In the main altar of the Fengshen Sect, Jiang Rulian happened to be talking with the Holy Son of Xuguang. (天天Chinese.)

Although these two masters and apprentices are not related by blood, they are a little closer than many fathers and sons in terms of their feelings for each other.

"You already know the identity and origin of the teacher, if you blame the teacher for causing the disaster of the country and the family for your Dolly Country, you will not blame you for the teacher." Jiang Rulian said flatly.

The Holy Son of Xuguang was a little surprised to hear that his master was from the same origin as the Xiangyue Kingdom royal family, but he was not too surprised.

As early as when he found out that the soul-snatching technique taught to him by his master had been easily cracked by the Yan brothers, he was very puzzled.

Later, I found that many of the master's secret techniques were quite similar to Yan's methods, especially the magical exercises on the master's body to absorb murderous qi and condense true qi, which were even more surprisingly consistent with Yan Di's, and even the flaws were exactly the same.

The Holy Son of Xuguang has always vaguely guessed that the master should have a relationship with the Yan family, but he didn't expect that the master should be surnamed Yan at all.

"Even if there is no master, Xiangyue Kingdom will not let go of Duoli Kingdom if it has obtained a sharp weapon like the Holy Ancestor Cannon. It is only a matter of time before the country is ruined and the family dies, not to mention that it is not my home. ”

The attitude of the Holy Son of Xuguang is also understated, he does not have too deep feelings for the Dolly Kingdom or even the He royal family, and the people of the He family are dead in front of him, and he will not care too much.

In fact, deep down, he wished that he was the son of his master Jiang Rulian, rather than the unsightly son of the Emperor of the Dolly Kingdom, who was inferior to pigs and dogs.

Every time he thought about the half of his blood from the He family, he felt sick.

Although he always thought that his mother was stupid, at least she had relied on him for her life, and did her best to cherish him and protect him, and it was because of her that he had the opportunity to worship Jiang Rulian and become his disciple, completely bidding farewell to the life of no one and no ghost in the past.

Although Jiang Rulian didn't quite understand his thoughts. However, this disciple did not have a good impression of the He royal family, and even had a deep hatred for him, he knew it.

Why didn't he want this in front of him to be the child he had with the woman he loved so much? Both the Son of Xuguang and his clever aunt thought that he would take the former as an apprentice because his mother was born somewhat similar to Feng Yaoji.

This was not the case, when he saw the mother of the Holy Son of Xuguang. She has long been disfigured, haggard like an old woman in vicissitudes, where is there a shadow of Feng Yaoji's beauty?

What really moved him was the eyes of the Holy Son of Xuguang, stubborn and defensive, but beautiful and extraordinary.

He remembered the first time he saw Feng Yaoji at the main altar of the Fengshen Sect. She looked at him the same way......

He couldn't bear to let a child with such eyes die in the cold palace, so he took him away and accepted him as a disciple.

Although the aptitude and talent of the Holy Son of Xuguang made him unexpectedly happy, the child's attachment to him also made him feel a little different.

He accepted three disciples, and the eldest disciple and the second disciple were always decent in front of him. Don't dare to be presumptuous, only this third disciple treats him as his closest relative.

Unconsciously. He also treated him as if he were his own son. even taught him all kinds of secret skills that the family had never passed down.

"What are your plans for the future?" Jiang Rulian's indifferent eyes slowly melted into a trace of kindness.

Since the death of the woman he loved, he has gradually looked down on everything. In the eyes of him and his dead father, the Divine Sect had always been just a tool to help them return to the Xiangyue Kingdom and seize the power of the Yan clan.

If he could, he would do his part to keep the Church of God alive, which could be regarded as repaying them for the help they had given to their father and son over the years.

In comparison, he was more concerned about the safety of the Holy Son of Xuguang.

"What are Master's plans? I want to follow Master. The Son of Xuguang said almost without any thought.

"Good boy......" Jiang Rulian patted him on the shoulder and reminded: "The sect has not been calm recently, and it is estimated that someone will move." You have to be careful. ”

Seeing that Xiangyue Country was menacing, they also felt extremely panicked, and many people secretly pointed the finger at Jiang Rulian and Xuguang Shengzi, thinking that they had caused a big disaster.

Jiang Rulian knew this in his heart, but he didn't pay much attention to it, with his strength, the small actions of the people below were just child's play.

"I know. Master, are you willing to watch the two Yan brothers dominate the world like this? The Son of Sunrise's eyes flashed.

In the gods and gods, except for his master, the rest of the people were just a bunch of mediocre fools in his eyes, and he didn't pay attention to their little actions at all.

"It doesn't matter if you're willing or not, some things are destined by God, not human beings can reverse and change." Jiang Rulian sighed lightly.

He understood this truth many years ago, just like him and Feng Yaoji, no matter how strong he was and how hard he worked, she never belonged to him. Even a little woman's mind can't be changed, let alone the general trend of the world?

The Holy Son of Xuguang didn't think so, but he didn't say anything.

He won't let Yan Di be too proud. He admitted that Yan Di's strength was far beyond his reach, but no matter how powerful a person was, he also had weaknesses.

Yan Di's weakness is very obvious, as long as he gets his talented and beautiful princess......

Last time he carelessly let the little beauty run away, this time he will be very careful.

Master will also be happy to see that little beauty.

On the border of Huzhou, the troops of the Duoli Kingdom were defeated like a mountain, and the defenders of various important towns almost fled from the army of Xiangyue Kingdom, and only occasionally encountered some sporadic resistance.

In the face of the hundreds of thousands of Xiangyue Kingdom armies surging from all over the place, this sporadic resistance was like fine snow thrown into the flames, and it was completely wiped out in the blink of an eye.

Everything went smoothly beyond imagination, but Yan Di vaguely felt that this was just an illusion, the background of the Dolly Kingdom was no worse than that of the Xiangyue Kingdom, even if he had the Holy Ancestor cannon in hand, the other party could not be so vulnerable, and their rapid retreat was very likely to preserve their strength and wait for the best time to fight back with all their might.

The Holy Ancestor cannon is an absolute nirvana in siege warfare, but if they are ambushed at close range during the march, the cannon is of very limited use.

Yan Di fell into deep thought at the topographic map spread out in front of him, and further forward was a continuous mountainous area, the mountains were full of dense forests, and the enemy wanted to ambush them, and this mountain forest that stretched for hundreds of miles was the best place.

But if it goes around, the march of the army will be slower for at least half a month.

"Quack, are you wondering what the people of Dorry are going to do with you?" Loud-billed crow-like laughter suddenly came.

"What do you want in exchange?" Yan Di said, he absolutely believed in the ability of the big mouth to listen to the news, there were many birds in the mountains and forests ahead, and it was really too simple for him to know the news of the enemy army in the forest.

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