Huaizhou, Luojia Mountain.

At this time, the towering sky gate was full of traces of sword cutting and fire. The air was filled with a strange aura. In the dark red pool of blood outside the wall, there was a faint shadow squirming.

The first level of Tianguan, the center.

This is a huge building similar to lotus petals. Among the twelve petals, pavilions and squares are built, and at the center is a nine-story tower.

This is the Yuhou Mansion, the Yuhou Mansion in Tianguanzhong.

The Yangtung Realm is a crisis and an opportunity.

The Yuhou Mansion has guarded Tianguan for generations. There is a Hou Mansion outside Luojia Mountain, and there is also a Hou Mansion inside the mountain.

The former supervises Huaizhou and enjoys worldly joy, while the latter sits in Tianguan, which is also a place to grab resources.

And as long as the inner palace does not fall, there will never be any accidents in the outer palaces of the mountain.

Just like the flowers fade but the roots are still there, the flowers will bloom eventually.

However, at this time, the atmosphere in the Yuhou Nei Mansion was extremely depressing.

Outside this last level of heaven, Zhou Shengjun, who was patrolling back and forth, was debugging a special eight-ox crossbow that had built the thunder rockets.

Each of them had gloomy faces and indelible confusion in their eyes.

At this time, in the high tower, the ninth floor, in the backyard.

The bamboo tube ticked with water. Remember, it tapped on the bluestone every twelve breaths, making a clattering sound.

The ripples splashed, terrifying the dragon carp in the pond and swam around.

"Grandpa, is this... really going to get to this point?"

A man in a gorgeous dress stood under the Bodhi tree in the courtyard, his fist clenched in his sleeves and blue veins appeared. He looked at the person in front of him and said in a trembling voice.

"One step is different, one step is different, and the situation is certain, and there is only one way left."

The person in front of him was an old man in black

The wide robe was embroidered with four claws with gold thread, as well as various tattoos and various pearls and jades, which can be said to be extremely luxurious, but the old man was very thin, like a firewood.

Whether it is the face or the arms, it seems like a layer of skin wrapped around the bones, as if a wind blows through it, it can be raised down and looks extremely old.

But his eyes were extremely bright and his eyes were extremely peaceful.

"Heng'er, you have to know that we are born in the Yuhou Mansion and have the surname Yu, and we can get a lot, and we can have many choices and confidence to bear everything,

But you must also remember that when you are calm, you must also make a move without regrets.”

The old man said and looked into the distance.

Leaning on the tall building, looking far away.

From this distance, you can even see the 13th level of Heavenly Pass.

But at this moment, what Yu Guang saw was darkness.

"Grandpa... we still have a chance, and there is really a chance. I have made an agreement with the eldest prince of the Wanxiang Immortal Dynasty. After the Huaizhou martial arts world withered, he will divide Huaizhou with us... Really, we have a promise..." Yu Tianheng whispered, his voice a little quick.

"They even helped me break through to the True Lord, and they would definitely not lie to me... Grandpa, believe me again..."

At the end of the day, there was more pleading in the trembling voice.

"Crazy, have you not realized it yet? Cooperation has always been based on reciprocity. Even if you agree to make the difference and the appointment object is not the current Yuhou Mansion."

When Lao Yuhou talked about the three words "Yuhou Mansion", his voice paused, but his eyes were still calm, and he continued:

"So if the other party really wants to cooperate, he won't choose us... As for the sharing of Huaizhou, haha, Gao Zuo, hasn't it been explained?

The Qianyu Realm wants to divide the three states of Huaizhou, but Huai, Yu and Tai. The one who chooses the Yuhou Mansion, but the Emperor Wu of Zhou.”

"..." Yu Tianheng was speechless and opened his mouth to argue, but he didn't know where to start.

I had to open my lips slightly and my whole body trembled.

He knew that the other party was telling the truth.

During the Four-Tong War, Yu Tianheng was aware of it.

At that time, he and the Immortal Dynasty planned to be in a stalemate between the two sides in Sitong County, and gradually gathered forces between the two sides. In the end, Qianyu Realm sent troops to attack Qianshan Sect, Lingtai Sect, and other disobedient Wulin Sects.

Later, the two sides divided Huaizhou with four connections as the boundary.

In exchange, the Qianyu Realm of Luojia Mountain retreated thousands of miles away, and the Wanxiang Immortal Dynasty also gave him that spiritual medicine to help him break through to the True Lord.

It can be said that it is full of sincerity.

And he has doubted the other party.

He even made many arrangements along the way, such as sending additional troops to Sitong County, allowing Li Yuanqian to lead the eight thousand unshuang troops to suppress the boundary.

But in the end, the game was still a big move.

All possibilities are considered, but things always happen in a more incredible direction.

The reinforcements from Wangjing turned out to be the inner supporter of the Qianyu Realm, and they harmed the entire Sitong Alliance in one fell swoop.

Li Yuanqian and Yin Shengshi, whom he relied on as their trump card, were both seriously injured and disappeared.

Everything is different from what they discuss, everything is defeated.

"The world is vast and the world is so strange. Who can calculate a hundred steps in one step? I once thought that my generation could cross the barriers and make the Yu family take another step...

Unexpectedly... I lost my son in my old age, lost a lot of Huaizhou,... the foundation of the Yu family was all lost to me..." Lao Yuhou stretched out his hand, landed gently on Yu Tianheng's head, gently stroked his hair, and sighed softly.

When the wrinkles on the face were wrinkled together, it made it look even more shriveled and old, as if autumn came suddenly.

"Grandpa, it's my fault... It's my fault... It's my fault that I shouldn't collude with, it's my fault that I shouldn't just act on my own. It's my fault..."

After hearing that the old man lost his son and the great loss of Huaizhou, Yu Tianheng collapsed directly, his eyes burst out, and tears flowed in his face in the blink of an eye, lowered his head and sobbed.

I just felt my heart clenched by a big hand and my breathing became rapid.

Yes, if he hadn't been messing around, his father Yuyuan Tong wouldn't have died.

If he hadn't been making trouble, Qianshan Sect and Lingtai Sect would not have been attacked, and the situation would not have been so bad.

If it weren't for his random trouble, Lao Yuhou wouldn't have come out of seclusion in a hurry, and was eventually beaten and seriously injured by a sneak attack.

It's all because of him!

The more Yu Tianheng thought about it, the more regretful he felt. He held a breath in his heart, rushing around, tears flowing into his mouth, all with bitter taste.

The burly body kept trembling like a sieve.

"A fool..."

Seeing this, the old man looked stingy in his eyes, and his hands stroking Yu Tianheng were also trembling.

"It's not so much that it's your fault, but my fault. Ambition increases with strength, and everything you get is lost with ambition... The mistake is actually me..."

The old man's eyes showed regret for the first time.

He thought that he would never regret it in his life, but he thought that the word "regret" only applies to cowards and weak people.

He thought...yes, he thought.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunder sounded thunder in the sky.

The sky suddenly darkened.

There is a piece missing on the big sun above my head, the temperature is rising, and the feeling of heat and boredom is free in everyone's heart.

Old Yuhou let out a light breath, withdrew his gaze, and his hands fell down, stroking Yu Tianheng's face.

It seemed as if he saw the other person crying at his grandfather when he was young, he saw the other person being beaten by Yu Yuantong, and he cried and looked for him with his nose, and looked at the other person holding his head and smiling at him.

There is no longer any concealment in my eyes.

"Heng'er, Grandpa once told you when he was a child that with grandpa there and grandpa behind you, you don't need to think too much, just walk forward..."

His curved back slowly stretched out, and his originally old, shriveled face became full, and his thin body became strong.

It's like rejuvenating, and the dead trees are in spring.

But his body was strong, but his eyes were opposite, and the divine light began to dim, becoming as turbid as an ordinary old man, losing his glory.

"Grandpa didn't lie, really didn't lie. I believe grandpa, this time... I'll still move forward and continue moving forward. But behind it, it's up to you, Heng'er..."

After saying that, the old man seemed to be back at the age of thirty and said in a deep voice

Hearing this, Yu Tianheng seemed to understand something, and his crying was so small that he couldn't hear it, but his tears fell to the ground one by one.

The sound even overshadowed the time-calling bamboo tube.

My body kept trembling.

"Good child, you are a good child of Yu. You have grown up, my grandson." The old man laughed loudly when he saw this and laughed like thunder.

He gently patted the person in front of him and turned to look at the black sun falling from his head.

"What a pity... Grandpa is old."
To be continued...