Wu Buyan, who discovered this, was already reluctant to give up the crazy martial arts who treated him as the sky.
Wu Buyan, who understood this, had no choice but to look for another "literati" who could stand up temporarily when he was away.
Fortunately, after the Kuangwu had been trained, Wu Buyan also found that subordinate who was "able to literature", and he was an all-round subordinate who was quite in line with Wu Buyan's wishes. However, this fashion is being cultivated and still
Not meeting his request.
However, Wu Buyan's trust in Kuang Wu has increased a lot again. After all, no one will dislike a subordinate who obeys his orders, will not betray him, and has a strong force.
Du Juan, who had been watching Wu Buyan's face tightly, looked at the slightly changed expression on his master's house, and a hint of obsession flashed across his charming and charming face.
As someone who has been with Wu Buyan since childhood, he naturally understands what Wu Buyan just thought.
He smiled slightly in his heart, turned to look at the lucky Kuangwu, and felt a little jealous of the other party's luck. After all, she almost died in order to stay with His Highness.
But Du Juan didn't hate Kuang Wu, and even liked this stupid companion who called her Sister Juan all day long.
"Idiot, what you can even think of is something that others can't think of in the holy land of heaven?"
Then Du Juan smiled softly, teased a word about Kuangwu, and then explained to him:
"Don't pay too much attention to the supreme martial arts rituals. If the Lord wants to, I think those who are willing to kneel in front of the Lord should be able to circle my temple several times. And the reason why the Wang family did this is nothing more than showing off their power.
To shock others, and to show me the temple.”
"After all, the existence of the Lord is the haze in the hearts of all holy lands. Even if the Wang family has His Highness Yangji, they are always suppressed by the Lord. Suddenly, a clan member who can defeat the Holy Son of Fighting Battle is still a direct line. The Wang family naturally has to act in a high-profile manner.
of."
After Du Juan finished speaking, he pursed his red lips, looked at Wu Buyan who was thinking with his eyes closed, and continued to speak:
"But with the previous reminder of the Lord, I think another reason why the Wang family is so high-profile is to eliminate the resentment of the third prince who suddenly appeared. After all, the first prince was a child.
What happened…”
Kuang Wu, who listened carefully to Du Juan's explanation, kept nodding and understanding the profound meaning of the Wang family's actions. After all, he was just not as good as a person like Du Juan who was very careful, and he was not a pure brainless reckless man.
Otherwise, he would not have believed that Wu Buyan, who was just an eight or nine-year-old child, would have changed his life, and he would not hesitate to hike tens of thousands of miles to the temple.
......
At this time, Wang Daoyi, who had not returned home for more than three years, was standing in a small hall with warm decorations for more than four years, and could not see the decisive appearance of not long ago.
Wang Dao looked at the room that had become much stranger to him, and his thoughts were flying in his heart. He didn't know how to face his father and mother later.
Just as Wang Daoyi was thinking about it, several rapid footsteps came from outside the hall.
As a warrior, the visitor did not teleport at the first time, but chose to walk. It is conceivable how anxious the visitor was.
When Wang Dao heard the quickly approaching footsteps outside the hall, he chose one of the hundreds of ways to greet his parents in his heart, intending to use this as his opening remark.
However, when Yun Ni appeared in front of him with anxiety and surprise, Wang Dao's mind instantly became blank. All the opening scenes that he had just thought disappeared and he was stunned.
"Dao Yi!"
When Yun Ni saw the third son Wang Daoyi, who had not seen her for more than seven years, her already red eyes were instantly filled with tears.
He rushed over and hugged Wang Dao in his arms, sobbing softly, and kept blaming himself:
"It's because my mother is not good, I shouldn't leave you behind, it's because my mother is not good..."
The resentment in Wang Daoyi's heart towards his parents also dissipated at an extremely fast speed with Yun Ni's hugs and crying.
At this moment, in the sea of consciousness of King Daoyi, he was surprised to find that the acquired inner demon in King Daoyi's heart was disappearing quickly like the melting of ice and snow in summer.
"Is this the power of human hearts and family affection..."
Looking at the companion demon that made him almost helpless, he dissipated quickly under the hug of the king's mother, which made him, the immortal weapon, sigh.
"I remember it seems that I don't know how long ago, Qingyun said that I also have family members, and Xianqi also has family members?... Damn, I still can't remember, how can I recall this disappearing memory!"
When Fubao listened to the word "mother" in Wang Daoyi's mother's mouth, he couldn't help but remember what Qingyun mentioned to him countless years ago about his origin.
But Fu Bao, who was too damaged by that battle and lost a lot of memories, couldn't remember the specific scene at that time.
But he had been away from home for three years and his mother for seven years. He didn't notice Fu Bao's thoughts at all.
Instead, he slowly raised his arms and gently protected his mother, who made him feel warm and safe, and said in a choked tone: