Somehow, the dark night this day was particularly gloomy.
Fu Buhui pushed open the door and walked into a dilapidated house.
In the courtyard, the candles are brightly lit.
"Are you back?"
An old but full of energy sounded.
Fu Buhui looked at him and saw a white-haired old man sitting upright in the middle of the courtyard with a big golden sword.
His eyes were sharp, like an eagle. Although time left traces on his face, the light bursting out in his eyes was like a sword light, directly piercing through this void!
"Grandpa, I'm back."
Fu Buhui hurriedly walked forward and helped Fu Ao put on a piece of clothing, "It's so late, why haven't grandpa slept yet?"
"You gave that elixir to him, right?"
Fu Ao asked back.
"Well, they didn't accept it, so I forced it to them."
Fu Buhui laughed and said, "Grandpa, if you are in poor health, don't sit outside. It's a bit evil and cold!"
Fu Ao waved his hand and said indifferently, "I've been used to it for so many years."
He was a general who once galloped on the battlefield in the Great Yan Dynasty. He made great achievements and was transferred back to the imperial city. He was also angry because he couldn't stand the civil servant's literary style, and returned home and raised a group of sons and grandsons.
Of course, Fu Ao was also miserable!
A normal person should enjoy family happiness at his age.
But he is different!
Three sons and three grandchildren all sacrificed their lives for the country!
All the loyal and brave!
Now, there is only one youngest grandson left, Fu Buhui.
It is also Fu Ao's only hope.
"Although our Fu family is poor, we must have a strong character. If they have goodwill to us, they will repay us even if they sell it!"
Fu Ao slowly stood up, his eyes as sharp as a sword.
His not-so-magnificent body forced aside the darkness at this moment.
The night kept fading around.
It was like a group of fierce beasts, fleeing in a hurry in front of more powerful beasts.
Only deep fear is left!
"But, grandpa, that spiritual medicine was originally left for you to recover from your wounds..."
Fu Buhui hesitated for a moment, "I will definitely repay my benefactor, but I don't want to take my grandfather's only healing medicine..."
"Nothing, I'm very strong!"
Fu Ao raised his eyebrows and was full of vigor, "If the dynasty needs me now, my old bone can still go to the battlefield and kill the enemy!"
"Okay, grandpa, you have a rest."
Fu Buhui knew that his grandfather had been injured for a long time, so he didn't want him to be too tired, so he helped him up and walked towards the house.
"No regrets, you are going to participate in the Demon Hunting Competition tomorrow?"
Fu Ao suddenly pondered for a moment before entering the house and asked.
"Yes, I signed up, but now my own realm has reached the first level of Xuanling Realm. Even if I participate in such a competition, I will never lose face to our Fu family!"
Fu Buhui said quickly, obviously he was respectful and afraid of his grandfather.
"Yeah, not bad."
This time, Fu Ao rarely scolded him, but instead showed a gentle smile, "You have your own way, grandpa will not interfere, I just hope that every choice you choose will come from your heart, as long as
Just have a clear conscience in your life."
After saying that, Fu Ao walked into the house.
"Master, I'll wait for you to rest."
An old servant came up and fetched a basin of foot washing water.
Although the house was dilapidated, it was very large. However, there was only one old servant!
All of this is because of Fu Ao's personality.
He is not only arrogant, but also poor.
I fought for the dynasty for my whole life, but I didn’t get much.
After leaving grandpa's room, Fu Buhui stared at the sky, and his brother's smile once again appeared in his mind.
"Brother, I will definitely kill the monsters, kill the night demons, and avenge you!"
Fu Buhui clenched his fists.
My brother Fu Yuan joined the Demon Suppression Division, but was captured by Ye Yao and used methods to make him distorted.
Even if I die, no body will be sent back!
Fu Buhui swore that he must kill as many night demons as possible to comfort his brother's spirit in the sky.
Therefore, he has worked hard to practice over the years and has never dared to relax for a moment.
After he had achieved his cultivation, he would personally take a few night demon's heads to his brother's grave to worship.
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The next day, early in the morning.
A total of seven people participated in the Tianxuan Academy.
In addition to Lin Chen, there is also a young man named Cheng Song in the entire Zhanlong Courtyard.
Zhou Xiaoyu originally said that he wanted to participate, but he temporarily withdrew under pressure. Everyone was like Mingjing in their hearts and understood what was going on.
It’s a pity that I can’t see Zhou Xiaoyu and Princess Changqing competing!
In the imperial city, a dot will be on the stage.
A huge flying boat stopped here, emitting a vast aura and power.
There are many traces left by years, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and all kinds of them are included.
On the stage, Emperor Jing Yuan sat proudly on the dragon throne, his eyes swept across the audience.
Everyone in the field was trembling under Emperor Jing Yuan's gaze, and they didn't even dare to breathe.
Emperor Jingyuan rarely showed up, but this time, he walked out of the palace rarely, and was still wearing a simple and spacious Taoist robe with a calm expression, but his every move was accompanied by a domineering dominance that ruled the world.
After all, it is the dragon of the human race, the king of fate in heaven!
All kinds of geniuses within the royal family have arrived.
Among them, the most dazzling one is the Changqing Princess wearing a calm blue shirt.
Her expression was cold, like a proud peacock, especially her thin lips, which was even more contemptuous.
However, it is normal for them to be princesses and geniuses to have such a posture.
"Your Majesty, the genius from Tianxuan Academy has arrived."
A middle-aged father-in-law with a white face stood beside Emperor Jing Yuan and whispered.
Emperor Jing Yuan raised his head and glanced over.
Hundreds of meters away, Lin Chen suddenly noticed a shocking gaze, with substantial pressure, falling on his shoulders, as if he had suddenly suppressed a mountain, which was unbearable.
He immediately took a step and slowly raised his head!
This is the first time Lin Chen and Emperor Jing Yuan meet each other!
A few hundred meters away, Lin Chen could feel the constant pressure coming, making it difficult for him to breathe.
But he never looked away.
Emperor Jing Yuan smiled a little playful, and it was indeed interesting!
"Lin Chen, be more respectful when you see Your Majesty."
At this time, Zhang Xianchi walked up slowly and whispered, "In the Great Yan Dynasty, Your Majesty is the creator of all rules!"
His meaning is very simple. On the surface, don't go against His Majesty.
What does Emperor Jingyuan exist?
He only needs one finger to crush you to death!
“That’s natural.”
Lin Chen suddenly smiled, "How can you disrespect your Majesty when facing His Majesty?"
Beside Lin Chen, Lin Ning'er also looked at Emperor Jing Yuan.
It was this glance that made her face suddenly change!