"Luanyun, towards Luanyun."

When Chen Zhuo spoke, his eyes had become dazed, and the eyes that had seen the world were full of memories and bitterness.

"Xiang Luanyun..." Baiyi carefully chewed the name, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed like crescent moon.

I seem to have heard of it, but when I think about it carefully, I am extremely unfamiliar.

"God, what happened at that time?"

Although he knew that he shouldn't sprinkle salt on the wound, Xu Yi was particularly curious, and there was still a hint of worry in his heart.

Everyone in the world knows the outstanding performance of Baiyi, so Xu Yi knows it even more.

What kind of force is it that can cultivate an excellent woman like Baiyi?

Why did she live in seclusion at the bottom of Xianyun Rd and not leave for four years?

Who arranged that fifth-grade peak old servant by her side? She has been loyal to her for so many years?

Who is it that I have been looking for Bai Yi and ask Bai Yi to say something like: "It's been four years, they might think I'm dead"?

Chen Zhuo raised his head and poured wine in big mouthfuls.

Half a pot of wine was gone.

Before Xu Yi could feel sorry for the wine, a dusty door slowly opened in front of Chen Zhuo's eyes.

Those memories that are deeply rooted in the soul for a lifetime come infinitely.

That year, the light of the Ice Crystal Sword had not shone with the entire Tianlong.

That year, Chen Zhuo, who was one year younger than Xu Yi now, had not reached the peak of his life.

That year, Tianlong had not yet begun to be shaking, and Chen Zhuo was just a young soldier stationed in the snow and ice.

The snowflakes in the sky, the tired white, flew the whole world and paled Chen Zhuo's heart.

Suddenly one day, a young and beautiful woman with a pure smile on her lips came from the snow and ice.

That stunning face as beautiful as white clothes revived Chen Zhuo's life.

"Hello, my name is Chen Zhuo, Zhuo's extraordinary Zhuo."

"Hello, my name is Luanyun, Qingluan's Luan, Yunduan's Cloud."

"Where are you from?"

“I came from a very far place.”

“What are you doing?”

"I heard that the world is colorful, but I have only seen the snow and ice all over the sky."

"A coincidence, I've seen the colorful world, I'll take you to see?"

"good."

It is said that if the feelings between men and women want to take root and sprout, someone must act like a hooligan, either you or me.

From Chen Zhuo's courage to hold Luan Yun's hand, the two of them walked towards magnificence in the ice and snow.

The world is indeed colorful, Xiang Luanyun, whose heart is as white as ice and snow, outlines the appearance of the world in his heart and Chen Zhuo.

When the sky is turbulent, the family and the country are in trouble, and every man is responsible.

Chen Zhuo resolutely returned to the battlefield. At the age of 25, he was already a fifth-grade master with his outstanding talent and the help of Xiang Luanyun. He was already a fifth-grade master and entered the God of War level.

One battle, the north will be determined.

Chen Zhuo became famous.

A mansion was built in the northern border, carved with ice crystals and lit with colorful lamps, which were like towers in heaven, an unpredictable fairyland.

This mansion is the current Northern Palace Palace.

Here, Chen Zhuo and Xiang Luanyun received blessings from the world and became husband and wife.

On the second day of the wedding, the couple rushed to the capital.

The king ascended the throne at a young age, and Chen Zhuo took charge of military power from all directions. He resisted the vast land in the south, resisted the Yue Kingdom in the west, defended the coast in the east, and left the cold mountains and rivers in the north.

His footsteps measured every corner of Tianlong.

Xiang Luanyun always followed him, made suggestions, helped him with all his strength, and killed the enemy himself, staining half of the country with blood.

A year later, Xiang Luanyun became pregnant.

At this time, Chen Zhuo had reached the peak of the fifth grade and could enter the sixth grade master realm at any time.

The rapid progress shocked the world.

He used wars like a god, and his combat power was unparalleled. He carried the shaky dragon on his shoulders, and was the savior in the hearts of the dragons and the people.

All of this is actually inseparable from his wife Xiang Luanyun.

Without Xiang Luanyun, Chen Zhuo could still shine in the world, but the light would not bloom so violently or violently.

That year, the ice crystal sword stained the enemy countries from all directions.

That year, some people said that Chen Zhuo could replace the king of the country and rule the world.

That year, Xiang Luanyun's belly was visible to the naked eye and was about to give birth.

That year, Chen Zhuo stood at the top and looked at the world from afar.

It was also that year that a ninth-grade peak master who came across thousands of mountains and rivers showed his murderous intent.

Chen Zhuo was seriously injured, Xiang Luanyun was seriously injured, and this master paid the price of his life.

Xiang Luanyun was so hurt that she felt sorry for her husband and children.

I decided to give birth to a child and gave birth to a smile.

When Chen Xiaojun's first cry resounded in Xiang Luanyun's ears, Xiang Luanyun smiled and left the world in Shen Zhuo's arms.

That year, Chen Zhuo delegated power and only stationed in the northern border.

That year, after the elders discussed the old masters, the young and weak king's voice spread all over the world, and Chen Zhuo was named King Beizhao.

That year, Chen Zhuo returned to the northern border and never took a step forward.

That year, Chen Zhuo had already broken through the sixth-level master realm, and has not made any progress yet.

Because of Xiang Luanyun's serious injury before the birth, Chen Xiaojun left a secret disease in his bones from his mother's womb, which led to the scene where Xu Yi protected the Dharma to prosper his life.

Chen Zhuo's injury has been cured long ago.

But the wounds in his heart will never be healed.

He seemed peaceful, for twenty-four years, his heart was burned by the fire of hatred all the time.

Xiang Luanyun's death has become his inner demon.

Second return to the city, the Nanwang Mansion.

The door to history is slowly closing, and the four kings finally no longer have to feel the biting coldness of the ice and snow.

In front of Baiyi, four red faces were still traces of tears.

The wine pot is empty.

Chen Zhuo was drunk.

Xu Yi, Qiu Hentian, Lin Dong, the three kings and Chen Zhuo were lying on the table together, breathing carefully, afraid that they would wake up the heart that had finally fallen into a dream.

The white clothes waved gently, and the shiny powder gently sprinkled down.

The four Optimus Primes of Tianlong were so sleeping that they missed the national banquet of the king.

Imperial Palace, Tianlong Tower.

Singing and dancing to peace.

Di Jiu was already cursing in his heart, but he couldn't show it, and he had to show a calm smile.

All the four kings absent from the state banquet. Is this what people do?

Are the delicacies of mountains and seas not delicious? Or are the dancing women not beautiful enough?

In front of the heavenly dragon and the people, does this emperor want to be face-saving?

"You all, I hope we will work together to create a prosperous era of Tianlong!"

"The dragon is forever and lasts forever!"

...

The west of Dragon Land is 108,000 miles away from the Tianlong.

A high mountain peak exudes a gloomy breath.

There was a young man who looked quite young, sitting cross-legged on the edge of a cliff, with a strong wind sweeping over, but he couldn't even blow his robe.

Suddenly, the young man seemed to sense something.
To be continued...