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Among the seven major battlefields, the Blood River, Black Cliff, Longshan, and Tianyuan all fell into the hands of Song Yan, and at present, only the Black Water and Red Sand Battlefields have not been attached, as for the West Sea Battlefield, which can be ignored, Song Yan still believes in Bai Yan's integrity.

Holy City.

A huge phoenix spirit beast with a colorful divine light fell from the sky, and a man and two women jumped from above, and then the huge fire phoenix rose into the sky and disappeared into the air after a while.

The man was in his early thirties, wearing a golden robe, wearing a feather crown, tall and slender, and his appearance was even more handsome and extraordinary, and there was a sense of nobility and arrogance between his hands and feet, and the two women behind him should be his maids, about twenty years old, each of whom was a stunning beauty.

"Big Yu'er, little Yu'er follow me into the city!"

The young man's face showed a faint look of excitement, and he strode towards the city, forced by his momentum, the soldiers guarding the city did not dare to ask.

After entering the city, the young man's eyes swept around from time to time, and his eyes as bright as stars faintly flashed with the brilliance of memory.

After walking for more than half an hour, the man and the woman came to a huge mansion.

"Stop coming!"

The guard in front of the mansion snorted softly.

"I'm Nian Wuji, hurry up and go in to report it, and say I'm back!" the young man glanced at the two guards lightly, and said in a cold tone.

As soon as this group of guards heard the other party's surname Nian, and they called it back, then the identity of the other party was about to come out, so the expressions of all the guards became respectful, but they didn't dare to call him Young Master Sun until they confirmed the identity of the other party.

He could only say, "Childe, please wait a moment, we will report." ”

It didn't take long for a middle-aged couple to hurriedly come to the door of the mansion, and a group of guards hurriedly bowed and saluted, because the couple was one of the owners of this mansion, Nian Shaofeng and Zhou Ruolan.

The couple ignored the guards and looked straight at the young man.

Immediately, the middle-aged woman's face showed great excitement, and she stepped forward, hugged the young man into her arms and cried happily: "My Wuji child, you are finally willing to come back, you don't know how much my mother misses you these years." ”

"Mother!"

Nian Wuji shouted emotionally.

After the mother and son spoke for a while, Nian Shaofeng, who was standing on the side, coughed and said, "Ahem, madam, Wuji, this is not the place to talk, let's go into the house and talk!"

"Mowgli has seen his father. ”

Nian Wuji let go of Zhou Ruolan, and then bowed to Nian Shaofeng.

"Okay, my son has grown up, let's go home!"

His son has been secretly sent away by his father since he was ten years old, and this has been gone for more than 20 years, and he has complained about his father over the years, and now that his son has returned, he is naturally inexplicably happy.

After a while, the family entered the inner courtyard of the mansion.

"Wuji, where have you been all these years, why don't you come back to see your father?" Zhou Ruolan said with a doting face.

"Mother, it's not that the child doesn't want to come back, but before he has cultivated to the peak of the Martial Saint, the master will not allow the child to leave. Nian Wuji said with a wry smile.

"Who is your master?, how can you be so domineering!" Zhou Ruolan complained.

"Mother, please be cautious, Master and his old man can't talk about it casually!" said Nian Shaofeng with a solemn expression.

Hearing this, Zhou Ruolan became more and more angry, but the young peak realized a little mystery, and asked first: "Wuji, you don't know which master your master is?"

Nian Wuji's face was a little more proud: "Back to my father and mother, the child's master is the Misty Martial God, one of the three major martial gods of our human race!"

Hearing the words of the Martial God, the young Shaofeng and his wife were shocked, and then they were secretly happy for their son, and actually worshiped under the Martial God.

The family of three chatted for a while, and Nian Wuji suddenly said, "Father, where is my grandfather?"

"Your grandfather, hey!" Nian Shaofeng sighed deeply.

Hearing this, Nian Wuji couldn't help but be surprised: "Father, my grandfather won't!"

Zhou Ruolan said: "Don't think nonsense, your grandfather is in good health, but he has been sad recently because of the incident in the military aircraft camp, and he has been staying in the backyard, and he hasn't taken a step out for three days and three nights!" Speaking of this, her eyes couldn't help but show a little worry.

"What can make grandpa so sad?" Nian Wuji was very surprised.

Nian Shaofeng said again: "Originally, you just came back, and your father didn't want you to worry about this matter, but since you are a disciple of the Martial God, you must be able to help your grandfather, so let me tell you, this is the case!"

After listening to Nian Shaofeng's speech, Nian Wuji's eyes couldn't help but rise with a cold killing intention, and he shouted coldly: "I swear by Nian Wuji that Huang Liang will be killed!"

When Nian Shaofeng heard this, he was shocked: "Wuji, don't be impulsive, although Huang Liang's cultivation is not high, there are many martial saints who serve in his hands, and he is also good at formations, even if your grandfather and Yigan can't help him, so don't run rashly to assassinate him!"

Nian Wuji smiled proudly: "Father, don't worry, I won't be so impulsive, it's too cheap to kill that kid directly, I will definitely torture him before killing him!"

"Son, what can you do to deal with him?" Zhou Ruolan still felt uneasy.

Nian Wuji smiled: "Mother, don't worry, the child is the apprentice of the Martial God, even if he gives that Huang Liang ten dares, he won't dare to touch me, in the eyes of the Martial God, everything in the world is an ant, you can raise your hand to suppress, the Martial God has an order, who in the world dares not to obey, not to mention, when I left the Misty Cliff, the master gave me three treasures, with these three treasures, no one under the Martial God can hurt the child!"

"That's good, but before you act, you should ask your grandfather's opinion first!" said the young man.

"The child knows, and the child will go to visit grandpa later!"

A day later, Nian sent out an invitation to the heads of the various forces in the Holy City to attend a dinner three days later.

Although the military aircraft battalion can only be trapped in the holy city now, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, so this face still has to be given, but everyone secretly feels strange, what is the purpose of inviting everyone with great fanfare this year?

The headquarters of Hao Tianmeng, Tianlong, Tianhu, and Tianxiangmen are all located in the Holy City, so they have also received invitations sent by Nian, and they hope that Xuanyuan Wuself, Huangpu Huoming, and Nangong Tianbao will all be present.

The people of the four factions did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly sent people to the Holy Martial Academy to report.

After learning the news, Xuanyuan Wuwu summoned the other five deans to discuss the matter.

"What do you think we invited to the banquet this year, do you want to take the opportunity to catch us all?"

"You really know how to joke, now that the military aircraft battalion has existed in name only, it can only trap the Holy City, he dares to disadvantage us, it is simply a way to kill himself!" Zhuge Qingyang sneered disdainfully.

[Author's digression]: One more

Thank you [A Wang Ning] for this great reward