Among the seven major battlefields, Blood River, Black Cliff, Longshan, and Tianyuan have all fallen into the hands of Song Yan. Currently, only the Black Water and Red Sand battlefields have not been surrendered. As for the West Sea battlefield, they can be ignored. Song Yan still believes in Bai Ya's integrity. of.
holy city.
A huge phoenix spirit beast exuding colorful divine light descended from the sky. A man and two women jumped from it. Then the huge fire phoenix rose into the sky and disappeared into the sky a moment later.
The man is in his early thirties, wearing a golden robe and a feather crown. He is tall and slender, and his appearance is even more handsome. There is a sense of nobility and arrogance in the way he raises his hands and feet. The two women behind him should be His maids were all in their early twenties, and all of them were stunning beauties.
"Da Yu'er, Xiao Yu'er follow me into the city!"
There was a hint of excitement on the young man's face, and he strode towards the city. Due to his momentum, the soldiers guarding the city did not dare to ask.
After entering the city, the young man's eyes swept around from time to time, his eyes as bright as stars faintly flashing with the brilliance of memories.
After walking for more than half an hour, the man and two women arrived in front of a huge mansion.
"Stop whoever comes!"
The guard in front of the mansion shouted softly.
"I'm Nian Wuji, go in and report quickly, just say I'm back!" The young master looked at the two guards and said in a cold tone.
As soon as the guards heard that the other party's surname was Nian, and even addressed him directly, the identity of the other party was immediately revealed. As a result, the expressions of the guards became respectful. However, they did not confirm the identity of the other party before they confirmed it. Dare to call him Master Sun.
All he could say was: "Master, please wait a moment, we will report right away."
Not long after, a middle-aged couple hurriedly arrived in front of the mansion. A group of guards quickly bowed and saluted, because the couple was one of the owners of the mansion, Nian Shaofeng and Zhou Ruolan.
The couple simply ignored the guards and focused their attention on the young man.
Immediately, a look of great excitement appeared on the middle-aged woman's face. She rushed forward, hugged the young man into her arms and cried happily: "My Wuji child, you are finally willing to come back. You don't know, my mother has been so busy all these years." Miss you so much."
"mother!"
Nian Wuji shouted emotionally.
After the mother and son talked for a while, Young Shaofeng, who was standing aside, coughed and said, "Ahem, madam, Wuji, this is not the place to talk. Let's go into the house and talk!"
"Wuji has met his father."
Nian Wuji let go of Zhou Ruolan and bowed to Nian Shaofeng.
"Okay, my son has grown up, let's go back home!"
His son has been secretly sent away by his father since he was ten years old. He has been away for more than 20 years. Over the years, he has complained about his father a lot. Now that his son is back, he is naturally overjoyed.
After a while, the family entered the inner courtyard of the mansion.
"Wuji, where have you been all these years? Why don't you come back to see your parents?" Zhou Ruolan pulled Nian Wuji with a doting look on her face.
"Mom, it's not that the kid doesn't want to come back, it's that the master won't allow the kid to leave until he reaches the peak of martial arts." Nian Wuji said with a wry smile.
"Who is your master? How can you be so domineering!" Zhou Ruolan complained.
"Mom, please be careful what you say, Master and I can't talk casually!" Nian Shaofeng said with a solemn expression.
Hearing this, Zhou Ruolan became more and more angry, but Young Shaofeng realized some secrets and asked first, "Wuji, who is your master?"
Nian Wuji's face became a little more proud: "Looking back to my father and mother, the child's master is the Mist Martial God, one of the three great Martial Gods of our human race!"
Hearing the word Martial God, Young Shaofeng and his wife were shocked, and then secretly felt happy for their son, who actually worshiped under the Martial God's sect.
The family of three chatted for a while, and Nian Wuji suddenly asked: "Father, where is my grandfather?"
"Your grandpa, hey!" Nian Shaofeng sighed deeply.
Hearing this, Nian Wuji couldn't help being shocked: "Father, my grandfather doesn't know how to...!"
Zhou Ruolan said: "Don't think so wildly. Your grandpa is in good health. It's just that he has been distracted recently because of the military aircraft camp. He has been staying in the backyard and hasn't taken a step out for three days and three nights!" When she said this, her eyes couldn't help but reveal something. A look of worry.
"What could make grandpa so nervous?" Nian Wuji was surprised.
Nian Shaofeng said again: "Originally, you just came back, and my father didn't want you to worry about this matter. However, since you are a disciple of the God of War, you must be able to be helpful to your grandfather, so I will tell you what is going on. Such… !"
After listening to Nian Shaofeng's story, Nian Wuji couldn't help but feel a cold murderous intent in his eyes, and shouted coldly: "I, Nian Wuji, swear that I will kill that Huang Liang!"
When Nian Shaofeng heard this, he was immediately shocked: "Wuji, don't be impulsive. Although Huang Liang's cultivation level is not high, there are many martial saints working for him. Moreover, he is also good at formations. Even if you Grandpa and Elder Yigange can't do anything to him, so don't rush to assassinate him rashly!"
Nian Wuji smiled proudly: "Don't worry, father, I won't be so impulsive. Killing that kid directly would be too easy for him. I must torture him before killing him!"
"My child, what can you do to deal with him?" Zhou Ruolan still felt uneasy.
Nian Wuji smiled: "Mother, don't worry, my child is the apprentice of the God of War. Even if I give Huang Liang ten courages, he won't dare to touch me. In the eyes of the God of War, everything in the world is like an ant. He can crush it with his hands. The God of War has the power to crush me." Who in the world dares to disobey the order? What's more, when I left Misty Cliff, my master gave me three treasures. With these three treasures, no one under the Martial God can harm the child!"
"That's good, but before you act, you'd better seek your grandfather's opinion first!" Nian Shaofeng said.
"I know, I will go visit grandpa later!"
One day later, Mr. Nian Ge sent out an invitation, inviting a group of elders and the heads of major and small forces in the Holy City to attend a dinner at Nian's Mansion three days later.
Although the military aircraft battalion can only defend the Holy City now, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, so this face has to be given. However, everyone is secretly feeling strange. What is the purpose of the pavilion boss inviting everyone with great fanfare this year
The headquarters of Haotian League, Tianlong, Tianhu, and Tianxiang Sect are all located in the Holy City. Therefore, they also received invitations from the old people of Niange, and expressed their hope that Xuanyuan Wuwo and Huangpu Huoming , Nangong Tianbao were all present.
People from the four factions did not dare to neglect, and quickly sent people to Shengwu Academy to report.
After learning the news, Xuanyuan Wuwo summoned the other five deans to discuss matters.
"Why do you think Mr. Ge invited us to the banquet this year? Do you want to take the opportunity to catch us all?" Xuanyuan Wuwo said with a smile.
"You really know how to joke. Now the military aircraft battalion is in name only and can only defend the Holy City. If he dares to do harm to us, he is simply asking for death!" Zhuge Qingyang sneered disdainfully.
Author's digression: First update
Thanks to AI Wang Ning for the big reward (to be continued)