wind got stronger and stronger, and the snow fell thicker and thicker.
In the wind and snow, the young man sat on the blood dragon horse, his posture was upright and he was not humble. His words were as powerful as a sword, and he was not afraid of the cold wind and snow, which moved many people nearby.
The heart towards the sword will always be young.
On the rich and gorgeous carriage, the smile on the face of the eldest prince Qin Yu faded, and it was already gloomy.
"Kill him!"
Han Gang of the Xuantian Sect shouted coldly, observing his words and expressions.
Before he finished speaking, he saw the Dragon Scale Guard transform into eight hurricanes, with snowflakes splashing, and a terrifying murderous intent erupting, sweeping towards Lin Yun.
Lin Yun's expression did not change, but his eyes were full of sadness and heavyness. At this moment, they were as sharp as swords!
