Ming Zhiyuan was thinking about the gunpowder jars in Wangtian City Lord's Mansion, and ignored Lan Yujun. No matter how she asked her questions along the way, he didn't answer a word.
In the end, Lan Yujun saw that he had been refusing to speak, so she had no choice but to give up.
Since the handsome boy was promoted to Martial Lord, his flying speed has exceeded that of Feng Wu. Three or four hours later, he had already flown over Wangtian City. It was daytime.
The handsome boy circled twice in the high-altitude clouds, and Feng Wu and the two magic eagles came up to him.
Ming Zhiyuan Yu Yi Zhi sat on Feng Wu, and the two magic eagles flew extremely briskly.
Yang Yiling and Lazy Mao didn't come, so they probably haven't come back yet. It's not yet the agreed gathering day. Yang Yiling is going to a big city farther away than them. It's normal to come back later. Ming Zhiyuan has no doubts.
Yu Yizhi asked Feng Wu to get closer to the handsome boy, looked at the beautiful girl on the handsome boy's back, looked at Ming Zhiyuan strangely, and said, "Who is this?"
Ming Zhiyuan said helplessly: "I met her on the road. I had no choice but to let her see the handsome boy, so I had to bring her back."
Lan Yujun saw Yu Yizhi's white hair and his eyes full of curiosity, without any killing intent. He immediately smiled sweetly and shouted to Yu Yizhi, "Hello, grandpa."
Yu Yizhi looked at her in surprise, waited for a moment, and then said: "Yeah, okay, okay."
As soon as he finished answering, Lan Yujun said again: "Grandpa, I'm hungry."
Yu Yizhi had a strange look on his face when the girl called him grandpa. He glanced at Ming Zhiyuan and said, "You guys haven't eaten all the way back?"
Ming Zhiyuan looked at Lan Yujun, who immediately looked at him with a smile, "Brother Ming, I'm really hungry."
Seeing that this young girl was innocent and innocent, not aware of being robbed at all, and still complaining that she was hungry and wanted to eat. Yu Yizhi shook his head secretly and said, "Let's go find a place outside the city to get some food."
Several beasts led the three of them to a deserted forest, where a magic eagle hunted back a wild goat. Yu Yizhi was made uncomfortable by the shouts from the front and back of Lan Yujun's grandfather, and he quickly snatched the goat away.
Go to the stream at the other end and wash them clean.
When Lan Yujun saw it, he quickly followed him there, and he and Yu Yi were very busy bleeding and skinning the goat.
Ming Zhiyuan set up a fire and waited for the two of them to dress the goat and put it on the rack. While roasting it, he said: "I think you have a good character. How could you get out of the family's quarrel?"
Lan Yujun was helping Ming Zhiyuan rotate the wooden frame to roast the lamb with a smile on his face. When he heard these words, his face immediately changed, and tears began to flow from his pair of dotted apricot eyes with a hint of blue.
Ming Zhiyuan suddenly felt embarrassed. He just asked a question, but why did he make this girl cry again?
Yu Yizhi was called grandpa countless times by Lan Yujun. Seeing her crying, he was a little embarrassed and said, "What grievances can the family have? Just talk about it. If you have any grievances, talk to grandpa."
Lan Yujun shed a burst of tears and said with a nasal voice: "I can't explain it, Grandpa, my father wants to marry me to an old man in his sixties or seventies, the Lord of Wangtian City."
When Ming Zhiyuan and Yu Yizhi heard this, they looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
"Is your family from Senlan City?" Ming Zhiyuan asked tentatively.
"My father is the Lord of Senlan City, the shameless old man who wants to marry me to the Lord of Wangtian City."
As Lan Yujun spoke, tears fell down again. She squatted on the ground and wiped away her tears randomly.
Yu Yizhi glanced at Ming Zhiyuan and asked: "Senlan City is also a big city. If it is for marriage, I can find you a similar age and well-matched heir from another big city. Why should I marry you to the Lord of Wangtian City?
What? What does your father think?"
Lan Yujun sobbed and choked: "Originally, when that old guy Wangtian came to propose marriage for the first time, my father had already rejected him. Later, the Lord of Wangtian City went to Senlan City and had a big fight with my father.
There was no winner, but I don’t know what they said afterward. When my father came back, he said he wanted to marry me to him."
"You tell your father that you don't want to. You have to tell him." Ming Zhiyuan said.
Lan Yujun glanced at Ming Zhiyuan bitterly, "Do you think I didn't say it? But no matter how hard I begged, or even threatened with death, my father always said that, I must marry, and I must marry in life.
, I want to marry the corpse."
Ming Zhiyuan couldn't help but gasped when he heard the cold words "I want to marry someone in life, or I want to marry a corpse in death", "Is that your biological father?"
He blurted out a sentence, and after saying it, he regretted it. Wasn't this a knife in this girl's heart?
At this time, the girl's mood stabilized, she picked up a piece of firewood and stirred the fire, saying: "Of course he is my biological father. I look like him seven or eight times. It would be a joke to say that he is not my biological father."
Ming Zhiyuan was immediately speechless.
Yu Yizhi looked at this little girl, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old. He thought about his granddaughter, Yu Rouer, and his family. Although it was only a second-rate family in Jiuyan Continent, Yu Rouer was also his.
It hurts to hold it in my hand and grow up.
On weekdays, she was reluctant to let her suffer any grievances. In her heart, she wished that she would not get married and just recruit a wife into the family, not to mention that she would be forced to marry an old man at such a young age.
"Hey... you are not worthy of being a father." Yu Yizhi sighed and said firmly.
Lan Yujun turned to look at Yu Yizhi, and called out aggrievedly, "Grandpa."
After saying that, she rushed to Yu Yizhi's side, hugged his arm and started to cry. While crying, she said, "It would be great if Jun'er had a grandfather, and he wouldn't have to be treated like a human being by his father."
Yu Yizhi quickly patted her vest and comforted her: "Okay, okay, it's okay to run out. You don't have to be forced to marry the Lord of Wangtian City by your wolf-hearted father.
From now on, just follow your brother Ming obediently. He is a good man and he will definitely not bully you. No matter if you find someone you like or don’t want to marry, he will definitely not force you."
Ming Zhiyuan stared at Yu Yizhi dumbfounded, but Yu Yizhi blinked at him and kept comforting Lan Yujun.
Ming Zhiyuan didn't know what the old fox had in mind, and ignored the two people acting out the love between grandfather and grandson. He turned the wooden frame to roast the lamb, while taking some green salt from the package and adding it to the roast lamb.
Sprinkled all over.
I could only hear Yu Yizhi comforting Lan Yujun while coaxing her to say, "Jun'er, your father didn't agree with Wangtian City Lord's marriage proposal at the beginning. How come he agreed after a fight? Isn't that right?
Your father couldn't defeat him, so he had no choice but to marry you to him?"
"No, the two of them are equally strong in martial arts. They fought for a whole day without a winner. Later, the Lord of Wangtian City took the initiative to stop the fight."
"Then...their martial arts abilities are almost the same, and they are both city lords of big cities. Why is your father so confused?"
"The two of them talked for a long time outside the city and fought again, knocking down the cliffs of Niutou Ridge. Then they stopped. After they came back, my father changed his mind."
Lan Yujun said with some hesitation: "Maybe it's the last one. My dad lost, otherwise he wouldn't have changed so quickly."
"Nonsense, there is no reason to marry your daughter off if you can't beat him." Yu Yizhi said angrily.
Ming Zhiyuan finally understood something after hearing this. He was about to ask Lan Yujun when he heard Yu Yizhi say again: "Jun'er, they fought again in the end and collapsed the cliff. Then
Your father and the Lord of Wangtian City must both be at the peak level of Martial Lord."
"My father is not. He just stepped into the middle level of Martial Lord. Then City Lord Wangtian has never heard of him holding a peak feast before, so it shouldn't be the peak of Martial Lord."
"Oh oh oh, so it turns out that when you step into the peak of Martial Lord, you need to hold a peak feast?"
"Yes." Lan Yujun raised his head and counted his fingers and said: "Only four city lords in Lingding Continent have held peak feasts. One is Liuye City, one is Jinyang City, one is Qiongyu City, and one is
Menghai City.
Only when the martial arts strength reaches the peak level of Martial Lord, can the peak feast be held. All the city lords of the big cities in Lingding Continent are invited to participate to witness his peak level. By then, every big city will have benefits for those who have reached the peak level of Martial Lord.
City Lord, if Wangtian City Lord were at the pinnacle of martial arts, he would have held a peak feast long ago."
"Oh, your father is not a peak martial artist, nor is the Lord of Wangtian City. The two of them want to destroy a cliff in a fight? This? Is this cliff only a few feet in diameter?"
Lan Yujun shook his head, "Although the Niutouling cliff is a cliff, it is still more than ten miles long. At that time, they smashed the entire mountain to pieces."
Yu Yizhi touched his beard and looked towards Ming Zhiyuan.
Ming Zhiyuan thought for a moment and asked, "Where were you when your father was fighting with the Lord of Wangtian City?"
Lan Yujun glared at Ming Zhiyuan and said, "Of course I'm down the mountain. My father is fighting with someone. How can I, the daughter, stay away?"
Ming Zhiyuan didn't care how she glared at him, and continued to ask: "You are at the bottom of the mountain, so the distance is not close, right? Can you see them fighting?"
Lan Yujun pouted and said, "They are fighting on the mountain. I am at the bottom of the mountain. How can I see them?"
"Then when did you know that the cliff was collapsed by them?"
"I heard it. The rumbling sound of the cliff collapsing was like thunder. The sound was so loud that it almost deafened me."
Ming Zhiyuan's eyes flashed, "Besides hearing the sound, didn't you smell anything?"
Lan Yujun rolled her eyes at him, "The cliff collapsed, rocks rolled down, trees flew everywhere, and there were broken trees and flying rocks everywhere. What smell could there be?"
Ming Zhiyuan lowered his head and began to think.
Yu Yizhi patted Lan Yujun's arm and said: "Jun'er, the collapse of the cliff is not something that can be caused by an ordinary martial arts fight. You suspect that your father lost that battle, but what I suspect is,
In that battle, Wangtian City Lord Xu used some external force to suppress your father.
Jun'er, good boy, think about it carefully, was there anything weird about the last battle between your father and the Lord of Wangtian City? Or did you smell any strange smell after the battle?"
Lan Yujun then thought carefully about it, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "The cliff collapsed that day, and all the ridgetops within a dozen miles of Niutou Ridge collapsed. I was afraid that something would happen to my father, so I rushed up the mountain. Before I could reach it,
Halfway up the mountain, I felt that the entire Niutou Ridge was shaking, making me unsteady, and then I felt a pungent smell of crushed trees."
"The smell? Is it the smell of dry dust?"
Ming Zhiyuan asked.
Lan Yujun raised his head and thought about it for a while, then said, "It has a very dry and pungent smell as you said."
Ming Zhiyuan nodded and whispered: "That's right."
Lan Yujun looked at a loss, then suddenly woke up, shaking Yu Yizhi's arm, "Grandpa, do you know? Did the Lord of Wangtian City use some despicable means to win over my father?"
Yu Yizhi looked at her, turned his head, thought for a while, and then said: "Wangtian City Lord's method, if he beats your father, your father is already dead. I see, he has not defeated your father."
, he just scared your father."
Lan Yujun looked at Yu Yizhi with a look of disbelief on his face, "Afraid? How could my father be scared? He is the Lord of Senlan City, who can scare him? Even the Lord of the Peak Martial Lord.