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Eight hundred and fortieth chapters deepest heart

Xie Wuchang looked at the new world in front of him with a look of surprise. This was no longer the round platform of the open-air palace garden, but a new place that had never been in the future.

"here it is?"

Xie Wuchang is currently in an ancient palace, which shows the vicissitudes of life, and the ancient stone pillars on both sides are carved with complicated secret patterns of talismans.

And directly above the main hall, an ancient imperial dragon chaise faces the palace gate.

The dragon chaise is wide and large, almost like a small bed.

The armrests on both sides of the dragon chaise were built by a dragon head. Just as Xie Wuchang was watching, the two dragon heads suddenly opened their mouths and each swallowed and spit out a golden ball of light.

The two golden lights immediately merged together and turned into a light ball.

The light ball is about the size of an adult's fist, golden and spiritual light flows, like a tiny star. Inside the light ball is a golden liquid flowing, just like a touch of essence condensed by the legendary fairy spirit.

From the star-like light ball, Xie Wuchang clearly felt a very strong energy fluctuation. This energy was extremely pure and powerful, making people feel a sense of palpitations.

"The inheritance of love saint?"

Xie Wuchang's eyes were wide open, almost suffocating. He immediately moved his body and instantly turned into a stream of light to rush up to the palace, arrived next to the dragon chaise, and reached out to grab the golden light.

When Xie Wuchang's fingertips touched the golden light, he was immediately overjoyed.

The next moment, an extremely powerful vast force directly poured into Xie Wuchang's body, and the thick aura of the saint filled the audience, and the air in the entire hall was extremely manic.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Xie Wuchang laughed wildly at the sky, and countless powerful and fierce cyclones emerged from his body. With Xie Wuchang as the center, condensed air waves rotated rapidly, forming circles and circles of spiral flying rings.

The shocking momentum shook the sky, and the golden light that erupted from Xie Wuchang's body permeated every corner of the hall.

The ancient palace was shaking, and the ground under your feet was shaking.

The aura of evil and impermanence increased exponentially, and the aura of arrogant domineering swept out from his body.

"Hahahaha, the inheritance of love saints has not fallen into my Xie Wuchang's hands after all."

At this moment, two hurried figures suddenly flashed in from the palace gate. These two people were none other than Pu Shiqiong and Han Chen.

"What? You took the lead in the inheritance of Love Saint?" Han Chen's face was full of shock.

Pu Shiqiong clenched his fist, pointed at Xie Wuchang angrily and said, "Damn it, hand over the inheritance of the Love Saint for me."

"Hehehehe, you're here just right." Xie Wuchang turned around and looked at His Highness with contempt, with a strong look of pride on his face.

"Hanchen, Pu Shiqiong, today I want you to die without a complete body, hahahaha."

The violent aura that soared into the sky erupted out of Xie Wuchang's body, and the mountain-like pressure roared towards the two of them.

Hanchen and Pu Shiqiong both changed their faces, and the latter hurriedly said, "Hanchen, now we will join forces to deal with him first. As for the grudges between us, we will talk about them later."

"Okay." Han Chen agreed without hesitation.

"superior!"

Immediately, Pu Shiqiong and Han Chen quickly turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Xie Wuchang in front of him. Xie Wuchang still sneered and mocked him with disdain, "Hey, two stupid things."

“Buzz!”

Xie Wuchang stepped on the air and flew into the sky, brushed his hands and trembled in the space. Two golden beams of light wrapped around Xie Wuchang's arms.

"drink!"

Xie Wuchang pushed forward with his palms, and two beams of light immediately rushed out of his left and right palms. During the movement, the two beams of light turned into tigers and the other turned into dragons. Along with the roar that shook the sky and the earth, they rushed forward in front of Han Chen and Pu Shiqiong.

"Bang bang!"

The terrifying power was overwhelming, and two heavy loud noises overlapped. Han Chen and Pu Shiqiong both shook their bodies, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, and then they fell heavily like birds with broken wings.

"Evil Wuchang, you?"

Pu Shiqiong and Han Chen both vomited blood, holding their chests with one hand, lying on the ground and unable to get up. The two looked at Xie Wuchang in extreme horror.

"Hehe, hehe." Xie Wuchang laughed, his laughter filled with endless pride. He spread his arms and looked down at the two people below. "Now you can't even catch a move. What's the right to be arrogant in front of me? Hahaha, two waste-like things."

The unrestrained laughter echoed in the hall. Looking at the fear on Han Chen and Pu Shiqiong's faces, Xie Wuchang's heart was filled with joy. These two people were the ones that Xie Wuchang hated in his heart, and they were also people he would definitely kill.

The great joy gradually anesthetized Xie Wuchang's mind, but the scene waves I dreamed of were really not practical.

...

...

Another scene.

It was a tower of a thousand feet high in the sky. The peak platform was leaping into the five mountains and stood among the clouds in the sky. It seemed as if standing on the table, you could touch the stars, sun and moon in the sky.

On the top of the rooftop, there was a lot of joy and the sound of shouts shook the sky and the earth.

"Pu Shiqiong,Pu Shiqiong,Pu Shiqiong!"

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Shiqiong for winning the top champion of Tianxie's competition."

"Senior Brother Shiqiong is the best. Xie Wuchang and Hanchen will only be trampled by you for the rest of your life."

"Senior Brother Shiqiong is invincible, the number one genius in Tianluo Prefecture, no, he is the number one genius in Dongxuan."

...

The shouts of the crowd broke through the nine heavens, but the vast shouts were clearly heard by even the valleys of hundreds of miles. Countless people shouted for the three words "Pu Shiqiong", and countless people were red in their faces for these three words.

In the eyes of everyone, Pu Shiqiong stood proudly on the top of the void, looking at the two figures below indifferently.

"Xie Wuchang, Hanchen, you two can't beat me together. It's really a waste."

On the ground, Han Chen and Xie Wuchang fell to the ground with serious injuries. Blood was hanging on the corners of their mouths, and their faces were full of unwillingness and powerlessness.

"Pu, Pu Shiqiong." Xie Wuchang's teeth were clenched, and the upper and lower gums were grinding, and his eyes were about to spit out fire, "I'm going to fight with you."

"Try it? Hey." Pu Shiqiong's eyebrows were full of disdain, "Are you qualified? You can't even stand up now, so you deserve to say such things to me?"

"Hmph, Pu Shiqiong, don't be too happy too early. Give me time, I will definitely surpass you." Han Chen cursed fiercely.

"Hahahaha, joke. Now that I have obtained the inheritance of love saints, I will be able to enter the realm of a saint in the near future. What kind of ability do you Hanchen have to become a saint in your lifetime? Dongxuan is so great that there are so many geniuses and monsters in the ages. There are only a handful of saints born. How good is Hanchen? How dare you say such big words?"

When Han Chen heard Pu Shiqiong's dazzling look, he suddenly looked gloomy.

"Hehe, not to mention, do you two think there is still a chance to survive today?"

What?

Pu Shiqiong smiled more and more proudly, and Han Chen and Xie Wuchang's expressions suddenly changed drastically, and the great fear that could not be concealed quickly spread on the faces of the two.

On the rooftop, Pu Shiqiong was immersed in the cheers that resounded throughout the world.

...

...

Another scene.

Han Chen looked around the surrounding environment with a blank expression on his face, and he seemed particularly familiar in the strangeness.

This is a manor with beautiful environment and pleasant scenery. A rockery is located on the left and the garden on the right. On the other side of the pond, a pavilion is also established.

What a familiar place.

The more Hanchen looked at it, the more he felt that he had seen this place.

"Home."

The word "home" popped up in Han Chen's mind. If you look closely, this is the place where the Great Seal Empire, Qiantingcheng, and Bai family grew up and gathered in a happy childhood.

To be precise, it was joyful before he was five years old. Because when he was five years old, his mother Bai Muxuan was infected with stubborn diseases and passed away, leaving Han Chen and his son behind.

When Hanchen was thirteen years old, his father Han Langyu placed Hanchen alone in Xuanyuan Peak, and he disappeared from now on.

At this moment, a pleasant flute sound came into Han Chen's ears.

Han Chen was shocked. The sound of the flute was very familiar. The familiar moments touched his heart. Han Chen ran in the direction of the flute sound, turned around the corner of the garden, and a scene that made him tremble appeared in the pavilion.

It was a middle-aged man. He had a slender figure and a jade-like face. His eyebrows radiated sharp heroic spirit. The man held a flute in his hand, and the beautiful and moving flute sound was played from his mouth.

While playing the flute, the man looked at a beautiful figure in the pavilion with gentle eyes. The figure danced with the sound of the flute, like a butterfly in the jungle of flowers.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Han Chen's eyes became moist and his body was trembling.

"Dad, mom..."

Han Chen called softly, his fists were pinched together tightly, and the pain in the nails tingling palms could be clearly transmitted to the nerves.

The beautiful woman stopped dancing with the flute that the middle-aged man put down. The two turned around and looked at Han Chen with tenderness and affection.

"Chen'er." The middle-aged man smiled.

"Chen'er, long time no see, I miss you so much."

The sound of "Chen'er" directly melted Hanchen's heart. Hanchen hurried forward and threw himself into his parents' arms.

Feeling the warm embrace of his parents, Han Chen felt extremely at ease, and there were tears falling from the corners of the boy's eyes.

"Dad, mom, what are you? Mom, aren't you already?"

Han Chen looked at the two familiar faces in front of him, which were no longer familiar and no longer missed.

"No." Bai Muxuan shook her head and smiled gently, "Mom is not dead, she just went to a very far place. Your father finally found me. Now, we are back."

"Chen'er, we're back, and my dad will never leave you again." Han Langyu hugged Bai Muxuan with one hand and held Han Chen's palm with the other.

The strong warmth overflowed into my heart, and Han Chen nodded vigorously.

"Hanchen."

At this moment, a crisp and sweet voice came over. Han Chen's heart trembled again, and a bright luster surged in his eyes.
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