792. Chapter 792 It turns out that they met three hundred years later [2 updates]


Yan Tingfeng's body suddenly shook, as if he was struck by lightning, and his whole body was fixed on the spot.

Aside from, Rong Qi and the Supreme Elder of the Rong family also saw these eight words, but they were both a little confused.

"I dare to ask the poster, what do the eight words left by the ancestor mean?" The Supreme Elder of the Rong family asked carefully, "Is it an enemy or a method of rescue?" br>
Yan Tingfeng did not respond at all.

His fingers holding the paper were white because of excessive force.

Rong Qi noticed that his body was trembling and could hardly stabilize his body, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

What do these eight words mean? How could the supreme martial arts world and the number one in the world who have lived for more than 300 years have lost their composure?

Rong Qi didn't know.

Only Yan Tingfeng knew what kind of storm waves had stirred up in his heart at this moment.

The waves were rising hundreds of feet, and they rushed in waves, from the mind to the limbs and bodies, even his eardrums were trembling.

At this moment, he could not hear or see anything, and there was only one figure in front of him - Ye Wanlan.

One others called her Alan, so he wanted to call her Xiaowan.

He never likes to be like others. He is paranoid and violent, and he is unstable. He always wants only one.

Yan Tingfeng never thought about who he would fall in love one day.

When he saw Ye Wanlan in a state of waking, it is undeniable that his first thought was to kill her.

Because he saw something very similar to him in her—

Ambition, desire, violence, murderous intent...

People always look I hate people who are similar to me, but I become people I hate when I grow up.

After all, he hated himself too much.

I hate that he can't save Shenzhou, and I also hate that he can't do anything.

But Ye Wanlan is still different from him.

Although she has a strong tendency to self-destruct, she is like a strong and tough vine, rising towards the sun little by little.

This emotion also infected him, and even made him feel the long-lost vitality and vitality.

As we get along, he was attracted by her uncontrollably, and further felt her strong ambitions and desire for power.

But this is not what attracts him the most. What attracts him the most is everything she does, not for herself, nor for the people around her, but for the entire China.

She founded Wantianqing Company, saving the long-lost culture in China.

She followed the archaeological team to go deep into various uninhabited places, saving the buried history of China.

She also cleaned up the five major families with her own strength, saving the martial arts that have been passed down from China to this day.

He has been wondering many times how could such a person have made achievements that no one could imagine at the age of twenty?

What exactly does her heart do? It's indestructible?

But if she was Princess Yongning who moved into the East Palace as a woman at the age of ten, then everything would be clear.

Ye Wanlan is so mysterious. Even though she has gone through a cycle of 999 years, she is still too much beyond his expectations.

The lost martial arts, she knows, lost acupuncture techniques, she can also, antiques that others cannot recognize, she can identify the year at a glance...

Such all these, Yan Tingfeng was born into a life of He was suspicious, but both the Rong family and the Romanov family told him that the dead would not be resurrected.

Even if the second purple star appeared in China, it would not be the Princess Yongning who died prematurely.

But Yan Tingfeng did not completely dispel his doubts. After returning to Shenzhou, he had tried Ye Wanlan.

Although he had never seen Princess Yongning, he had also collected a lot of information about her.

Unfortunately, no matter how it was tested, Ye Wanlan had no reaction.

Instead of falling into despair, it is better not to give yourself hope from the beginning.

So, Yan Tingfeng abandoned this idea until Rong Shi asked him to come to the back mountain of Rong's family.

He looked at the note in his hand and his arms trembled violently. Yes, except for Princess Yongning, there is indeed no other person in this world who knows how to use Shence Gun Technique, Tianmu Technique, Taiyi Needle Technique, and Penglai Technique.

There is no second person, and he can easily integrate the cold body, the Fu body and the Yongning body.

Because she was originally the apprentice of Princess Yongning, the emperor's teacher Han Yunsheng, and the poet's close friend.

She doesn't know, who can do it?

No wonder she was so concerned about the relics of King Yan, and no wonder she wanted to save the refugees at sea even if she tried her best.

Princess Yongning, the best way to be in accordance with the will of heaven and the lower right way to follow the will of the people.

She has supreme power, but for the sake of the people of the world, she is willing to personally resolve the epidemic.

Yan Tingfeng suddenly remembered that when they met a long time ago, in the narrow psychological counseling room of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, Rong Yu asked her if she had anyone she liked.

At that time, she said that the person she liked was the master of Shenxiao Tower and had already died.

Even when he saw that she had just made an excuse casually, now that he thought about it, his heart was extremely happy.

No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read! "It turned out to be you..." Yan Tingfeng slowly closed his fingers and held the paper in his palm. The sound was inaudible, "It turned out to be you."

There was crystal clear Tears slid from the corners of their eyes, and with a "tick", it splashed on the ground.

"Owner, you..." The Supreme Elder of the Rong family was shocked and lost his voice, "You... were crying?"

According to the history of the rivers and lakes, the owner of Shenxiao had no name or surname, because he was just born He was caught in endless pursuit.

The pursuit lasted for three years until his parents were killed by their enemies at the extreme, leaving only a boy who was only three years old.

Even at this time, he did not shed tears. All he had in his beautiful eyes was a strong hatred and murderous aura towards his enemies.

It is this blood-sea hatred that supports the boy to learn peerless martial arts. After he killed his first enemy when he was ten years old, he murdered his first enemy for six years and created the terrifying supreme martial arts world. .

Over the years, who has ever seen this number one person cry?

Even at the end of the Battle of Ten Thousand Arms, the Lord of Shenxiao shed all the blood on his limbs and bones, and it would never be possible for him to shed a tear.

But then, something even more shocking happened.

"Puff——"Yan Tingfeng actually vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Observing the color of blood is the hard work!

Not to mention a big mouthful, even a drop is extremely expensive.

"Owner!" Rong Qi and the Supreme Elder of the Rong family were panicked, "You hold on, I'll invite the Lord Yun Qing here!"

They were also vaguely able to Judging that Yan Tingfeng can survive to this day is still the last moment of strength and the remaining candle in the wind.

But none of them were prepared to accept the fact that Yan Tingfeng would die.

For the Rong family, Yan Tingfeng is their backbone.

"Not hindrance." Yan Tingfeng laughed, his eyebrows and eyes were bent, his lips were raised, and he smiled gently, "I'm happy."

He was really happy.

For him, there is no news better than Princess Yongning in China.

Princess Yongning is immortal, and Daning is immortal.

So, as long as she is there, he believes that even if the former enemy makes a comeback, he will definitely be able to deal with it.

Since Princess Yongning was here, he finally had no worries and nothing to nostalgia.

How could he be unhappy?

He was so happy.

Rong Qi and the Supreme Elder of the Rong family stared at the young white-haired man laughing like a madman.

After a long time, Yan Tingfeng stopped smiling.

He raised his head, his smile deepened, and he gently spit out the title that had been pressing on his lips for a long time: "Princess."

It turned out that three hundred years later, they finally met. (This chapter ends)

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