In the main hall of the city lord's mansion, it is resplendent in gold. Hundreds of tables and feasts are set up around the hall, but they are not crowded at all, which shows how wide the temple is.

On the east side of the stage, a golden felt carpet is spread, and the opera and the singer perform on the stage. The palace lamps filled the hall, emitting nine-colored light, and under the refraction of the long crystal tassels hanging from the roof beams, it became more and more bizarre.

The pillars in the temple are all decorated with gold leaf, pasted with the three characters of Fu Lu Shou cut out of red paper, and there are pine and cypress bonsai on the side, and the wall is pasted with longevity couplets and cranes wishing longevity. The table is covered with a bright red tablecloth, and there are longevity noodles, longevity peaches, longevity cakes and other things. It shows that although the Ashina sect is a Hu people, it has been deeply influenced by the culture of Middle-earth in terms of customs. However, the dishes are still mostly grassland dishes such as roasted whole sheep.

Sheng Xuanhuai, who is the birthday star, did not sit in the main hall, but opened another seat in the back room. He leaned his back against the leather-backed Taishi chair. The back of the chair is slightly curved to fit the rickety back of the elderly.

This former first debater of the Demon Gate, who quelled the civil strife in Ashina at a young age and brought it to the glorious British lord, a famous general on the battlefield of Beimang, now looks tired and keeps gasping for breath. The beard is white, described as withered, and looks much older than his real age.

Important guests came up to toast, but Sheng Xuanhuai is now seriously ill and can only respond with a little sip of tea.

Even Izuya, who has a grudge against Ashina, shows superficial respect at this time.

Before leaving, his grandfather Yi Zhongtang told him that no matter how much resentment he had towards Ashina, he could not be rude to Sheng Xuan. Because he was a good brother who grew up with his grandfather.

Sheng Zuixiang wanders between the tables like a red butterfly, trying not to make all the guests feel neglected. But most of the time, her slightly blue eyes are staring at her old father.

"Father is in good spirits today. She said softly to Sheng Xuanhuai.

Sheng drunken incense refers to Sheng Xuanhuai not vomiting blood in public at the birthday banquet.

"Hmm. Sheng Xuanhuai responded, but a subtle voice came into Sheng Zuixiang's ears: "Now that you are the lord of Ashina, how can you be a father and lose face in front of the guests." ”

Sheng drunken incense smelled the words. My heart was astringent, and I sighed secretly.

She knew that Sheng Xuanhuai was still dissatisfied with her approach.

Sheng Xuanhuai believes in Yi Zhongtang's golden dream and is willing to accompany Yi Zhongtang to gamble. If he wins, Ashina can get much more land, and if he loses, he is driven back to Beimang, at least he has fought for his boyhood dream. There are no regrets in this life.

Sheng Zuixiang also admitted that Yi Zhongtang's plan was not without feasibility. Gather all the forces of the Demon Gate to go south, take advantage of the contradiction between the martial artist and the cultivator, avoid the sharpest Northern Yan, at least there is a good chance of solving Yang Qi and taking the Yellow River Valley into his hands.

But Sheng Zuixiang was unwilling. She was anxious to officially get the position of the head of the Ashina Sect, and she was even more reluctant to compete with Shang Qingying as a vassal of Sendai.

The pride of the girl made her single-handedly plan the astronomical rebellion, which not only made Ashina independent, but also turned Yi Zhongtang's imperial hegemony into a falling moon.

Sheng Xuanhuai believes that his daughter's approach lacks foresight. Focus only on immediate benefits. But Sheng Zuixiang, who thinks highly of himself, firmly believes that what Yi Zhongtang can't do will be done by himself, and he not only wants to unify Beimang, but also to seize the world.

However, Sheng Zuixiang looked at his father like this, and he still couldn't help but feel secretly heartbroken.

She knew her father was running out of time.

Now that the power of the Ashina Sect has been vested in her hands, Sheng Zuixiang naturally hopes that her father can spend more time with her. But he also knows very well in his heart that Sheng Xuanhuai's illness and advanced age are high. It shouldn't last a few years.

Wu Feng and Li Xun also sat at the same table as the Sheng family's father and daughter, but Su Xiyan sat at another table.

In the identity of Wu Feng. Not actually qualified to sit here. But after all, this is the meaning of Sheng Drunken Incense as the sect leader, and no one raised any objections.

At this time, Wu Feng and Li Xun also came up to toast the old man.

"Caohai Wu Feng, salute the old sect leader with a cup. Wu Feng said calmly: "I wish the old sect leader good health and enjoy his life." ”

Li Xun smiled very sweetly and looked very well-behaved. The small mouth is like being coated with honey: "The little bamboo has given the old uncle of the Sheng family a birthday, I wish the old uncle a high fortune, a good life, a blessing like the long flowing water of the East China Sea, and a longevity than the old pine of Nanshan!"

Yi Zhongtang's grandson, Yi Huiye, looked over in annoyance. Sheng Xuanhuai is the same generation as his grandfather, so he is inexplicably a generation shorter.

Sheng Xuanhuai cast his vicissitudes of life on the two teenagers.

Suddenly, the old man's body shook, and he muttered in a low voice: "It's really like ......."

Both of them were surprised, and then the second monk was confused.

Wu Feng asked himself and Li Xun, who was delicate like a porcelain doll, didn't look like him at all.

But I saw that the old man struggled to squeeze out a smile: "Work hard, the future belongs to you young people." ”

After speaking, he drank the tea in the cup.

Someone came up to toast before, but he just nodded and then took a sip of tea.

Now Sheng Xuanhuai's performance like this shows that he looks at these two boys with blue eyes.

Even Sheng Zuixiang, who liked Wu Feng and Li Xun very much, was surprised by his father's performance.

Sheng Xuanhuai's body suddenly began to tremble, and his lips spurted rapidly, but he couldn't make any sound.

Sheng Zuixiang knew that his father's secret injury had begun to attack again, so he hurriedly took out a snow-white handkerchief and covered his father's lips.

When the handkerchief was released, it was covered with blood.

Sheng Xuanhuai failed to practice the Shuntian Divine Strategy, resulting in half of his body being paralyzed, and he often coughed up blood.

Sheng Zuixiang apologized to the guests, saying that her father was not in good health, and although he was a birthday star, he could not accompany him for a long time, so she sent Sheng Xuanhuai back to the room to rest.

After finishing speaking, he personally picked up his father and sent him to the bedroom.

The little maid sent the decoction of medicinal soup, and Sheng Zuixiang handed it to his father's mouth, so that Sheng Xuanhuai could take it.

Suddenly, the old man coughed again, sprayed his daughter with medicinal soup, and the drunken incense seemed to be completely insensitive.

"Daddy, my daughter will definitely be glorious. Sheng Zuixiang said apologetically.

"I believe in you. Sheng Xuanhuai sighed: "You want to ask me what I found from those two boys, right?"

Sheng Zuixiang was stunned for a moment and nodded.

And the little maid withdrew with great interest.

Sheng Xuanhuai gasped a few more times and said, "The two of them are destined to restrain each other. ”

Sheng Zuixiang was taken aback: "It's like Daddy and Yi...... Father-in-law?"

After all, she didn't call Yi Zhongtang's name in front of her father.

Sheng Xuanhuai sighed: "Yes." That's why I say they're just like us back then. Alas, it's been more than fifty years in the blink of an eye. ”

"When the strange man who passed on Daddy's life science said this, I didn't believe it, because I wouldn't betray my eldest brother no matter what. I didn't expect that the so-called mutual restraint is not limited to one's own body, but is fulfilled by you, the daughter......"

Sheng Zuixiang asked, "In that case...... Wu Feng and Li Xun are entangled in fate, and they may become enemies of life and death in the future?"

"That's right. Sheng Xuanhuai said: "Your father-in-law fell short because he was calculated by you. But their rise should be in the Central Plains, the position of the Central Plains is much better than that of Beimang, and these two boys are also very lucky, maybe one of them will make a wedding dress for the other, and the other can really get the ...... of the world."

Sheng Zuixiang's eyes suddenly shot murderous intent.

"What if I get rid of them now?"

When it comes to competing for the world, she will not have the slightest soft-heartedness, even though Wu Feng and Li Xun are both beautiful young men who have a great appetite for her.

Sheng Xuanhuai stretched out his hand to stroke his daughter's soft red hair, and sighed: "Xiang'er, you have been like this since you were a child, for your own selfishness, you can attack anyone who is good to you, but you don't want to know the long-term gains and losses." I'm just saying that it's possible, but there are few people in the middle earth who are lucky, and there are few strong people? Ma Qiancheng in Jiangdong, Shang Qingying in Hebei, and Wang Quanbin in Shuzhong, which one of them does not have the grandeur of the people of the world? Not to mention that there is still a Scurry in the Western Desert eyeing him. The two of them have grown up, and they can also contain the heroes of Middle-earth, but how the general trend of the world works is not something I can say clearly......"

"The study of fate, how mysterious, if the fate of each person is completely predictable, what is the use of struggle?"

Speaking of this, Sheng Xuanhuai suddenly laughed, with a smile of desolation that saw through the world.

Sheng Zuixiang returned to his seat, but he was secretly annoyed in his heart.

She knew what her father meant.

Sheng Xuanhuai admits that his daughter's wrist is above him, but he is not optimistic about Sheng Zuixiang's ambitions, and even thinks that Sheng Zuixiang's comprehensive ability is inferior to Yi Zhongtang.

He is not sure that one of Wu Feng and Li Xun will be able to end the troubled times and unify the world, but he just lacks confidence in Sheng Zuixiang.

This aroused Sheng Zuixiang's competitive spirit even more.

Be sure to start the showdown with Beiyan as soon as possible. As long as he can defeat Shang Qingying, his prestige and power will definitely soar to the sky, and the dream of "one sword, frost and cold fourteen states", and all of them will become a reality.

As for the two boys, Wu Feng and Li Xun, Sheng Zuixiang was also unconvinced, because she faintly felt that her father was more optimistic about them than herself.

Someone else's child, huh...... Is my own daughter just like this?" Sheng Xiang thought angrily. (To be continued......)