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Zhao Qingyan's face, which was already as pale as a sheet, lost all its color. Her eyes also started to quiver slightly.

He understood what his father meant, and understood what his father had not said.

The Qi King did not urge him, nor did he use his gaze to pressure him. Instead, he got up and poured hot water into his cup. Then, he sat back down on the couch and passed the water to him.

Zhao Qingyan did not answer. At this moment, he was no longer in the mood to drink water. After a moment of hesitation, he still asked the question inside his heart, "Is royal father forcing me to choose?"

The Qi King shook his head, "I won't force you. No matter what choice you make, I will always be on your side. The only thing I want to say is that your royal uncle is willing to give in for you, the new Emperor might not be able to do that. You actually have more than one choice to make. "

Zhao Qingyan opened her mouth, but she hesitated. "Must I make the choice?"

"If I decide for you, will you be willing?"

Zhao Qingyan was silent. "At least I won't feel guilty for life."

The Qi King rubbed his hair, "Regardless of your choice, you do not need to feel guilty about this. With royal father here, do I still need you to worry about your family? "

Zhao Qingyan was slightly stunned. After a long while, with a bit of pleading and a little bit of caution, she spoke up, "Hao, you're also from this house."

The Qi King laughed and said helplessly, "Yes, he belongs to this family. If my son is not here in the future, I will treat him as a son. "

Zhao Qingyan did not say anything. He just lowered his eyes and said softly, "I don't believe it."

The Qi King laughed, "I know you want to give him a home. If you're gone, he won't have a home again, will he? "

Zhao Qingyan pursed his lips, "I can see that if one day I'm not here anymore, he might..." "He won't stay on his own."

The Qi King continued, "We are the only people you care about in this world, and the only way to keep him, right?"

Zhao Qingyan's finger suddenly twitched. He tilted his head to the side and pulled the blanket to block half of his face, "I'm afraid Hao Yun will be like Qingfeng."

When the Qi King saw a tear that he could not hide in the corner of his eyes, he sighed, "Perhaps, when that day comes, Hao will truly not be stronger than the Ran Tong Xuan."

Zhao Qingyan's voice came from within, as he said depressingly, "That's why I can only do my best to leave him with a reason to survive."

"Mo'er, go ahead and do it." Suddenly, the Qi King stood up and hugged his son, feeling the warmth of his body. "Royal father cannot do anything for you to choose, but Royal father will protect this home well. Later on, Gu Wuyou, just give it your all. "

It took a very long time, so long that it felt like he had fallen asleep. Only then did he hear Zhao Qingyan gently reply, "Yes."

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Tsk, tsk, tsk, the mighty Supreme Mystery Scripture actually got forced into such a state by a few nameless men?" "From behind the tree, half a human figure appeared, and a mocking voice rang out amidst the silence.

Wen Wan stopped adjusting his breathing, and his gaze fell on a distant tree. "Xinling also came?"

A white silhouette walked out from behind the tree under Wen Wan's gaze as soon as he finished his words, stopping at the South City side. "I didn't need to come." After a pause, he added, "You don't need to call us in anyway."

He was half a head shorter than South City, his pale face as soft as a boy's, his features somewhat boyish. If he smiled, he would be shy and gentle. Unfortunately, he did not laugh now. In front of his good friend who was also a killer, he would never laugh.

Wen Wan looked at this face, which seemed to have not changed at all every time he saw it since ten years ago, and sighed. "I didn't call you here, I only called South City."

Nancheng smiled, "You know as well that when there's nothing else to do, we always appear at the same time."

Wen Wan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. I am in a hurry, so I can't go to Wu Gou, so I had to call all of you out. "

Nancheng crossed her arms and leaned against a tree. "Speak, what is it?"

Wen Wan hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Do you remember the last time I told you that Dong Tang already knew my identity?"

Southern City nodded: "I remember, but didn't Eastern Tang already die? Did you kill him? "

Wen Wan shook his head, "How could I have that kind of ability? However, his death was blamed on me. "

Nancheng shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "Forget about it. After all, Candle and the poison have been at loggerheads for a long time. If he wants to fight with us, Wu Gou, we should not be afraid of him at this time."

Wen Wan coughed a few times, leaned against the tree and took a deep breath: "The fight is small, and the loss is not worth it. But seeing the current situation, it is no longer something that can be avoided just by patiently swallowing. "

The Southern City and Xin Ling glanced at each other, somewhat suspicious. "The people who were chasing you just now didn't seem like Candle Wen's subordinates, so who else did you provoke?"

"There are many people who want to kill me now." Wen Wan sneered, but didn't say anything more, "But there is one person who must kill me. If he kills me, it would be equivalent to killing the Supreme Mystery Scripture for Candle. "

Nancheng was stunned, "Ah?" He turned his head to Xin Ling and asked, "Do you understand?"

Xin Ling shook his head. "I don't understand. But I think I know one thing, that we can't die in Taixuan, and Wu Gou can't live without Taixuan. No matter who wants to kill him, we must protect him well. "

Nancheng slapped his forehead and tried to clear his mind a little, "Taixuan, you heard it too. Wu Gou cannot leave you. Now that Wu Gou is dead, it's all in the hands of the three of us. "So, you can say whatever you want, but instead you've confused me by circling left and right."

Wen Wan was silent for a moment, then briefly said: "The current Beitang is Yan Bugui."

"Huh?" Nancheng opened her eyes wide. "Your Uncle-Master?"

Wen Wan frowned, as if he was somewhat dissatisfied with this title, but he also didn't correct it: "Yes, that's him. Originally, I only had a few guesses about his identity, but after finding out, I wasn't sure if he would make a move against me. "

Nancheng replied: "It's precisely because Beitang can't return that he killed Dongtang to save you, isn't it? If he wants to kill you, he need not wait until today. "

Wen Wan raised two fingers. "He didn't kill me that day, but from today onwards, he will definitely kill me for two reasons. Firstly, if he had killed me that day, he would have only killed one of the Supreme Mystery Scriptures. Secondly, only I know where 'Cang Shan' is hiding. "

Nancheng was stunned again. "This second point is easy to understand. What does the first point mean?"

Wen Wan pursed his lips, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Although I hold hatred towards him, I also know that he is truly loyal to my Master. Candle had killed my master, humiliated my disciples, and destroyed the Crippling Feather Sect. He was absolutely irreconcilable. He definitely would not throw himself under Candle's tutelage for the sake of his own pride. The reason why he went to Zhu Yi is simply to gain the trust of Hall Master Zhu Yi, and to take revenge for what happened back then. "

He mocked: "He killed Dong Tang, and Candle only thought that I killed Dong Tang, so I will not pursue this matter further. But if he is able to kill me, and I am both from the Supreme Mystery Scripture and the Xia Chan, that would be a great merit. Is my big gift something that can be compared with just one of the Supreme Mystery Scriptures? "

Xin Ling suddenly asked, "Then if you can't escape, will you make yourself that great gift?"

"Yes." Wen Wan's answer was very decisive, "If I can't escape death, I will die in the right place. It's just that he wants my life, so don't expect me to just stand there and wait for death. "

Southern City already understood what he meant. "When will he kill you?"

Wen Wan suddenly narrowed his eyes and said word by word, "In four days, three miles away from the Broken Feather Sect, at the far mountain range."

The Southern City and Xinling were both stunned. "You …"

Wen Wan curled his lips a little, and his smile became even colder: "In four days it will be Master's anniversary, and the stone mountain far away will be the place where I bury my bones for Master." I am going to Bianliang, passing through here, how can I not bow down to the tomb of my Master? Far mountain stone ridge narrow road, mountain ridge continuous, no signs of human life, and it is suitable for camping. I sent myself to such a good place, are you afraid that they won't come? "

Nancheng disagreed, "Yan Bugui is your martial uncle after all. How could he not know what kind of scheming you are? How could you send yourself into the realm of certain death?"

Wen Wan smiled. "If it were anyone else, I might still be afraid that he wouldn't take the bait. But it's because he's a wild goose that I'm more at ease. How is Xia Chan's temperament? He was just a reckless person who was proud of his martial arts. If I do not have to worry about my personal matters, even if I knew that I would definitely die on this trip, I would still make a trip to this place. "

Xin Ling said faintly, "Using yourself as bait is also a close call."

Wen Wei did not mind: "If we don't enter the tiger's den, how can we get the tiger? If we miss this opportunity, then there will be no chance for us to make a comeback in one fell swoop. "

The two of them looked at each other in silence.

"With all of you here." Wen Wan looked at them with unwavering eyes. "I won't be in any danger."

Nancheng pursed his lips, "Thank you for your trust, I just hope that I won't get empty-handed."

Wen Wan took off the cloth bag on his back and threw it to him. "As long as he has this, there's no fear that he won't come."

Southern City opened it and couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw it. "What's this? A piece of broken iron that has not even been cut open? " He weighed it in his hand and said, "It's quite heavy. Why are you carrying it?"

Wen Wan leaned back against the tree. "This thing was still a branch three days ago, but after I bought it from the blacksmith shop for five silver coins, 'Cang Shan' became a piece of broken iron."

Nancheng's brows twitched. "You're saying, this is Cang Shan?"

Xin Ling said, "This is indeed 'Green Mountain'."

Wen Wan smiled. "As long as Yan Bugui thinks this is' Cang Shan ', then it's enough."

Nancheng then wrapped up the cloth, carefully examining it before handing it back to him. "In four days, we will personally bring people over. You must be careful."

Wen Wan said, "You can keep one at the Wu Gou rudder, I'm afraid Candle would be prepared. The main rudder is easy to defend and hard to attack. As long as there's someone in charge of the overall situation, there won't be any problems. "

Xin Ling said, "Alright, I will stay behind to guard Wu Gou. South City will bet with you."

Wen Wan laughed. "A bet? Why should he bet? Chess was a game of chess, not luck. "I will definitely win this round."

Xin Ling looked at him seriously. "Your life and death is also the life and death of Wu Gou. You do not need to win, but please do not lose. "

Wen Wan replied seriously, "I will not disappoint you."