Longxing City, located in the north of the Star Luo Empire. Located less than two hundred meters from the border between the two empires, it is a true border city.

It itself is not under the direct jurisdiction of the royal family of the Star Luo Empire, but is a territory within the territory of a subordinate kingdom. Because of trade, this small city is extremely prosperous, and there is an endless stream of merchants passing by.

The convoy sped through the streets, kicking up clouds of dust, and a moment later stopped outside a large mansion in the east of Longxing City. This huge convoy naturally attracted everyone's attention, and two strong men had already run out of the opposite gate. The people of the sane clan must have looked shorter, but they gave people a thicker feeling.

A strong man looked at the emaciated old man who walked down from the carriage and looked puzzled, "Hello, respected Patriarch Yang, I don't know if you came to find our patriarch this time?" ”

As the children of the royal family, they also knew that although the relationship between the emaciated old man in front of them and the patriarch of the family was reasonable, it was not close enough to visit often when they had nothing to do.

If Tianchen was here, he would find that the old man's appearance was seven or eight points similar to Yang Wushuang, but his eyes were very gloomy, giving people a gloomy feeling.

This emaciated old man was none other than Yang Wuving, the patriarch of the Po Yi clan, an eighty-two-level Contra powerhouse. And Bai Agarwood, who was dressed in plain clothes, also walked out of the carriage behind the old man, his spirit was a little sluggish, and his pitiful appearance made people feel pity.

And at this moment, a deep voice came from the mansion of the Imperial Family. "Old goat, what are you doing so much to come to my royal clan?"

Inside the open door, an old man who was no less in size than a Titan walked in from inside, his face like a heavy date. Her short hair like a steel needle is already gray. His face was ruddy, and his big eyes were bright with copper bells. His shoulders were extremely broad, and although the robe he wore on the outside was wide, his majestic figure could still be seen before he moved.

The person who came frowned and looked at Yang Wudi and the others, but when his gaze moved to the girl with red eyes beside Yang Wuyi, he hurriedly asked with concern.

"Xiangxiang, what happened, why didn't your grandfather come with you?"

"Grandpa Niu Gao, our Min clan was destroyed, and Grandpa he also died in battle." was mentioned by Niu Gao about the sad thing, tears kept rolling in Bai Agarwood's eyes, Bei Yan bit his red lips, and said in a choked voice.

Hearing this, Niu Gao's face suddenly changed, and the terrifying soul power coercion swept over with his furious emotions. The children of the surrounding royal clan also looked at Bai Agarwood in disbelief.

"Old goat, what the hell is going on?" Niu Gao tried his best to calm the violently fluctuating emotions in his heart, and looked at Yang Wuving, whose face was gloomy like water.

At this time, Bai Agarwood was already crying, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes one by one.

Yang Wushu comforted Bai Agarwood a few words, stepped forward stiffly and looked directly at Niu Gao, the green tendons on his clenched fists burst out, and he bowed his head in remorse.

"I'm not sure who did it. Although the old white bird is pedantic and rigid, he will not offend people easily. Forget it, the old orangutan has been notified before, so let's talk about it after he arrives. You first ask someone to prepare a room for Xiangxiang, this girl hasn't closed her eyes for a few days. ”

"Hey, you guys come in first." Niu Gao sighed and waved his hand to signal the children of the clan to start preparing.

Yang Wushu waved his hand with interest, and walked into the mansion with the children of the Po Yi clan.

And everything that happened in it, Tianchen in Wuhun City had no way of knowing.

……

Seven days later. In a palatial manor in the center of Wuhun City.

The crystal body of the 10,000-year-old blue silver king coiled in the flower garden shimmered with a faint blue light, and the cool and soft breath was refreshing. Leaning on the chair in the shade of the tree, Tianchen looked at the shadow in front of him with soft eyes.

Ye Lingling seems to be fond of pure white, and is still wearing a silver-white dress. Her long, silky white hair is coiled at the back of her head, and she carefully cares for the begonia flowers of different colors. The warm evening breeze greeted Yingmai, lifting Ye Lingling's skirt, revealing a pair of fair, tender and slender legs.

"Tianchen, look!" Ye Lingling plucked a blooming white begonia flower and tied it on her head. With such a playful appearance, Tianchen was also slightly stunned.

But in Ye Lingling's opinion, Tianchen was obviously a little absent-minded, the smile on his face gradually converged, and he walked in front of Tianchen dissatisfiedly and snatched the silver wine glass in Tianchen's hand.

The fragrance of fruit wine and the clattering sound of ice cubes echoed around, and Tianchen came back to his senses and pulled Ye Lingling to his lap with a smile.

"Okay, Ling Ling, it's me who got distracted."

"Hmph." Ye Lingling snorted lightly, and leaned into Tianchen's arms, frowning slightly, as if thinking about something.

"Tianchen, how long will it take you to go to the Death Valley to cultivate this time?"

"About a year." Tianchen's right hand gently stroked Ye Lingling's long silver-white hair, and the two of them looked at the sunset slowly falling in the distance at the same time. The afterglow of the setting sun completely rendered the entire estate in rose gold, and both of them tacitly did not speak again, enjoying this rare tranquility.

Just as the night was completely dark, the two intertwined figures staggered back to the rooms of the castle. The sound of a fiery heartbeat and heavy breathing was clearly audible in the room.

"Ling Ling, will you try this instead?" Tianchen's ill-intentioned voice rang out in the room.

Ye Lingling glanced at Tianchen with disgust, but thinking that Tianchen was going to go to the Death Valley to cultivate tomorrow, she didn't refuse. Just looking at the maid costume in his hand, the eyes that looked at Tianchen were a little weird.

Tianchen smiled wryly, took out a fluffy white tail from the soul guide and handed it to Ye Lingling. The tail is taken from a thousand-year-old snow fox, soft and fluffy, and at the other end of the tail is a strange orb made of metal.

"Ling Ling, why don't you try this too?"

"Get out!"

……

This night, it suddenly rained heavily in Wuhun City, and all kinds of begonia flowers in the flower bed were wet.

In particular, the pure white begonia flower, which grew most luxuriantly in the flower garden, had endured the merciless whipping of the wind and rain all night, and had weakly drooped down its flower bones many times, but after the baptism of the storm, he raised his head again in high spirits, as if he had been reborn.

The crystal dew on the petals is not known to be stained with a little soil, which looks a little muddy and sticky, dripping from top to bottom.