Since the Flying Eagle rode Tiqi to report, Du Yun entangled his heart together, and in order to hide people's eyes, he personally took a team of Tiqi to Tianyun Mountain. Although he escaped the investigation of the Xuan Wolf Army, the mountains of white bones made it impossible for him to distinguish them. He stood on the mountain road of Tianyun Mountain, looking at the ashes of the four fields with two lines of blood and tears, and it was difficult to hide the grief and indignation in his heart.

Du Yun glanced at King Yong in the palace, although the other party was suspicious of his actions, he did not realize Yun Ruowu's true identity, but was only regarded as an orphan of Yun Tianzong.

If Yun Ruowu is really the orphan of the first queen, he must not let Yun Ruowu stay in the imperial city, looking at the entire Luofu, only Qianren Peak is the most appropriate. As long as the prince can live safely, Du Yun can rest assured.

"This sword is indeed the White Cloud Sword." Du Yun said respectfully, although he said that Emperor Yu Ming listened, it seemed to make it clear to the courtiers of the full hall that Yun Ruowu was a disciple of the Yuntian Sect as if he were a fake, because this sword was uncontrollable by ordinary people unless it was a disciple of the sect.

Emperor Ming nodded lightly, his right hand gently stroked the cold air on the blade, and it seemed that he had met his comrades-in-arms who had fought together in the four seas in the past.

"The cloud... Clouds..."

Du Yun reminded Emperor Ming respectfully, "Your Majesty, it is Yun Ruowu, a disciple of Yun Wenxin. He didn't know that in order not to doubt Yun Ruowu's identity, Yun Wenxin did not accept Yun Ruowu as an apprentice, but handed him over to Yun Aochen, the junior disciple of Yufeng Academy, to teach on his behalf.

"Oh, yes, Yun Ruowu, a disciple of Wenxin." Emperor Ming didn't care about Yun Ruowu, his tone was solemn on the two words Wenxin, he raised his head and looked at Yun Ruowu of His Highness carefully, as if he saw a trace of Yun Wenxin's shadow, and asked in a trance, "How old are you?" ”

Yun Ruowu didn't know what Emperor Ming meant, "Ah! "Yes.

Du Yun, who was standing next to the Purple Dragon case, looked at Yun Ruowu with a hint of joy flashing in his eyes, and reminded loudly, "Your Majesty is asking you how old you are this year." ”

Yun Ruowu shook his head and replied in a low voice, "I've been an orphan since I was a child, and Master didn't mention it. "He has lived in Yufeng Courtyard since he was sensible, and the master in his mouth is Yun Aochen, not the Yun Wenxin that Emperor Ming, Du Yun and Du Pingye thought in their hearts.

In addition, Yun Ruowu did not deny it, but all this is not important, now, the only disciple left in the world of Yuntian Sect is him Yun Ruowu.

Emperor Ming looked at Yun Ruowu sadly, tears welling up in his eyes, he pushed the Baiyun Sword to Du Yun's side, and said in a low voice, "Give it back to him." ”

"Yes." Du Yun held the Baiyun Sword in both hands and came to Yun Ruowu respectfully, just like an old slave seeing his little master, he didn't have the arrogance at the beginning.

Although King Yong, who was standing on the side, noticed a trace of abnormality, in his eyes, he thought that it should be Du Yun's respect for Yuntianzong, after all, when Emperor Ming first ascended the throne, Du Yun often had dealings with Yuntianzong.

However, after the assassination of Mangyuan Peach Valley, Du Yun disappeared for more than a month, and when he reappeared, he had little contact with Yuntian Sect.

"Is this a letter?" Yun Ruowu took the Baiyun Sword, took out his rag from his arms, wrapped the Baiyun Sword around, and hung it around his waist.

"Believe, believe." Du Yun was the first to answer, very respectful. The group of ministers loyal to Emperor Ming on the right side of the palace also echoed one after another, forcing King Yong to follow suit, and the ministers of the palace recognized the identity of Yun Ruowu Yun Tianzong, and the eight tribes were not easy to twist.

"Now that Yun Ruowu's identity has been clarified, our Vientiane clan can take him back to Qianren Peak, right?" Jian Mingyue patted Yun Ruowu's shoulder and asked with a happy expression.

Du Yun was overjoyed, it was safer to put Yun Ruowu in the Vientiane clan than to stay in Dragon City. The fall of Yun Tianzong has not yet been clarified, and if King Yong knows Yun Ruowu's true identity, he will definitely try to get rid of him.

"No!" Jian Mingyue and Yun Ruowu both looked happy, thinking that there would be no more variables for Yun Ruowu to worship the Remnant Sword Tower, but unexpectedly, Emperor Ming suddenly spoke out against it.

"Ahh Du Yun exclaimed in a low voice, he looked back at Emperor Ming on the purple pier, bowed down, and shouted in a low voice, "Your Majesty! ”

"Yun Ruowu is a disciple of Yun Tianzong, so he should stay in Dragon City." Emperor Ming said in a rough voice, his voice was very firm, and he did not allow others to object. He propped his hands on the dragon case, stood up with difficulty, and shouted to Yun Ruowu, "You come forward." ”

Du Yun stepped forward quickly, came to Emperor Ming's ear and whispered, "Your Majesty, the old slave knows that you miss Sect Master Yun and thank Yun Tianzong, but Yun Ruowu can't stay. ”

Emperor Ming, who was still smiling just now, his whole face froze when he heard Du Yun's persuasion, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he stared at Du Yun coldly, with an expression of which side are you standing on.

Du Yun slowly helped Emperor Ming to sit down, and said to King Yong respectfully, "His Royal Highness King Yong, Your Majesty is not feeling well, and I am bothering you to take the six Jiuqing and the people of the eight tribes to Linze Palace to discuss matters. He looked at Emperor Ming with pleading eyes, shook his head slightly, and begged Emperor Ming not to oppose his arrangement.

"It's... It's not right! King Yong stepped forward and looked at the royal brother with a blue face, looking obedient and well-behaved, harmless to humans and animals.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Ming suddenly waved his hand and motioned for King Yong to retreat with his ministers and the elders of the eight tribes, deacons, and attachés.

After everyone knelt down and bowed nine times, they bowed down and slowly withdrew from the main hall.

After the ministers withdrew from the Longque Palace, Du Yun coughed to Yang Zhentian, who was lingering at the entrance of the hall, and motioned for him to come forward.

Yang Zhentian returned to the palace, and after bowing to Emperor Ming, he gave Du Yun a look, "What's the matter?" looks.

"Your Majesty, Yun Ruowu must not stay in Dragon City." Du Yun knelt on the ground and sobbed. With his right hand, he waved his robe behind him, signaling the inner court attendants around Ziqi to retreat one after another.

Yang Zhentian also coughed dryly, and motioned for the armor-breaking army around the pillar stones in the hall to also retreat under the stone steps of the temple.

"Du, what's wrong with you?" Yang Zhentian was comforted, and he asked with a puzzled expression, "The emperor misses Sect Master Yunwenxin, and let the only disciple of Yuntianzong stay by his side as a companion, why do you object?" ”

"Or Yang Aiqing understands me" Emperor Ming leaned on the armrest of the dragon couch, patted Du Yun's shriveled shoulder with his right hand, and sighed.

Du Yun kowtowed again and objected, "Your Majesty, if it is the rest of the Yuntian Sect, the old slave will never object, but Yun Ruowu must not stay in Dragon City." ”

"Why?" Yang Zhentian's face was stunned, he thought in his heart, he didn't know that the head of the inner court, who had always been heavy, suddenly rebelled against His Majesty's will, and it was in front of the courtiers in the palace. If it weren't for the emperor's favor, I am afraid that someone else would have been dragged into Zehai Heavenly Prison a long time ago.

Du Yun's two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to plead guilty, "The old slave is useless, the old slave is useless, the old slave is useless." ”

"What the hell is going on!" Emperor Ming saw that Du Yun, who had followed him for decades, was so out of shape today, and his face was solemn and he shouted.