Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go - Chapter 1303
The moment Yuanche opened his eyes, the essence, aura, chaos, etc. of the entire universe were all converging here.
It was a storm.
Yuen Che, on the other hand, lives in the center of the storm’s eye.
Everyone is shocked, this scene is too terrifying.
The essence of this world seemed to be drained.
Even when Di Haotian was born, he was not so scary.
“Finally awakened…”
Di Haotian’s eyes were clear .
He hasn’t completely failed yet.
As long as he can win Yuen Che, his plan can still be executed.
Among the attention of millions of monks.
On that cold jade bed, a stunning and peerless figure finally got up slowly.
It was a girl with a gorgeous crown in the world.
The waterfall-like blue silk hangs straight to the ankle.
She seems to have all the beauty, all the grace, all the nobility in one.
His face was still like a girl in a dream, as if he would never grow old.
A pair of clear glaze-like fairy eyes, still with a trace of dazed color.
It seems that I don’t know what the situation is right now.
“Oh my god, this is too beautiful.”
“The most beautiful
I have seen in my life!” “Present, I am afraid that only the son of the Junjia god standing with her will not appear disharmonious.”
“But how do you feel, and Young Master Ling Yuan? How similar is the emperor?” There
were numerous uproars.
When Da Ri Shengzi and others saw this, they showed a trace of excitement, and went forward and knelt down on one knee.
“I’m waiting for Saint Ancient Fairy Court, I’ve seen Her Royal Highness!”
Da Ri Shengzi, Haoyue Shengzi, Tianxing Shengzi, Mingxin Shengzi and others, with respectful tone.
Everyone in the audience was shocked.
You know, these ancient fairy court saint sons, their status is already extremely high, surpassing the great descendants of immortals.
Among the Xianting Tianjiao, only Emperor Haotian and Ling Yuan’s status can be compared with these ancient Xianting Saints.
But now, these lofty Gu Xianting sons are kneeling down on one knee to Yuan Che.
“It’s worthy of being the last princess of Gu Xianting, this row of noodles is nothing short of it!”
“You are…”
Yuan Che was dazed, and between her lips, her voice sounded like a pearl falling on a jade plate.
There seemed to be some vague memories in her mind.
She seemed to have had countless dreams, in which many figures flashed.
“You are the princess of the ancient fairy court, and the daughter of Lord Donghua Dijun.”
“And we, are the sons who are ordered to sleep with you, and are your guards.” Said Dari Shengzi.
“Emperor Donghua…Father…”
Yuan Che’s memory finally began to wake up, and she remembered many things.
At this moment, Di Haotian directly stepped forward, with a touch of determination in his eyes.
He opened his mouth and said: “Your Royal Highness, I am Xian Ting, Fuxi’s emperor Haotian.”
“Emperor Donghua, left behind, I want you to become an unprecedented double emperor body.”
” I am willing to offer Fuxi. The Essence of the Eucharist is regarded as a meeting ceremony for the princess.”
At this moment, Emperor Haotian’s physical body recovered, and he was no longer as embarrassed as he was just now.
He has a handsome face and a personable demeanor, and offering a big gift at this moment is enough to make any woman feel good.
However, when Yuan Che saw Di Haotian, Dai’s eyebrows frowned slightly.
“True Monarch Haotian?”
Because she slept for too long.
This leads to confusion between real memories and dreams.
Sometimes, dreams seem to be real.
But in her dream, this Haotian Zhenjun didn’t play a good role.
When Di Haotian heard the words, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.
Originally in his plan, he should marry Yuanche in a dream.
Once Yuan Che wakes up, he will instinctively feel good about him.
In this way, everything is easier to handle.
But his plan was destroyed by Jun Xiaoyao.
As a result, instead of marrying Yuanche, he played a disgraceful role in the dream.
“His Royal Highness, that is just an illusory dream, it is not real, and it should not be counted.” Di Haotian explained.
“Is it a dream?”
Yuan Che’s eyes flickered slightly, and the mist flowed.
It was a dream, but it felt extremely real to her.
Especially the ten-mile peach forest, the white-clothed fairy under the flowers…
“Your Royal Highness, I would like to dedicate the origin of Fuxi Eucharist to you.”
Between Emperor Haotian’s hands, a group of yin and yang entangled, the origin of evolving Tai Chi gossip emerged.
“It turned out to be true, the ancient emperor was given by him…” The
other Xiantong people were all surprised.
Is this a cannibalism?
Many people looked at Fuxi Xiantong.
Fuxi immortal unified group of monks, their complexion is also extremely complicated.
Especially the monks of the line related to the ancient emperor, all of them flushed with anger.
Because of Di Haotian’s status, they dared not speak.
However, the other powerhouses of the Fuxi Immortal Order didn’t have much.
Di Haotian has a special status, and now the ancient emperor is dead.
Di Haotian is the only hope of the younger generation of Fuxi Xiantong.
Therefore, it is naturally impossible for them to deal with Emperor Haotian because of the death of the ancient emperor.
“Sure enough, it is the origin of Fuxi…”
Seeing this group of origin, Yuan Che suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
She raised her jade hand, and the group of Fuxi origin fell into her hand.
She remembered her father, Emperor Donghua.
Let her wake up in future generations and find a way to solve her big sins.
At the same time, it integrates into the origin of Fuxiwa emperor, forming an unprecedented double emperor body.
Just when Yuan Che got the origin of Fuxi Eucharist.
She immediately felt the resonance of the origin of the emperor Wa’s Eucharist.
She turned her head and looked at Ling Yuan.
Then, the expression completely solidified.
The handsome and innocent figure in the white robe stood indifferently among the stars of the universe.
There was a faint smile on his face.
That smile is too familiar.
It’s like the ten-mile peach forest with petals flying all over the sky.
The young man who leaned under the blossoming tree, drinking and playing chess.
The young man who hooked her little finger and agreed to meet again.
The boy who throbbed her girl’s heart for the first time.
For her, the young man who dared to tell the Lord of Xian Ting, I disagree.
The young man who was willing to fall into eighteen levels of hell for her.
The one who is willing to take on the power of the great sin for her own sake.
“Yu Lang!”
Yuan Che’s figure flashed, and he fell directly in front of Jun Xiaoyao, and the Liuli fairy eyes stared at Jun Xiaoyao.
It seems to be indistinguishable between dream and reality.
However, all the monks were dumbfounded.
What exactly is going on?
How could the last princess of Gu Xianting come into contact with Jun Xiaoyao?
And looking at the affectionate eyes, it was obviously like a girl looking at her favorite person.
“Who can tell me what the hell is going on?”
“Even if the king’s son is invincible, he can’t be the princess who has been sleeping for countless years, right?”
“Good guy, love that travels through time and space belongs to it.”
All People are stunned.
Di Haotian’s expression was even more twisted in an instant.
Sure enough, things are still moving towards the situation he least wants to see.
Originally in the plan, Yuan Che should have shown such affectionate eyes at him.
Di Haotian’s expression was as deep as water.
But Jun Xiaoyao was indifferent, and even stepped back and said: “Your Royal Highness, have you admitted the wrong person?”