Nangong Wufang lowered his head and rubbed his face vigorously, if he concentrated on retreat, three hundred years of time would pass in a flash, even in terms of his not long life, more than three hundred years of retreat I don't know how many times. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info However, if it becomes a non-stop search day and night, without any clues, three hundred years is enough to drive anyone crazy.

He silently said to himself in his heart, it doesn't matter, there is no Southern Wilderness, there is still the East China Sea, and the West Heaven, the Quartet Immortal Realm has not even traveled half of it, and no news is nothing. But the disappointment in my heart can't be hidden no matter what.

He couldn't imagine how Wu Bao, who only had the cultivation of the Earth Immortals at the time of separation, could survive in the Immortal Realm for three hundred years with his two children. What worries him even more is that Wu Baoming knows that he is the only heir of the Suzaku clan, why didn't he come to him? Why didn't he even send a message?

Soybeans and mung beans turned back into bean seedlings, trembling and holding their heads. They were frightened by the atmosphere between the two of them that was like a volcano about to erupt.

After Ming Zhu finished roaring, he saw Nangong Wufang burying his head deeply, and he also regretted it a little. After so many years, although Huang Dou and Mung Bean tried his best to hide it, he gradually heard from their conversation who the person Nangong Wufang was looking for was.

He couldn't understand the pain of being separated from his wife and children, but he could understand it.

Mingzhu tried to slow down his voice and comforted, "What I just said was too heavy. Think of it this way, no news is good news. Your wife may be inconspicuous, but the twins are still very conspicuous. If it had been there, someone would have remembered it. ”

Nangong Wufang felt his kindness, raised his head, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled, "If you can't speak, don't say it." My wife is so beautiful, why is she not remarkable?"

Ming Zhu pursed his lips, "It's not like I haven't seen a portrait." I don't know how to get that portrait, it's the same as a real person, it's not as good as you anyway. Hey, you wait a while, I have to paint you more ordinary, there are too many powerful people in the royal capital, if people want to rob you back, I can't stop you. ”

Nangong Wufang had a dark face, but he still sat obediently in front of him, "Hurry up, we can go to the royal capital tomorrow." ”

To say that among the few people who really had bad intentions along the way, most of them came for the "beauties". After all, the pony can wait for a foal, but there is only one beauty. There are more people who take action to rob people than they do to grab horses!

He didn't understand if the people of the Southern Wilderness were really blind? Obviously, his current appearance was so ordinary that he would never be recognized by the closest people! Even the soybeans and mung beans were amazed, and they said, "If the Hanshui tribe saw you like this, we would never recognize you, and we would definitely miss it!"

Whoever looks like him now is a flat-chested village girl with a pockmarked face! In this way, they also fought off the last wave of hardcore thieves who tried to rob people three days ago.

As Ming Zhu, who created this dignity with his own hands, he was also very congested. He was full of resentment and smeared Nangong Wufang's complexion a little more, he didn't believe that there were still people looking for trouble like this!

"It's done!" Ming Zhu finished drawing the last stroke, clapped his hands, and looked at the sky, "If you ride the second time to let go of the speed and catch up, maybe you will be able to reach the royal capital before dark." What do you say, beauty?"

Taking advantage of the "make-up" effort, Nangong Wufang also sorted out his mood. He jumped to his feet and flew on his horse, "Why don't you go quickly, my wife, she has a child, and now she may not know where to suffer!"

The soybean standing on top of Mei's head blinked, and stretched out a small leaf to rub his eyes. He had just vaguely seen the thin chain called the "Imperial God Chain" on the young master's waist, which seemed to swing slightly automatically without wind. But then the young master got up and got on his horse, and looked as if he was being carried by his movements.

When the young lord sat down on the horse, the chain did not move again. Huang Dou said in his heart, he must be dazzled. On weekdays, I hope that this chain will have a reaction, but isn't it easy to be dazzled?

In the royal capital, which was a day's journey away from a few people, it was rare for the Southern Wilderness Holy Monarch to take the initiative to recruit his close attendant, "Come to Feng, where is the guy looking for someone now?"

The chief waiter, Lai Feng, was still dressed as a scholar, and he was still respectful, "Returning to Lord Shengjun, Nangong Wufang and his party have approached the royal capital." If they hadn't delayed, they would have arrived here in two days. ”

The Southern Wilderness Saint Monarch nodded, "I want to meet him, you arrange it for me." ”

Lai Feng paused for a long time before he suddenly raised his head, with a little surprise, and confirmed: "Lord Shengjun, do you want to see the young master of the Vermilion Bird, or the royal brother of the Hanshan tribe, Ming Zhu?"

"Of course it's Nangong Wufang!, what am I doing when I see the faces of those shoehorns of the Hanshan tribe?" asked the Southern Wilderness Saint Monarch rhetorically.

Lai Feng digested this inexplicable order for a moment before responding: "Yes." The lower officials sent someone to take them into the palace. ”

"Don't pick it up. Let them move freely in the royal capital first, and then bring him to me when they can't find anyone to leave. The Southern Wilderness Saint Monarch shook his head and gave an order that made Lai Feng even more confused.

"Yes!"

His own master has always been so "individual", Lai Feng didn't bother to ask him why, and after taking the order, he withdrew from the Holy Tree Palace.

He ordered his subordinates who were waiting at the gate of the palace: "Go and watch the Ming Zhu of the Hanshan tribe, if they want to leave the royal capital, bring them over." ”

"Yes!"

After the two subordinates who had led the order left, Lai Feng turned his head to look at the Holy Tree Palace suspiciously, "Why does Lord Saint Monarch care so much about this young master of the Vermilion Bird? I have taken the initiative to ask about his whereabouts several times in the past three hundred years. I didn't even sleep! Could it be that this young master of Suzaku has something to do with the disappeared atrium?"

The last time Lord Shengjun stepped out of the palace many years ago, it was when someone came to hear that there was a whereabouts of the atrium, and he rushed to the battlefield of the Southern Wilderness located in the Beiyin Mountain Range, but he was in vain, and he had to vent his anger with the unlucky Vermilion Bird Army.

No, Lai Feng remembered that at that time, the current young master of Suzaku didn't seem to have been born yet!"It shouldn't have any connection with the atrium, right?, why is the Holy Monarch so interested in him?"

Laifeng, who was puzzled, suddenly felt a faint vibration under his feet. He was suddenly startled in his heart, and when he looked up, he saw a golden red light with a slight green glow, falling on the thick branches of the Holy Tree Palace and disappearing!

"Lord Saint!" Lai Feng exclaimed, and without hesitation, he flew in and rushed in!