At this moment, a softer voice sounded from behind Tang Lin: "Master Immortal, do you want to eat?"

Tang Lin came back to his senses and looked at the woman who was speaking. He saw the light shining on her cheeks, and her fair skin was as delicate as porcelain.

"Who are you?" Tang Lin saw that her clothes were different from the other maids.

"I am the Ninth Princess of the Jiuli Dynasty. My father asked me to come here to serve the Immortal Master. If the Immortal Master needs anything, you can tell me." The Ninth Princess said respectfully.

Tang Lin was shocked.

"Ninth Princess..."

In another world, another dynasty, I met another nine princesses.

Why not the sixth princess, the seventh princess, the eighth princess, but the ninth princess?

Is this fate?

Tang Lin looked at her silently, as if he saw that beautiful white figure floating away in his memory...

Tang Lin suddenly said: "If your father betroths you to someone you don't like, and if you don't marry, your empire will be destroyed. How will you choose?"

The ninth princess was stunned, then lowered her head. After a moment, she said: "I think I won't obey."

"Really..." Tang Lin felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

He smiled.

There was a smile on his face, but tears were streaming from his eyes.

"Why can't she be like you..." Tang Lin said in a voice so low that only he could hear it.

Although she didn't blame the Ninth Princess, the helpless sadness in his heart was so painful. How he wished she could let go of everything and leave him.

The ends of the earth and the sea are left to drift.

The Ninth Princess looked at Tang Lin and suddenly burst into tears, and said with pity, "Master Immortal, did I say something wrong?"

Tang Lin shook his head, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "I will give you a sword dance, are you willing to appreciate it?"

The Ninth Princess said obediently: "The swordsmanship of the Immortal Master must be extraordinary. I am very willing to do it."

Tang Lin smiled slightly, but there was pain in his heart as if he was dying. He took out the magic sword, and the demonic energy rolled around his palm.

The sword was cold, and the cold air rushed into his body like a gossamer, but it ignited a fire in his heart.

He danced with his sword raised.

The light of the sword flies like a shooting star, and melodious like a whisper. Each sword is gentle and poignant, with a sad sadness.

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Recommend a friend’s book:

"Human Emperor"

Introduction: This is an unknown ancient era, with ancestors more distant than the Yan and Huang Dynasties. The earth is vast and the sky is full of blood.

This is a tragic time for the human race. Hundreds of races are more ferocious than the ghosts. The city is burned with fire and there is bloodshed in the war.

This is the soul of a strong man who has been sleeping for hundreds of millions of years. His blood is more blazing than the sun.

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Here, the human race only believes in themselves and does not seek immortality, worship gods, or worship Buddha, because they are all enemies!

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