Yu Xi Daojun, the daughter of the Holy Lord, soon, the news spread overwhelmingly!

The entire Jokhang Holy Land was in an uproar! Fear, fear, remorse, and joy, all kinds of emotions erupted throughout the Jokhang Holy Land.

The daughter of Jing Cao, what is this concept?

The daughter of the first person in the world, the first princess in the whole world. At this moment, who would dare to look down on her? Who would dare to beat her idea?

It's just that countless cultivators don't understand why Jing Cao only recognized this daughter today!

Jing Cao didn't explain it, and he didn't say much, but the sentence 'daughter' has already told everything, because this sentence of 'daughter' has already explained that Jing Cao will protect her

Bless!

Mo Yuxi somehow returned to his palace.

The murder in the North Modian Temple, Mo Yuxi did not go to live again, but went to his father's residence, close to Jokhang Mountain, close to the dojo of Maori and Youyue.

This was originally Mo Yuxi's father's property, but after Mo Yuxi's father died, it was occupied by some true monarchs, but at this moment, this group of true monarchs suddenly obediently gave up this place.

Who would dare to fight with Mo Yuxi?

Looking at the 'Dark Phoenix Palace' in front of him, Mo Yuxi recalled too much childhood fun for a while.

However, Jing Cao is his mother? This information, like a fish bone in his throat, made Mo Yuxi's expression extremely complicated.

Why? When my father died, my mother was indifferent? Is the Holy Lord really my own mother? Why did I ignore myself for so many years and let myself suffer?

Bullied?

Mo Yuxi locked himself in the Stygian Phoenix Hall alone. Even Yan Chuan was turned away.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly, unimpressed.

At this moment, the most excited people are Qinglong and the others, everyone was arranged by Mo Yuxi's father back then, and they are loyal to the young master, as they should be, and they have also suffered a lot of cold over the years

Eye.

However, at this moment, he suddenly found that his young master still had such a powerful identity, and Qinglong suddenly felt angry.

"Emperor Yan, is it true?" Qinglong said with some excitement.

"Is it true, this Stygian Phoenix Mountain used to be Yu Xi's father's dojo?" Yan Chuan asked.

"Yes, I used to live here too!" Qinglong nodded excitedly.

"Help me find a private room, I have something to say to Mr. Wen Ruo!" Yan Chuan said.

"Okay, okay, no problem!" Qinglong replied suddenly.

The true monarchs who occupied the Stygian Phoenix Mountain were all gone, and Mo Yuxi was in a bad mood, at this moment, Qinglong, as the first attendant, naturally had the right to arrange it here, and it was still Yan

River.

"Emperor Yan, you called me here, is there really something important? You know, this big change in the Jokhang Holy Land, the Great Zhou City on my side will definitely not be in peace at this moment!" Wen Ruoxian

He laughed.

"Let's go, Mr. Wen Ruo, it's urgent, I should have told you when I just arrived at the Jokhang Holy Land yesterday, but it's a pity that I met Yu Xi about this!" Yan Chuan said with a straight face.

Seeing that Yan Chuan's face was serious, and Mr. Wen Ruo also knew that things were extraordinary, his face suddenly became solemn.

Under the guidance of Qinglong, the two came to a large hall, and the door of the main hall was slammed shut, and no one was allowed to disturb them.

"Emperor Yan, what's the matter?" said Mr. Wen Ruo solemnly.

With Yan Chuan's current status, it is not difficult to find a storage magic weapon.

Yan Chuan flipped his hand, and a huge coffin suddenly emerged from his sleeve.

Coffin?

Mr. Wen Ruo's face sank, who was in the coffin, Mr. Wen Ruo didn't know, but there must be a dead person inside, who was it?

Yan Chuan stretched out his hand and motioned for Mr. Wen Ruo to do it himself.

With a hint of curiosity, Mr. Wen Ruo gently pushed up the lid of the coffin.

Call!

The lid of the coffin was opened, and suddenly, a corpse was revealed.

Mr. Wen Ruo's whole body was stunned, and he looked inside the coffin in horror.

"Daddy, Daddy~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Mr. Wen Ruo suddenly burst into tears. The person lying in the coffin was none other than the former master of Julu Academy, Meng Ziqiu!

In Nanshenzhou, in order to inquire about the whereabouts of the feng shui master Li Canglan, Li Canghai led a group of feng shui masters and killed him in front of Yan Chuan. In the end, he exchanged his life for Li Canglan's

Whereabouts.

"Dad!" Mr. Wen Ruo cried.

Then, Mr. Wen Ruo's face was cold, Junxiu's face was distorted and hideous, and he turned his head to look at Yan Chuan and said, "Emperor Yan, who is it? Who killed my father?"

Sighing slightly, Yan Chuan told Mr. Wen Ruo about the matter of Nanshenzhou. There is no reservation at all. "Wen Ruo is a hard-working child, and if he brings a message for me, he will say, 'Daddy is sorry for him!'. ”

Daddy is sorry for him?

But Yan Chuan said to the end, Mencius Qiu's last sentence of death was guilty. Wen Ruo couldn't cry anymore.

"Li Canghai, Li Canghai, if I don't kill you, the heavens and the earth will destroy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" Mr. Wen Ruo roared.

Looking at Mr. Wen Ruo's grief, Yan Chuan sighed slightly, didn't say anything more, but walked out of the hall alone, leaving Mr. Wen Ruo alone to vent the sentimentality in his heart.

"Hades?" the green dragon walked over.

"Don't disturb Mr. Wen Ruo!" Yan Chuan said.

"Hmm!" Qinglong nodded.

"What about Jin Dayu?" Yan Chuan wondered.

"Lord Jin, oh, I almost forgot what he asked me to bring you earlier!" Qinglong patted his head.

"Oh?"

"He said that he sensed the Sun Fire Spirit Stone and went to investigate!" Qinglong said.

Yan Chuan's expression moved, and he suddenly remembered that Jin Dayu had never had a magic weapon that he could use, and he had always been extremely concerned about the magic weapon of his ancestors. Sun Fire Spirit

Stone refining the gate of the heavenly realm?

"I see!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Yan Chuan had already brought the letter back and asked Liu Gangdong Factory to search around, since Jin Dayu found it himself, it would be better.

"Big brother, Emperor Yan, Miss Shangguan is here!" Bai Long suddenly ran over.

"Oh?" Yan Chuan's expression moved, and he quickened his pace and quickly rushed to the Stygian Phoenix Palace.

The gate of the Stygian Phoenix Hall had been opened, and Shangguan Wan'er was facing Mo Yuxi.

"Miss Shangguan, is the Holy Lord really my mother?" Mo Yuxi said with a hint of tears in his eyes.

"How can this be fake? Girl, don't think too much, since the Holy Lord has recognized you, no one in the world will dare to bully you anymore. Shangguan Wan'er said with a smile.

But Mo Yuxi was even more sad.

Yan Chuan walked into the main hall, as if Mo Yuxi didn't care. Shangguan Wan'er looked at Yan Chuan and didn't say anything.

"Then why, why did you ignore me all these years, and also, when my father died, why was it saintly, why didn't my mother care, why?

Why?," Mo Yuxi cried sadly.

Shangguan Wan'er frowned for a while, and she didn't want to say anything. "Shangguan girl, please tell me, okay?" Mo Yuxi stepped forward to take Shangguan Wan'er's hand and pleaded.

"You may be even more sad if you know, but you still don't want to know!" Shangguan Wan'er advised.

"No, I must know, Miss Shangguan, if you don't tell me, I'll ask my mother, I'll see what she says!" Mo Yuxi said resolutely.

"Alas, well, I hope you don't regret it!" Shangguan Wan'er nodded.

"Well, you say!" Mo Yuxi bit his lip and strengthened himself.

"If you want to blame your father's death, blame him for being too greedy, too ignorant of current affairs, no wonder others, because he is too greedy, so the Holy Lord ignores him!

Let it fend for itself!" Shangguan Wan'er sighed slightly.

"Huh, what?" Mo Yu was stunned.

"Your father was too greedy back then, he wanted to enter the Jokhang Holy Land, and he wanted to tell the world that he was the husband of the Holy Lord, so he angered the Holy Lord!" Shangguan Wan'er recalled.

"Ahh

"Husband, the Holy Lord used to have a husband, but the Holy Lord's husband is dead!" Shangguan Wan'er said.

"What? Why don't I know, who is the Holy Lord's husband?" Mo Yuxi said in surprise.

"It's nothing to tell you, the former husband of the Holy Lord is called 'Li Zhi', the former Lord of the Tang Dynasty!" Shangguan Wan'er said.

"Datang?" Mo Yuxi kept recalling in his mind, but there was no such term as Datang.

However, Mo Yuxi didn't dwell too much, but asked, "Then what is my father, how could my mother give birth to me?"

"Your father, he's just the 'face' of the Holy Lord. Shangguan Wan'er said.

Gigolo?

Mo Yuxi was a little stunned, it was Yan Chuan, and he was also surprised at the moment. Mo Yuxi's father is the face of Jing Cao?

"How is it possible, how can my father be my mother's face?" Mo Yuxi was frightened by this result.

"You now know why the Lord is not happy with you, right? Although you are the daughter of the Holy Lord, your identity determines everything compared to the other children of the Holy Lord, no

Yes, fortunately, you don't have to worry, you are born to the Holy Lord after all, even if you don't like it, you are still a piece of meat that fell from the Holy Lord, and the Holy Lord has already recognized you!"

Er comforted.

"Noodles, hehe, it turns out that I was born from the Holy Lord and a face!" Mo Yuxi's heart was cold, his face was extremely bitter, and boundless pain enveloped his heart.

"This matter, only me, Mao Ri, and Youyue know, and no one else knows about the private affairs of the Holy Lord, girl, I watched you grow up, although the Holy Lord doesn't like you, but

As long as you are the daughter of the Holy Lord, I will not look at it differently, I have come today, on the one hand, to comfort you, and on the other hand, to prepare you to put yourself in the right position, now, since you know

I won't say much about your identity, you are a smart girl who knows what to do and what not to do. Do not be discouraged, it is your blessing to be the daughter of the Holy Lord

Angry!" Shangguan Wan'er comforted.

Mo Yuxi sobbed alone, originally wanted to ask the teacher for guilt, but now, Mo Yuxi's heart was in a mess.

"Yan Chuan, you are so good to comfort Yu Xi!" Shangguan Wan'er said to Yan Chuan on the side.

"I will, but, Miss Shangguan, I heard you just now, Jing Holy Lord, do you have other children?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

Shangguan Wan'er frowned, shook her head and said, "Yan Chuan, you still don't want to know, take good care of Yuxi!"

Yan Chuan nodded.

Looking at the sad and sad Mo Yuxi, Shangguan Wan'er sighed slightly. He turned and walked towards the outside of the temple.