Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

"Everyone, welcome to your arrival." Before the person arrived, the sound of ethereal and soft sounds of nature floated into everyone's ears first.

The sound is soft and refined, like a clear spring in the mountains, listening to the heart.

Han Xiangdong Tieqing's face was as tight as possible, squeezed a smile, and took the initiative to meet at the door.

Gu Batong suddenly got up, a trotter trembling with a circle of fat around his waist, shouted: "Sister Yun, Sister Yun!"

The rest of the invited guests got up and greeted each other, even if they didn't, they also stood up to show respect.

Xia Qingchen alone, still keeping a leaning posture, closed his eyes and nourished himself.

Everyone was looking forward to it, and the cloud painting heart came.

The gorgeous Xiafeng Xiafeng blouse with stunning beauty and time and space, dancing with the wind, set the face of that prosperous world as suffocating.

Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong all looked foolish, and they looked at the cloud painting heart like a fairy without blinking. It was difficult to describe the shock in their hearts.

The rest of the people did not turn their eyes. They were not the first to see the cloud and draw their hearts, but every time they met, they could not make them worthy of a heartbeat.

"Everyone, it's polite." Yun Huaxin came to the living room with a bow.

The posture is elegant and fascinating.

The arrogant Han Xiangdong, now converging temperament, Wen Crei's Lili: "See Yun Niang."

Yun Huaxin responded with a smile, but his gaze did not stay on Han Xiangdong even for a while, but searched for the legendary son of Nanyuan Fenghou.

It is a pity that those who come to meet are people who are familiar with faces and have no expectations.

She could not help but look at the maidservant around her, meaning that the other party did not come?

The maid hurriedly lowered her voice and preached: "The slave-servant asked the guard, there are people from Baiyunzhuang, come here with your letter."

Already?

Yun Hua couldn't help but look into the living room, she separated the crowd and stepped into it.

In the large living room, it was empty and glanced to the end.

With just one glance, she saw Xia Qingchen quietly resting in the corner, and her eyebrows immediately wrinkled: "Why are you?"

He invited the son of Nanyuan Fenghou, but it wasn't this despicable man who pursued himself by such indecent means.

Xia Qingchen shook the invitation in his hand: "Aren't you invited me?"

Yun Huaxin recognized at a glance, it was a letter to Zhuang Baiyun, but how could Xia Qingchen hold it?

"Lord Baiyun Zhuang?" Yun Huaxin asked.

Xia Qingchen only understood that Yun Huaxin didn't know that Baiyunzhuang was already owned by Xia Qingchen. He said casually: "The owner of Baiyunzhuang is inconvenient to come, let me represent it."

If so!

Do not mention how disappointed Yun Yunxin's heart is.

She appeared in full dress just to give a stunning impression to the sons of Nanyuan Fenghou who had never met.

But the other party sent a misbehaving subordinate to come.

"What is your relationship with Master Baiyun?" Yun Huaxin almost asked.

Xia Qingchen looked at her lightly: "Just treat me as his servant."

Is it just a servant?

Yun Hua was disappointed and deeply humiliated. The son of Nanyuan Fenghou was too disrespectful.

Solemnly invited, in exchange for a servant representative to participate.

Simple conversation caused a lot of waves in the house.

"It turned out to be a little servant who participated for someone!"

"For some reason, the servant is still so arrogant, and challenged Han Xiangdong?"

Everyone said one thing, one sentence, one question after another.

Obviously, having their esteemed people join a private exchange meeting with a servant would really insult their identity.

Han Xiangdong finally grabbed the handle and sneered, "I said, why do you participate in the private exchange meeting of Yun Niang, it turns out to be a human being!"

He pointed to himself and the rest of the people present: "Any of us present is much more noble than your identity, this is not a place you can come!"

Xia Qingchen smiled faintly, disapproving.

"People must have a sense of shame, so you won't leave in this way?" Han Xiangdong pretends to be a gentleman, and he really has already beaten people.

Xia Qingchen said leisurely: "When did this become your Han Xiangdong's site, and it was your turn to give orders?"

"Or is it that Yun Yun has your heart, but you follow?"

He glanced at Yu Guang and remained calm, letting Yun Xiangxin, who was in trouble with Han Xiangdong.

The latter changed, and urgently dismissed the rumor: "Your Excellency is misunderstood! The concubine and Han Gongzi are just ordinary friends and have no trouble."

She confided to Han Xiangdong with her owner: "Han Gongzi, you are also one of the guests and hope to maintain respect for other guests."

Han Xiangdong secretly gritted his teeth, and a modest gentleman said on the surface: "Sorry, it's me who said more."

He lowered his head and stared fiercely at Xia Qingchen, his fierce appearance revealed.

Xia Qingchen didn't care, saying: "Since this is the case, should I exhibit the fairy's private collection as soon as possible?"

Yun Hua's heart waved unreservedly, showing a gentle and elegant smile to everyone: "Masters and ladies, please follow me."

She led the crowd to a closed attic.

The door was pushed open, and all kinds of old things had been displayed.

Each piece is densely covered with years of vicissitudes, and many of them have decayed to lose their original appearance.

"The first floor is a waste area. Although they are all old things, they were all sixth-order ninjas, but unfortunately, they have been eroded by the years and become broken copper and iron." Yun Huaxin briefly introduced.

Everyone was amazed at the amazing viewing.

Yun Huaxin is the only strange person who can collect relics from the seabed, and its collection is that the tombkeepers are curious.

"It's all from a certain advanced martial arts civilization." Han Xiangdong regretted it.

Gu Batong fumbled his chin: "I heard from my father that once the mainland was a holy land of martial arts, there have been countless masters of the world."

"But since the millennium ago, the King of the Dust-free God has fallen behind, the world has changed drastically, the aura has rapidly passed, and the former Holy Land has been reduced to the wild."

"Only Lin Lang Island still has the spirit of the past, but it is less than half of it."

Upon hearing this rumor, everyone was sad.

How prosperous should the mainland be thousands of years ago?

No wonder at that time, the mainland gave birth to many superpowers, even gods.

But now?

For hundreds of years, Mo said that the gods, that is, the sun can no longer be conceived.

In the past hundred years, even the big month has ceased to appear.

The decline of the mainland is a cliff-like decline.

"These should be the ancestors of the mainland thousands of years ago, relics that fell to the bottom of the sea when they were expedition overseas." Gu Batong thought about the past and also sighed with frustration.

Everyone was immersed in the regret that the prosperity of the previous generation had passed away, but Yun Huaxin had already reached the stairs on the second floor.

There was awe in her beautiful eyes: "The second floor is the relic of the dustless king."

what?

The audience was all surprised. Thousands of years ago, the **** king who ruled nine days and ordered the world?

Xia Qingchen was shocked.

Have his relics?

That is unlikely. He left the world for a thousand years, except that there are very few of his relics in the temple, which the outside world cannot possibly possess. (Twelve noon tomorrow noon)