In his thoughts, Yin Chen's eyes once again looked in the direction of the distant Yanjing!
Before Mu Wudi died, he had searched through Mu Wudi's memory with soul searching techniques.
There, he saw the bloody Royal Emperor Garden, and also saw the tragic scene of countless clansmen bleeding into rivers!
Among them, there was a young and beautiful woman who was originally heroic and heroic. At that time, she was no longer the long hair fluttering and full of fairy spirit, but was stained with blood all over her body. own infant child.
Facing the enemy's thousands of troops, she even did not hesitate to have all the meridians in her body crippled, fighting to the last bit of strength, and she would never want her child to be hurt to the slightest.
It wasn't until she was dying that the woman who was powerless gave her infant child to the later Yin Shitian!
At that moment, the woman's pale and weak face finally showed a relieved smile, and the sad and guilty eyes were mixed with the last warmth of this life.
As if to say, I'm sorry, my child, mother can't see you growing up anymore!
As the woman closed her eyes peacefully, the sky began to snow all over the sky.
It seems to be announcing that this pair of mother and son who have not had time to recognize each other will be separated forever from heaven and man!
When waking up from his thoughts, Yin Chen already felt a little sour in his eyes.
This woman is exactly his mother in the past and present, Concubine Longyue!
In the world, there is no better mother than her!
However, she died!
The four royal families, kill her!
Originally thought that returning from rebirth would resolve all the regrets and regrets in the previous life, but it was not until this moment that Yin Chen finally understood.
What is the real life!
Hate the injustice of fate!
Hate good and evil without retribution!
Hate Huangquan two separations!
It turned out that his biological mother, Emperor Lingtian, died in such a humiliating way, and he has not yet repaid the gift of giving birth to her for ten months!
Is it too late?
Yin Chen got up, took out three sticks of incense in the wind and snow, and looked in the direction of Yanjing again, where his mother died.
At that time, the wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, blowing Yin Chen's handsome Nine Pythons uniform, but it couldn't get close to his immovable body. With a flick of his fingers, three incense sticks were lit with dazzling blaze.
Afterwards, Yin Chen bowed deeply three times in the direction of Yanjing.
? Bless the gift of fertility at birth.
Let me thank you for saving my life when I was a baby.
Worship him again, Yin Lingtian, the fault of being unfilial for two lifetimes!
Not being able to be filial to your parents is the greatest regret and remorse for every child in the world!
"Mother, it will be your birthday soon in the coming year. My son has nothing to give you. Let me use the century-old blood of his three royal families and the heads of ten thousand people as my son's gift!"
While speaking, Yin Chen's eyes were already blood red, and even the hands holding the three sticks of incense were trembling uncontrollably.
"His three royal families can move me, but you"
"no!"
Boom!
Yin Chen's aura erupted, and a vast and monstrous power of a god emperor rose into the sky like a roaring dragon, directly pressing down on the sky.
The terrifying cultivation base of the Mahayana period now makes the entire dome seem to be shattered in an instant. This terrifying force rolled over, causing the soldiers of the three armies outside to feel a boundless chill in their hearts.
It was not until a long time later that the brilliance of the flame in his hand made the three sticks of incense burnt out, and Yin Chen turned around slightly.
I saw King Ye Luo walked in again.
"Young commander, there is a senior named Yin Shitian in the army who wants to see you!"
"Yin Shitian?"
Yin Chen who heard the words frowned suddenly, and immediately said, "Let him come over!"
However, just as the three armies were moving back to the north, at the same time, the Shenlong Mountains far to the west of Yanjing were also quietly changing.
This place is less than three hundred miles away from the foot of the Son of Heaven. There are thousands of mountains and ravines here, and there are seas of clouds and mist all the year round.
The Shenlong Mountains are located to the west of the sea of ??clouds, stretching for hundreds of miles, covered by clouds and mists all the year round, and serving as a natural barrier to protect the Central Plains.
Since ancient times, countless barbarians and aliens from outside the Celestial Dynasty have gone south to plunder with strong bows and crossbows, scimitars and long whips, but they have all been stopped by this mountain one after another, looking at the mountain and sighing.
?To this day, the Shenlong Mountains are still shrouded in thick mystery, so that there is an endless stream of explorers and gold diggers from ancient to modern times.They come and go, but most of them get lost in the vast mountains and steep forests and return without success.
What's more, they lost their lives here and became a delicious meal for birds and beasts.
Over time, more Chinese people feel awe here.
They knew that under the layers of mist, there must be a fairy house, and mortals must not offend.
However, only a very small number of high-level officials in the capital, as well as the powerful families, knew that it was actually the base camp of the Yanjing Dugu royal family!
"I heard that Dugu Qingwei, that bastard's old enemy, Watanabe Kuanglei came to him again?"
In the Dugu Royal Manor, in front of a large quiet pond full of lotus flowers, a thin old man with white hair and childlike face sat cross-legged.
The old man was dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, with silver threads like snow, fixed with a wooden hairpin, and his whole body was quite fairy-like.
"Reporting to Master, there is indeed such a thing, but that old guy, who now claims to be the head of the Qingwei Taoist and sits in the Dragon Group, has no relationship with my Dugu royal family!"
Behind the silver-haired old man, a middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing and a star crown stood bowed, and said proudly,
The middle-aged man's name is Dugu Bufan, he is one of the youngest uncles of the Dugu royal family, and he is also a "land god" in the eyes of the world!
"Forget it, I'm a traitor, so don't mention it!" The silver-haired old man sighed, and then his eyes froze with a cold gleam, and he asked another question.
"The old man also heard recently that the remnant of the Yin family who escaped the catastrophe appeared?"
As soon as these words came out, Dugu Bufan's expression suddenly became serious. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com