Hearing Lan Zi's call, Xingluo glanced at Mo Wanchen beside him a little nervously.

"Grandpa told you, come over quickly." Mo Wanchen whispered.

Xingluo took a breath and cautiously walked towards Lan Zi, who was sitting at the front of the hall.

The old man in front of him was an ultimate sword god with an eighth-level super holy spirit cultivation, and as soon as Xing Luo approached, he clearly felt the powerful aura released from Lan Zi's body.

"Wang ......"

Coming to Lan Zi, Xingluo bowed to him again.

Seeing his grandson, Lan Zi changed his serious expression, pulled Xingluo to his side and said, "Xiao Luo, call grandpa ......"

"Grandpa......" Xingluo whispered.

Lan Zi chuckled and said, "This is not like the Xiao Luo I have heard, what's wrong, why did he become so restrained in front of his grandfather?" ”

Hearing Lan Zi's gentle words, Xingluo's hanging heart finally relaxed a lot, he raised his head and smiled at Lan Zi, and said, "Grandpa, I'm not restrained, I'm just afraid that saying the wrong thing will upset you." ”

"You can say whatever you want, the people standing in Zhaoyang Palace today are all your uncles, you don't have to be stubborn."

As he spoke, he waved his hand to Jing Qing, the personal guard beside him, and gave an order.

Soon, the guard Jingqing came to everyone and said loudly: "Spread the word of the king of the Thousand Spirits Clan, Xingluo, the youngest son of Prince Mo Wanchen, Lan Zi was born in the forty-fourth year, at the age of twelve, from now on, restore the status of the prince of the Xingluo Thousand Spirits Clan, and before the prince becomes an adult, he will temporarily live in the Prince Palace." ”

Jing Qing had just finished reciting Lan Zi's words, Mo Huaiyu's face instantly became gloomy, although he knew that Lan Zi had given such an order to protect Xingluo, but when he heard the words that Xingluo was Mo Wanchen's youngest son, he still couldn't control his emotions.

Just when Mo Wanchen was about to step forward to comfort Mo Huaiyu, Lan Zi's voice suddenly came from the front of the hall, "Jing Qing, there is a second message, you continue to read." ”

This time, Jing Qing did not immediately convey Lan Zi's message as he did just now, but turned his head to look at him and said, "Your Majesty, have you really decided to do this?" ”

"I've decided, you can read it!" Lan Zi said in a deep voice.

Everyone looked at Jing Qing one after another, they didn't know what Lan Zi's second message was.

Jing Qing hesitated for a moment, but still came to everyone: "Spread the word of the king of the Qianling clan, this king is old, and he has no intention of dealing with the government affairs of the Qianling clan, the prince Mo Wanchen, has both ability and political integrity, and has won the trust of the king, from now on, the crown prince Mo Wanchen will succeed to the throne of the king of the Qianling clan, and the coronation ceremony for the throne will be held on a scheduled date, and the other princes must do their best to assist the new king." ”

As soon as Jing Qing's words were finished, everyone in the hall was dumbfounded, especially Mo Wanchen, such news was simply too sudden for him.

"Please think twice, father, you are in good health, how can you hand over the throne to me now!" Mo Wanchen shouted.

The other princes also seconded it.

Lan Zi didn't speak, but took Xingluo's hand and walked down the hall, over the years, in order to repair and consolidate the enchantment of Bingxuan Tiandu, he had spent a lot of spiritual power and cultivation, and at the age of eighty-two, he felt that his body was not as good as before.

"Father......" Mo Wanchen shouted after him.

Lan Zi stopped and glanced at Mo Wanchen, and said lightly: "There is no need to discuss this matter, you will be the master of this Zhaoyang Palace in the future, and on the day of the official coronation, I will give you all my cultivation again." ”

Xingluo followed closely beside his grandfather, Lan Zi's big and powerful hands were tightly grasping his wrists, they were a pair of hands that had been baptized by the years but were still steady, that kind of security was something Xingluo had never felt since he was a child.

Just when everyone wanted to persuade Lan Zi again, he pulled Xingluo and strode out of the main hall of Zhaoyang Palace without looking back.

There was a rooftop behind Zhaoyang Palace, which was the highest place in the entire Thousand Spirit Clan Royal City, and Lan Zi took Xingluo to the rooftop before letting go of his hand.

"Xiao Luo, do you like it here?" Lan Zi asked suddenly.

Xingluo looked at the thousands of palaces around him and shook his head, "Grandpa, do you want to hear the truth?" I don't really like it here, it's so oppressive and oppressive that it's suffocating. ”

When Lan Zi heard this, he smiled faintly, and then touched Xingluo's head dotingly and said: "When I was young, I used to be the same as you, I felt very depressed here, at that time, I only thought about how to escape from here all day long, until one day, your grandfather was seriously injured on the battlefield, I was ordered to be the prince of the Thousand Spirits Clan, from that moment on, I really realized the heavy responsibility on my shoulders, it's just that my time as a prince is much shorter than the time when I was a prince in the evening, because the injury was too serious, your grandfather died less than a month after he came back, I have been crowned king in the midst of all sorrow, and I have been in this position for fifty-six years. ”

Xingluo nodded, he didn't have any qualifications to comment on Lan Zi's past.

Seeing that Xingluo didn't speak, Lan Zi said again: "Xiao Luo, do you know? For a long time, the most suitable person in my heart to be the prince of the Thousand Spirit Clan was actually not Mo Wanchen, but your father Mo Huaiyu. ”

"Daddy?" A hint of surprise flashed in Xingluo's eyes.

Lan Zi nodded, "You go and look at his Jialan bracelet to know that his teacher is me, since he can remember, I have taught him my swordsmanship little by little without reservation, he was just 35 years old when he cultivated to break through the first-level super holy spirit, if nothing else, his current cultivation should be almost the same as Arthur, but just when he was about to break through the second-level super holy spirit, the Thousand Shadows forcibly entered the Ice Xuan Heaven and snatched your brother, and your mother also died because she couldn't stand the stimulation, from that day on, Your father completely gave up his cultivation, and for more than ten years, his cultivation seemed to stay forever at the first-level super spirit. ”

"Dad put all his energy into missing his mother, and in the years of Emperor Yan, in addition to drinking, the rest of his time was to stare at the things left by his mother in a daze."

"Your father's matter is the biggest regret of my life, if my attitude had been tougher at the beginning, maybe your brother would not have been taken away, and your mother would not have died so early......" Lan Zi muttered.

"Grandpa, it's not your fault." Xingluo suddenly grabbed Lan Zi's hand and said, "Uncle told me that when Ling Yifeng threatened you with the entire imperial concubine to hand over your brother, you had to make that choice. ”

Lan Zi's heart seemed to be touched, such words, his most beloved son Mo Huaiyu had never said to him, but now he heard it from his grandson.

"You really don't blame grandpa?" Lan Zi's eyes showed a complicated expression.

Xingluo shook his head: "It's not weird. ”

"Why?" Lan Zi asked.

At this time, Xingluo had completely relaxed his mood, and in his eyes, the old man in front of him was no longer the high-ranking King of the Thousand Spirit Clan, but a kind old man with white hair. "You're doing this to protect more people, so how can I blame you."

Hearing Xingluo's words, Lan Zi couldn't control his emotions anymore and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Xingluo quietly leaned into Lan Zi's arms, except for Mo Huaiyu and Mo Wanchen, this was the third person who made him feel affection.

After a long time, Lan Zi slowly let go of his hand, "Xiao Luo, listen to Wanchen, your cultivation has broken through the twelfth level of the Holy Spirit. ”

Xingluo nodded: "Thanks to the spiritual power stone left by my mother, I have lost a few years of cultivation time. ”

"Then are you willing to stay with your grandfather, before I transfer my spiritual power to your uncle, I want to teach you all the swordsmanship I have learned all my life." Lan Zidao.

At the beginning, he had high hopes for Mo Huaiyu, and now, he wants to transfer this expectation to his grandson.

Xingluo nodded immediately without thinking about it: "Grandpa, I'm willing." "For him, there is nothing wrong with having one more skill that he is good at, not to mention, this person who wants to teach him swordsmanship in person is the ultimate sword god who has cultivated the highest level of the Thousand Spirit Clan.

"Then it's decided, from today onwards, you will live in the prince's palace at night and come to my dormitory during the day."

Xing Luo was just about to say "yes", Lan Zi suddenly turned his head and coughed lightly, and a mouthful of bright red blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Xingluo was taken aback.

"I'm fine, maybe my injuries haven't healed after fighting Qingdai some time ago." Lan Zi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't tell Wanchen about this, he will definitely worry about me again when he finds out." ”

As soon as she heard Qing Dai, Xingluo immediately became worried about Lan Zi, like Lan Zi, her cultivation was a seventh-level super holy spirit.

"Why did Grandpa fight her?" Xingluo asked.

"Her husband Jun Yufeng died in the Thousand Spirit Clan back then, and she was bent on avenging her husband, so she often sneaked into Bingxuan Tiandu to make an appointment with me to fight, and in the past four years, she has been here no less than seven or eight times."

"Didn't Princess Mengxi of the Thousand Feather Clan admit that she did it? Why did Qingdai come to the door? ”

"Princess Mengxi did admit this to the outside world back then, but she also told me and Wanchen in person, she just carried the black cauldron for the Qianling clan in this matter, Ling Yifeng and Mengxi already had a marriage contract, I think Mengxi must have told Ling Yifeng the truth afterwards, but I still can't think of who killed Yufeng and Yanhu, and they didn't even leave their bodies after they died."

Xingluo stared at Lan Zi with wide eyes, "Grandpa, is this why you decided to ask your uncle to inherit the throne now?" ”

Lan Zi nodded: "My internal injuries are very serious, and I don't have much energy to deal with the government affairs of the Thousand Spirit Clan, as the prince of the Thousand Spirit Clan, I have seen Wanchen's performance over the years, if it weren't for me, he should be an excellent ultimate sword god now, Xiao Luo, I brought you here today to tell you that you have to protect the land in front of you for your grandfather, because it is not only a royal city, but also the hope of the entire Thousand Spirit Clan." ”

Xingluo nodded as if he didn't understand.

On the same day, the news of Mo Wanchen's succession as the new king spread throughout the Qianling clan, and at the same time, the coronation ceremony was officially scheduled for a year later.