It was originally the sky of the February sky with grass growing, but now the wind and snow have not subsided, and the cold is still there.

In nearly twenty years, the Northwest Road's Arc Road finally left the northwest, spreading towards the states like countless blood vessels.

This process is long and complicated, and the manpower and material resources are consumed so much. If it weren't for the Northwest Road, there was a whale that swallowed the world's wealth, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been possible.

During this process, many families of all sizes were full of complaints, and the resistance and conflicts were almost gone.

On the other hand, with the use of labor for relief, I don’t know how many new small cities have been built, allowing many people to survive the increasingly fierce winter.

Huh ~

The Longyuan Prince's Mansion in the cold wind seems deserted, separated by a long street, and the Longyuan Road Yai is in full swing.

Since sixteen years ago, the old princess of Longyuan, Gan Gang and the Dragon King Yu Lin, sacrificed the entire territory, many ministers from Northwest Road have successively settled in the Daoya. More than ten years have passed, and they are on the right track.

However, unlike colleagues in other Daozhou, many of the leaders of Longyuan Daoya will carefully avoid the Longyuan Prince's Mansion every time they do major events, and minimize the conflicts of the latter.

This is very rare today, because officials from the northwest are extremely tough in style, following the rules and regulations, and not favoring one's own feelings.

However, in Longyuandao's actions, no dissatisfaction was expressed in many officials in the Daoyao and the Northwest Dao Palace.

This is not only because there are new martial saints in the Longyuan Palace, but also because...

"You all came here with a notice. I must know the purpose of this trip, but I will still give you a warning!"

In the front hall of the Taoist yamen, there were more than a dozen people dressed in monks and Taoists, wearing short robes, old or young masters standing with their hands down,

Listening to the head of the head, Governor Longyuan Fang Han gave a speech.

"Don't ask for merit, but I want to have no mistakes! Never hurt the young prince in the slightest, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Fang Han looked solemn.

"Let's remember!"

Everyone looked at each other, but they all nodded, but they couldn't help but be surprised. Why was the governor so concerned about the family affairs of the Longyuan Palace...

"good!"

Fang Han nodded and then led the crowd toward the Longyuan Palace.

From afar, someone was already greeting the street. In the cold wind, Zhang Wen'an, who was getting older, saw everyone, and a smile appeared on his old face.

"Old man Lao is welcomed by Fang!"

Fang Han quickly stepped forward, helped Zhang Wen'an up, and introduced the people behind him:

"These positions are all from various states and even the masters of magical powers outside the frontier, who are extremely skilled in curing diseases and saving people..."

"It's time for the Governor to bother."

Zhang Wen'an expressed his gratitude:

"Thank you, thank you..."

"I'm welcome. Before Fang took office, the princess had explained this matter many times. I really want to thank you, so I'd better thank you."

Fang Han dared not take credit and waved his hands repeatedly.

After hearing the two of them talking, more than a dozen masters of magical powers behind them were all strange in their hearts.

Thinking back on the friendship between the Longyuan Prince's Mansion and that person in the rumors in the world, I couldn't help but think a lot in my heart.

"stop!"

Suddenly, Fang Han's body shook, raised his sleeves, and staggered the more than ten magical masters behind him, and turned around involuntarily.

"Governor?"

"grown ups?"

The expression of the master of magical powers changed, but Fang Han had no explanation and said in a deep voice:

"Go, go all!"

"ah?"

Several masters of magical powers were shocked and suspicious, but they did not dare to refuse, so they had to return the same way.

"Governor is this?"

Zhang Wen'an was a little surprised.

"No, it's okay..."

Fang Han didn't even dare to wipe his sweat, but just bent, as if he was waiting for something.

"Um?"

Zhang Wen'an seemed to realize something, and just as he was about to speak, Fang Han grabbed his sleeve:

"Old man, wait..."

Zhang Wen'an didn't want to pay attention, but he couldn't help but die. He struggled several times and had no choice but to stop.

Twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist

In the quiet courtyard, the sound of wooden fish was ringing rhythmically. In the monk's hall, the old princess silently recited Buddhist scriptures and turned Buddhist beads.

At one moment, she seemed to feel something, her eyelids trembled slightly, but she didn't move.

However, Yu Fengxian, who was lying on the bed, twisted her eyes and pressed the Qinglong Yanyue Sword at the head of the bed.

But the next moment, her body stiffened, and her five fingers that were holding the hilt of the knife suddenly clenched, and almost blue veins appeared on the back of her hand:

"What are you doing?!"

Huh ~

It looks like a ghost, coming with the wind.

As soon as Yang Yu looked up, he saw Yu Fengxian with a sword in front of him.

The East Dragon Taoist Fruit has no magical powers and possesses a magnificent opportunity that is hard to find in the world. After twenty years of separation, she is still as good as when she first met.

"Go, go, go!"

Yu Fengxian stood in front of the bed, like a female beast protecting a calf, with her teeth and claws spreading, and she was extremely capable of intimidating:

"If I don't leave, I'm going to do it!"

"you……"

Yu Yang reacted and felt a little amused:

"Are you afraid that I will steal your son?"

"This is my son! It has nothing to do with you!"

Seeing his gaze wandering, Yu Fengxian was suddenly nervous, and golden light surged on the Qinglong Yanyue Sword:

"If you want your son, go find your princess to give birth to me! Don't rob me!"

“…”

Yang Yu was speechless, and it took him a while to organize his language:

"I just heard that your son seems to be wrong, so I'll take a look and have no other intentions."

"Yeah?"

Yu Fengxian looked suspicious, but hesitated to move out of the way.

On the bed, a young boy who looked only three or four years old was lying. He held the wooden knife and slept soundly.

At first glance, the eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Yu Fengxian who he had seen when he was a child when he was refining the "Yanyue Sword".

【Zhang Xuan】

【Life dynasty: 3/1001】

【Fate: Dragon and Bird of Time (Bird of Black Bird)】

[Fate number: Five purples, three golds, one red, one blue and one black]

【Dialogues between ancient and modern times (deep purple), the life of the mysterious bird (lavender), the magical power dragon (lavender), the long life span (lavender), the time is belle (lavender),

The body of spirit-consuming (deep gold), talent and intelligence (deep gold), the shade of ancestors (deep gold), the ribs and tendons (deep red), the blessing of the fortune (deep blue),

Congenital deficiencies (black)]

【Status: Recovery】

[Supernatural powers Dragon: Raised by the East Dragon, dragon creature, innate heels have greatly improved...]

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! [The Spirit-consuming Body: The Spirit that is nurtured by magical powers, originally without flesh and blood, is born to absorb spiritual qi, but the spiritual qi required for growth is ten times more than that of ordinary people...]

[Time is the beloved son of time, and the years slow down several times on him. A year's life span is equivalent to an ordinary person's years...]

...

All kinds of words passed through his eyes like flowing water, and Yang Yu's slightly frowning brows also slowly opened.

However, under the secludedness, he actually had a fate that he could not see.
To be continued...