Fantasy: Nine Fairy Masters At The Start

Ye Xiu rushed back with Eight Immortals, Ling'er, and Yaohuang.

It's not far from the border of the Ming Dynasty to the Cang Dragon King Dynasty. With the speed of Jiuxian and others, it is enough to arrive within half an hour.

At the same time, the Cang Dragon King was in the dynasty.

Because the Ming Dynasty moved almost the whole country into the Cang Dragon King Dynasty.

These days, the imperial capital of the Dragon King Dynasty is more crowded than usual.

However, no one was happy.

Because the Seven Great Sacred Lands and Ghost Moon Pavilion attacked together, if Tianyuan Sacred Palace failed to defend.

They will definitely suffer because of this. After all, the fire at the city gate will bring disaster to the fish in the pond. This is a truth that everyone understands easily.

Once Tianyuan Shenggong is defeated, the dynasty and people of Tianyuan Shengzhou will surely suffer because of it.

But today, compared to usual, the entire Cang Dragon King Dynasty is more solemn and solemn, and even the imperial city of Nuoda is filled with a sense of desolation.

Because today is the day of Ye Xiu's state funeral.

Hosted by the Emperor and the Supreme Emperor himself, arrange the highest funeral for Ye Xiu!

At this moment, the entire street in the Cang Dynasty is covered with white cloths. Looking down from a high place, countless white cloths dance in the wind, making it look even more desolate.

The streets were also full of people.

Everyone seems to be waiting for something?

But at this time, in Ye Wangfu.

Ye Haotian was dressed in white, his face was haggard, and his hair was much whiter than before.

Behind him, Fan Tong was holding the spiritual tablet, his eyes were also slightly red.

And beside Ye Haotian, Cang Yang and Cang Yuan were also dressed in white robes.

Both of them sighed heavily.

The weather is also extremely gloomy, which makes people feel even heavier.

"General Ye... Let's go... If you don't go, I'm afraid it will be too late..." Cang Yang Cangsang said, his tone became more and more sorrowful.

They watched Ye Xiu grow step by step, and not long ago he became famous all over the world!

It is the pride of everyone in the Dragon King Dynasty.

Now, although everyone is extremely unwilling to believe that the boy has fallen, it's just... the world is impermanent.

People always have to face reality.

Ye Haotian sighed heavily, sighing to the sky!

"Xiu'er, father is proud of you!"

"Father doesn't believe you just abandoned him like that!"

"It's Daddy's incompetence! It's Daddy's incompetence! He couldn't protect your mother back then, and he couldn't protect you now!"

"Xiu'er...my Xiu'er...go on all the way...if you still miss daddy, just drag a dream to daddy from time to time, okay..."

As he spoke, Ye Haotian burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

Ye Haotian hates it!

Hate this heaven and earth!

Hate yourself for being incompetent!

He didn't protect any of his close relatives! !

None!

"Let's go..."

"Carrying the coffin!!" Cang Yang sighed.

Get up!

Everyone walked out of Ye Wangfu step by step...

At this moment, everyone on the street was in awe and mourned.

I remember that not long ago, Ye Xiu went from being a teenager who was considered by everyone to be a useless person, to becoming famous in the canonization ceremony, and then winning the Baizhou Festival, becoming the pride of everyone in the Dragon King!

He has become a young hero admired by countless hot-blooded teenagers.

Now it is an untimely death...

Everyone in the Cang Dynasty is full of grief.

Very sad.

But he had to accept this fact.

"Holy Son Ye Xiu, have a good journey!"

"Holy Son Ye Xiu, have a good journey!"

There are bursts of sound in the vast sky all the time!

Ye Haotian walked in the front, like a very old man, struggling to walk...

At this moment, his heart seemed to be dead.

Completely dead... The two people he loved most have left him...

However, not long after Ye Haotian and others walked out of Ye Wangfu.

A terrifying aura immediately enveloped the entire imperial capital of the Cang Dynasty!

Everyone's face changed drastically.

This breath is strong enough to even destroy the entire imperial capital of Nuo Da!

Could it be...

Has Tianyuan Sacred Palace already lost?

Cang Yang and the others stopped in their tracks.

His complexion was extremely heavy.

In fact, they already knew.

Even if Tianyuan Sacred Palace takes all the shots, it is absolutely impossible to stop the strong offensive of Tianji Sacred Land and so on.

The day has finally come...

It's just that Ye Xiu's funeral has not been completed yet!

Ye Haotian said angrily: "My lord! Don't you even give my son a chance to be buried in peace!! Why are you so cruel!"

But, at the moment when Ye Haotian's voice fell.

An incomparably clear voice suddenly resounded over the sky of the entire Cang Dynasty.

"Father, who said I'm dead!"

After the voice fell, several streaks of light could be seen falling not far in front of the funeral procession.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, staring at the dozens of people who fell from the sky in dumbfounded.

All eyes fell on the boy.

But at this moment, Ye Haotian, Cang Yang, Cang Yuan, Fan Tong and others trembled wildly, their eyes and expressions froze instantly...

Ye Haotian's teeth were chattering, and his eyes fixed on the young man standing not far in front of him!

Yes Yes……

Ye Xiu!

His Xiu!

Everyone thought Xiu'er was dead! !

A look of disbelief emerged in everyone's eyes.

At this moment, everyone rubbed their eyes, fearing that this was an illusion.

Some even pinched themselves.

It will hurt!

It's not an illusion!

Ye Xiu!

That legendary boy, Ye Xiu is back!

He is not dead! not dead!

Ye Haotian burst into tears, and looked at Ye Xiu tremblingly through the hazy tears.

He walked towards Ye Xiu step by step...

Coming in front of Ye Xiu, stroking Ye Xiu's cheeks with both hands...

It's true...there is temperature...

His Xiu'er is still alive... His Xiu'er is back...

At this moment, Ye Haotian hugged Ye Xiu tightly in his arms.

Crying desperately, these days of depression, these days of heart-wrenching pain, completely vented at this moment! !

Ye Xiu's eye sockets were also slightly red...

Father Own, I must be heartbroken these days.

Ye Haotian's cries filled the entire imperial city.

A veteran of a generation, but now he cries like a child.

Cang Yang, Fan Tong and the others couldn't help but shed tears.

For everyone in Cang Dynasty.

The return of Ye Xiu is undoubtedly a huge miracle!

Excited... Everyone is extremely excited!

Ye Xiu patted Ye Haotian's back lightly, looking at the white hair on Ye Haotian's temples... couldn't help but feel pain like a piercing heart.

"Father, why are you crying...I'm still alive and well..."

"Your son doesn't die so easily..."

Ye Haotian let go of his embrace, showing an extremely excited smile.

"Yeah, just live and live."

"I knew how my Ye Haotian's son could die!"

At that time, Ye Hao Heavenly Dao: "Fan Tong smashed the spirit card in your hand, and the coffin."

Fan Tong raised the Azure Dragon knife, chopped the coffin into fine pieces with one blow, and smashed the spirit card in his hand to the ground.

Ye Xiu smiled and said, "Let's go, old man, let's go home. This time there will be many happy events."

"Grandfather, Your Majesty, let's go, let's go back together!"

Everyone laughed loudly, "Okay...Okay! Go back!"

Everyone took off their white robes and walked towards Prince Ye's mansion.

The news of Ye Xiu's return quickly spread among the Dragon King Dynasty.

All of a sudden, the entire imperial capital was buzzing!

Their teenage hero, still alive! !

ps: What is it like to attend own funeral? Hahaha... I came earlier today, my brothers are rushing, begging for gifts