On the ancient city wall, with endless ice and snow, Ou Yu has already entered the vicissitudes of life at this moment.

The pair of turquoise eyes quietly looked at the Tidi warriors in the distance, carrying supplies and constantly reinforcing the city walls.

"It's very strange, the old man, as a sage of the Ye Dynasty, looks at his homeland without the slightest emotion."

Ou Yu looked at the gray cumulus clouds in the sky, and sighed softly, while Wei Siyuan on the side just smiled lightly and replied politely.

"Have you ever thought about what you are going to say after the sacrifice of the Tidi clan helps the seniors summon the people they want to see?"

Wei Siyuan asked casually, with a shadow in his eyes, like a huge python, confiding snake letters, looking for prey.

Ou Yu was also a little stunned for a while when he heard Wei Siyuan ask.

Yes, if the sacrifice of the Natidi clan really helped him summon Concubine Wen's soul, what should he say?

Ask her if she's doing well?

Ask her if she thinks about herself?

Ou Yu fell into a daze, he worked hard all his life, from the little beggar at the bottom who no one cared about, climbed step by step to the current position, and came to the extreme north with humiliation, what is the so-called?

Isn't it just to get her, to accompany her, to see her again?

"Do you have to say anything?"

Ou Yu, who has now lived all his life, suddenly flashed a gentle smile from Concubine Wen in his mind, and asked himself softly.

Wei Siyuan looked at Ou Yu like this, his eyes narrowed slightly, in his opinion, Ou Yu was purely a waste of a great opportunity.

If the Natidi sacrifice really had such ability, it might as well be used to find a way to increase the possibility of him ascending the throne.

Love?

Wei Siyuan's contemptuous eyes already showed disdain, but there was no way, if he wanted to succeed, Ou Yu's position was extremely important.

Although Ou Yu seems to be the most weak of all the sages, Murong Hai's strength is undoubted, almost the entire continent, no sage dares to be presumptuous in front of him, and the only one who can be compared to him is the originator of Dongyi's secret guest, the Shadow Saint.

As for the Northern Tidi Sacrifice and the Southern Barbarian Gu Saint, a few people joining forces back then were not Murong Hai's opponents, and now it is even more impossible.

Since the Shadow Saint became a saint back then, he fought with Murong Hai in the deep sea, and no one knows the outcome of the duel between the two.

Since then, the Shadow Saint has been living in seclusion in Dongyi and has never been seen again.

And Murong Hai did not go out of the house for thirty years after that battle.

As for the scholar Kong Mo, Wei Siyuan felt that in addition to restraining Ou Yu, it seemed that it was nothing more than that.

After all, Wei Siyuan is just a power plotter, and he doesn't pay too much attention to the disparity in personal strength after all.

Just like Ou Yu now, in Wei Siyuan's eyes, it is just a license for him to ascend the throne in the future.

With a sage supporting him, at least Murong Hai would not interfere in the regime change within the Ye Dynasty.

... ...

In the depths of the Southern Barbarians, the more Gu Kashgar listened, the more surprised he became, and he didn't know anything about the past told by Wu Shang.

"Then, does Wu Shang know if Ou Yu is my Nanban royal family?"

When Gu Kashgar heard Gu Sheng's story that Ou Yu actually had the blood of the Southern Barbarians, or the pure blood of the royal family, where could he not have a plan in his heart?

Today's Ou Yu is one of the three sages of the Ye Dynasty, if he can use the bloodline theory to win him back to Nanban, then no matter what the purpose, it will be a great increase in the strength of Nanban.

After all, it is the imperial royal family, who can not have the ambition to strengthen their own racial country.

Gu Sheng smiled slightly when he heard Gu Kashgar's inquiry, his dark green pupils full of vicissitudes seemed to have seen through his inner thoughts, shook his head, and sighed: "Heaven is fair, everyone has their own fixed number in their life, Ou Yu is destined not to return to our Nanban, do you think I haven't thought about it?" ”

When Gu Kashgar heard Gu Sheng's words, he was stunned for a moment, yes, he thought of it, how could Wu Shang not think of it?

"Then why didn't Wu Shang bring Ou Yu back? I just listened to what Wu Shang said, Ou Yu must have learned to use poison from you since he was a child. ”

Although the Gu Saint did not admit his master-apprentice relationship with Ou Yu, facts speak louder than words, at least on Ou Yu's path to becoming a Sage, the Gu Saint is obviously a vital existence.

"I don't want to, it's just that even my favorite daughter has been put in, and I can't exchange it for Ou Yu to return to Nanban."

The Gu Saint seemed to have aged a lot at this moment, and the dark green essence light in his eyes that was once full of energy was now getting darker and darker.

"My time is running out, King, although Ou Yu has not returned to Nanban, but one day when our Nanban falls into extinction, he should also retain our Nanban bloodline."

When Gu Kashgar heard Gu Sheng suddenly say this, he immediately panicked in his heart, and hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade him: "Wushang, your health is very good, why did you suddenly say this?" ”

The Gu Sage glanced at Gu Kashgar with a little deep meaning, and said in a deep voice: "King, you must remember that Ou Yu's sanctification is purely an accident between heaven and earth, or it may be another arrangement of heaven's will. ”

Although Gu Kashgar didn't understand why Gu Sheng said this, looking at Gu Sheng's serious expression, Gu Kashgar still nodded and promised that he would not mention Ou Yu's return in the future.

Seeing that Gu Kashgar had assured himself, Gu Sheng smiled slightly, and then continued to look into the distance, but now there was only the setting sun and dense shade in the distance.

Gu Naro's figure is long gone.

... ...

Time seems to be frozen in the ice and snow of heaven and earth, and the words spoken yesterday are frozen in an instant, and when I think about it again, several days have passed.

"Hanyue, I don't know what happened to General Lu?"

After reading the recital, Feng Yewu walked straight to the window, looking into the distance, but unfortunately the high palace wall blocked everything outside, except for the red sunset, it was the red city wall.

Han Yue heard Feng Yewu ask softly, and she had already guessed in her heart how much she missed Lu Jue.

In the past few days, Lu Jue has been busy arranging military deployment, food and grass, and personnel and troops every day, and he has not come to see Feng Yewu for a long time.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go and see General Lu?"

Hanyue lowered her head and asked softly.

Although Feng Yewu has a positive face, in her heart, Feng Yewu is a woman after all.

"No need, the Lone King is just asking casually, you go down first."

Feng Yewu waved her hand at Han Yue indifferently and motioned her to retreat, in fact, she was also afraid in her heart that she would not be able to help but let Han Yue go to Lu Jue.