Caressing the things he was carrying in his arms, Qing Cang only thought of being able to stay with Ling Yu in the future, and suddenly felt that the injuries he suffered were not injuries, remembering the appearance of being struck by the heavenly thunder at the end of the world, worthy of the heavenly thunder created by the ancient gods, even if his cultivation was already the first in the world, except for Mo Yuan, he could only be helpless in front of the heavenly thunder, and could only rely on willpower to support, if it wasn't for Ling Yu, it is estimated that the god would have been wiped out, even if his mana was consumed, but still the feeling of not regretting it was so good.

Qing Cang planned to wait for him to recover from his injuries and then go to Kunlun Ruins to pick up Ling Yu, so as not to make Ling Yu sad to see him scarred, but he didn't expect that the development of the situation was far beyond his imagination.

Liren hadn't seen him since he saw him on the first day he came back, and even if he went to Qingcang's dormitory every day, he was never summoned to see him.

Until this day, Liren was summoned by the guards and said that Qing Cang wanted to see him, and he couldn't help but wonder: Why did my father see me for a long time? Why was he indifferent to the advice he made at the beginning? Why did I always feel that my father seemed to have more feelings that he didn't have before?

All of this answered his question from the moment he saw Qing Cang.

"Is my father's injury healed?"

"No problem. ”

"Father, son, minister......" stopped from resentment.

"Let's get straight ahead, don't get me those twists and turns. Qing Cang frowned and said in disgust.

Qing Cang has always disliked that this eldest son thinks too much, and for the second son to leave the mirror, Qing Cang is guilty, always killed his mother in order to protect his position, Qing Cang knows that the mirror is resentful of himself, and also thought about passing the throne to the mirror after he returns to chaos, after all, the separation between the two sons is more open-minded and courageous than the separation, and can take on this responsibility.

"Yes, the son wants to ask the advice made by the son last time, does my father think it is feasible?"

Qing Cang couldn't remember what he was referring to for a while, and finally remembered it in his mind.

"You should have never heard of this matter, and you are not allowed to mention it again. Qing Cang said strongly.

Li Yan was stunned and asked in disbelief: "Father, why is this? Why did you give up such a good plan? Could it be because of the Celestial Clan man who was taken captive by Father in the first place? Could it be that Father Jun was moved by that Celestial Clan? That's why he softened his heart and gave up our big plan?"

Qing Cang's eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous meaning, "Benjun said to give up, give up, what qualifications do you have to question Benjun's decision, you have to pay attention to your identity and keep your duty, otherwise your glory, wealth and princely status, Benjun can give you back." ”

Qing Cang's deliberate evasion confirmed the speculation of the Wing Clan, and the Grievance fell to the ground with a thud and shouted: "Father, you can't ignore the Wing Clan's plan for 50,000 years for the sake of a Celestial Clan, the 200,000 troops of the Wing Clan are training day and night in order to one day be able to follow Father Jun to complete the grand wish of the Heavenly Clan, Father, you can't turn your back on them, how do you explain to the people of the Wing Clan? How do you explain to the soldiers and generals?"

A few rhetorical questions made Qing Cang furious, "It's ridiculous, this gentleman is the winged monarch, he is the master of this wing realm, he can do whatever he wants, who dares to question it will never end well, come to someone, put the grievances in the prison and wait for disposal." ”

Qing Cang sent people to put Liren in the prison, and Liren was dragged out of the door by the two, still shouting loudly: "Father, you can't do this, you can't turn your back on the Wing Clan, this will not end well." ”

The voice of resentment gradually faded away, but Qing Cang's face gradually darkened, and he couldn't help but cover the wound and cough lightly twice, and his hand inadvertently touched the Tianlai grass in his arms and couldn't help but show a gentle smile.