Seeing this, Wanzhi next to him quickly went to support him, patted Wanzun's back, frowned, and gritted his teeth at Smiley who was kneeling on the ground and said, "Sister, stop talking."

The more I talked about it, the more excited my father would be.

Hearing Wanzhi's words, Wanzun calmed down slightly, and the veteran pointed at Wanzhi with a trembling trembling. He said to Wanzhi: "Suner, it doesn't matter whether I live or not. Wanzhi is your sister! Can you think about Wanzhi first before you speak for that strange woman? She was by your side at that time!"

"Okay, father, don't say anything. Now that things have come to this point, it's useless to say more. I will find a way to make up for it with my sister. I'll help you to rest." After saying coldly, Wanzhi glanced at Smiling, signaled her to wait for her here first, and then turned around to help Wanzun in.

At that time, the heavy footsteps were accompanied by the sighs and thoughts of Guan Zun.

Walking on the lattice path in the mansion, Han Er felt a mess, blinked, and finally stopped and looked at her side: "I'm sorry Wanzhi."

Wanzhi didn't stop and continued to walk, smiling too calmly, "It's okay." Anyway, he is the only one in your heart.

"Actually, I did this not because of Your Highness." Smiling chased after him and explained.

Wanzhi looked back at her and smiled: "Did I say it's because of the Second Highness?"

Smiling for a while, he didn't say anything.

"I know that as the high priest of the phoenix, I am destined to be alone. Some things I know are in a position to be able to surpass them."

She looked ahead lightly, her eyes with no focus points.

Wanzhi finally stopped, but smiled lighter, "So Swan, can you swear, from now on, even for the sake of the Wan family, can you never see him again?"

Seeing Mir's expression sluggish, Wanzhi smiled and added: "Of course, except for necessary and important occasions."

Smiling did not nod or shook her head.

But Wanzhi walked farther and farther away. When he reached the end of the corridor, Wanzhi remembered something and his voice became lowered. "At least, don't see his father until his emotions are not stable."

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Leaving Phoenix City, his body was shuttled among the clouds and mist, his clothes fluttered. His eyes, which seemed as calm as water, now contained a storm and rain. Millions of postures flashed through his eyes.

Don’t express it in front of others because you dare not.

Smiling his questioning eyes, he didn't understand what that meant, but

Who dares to easily use his identity into a role from a thousand years ago?

Linglong, Prince You.

Which one is so strange and unreachable in the depths of memory.

Thousands of years have passed.

He clearly remembered that when he was accepted as a disciple by Tong Ruo, a thousand years ago, he handed the flower sound to him and said, "One day you will have a beloved disciple, and you will give it to him."

At that time, Feng Chenran would never have thought that he would be a disciple.

Even more unexpectedly, the sound of flowers was so easy to hand it over to Ye Chong.

Before his death, Shangda Shizhan said that he was the reincarnation of a fairy and a rare evil star in a thousand years. Therefore, killing evil immortals will seize this opportunity and be able to come to the world.

With the Linglong flute that Ye Chong holds, it is not difficult to infer that Ye Chong is the Linglong in the mouth of Smile and the others.

So, what about him?

Feng Chenran couldn't think about it, nor could he think about it.

And the direction is the Demon Realm.
Chapter completed!