In the deep valleys of snowy areas, the orchid fragrance is fragrant.

The disciples of Lanxi Valley led the way in front, while Yang Chun followed behind and walked to a small house.

This cottage is deep in Lanxi Valley, not as grand as the buildings in front, but it is better than small and exquisite, like a water town courtyard, and in this vast snowy area, it makes people shine.

"Sir Yang Chun, my valley master is in the house."

Looking at the lightly closed door, Yang Chun felt a little nervous. It was fighting in the sea of ​​swords and fire, and Yang Chu had never lived like he did now.

Yang Chun took a deep breath and walked into the room.

Niu Xiaohua sat quietly in front of Yang Chun, beautiful and quiet. Niu Xiaohua and Yang Chun were not much different from her age, but she was covered in black hair, with a skill in keeping her face, and her face looked like a woman of thirty. It can be seen that she had exquisite makeup and had to match her dress, which took a lot of thought.

"Little Flower!"

Yang Chun stopped again and said, but heard Niu Xiaohua sneer.

"Yang Chun, you are finally here. Didn't you say back then that you will never meet again in this life? Why, Yang Chun, have you broken your promise today?"

Lanxi Valley is near the Yizhou Formation, and it is almost impossible to bypass them and conduct the Jedi Heavenly Transmission. Niu Xiaohua knew this, so she set a special threshold to attract Yang Chun to come.

Yang Chun is here, but Niu Xiaohua is not happy.

"Xiaohua, I lost to you at the beginning. But today, the Yizhou formation is related to the people of the world, so don't be angry!"

"Enmity?" Niu Xiaohua stood up suddenly, with anger between her eyebrows and feathers, "What do you have to do with me in the world? You Yang Chun is a dignified man, standing tall and passionate. If you want to support the world, what do you have to do with me?"

Yang Chun stood in front of Niu Xiaohua, watching her vent her resentment over the years.

"Xiaohua, why do you have to do this? I am a lot of you and me."

"Enough! Yang Chun, you look down on yourself too much. Do you think you are the only man in the world? Can I, Niu Xiaohua, find someone else?"

"Xiaohua, what do you want to do to agree to the young master's request."

"You kneel down and admit that you were blind."

Niu Xiaohua stood in front of Yang Chun, with her eyebrows rising into her temples and arrogance.

Yang Chun was a human being, and he only worshipped his parents in heaven and earth throughout his life, and his lord Yang Ci. Niu Xiaohua was like this, which was simply insulting him.

Yang Chun glanced at Niu Xiaohua, looked at him without anger, and knelt down on one knee.

"Xiaohua, I was wrong."

Yang Chun, the most powerful among the great masters today, is the best in the army and the most powerful Yang Chun knelt in front of Niu Xiaohua, but she was not at all excited.

The resentment and anger of years were not dissipated when Yang Chun knelt down, but instead became even more violent.

The frost in his heart disappeared and he felt a lot of grievance. Niu Xiaohua's eyes were hazy, and she looked at Yang Chun with her eyes, complaining unwillingly, but not for herself.

"You are still like this! No matter what Yang Ci asked you to do, you will do it. Why, you are just an orphan he picked up. After so many years, Yang Ci has been dead for so many years, and the grave on Guanzhong has already filled the hills. You have protected the Yang family for two generations and blocked many open and secret arrows. You should pay off the kindness you owe Yang Ci!"

The exquisite makeup looks like a flower, looking at the man in front of him.

She didn't know how unyielding Yang Chun was. In order to protect Yang Ci's bloodline, Yang Chun told the world that the great masters were not allowed to set foot in Yizhou. At that time, it was not that no one dared to provoke Yang Chun, but those provocative masters were killed one by one by Yang Chun. He raised his hands and saw no mercy.

Yang Chun will do his best, but he is such a person who can violate his principles and even endure this great humiliation.

Niu Xiaohua hoped that he could have glared and even left angrily just now. But Yang Chun still knelt down, not Niu Xiaohua, but the person who had been buried in the loess and had been dead for many years.

"Tell me! How can you repay the love you owe Yang Ci? If you want to help Yang Xian and complete the Jedi Tiantong Formation, I can help you. If you want to help Yang Xian and fight against Huan Wu, I can also help you. You have spent nearly a lifetime for Yang Ci. I only want the rest of your life, okay?"

Yang Chun didn't say anything, but just helped Niu Xiaohua, who was limping on the ground, into her arms. Listening to her crying sound, she sighed sadly, her heart was involved, and the past was reflected in her mind.

In the deep valley, ash smoke fluttered and the flames were scorching. A man was behind his hands, facing the valley, silent.

Yang Chun hurried over in a armor and knelt down behind the man. His temples were black, his spirit was flying, and he looked happy. After many years, Yang Ci stood in front of him, whispering Fangqiu and pointing out the country. In front of him, the heroes of the world were nothing but native chickens and tiles, and could be destroyed by the blink of an eye.

As for today, no one in the world can stop Yang Ci, even the arrogant Yuan Shoucheng is the same.

"Lord, our army destroyed 200,000 elite troops in Chengtian Dao. After this, Chengtian Dao is no longer afraid."

Yang Chun originally thought that this huge happy event would make Yang Ci very happy, but who knew that the other party's voice was full of desolation.

"Yes! The 200,000 elite troops in Chengtian Dao were destroyed, and the war was about to stop. Whether it is the emperor or the people of the world, you can feel at ease after knowing it!"

"Master!"

Yang Chun didn't understand why Yang Ci was not happy at all after winning this great victory, but instead felt sad in his tone.

Yang Ci slowly raised his head and looked at the dyed red heavenly realm, so strange and unknown. In this deep valley, the burnt corpses of Chengtian Taoists were lying, and their resentment before their death filled the fields.

"Ci's battle overcame 200,000 elite soldiers in the way of heaven and achieved a great victory, but the methods were too sinister and hurt the heaven and the world. I'm afraid..."

The figure in front of him stood in the wind, so firm, but the sad sound in his words made Yang Chun feel terrified.

"The descendants will not live long!"

"The lord is worried."

Yang Chun wanted to say something, but found that he could not think of any persuasion. Today, Yang Chun seemed to see Yang Ci on the other side.

"That's right, Yuan Cheng is still in Shenwu City! Let someone give him a letter of persuasion to surrender."

"But Yuan Cheng cannot surrender."

"Yes! That's why I have to give it to him! Didn't this guy always say that he wanted me to be his deputy coach?"

Yang Ci's tone returned to its original state, and it was Yang Chun's familiar voice again. Just as he was happy to accept the order, Yang Ci's voice came again, mixed in the wind, looking so deep, vast and distant.

"If I take a step first, Yang Chun! I hope you can keep a trace of my Yang family's bloodline."

Yang Chun had just taken steps and his face changed drastically. He didn't look back, but just said something.

"I accept the order!"

Yang Ci stood in the wind and sighed deeply.
Chapter completed!