Dao Monarch Yu Xi, the daughter of the Holy Lord, soon, the news spread overwhelmingly!
The whole Jokhang Holy Land was in an uproar! Fear, fear, regret, joy, various emotions erupted throughout the Jokhang Holy Land. Www!QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO!cOM
The daughter of Jingzhao, what is this concept
The daughter of the first person in the world, the first princess in the world. At this moment, who would dare to look down on her? Who would dare to hit her idea
It’s just that countless cultivators don’t understand why Jingzhao only recognizes this daughter today!
Jingzhao didn't explain, and didn't say much, but the sentence "daughter" has already told everything, because this sentence of "daughter" has already explained that Jingzhao will protect him!
Mo Yuxi returned to his palace somehow.
The Bei Mo Temple was murdered, and Mo Yuxi did not live there anymore, but instead went to his father's former residence, which was close to Dazhao Mountain, similar to the Taoist temples of Maori and Youyue.
This was originally Mo Yuxi’s father’s property, but after Mo Yuxi’s father died, he was taken over by some true monarchs, but at this moment, these true monarchs immediately gave up this place obediently, who would dare to fight with Mo Yuxi
Looking at the'Dark Phoenix Palace' in front of him, Mo Yuxi recalled too much childhood fun for a while.
But is Jingzhao his mother? This information, like a bone in his throat, made Mo Yuxi's expression extremely complicated.
Why? When my father died, my mother was indifferent? Is the Holy Lord really his own mother? Why do you ignore yourself for so many years and let yourself be bullied
Mo Yuxi shut himself in the Dark Phoenix Hall alone. Even Yan Chuan was turned away.
Yan Chuan smiled slightly, not caring.
At this moment, the most excited people were Qinglong and the others. They were arranged by Mo Yuxi's father back then. They were loyal to the young master, as it should be. They have also suffered a lot of cold eyes over the years.
However, at this moment, he suddenly realized that his Young Master still had such a strong identity, Qinglong immediately felt exasperated.
"Emperor Yan, is it true?" Qinglong was still a little excited.
"Really, this Mingfeng Mountain used to be Yu Xi's father's dojo?" Yan Chuan asked.
"Yes, I will live here before waiting!" Qinglong nodded excitedly.
"Help me find a single room, I have something to tell Mr. Wen Ruo!" Yan Chuan said.
"Okay, okay, no problem!" Qinglong replied immediately.
All the true monarchs who occupied Mingfeng Mountain were all gone. Mo Yuxi was in a bad mood. At this moment, Qinglong, as the first servant, naturally had the right to arrange here, and it was Yan Chuan.
"Emperor Yan, you asked me to come, is there really something important? You know, the great change of the Jokhang Holy Land, the Great Zhou City on my side, will definitely not live in peace at this moment!" Mr. Wen Ruo smiled.
"Let's go, Mr. Wen Ruo, the matter is urgent. I should have told you when I arrived at the Jokhang Holy Land yesterday, but it's a pity that I met Yu Xi!" Yan Chuan's expression was righteous.
Seeing Yan Chuan's face serious, Mr. Wen Ruo also knew that things were extraordinary, and his face suddenly became serious.
Under the guidance of Qinglong, the two came to a hall, and the door of the hall closed suddenly, and no one was allowed to disturb.
"Yan Huang, what's the matter? Tell me!" Mr. Wen Ruo said solemnly.
With Yan Chuan's current status, it is not difficult to find a magic weapon for storage.
Yan Chuan flipped his hand, and a huge coffin suddenly emerged from his sleeve.
coffin
Mr. Wen Ruo's face sank. Mr. Wen Ruo doesn't know who is in the coffin, but there must be a dead person in it, who
Yan Chuan stretched out his hand to beckon Mr. Wen Ruo to do it himself.
With a hint of curiosity, Mr. Wen Ruo gently pushed up the lid of the coffin.
call!
The lid of the coffin retreated, suddenly revealing a corpse inside.
Mr. Wen Ruo shook his whole body and looked inside the coffin in horror.
"Father? Daddy~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Mr. Wen Ruo burst into tears suddenly. It was not someone else who lay in the coffin, but the former principal of Julu Academy, Menciu!
In Nanshenzhou, in order to inquire about the whereabouts of Feng Shui master Li Canglan, Li Canghai led a group of Feng Shui masters and beat him to death in front of Yan Chuan. In the end, Li Canglan's whereabouts was exchanged for his life.
"Father!" Mr. Wen Ruo cried for a while.
Then, Mr. Wen Ruo's face was cold, and Junxiu's face was distorted and terrifying. He turned to look at Yan Chuan and said, "Yan Huang, who is it? Who killed my father?"
With a slight sigh, Yan Chuan told Mr. Wen Ruo about Nan Shenzhou. No reservations.
"If Wen is a struggling child, bring me a sentence and say,'Father, I'm sorry for him!'."
Dad sorry for him
But at the end of Yan Chuan talked about Mencius Qiu's last sentence of guilt when he was dying. Wen Ruo was already crying.
"Li Canghai, Li Canghai, I will not kill you, I will destroy the heavens~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" Mr. Wen Ruo roared.
Seeing Mr. Wen Ruo's grief, Yan Chuan sighed slightly, did not say anything, but walked out of the hall alone, leaving Mr. Wen Ruo alone to vent his sadness.
"Yan Huang?" Qinglong came.
"Don't disturb Mr. Wenruo!" Yan Chuan said.
"Yeah!" Qinglong nodded.
"Where is Jin Dayu?" Yan Chuan asked in confusion.
"Master Jin? Oh, he asked me to bring you a sentence before, I almost forgot!" Qinglong slapped his head.
"Oh?"
"He said, he sensed the Sun Fire Essence Stone, and went to investigate!" Qinglong said.
Sun Fire Stone? Yan Chuan's expression moved, and he suddenly remembered that Jin Dayu had never had a magic weapon to use, and he had always cared about the magic weapon of his ancestors. Sun Fire Stone? Refining the gate of heaven
"I see!" Yan Chuan nodded.
Yan Chuan had already brought the letter back and asked Liu Gangdong Factory to search around. Now that Jin Dayu found it by himself, it couldn't be better.
"Big Brother, Yan Huang, the girl Shangguan is here!" Bai Long ran over immediately.
"Oh?" Yan Chuan moved with an expression, speeding up his pace and hurried to Mingfeng Hall.
The gate of Mingfeng Hall was open, and Shangguan Wan'er was facing Mo Yuxi.
"Girl Shangguan, the Holy Lord is really my mother? Is it true?" Mo Yuxi said with a trace of tears in his eyes.
"How can this be fake? Girl, don't think too much, since the Holy Lord has recognized you, no one in this world dares to bully you anymore." Shangguan Wan'er smiled.
But Mo Yuxi was even more sad.
When Yan Chuan walked into the hall, Mo Yuxi didn't care about it. Shangguan Wan'er looked at Yan Chuan and didn't say anything.
"Then why, why have I been ignorant of me all these years, and why when my father died, why saint, why did my mother ignore it, why? If my mother took care of it, my father would not die! Why?" Mo Yuxi cried sadly.
Shangguan Wan'er frowned, not wanting to say something.
"Girl Shangguan, please tell me, okay?" Mo Yuxi stepped forward and took Shangguan Wan'er's hand and pleaded.
"You may be even more sad if you know it, you still don't know it!" Shangguan Wan'er persuaded.
"No, I must know, girl Shangguan, if you don't tell me, I will ask my mother, I see what she says!" Mo Yuxi resolutely said.
"Oh, well, I hope you don't regret it!" Shangguan Wan'er nodded.
"Well, you say!" Mo Yuxi bit his lip and strengthened himself.
"To blame for your father's death, blame him for being too greedy and ignorant of current affairs, no wonder others, because he is too greedy, so the Holy Lord ignored him! Even let him fend for himself! "Shangguan Wan'er sighed slightly.
"Ah? What?" Mo Yuxi was taken aback.
"Your father was too greedy back then. He wanted to enter the sacred place, and wanted to tell the world. He was the husband of the holy lord, so he angered the holy lord!" Shangguan Wan'er recalled.
"Ah? My father, isn't my mother's husband? How could it be possible?" Mo Yuxi asked in surprise.
"Husband? The Lord once had a husband, but the husband of the Lord is dead!" Shangguan Wan'er said.
"What? Why don't I know? Who is the Lord's husband?" Mo Yuxi asked in surprise.
"It's okay to tell you, the former husband of the Holy Lord called'Li Zhi', the former Lord of Tang Dynasty!" Shangguan Wan'er said.
"Datang?" Mo Yuxi kept recalling in her mind, but there was no such word as Datang.
However, Mo Yuxi didn't get too entangled, but asked: "Then what is my father? How could my mother give birth to me?"
"Your father? He is just the face of the Holy Lord." Shangguan Wan'er said.
Noodles
Mo Yuxi was a little dazed, it was Yan Chuan, who was also surprised at this moment. Noodles? Is Mo Yuxi's father Jingzhao's face
"The face? How could it be, how could Dad be the mother's face?" Mo Yuxi was shocked by the result.
"You know now, why the Lord is not happy with you? Although you are the daughter of the Lord, compared to the other children of the Lord, your identity determines everything. Fortunately, you don't have to worry about it. It was born of the Holy Lord, even if you don’t like it, you are still a piece of flesh from the Holy Lord, and the Holy Lord has recognized you!” Shangguan Wan'er comforted.
"Mianshou? Haha, it turns out that I was born from the Holy Master and a Mianshou!" Mo Yuxi's heart was cold, his face was extremely bitter, and boundless suffering enveloped his heart.
"Only I, Maori, and Youyue know about this. No one else knows about the Lord’s private affairs. Girl, I grew up watching you. Although the Lord doesn’t like you, as long as you are the daughter of the Lord. , I won’t look at it separately. I’m here today, on the one hand to comfort you, on the other hand to prepare you to position yourself. Now, since you know your identity, I won’t say more, you are a smart The girl, know what to do and what not to do. Don't be discouraged, as the daughter of the Holy Lord, it is your blessing!" Shangguan Wan'er comforted.
Mo Yuxi was sobbing alone, originally wanting to ask his teacher for crimes, but now, Mo Yuxi's heart is a mess.
"Yan Chuan, how do you comfort Yu Xi!" Shangguan Wan'er said to Yan Chuan aside.
"I will, but, girl Shangguan, I just heard you say, Holy Master Jing, there are other children?" Yan Chuan asked curiously.
Shangguan Wan'er frowned and shook her head: "Yan Chuan, you still don't know, take good care of Yu Xi!"
Yan Chuan nodded.
Looking at the sad Mo Yuxi, Shangguan Wan'er sighed slightly. Instead, he walked towards the outside of the hall.