Ling Qingfeng's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, but he bowed his head and said nothing.

He knew who the old man in front of him was, so he knew what he was good at, and his father had talked to the old man about state affairs more than once!

Only he knew how important the man in front of him was to the future of the dynasty!

However, the question he is now asking is leaving him speechless.

Dynasty Supreme, how many people in the world don't want to sit in this position?

However, the so-called one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, and the people sitting in this position will have a mountain of corpses and a river of blood at their feet!

At the pinnacle of martial arts, how many people in this world are qualified to get a glimpse of the scenery on the pinnacle?

"The matter of the heir to the throne, my father has his own decision in his heart!" Ling Qingfeng said abruptly.

"I know!" said the old man.

"So I want to ask you how you choose?"

"What do you mean?" Ling Qingfeng's eyes suddenly became fierce, and a faint sword intent came out.

The old man was not affected at all, picked up the teapot and brewed two cups of tea again, and said leisurely: "There is no deep meaning, you don't have to think too much, I just want to ask you, if you choose one of the two, how will you choose?"

Ling Qingfeng fell into a deep groan, raised his head after half a sound, his expression was firm, and he smiled with relief: "The dynasty is too small, I'm afraid it can't accommodate me!"

The old man picked up the teacup, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and drank all the tea in the teacup, a little unfinished!

"You want to get out of here?"

Ling Qingfeng tapped his chin and said, "Yes!"

The old man nodded lightly and said, "Then let's go!"

Ling Qingfeng shook his head and smiled, "I'm afraid it's too early to say this!"

"There are still a lot of things to deal with in the Imperial Dynasty, and I won't leave until then!"

The old man smiled faintly, tapped his chin, and said, "Don't worry, that guy is not a soft persimmon, he has his own arrangements!"

"What about me?" Ling Qingfeng asked.

"You?" the old man was stunned for a moment, and said in a harmonious voice: "You can do whatever you want, just do it with your heart!"

Ling Qingfeng thought for a moment, nodded his chin, picked up the teacup in front of him and drank the tea, got up and hugged his fists, and said respectfully: "Farewell!"

The old man smiled slightly, looking at Ling Qingfeng's distant figure, he didn't know what he was thinking, and there was a spiritual light in his eyes.

And in the hall of the Mo family, a graceful figure was sitting boredly on a chair, coiling a trace of his hair, and an ancient book was placed on the table in front of him!

She has beautiful black hair, beautiful face, big eyes, skin like condensation, and her neck is as white as a swan, and her whole person exudes an ethereal aura.

It's Mo Qingling!

Since coming to this Mo family, although it has been a little more interesting than the days in Qingyun City, she still misses the days when she and Qin Wuxi slept in the Qingyun Mountain Range.

I don't know what happened to Brother Wuxi, didn't my father say that he was also in this imperial city? Why didn't he come to me?

Mo Qingling's eyes were stunned and he looked at the ancient book in a daze, but his mind had already drifted out of the clouds.

"Squeak!" A sound of opening the door suddenly sounded, and Mo woke up lightly and dexterously, and hurriedly took the ancient book in his hand and watched it very seriously.

"Ahem!" a dry cough sounded.

Qinglinghao bit his red lips lightly, and said timidly: "Father, I'm not lazy!"

"Poof!"

As soon as Mo Qingling's voice fell, she suddenly snorted, and a hearty laugh suddenly sounded, which surprised her.

Mo turned around lightly, but saw a young man laughing heartily at this time, with a bright smile.

Seeing that familiar appearance, Mo Qingling's pupils gradually dilated, and he jumped up violently, smiling like a flower, and was extremely happy.

"Brother Wuxi!"

Qin Wuxi was laughing heartily at this time, looking at the ecstatic Mo Qingling, nodded, and said in a soft tone: "I've come to see you, Qingling!"

"Brother Wuxi, you're finally here!" Mo Qinglingqiao's face had an unconcealable joy, and a pair of big watery eyes were unusually bright.

"Yes, if Uncle Mo hadn't told me that you were in the Mo family, I really wouldn't have thought that you would be in this imperial city!"

As soon as Mo Yuchen's name entered his ears, Mo Qingling suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with some grievances: "What if you come to the Imperial City, this place is even more boring than Qingyun City!"

"Fortunately, sometimes grandpa will accompany me to walk around Mo's house, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be bored to death!"

"It's all my father, and I was abducted to this imperial city in my sleep in the middle of the night, I really didn't pity the jade at all, and it made my back sore for a few days!" Mo Qingling twisted Xiao Man's waist and said indignantly.

"Three watches in the middle of the night?" Qin Wuxi was stunned.

"That's right, Uncle Qin was forcibly taken away by a guy named Shen Tong that day, and then my father followed him overnight and rushed to the imperial city!"

"When I wake up, I'll already be in the Mo family!"

Qin Wuxi was stunned for a moment, his heart was shocked and more moved, he was able to meet him in the mountains at the beginning, I am afraid it can be regarded as the greatest luck in his life.

"Qingling, you can't blame Uncle Mo for this, if it wasn't for Uncle Mo who brought you to this imperial city, how could I possibly find you here?" Qin Wuxi smiled lightly.

Mo Qingling nodded like a chicken pecking rice, a sweet smile appeared on his pretty face, accompanied by two small dimples, quite cute, and his voice was ethereal.

"That's what I said, then forgive him this time!"

Qin Wuxi was embarrassed, if Mo Yuchen heard this, it is estimated that a mouthful of blood would have spurted out a mouthful of blood long ago!

"Brother Wuxi, why did you come to the Imperial City too?Why didn't you say goodbye in the first place?" Mo Qingling remembered Qin Wuxi's previous farewell in Qingyun City, and immediately bent his voice.

Qin Wuxi smiled bitterly and said, "I was chased and killed at the beginning, and I had to leave Qingyun City, and the Imperial City will hold a Fengyun meeting soon, and I also want to come and join in the fun!"

"You also want to participate in the Fengyun Meeting?" Mo Qingling said in surprise.

"Also?"

"yes, my cousin, they're going to be there too!

Qin Wuxi thought for a moment and said suspiciously: "Mo Feng and Mo Limu?"

"Well, I heard my grandfather say that they are all the leaders of the younger generation in the family, and they all want to win glory for the family!"

Qin Wuxi nodded his head, he didn't feel strange, the strength of these two people was considered a top-notch existence, and it was really unreasonable not to participate in the Fengyun Meeting!

"Brother Wuxi, why don't you take me to the Imperial City to play again?" Mo Qingling said expectantly.

Qin Wuxi was stunned for a moment, but he shook his head with an extremely serious expression, and said, "No!"

"Why?" Mo Qingling's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head in disappointment and asked.

Qin Wuxi smiled faintly and said softly: "Light Ling, it's not that I don't want to take you out, it's just that I can't protect myself now, and this imperial city is even more dangerous, if you are not careful, you will die in Huangquan, if I take you out, I'm afraid it will only affect you!"

"In this Mo family, there is Uncle Mo, as well as your grandfather, they have enough ability to protect your safety, but I am different, I am now more like a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and I may be intercepted and killed anytime and anywhere!"

"You have to stay here honestly, you can't escape like before, the Imperial City is not as good as Qingyun City, you know?"

Qin Wuxi's successive words scattered many of Mo Qingling's thoughts, and his heart seemed to have fallen from the clouds into the abyss, extremely sad.

He pursed his lips lightly, his face was full of grievances, and his big watery eyes seemed to have a little mist rising, which looked extremely pitiful.

Qin Wuxi secretly felt a headache, and immediately stepped forward, gently stroked her head, and said softly: "Brother Wuxi's for you, okay?"

"Hmm!" Mo Qingling's beautiful eyes suddenly regained a little brilliance, revealing a charming smile and nodded.

On a green hill, on a soft grass, a young man and a young girl are sitting in it, surrounded by tall ancient trees, green forests and bamboos, the air is extremely fresh, and people are refreshed.

Qin Wuxi looked around and exclaimed, "It's a good place!"

Mo Qingling smiled softly and said, "Of course, this is where my grandfather often brought me, and you can see the scene of the entire Mo family here!"

Qin Wuxi nodded, and then took out a jade flute from the jade ring, and after a while, he gently put it to his mouth.

The jade flute was placed next to his mouth, and it was slowly blown up, and suddenly from the hole of the flute, wisps of invisible music came out.

There is a bit of meaning in the melody, as fresh as flowers and trees piling up snow, as light as the first flowers of the spring breeze, as empty as the moonlight, dusty, ethereal and holy.

The beautiful rhythm slowly burst out, permeating the entire mountain peak, like flowing clouds and water, like an antelope hanging horns without a trace.

Many children of the Mo family seemed to have heard something faintly, and they immediately pricked up their ears one by one to listen.

In a pavilion, the old man who was talking to Ling Qingfeng was holding a teacup at this time, and the sound of the flute made him move.

The white jade teacup was gently put down at this time, without a sound, as if he didn't want to break the sound of the flute, the corners of the old man's mouth were slightly raised, and his snow-white eyebrows were raised, which was a little surprised.

"The flute is good, but I don't know how people look!"