Mo Ya's face was expressionless and he didn't dare to look or think too much.
He responded respectfully: "They still long to fly like birds, failing to realize that their destiny is no longer in their own hands."
Ji Wuye seemed to have been accustomed to Mo Crow's way of speaking.
Hearing this, he snorted coldly, put the bronze wine bottle in his hand heavily on the table, and said in a deep voice: "Then teach them to accept their fate. There is no need for useless chess pieces in the night."
"Yes!" Young Mo Ya bowed his head and responded respectfully.
The next moment, his figure kneeling on one knee quickly disappeared.
There were only a few black feathers floating and dissipating in place.
In the spacious and neat lobby, Ji Wuye was the only one left drinking quietly. Another look gradually appeared on his dark face that seemed rough and honest.
That is calmness and wisdom.
It is extremely inconsistent with his appearance of a brainless and reckless man.
"My era, Ji Wuye, is coming..."
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The Land of Baiyue, in a prosperous trading city close to Qi State.
Inside a certain room.
Si Yuan quickly browsed the letter written to him by his mother, Ju Sanzi. After reading it, his expression changed drastically.
"My father is critically ill and is about to die."
"Don't he have inner strength? How could he get sick casually?"
"Is there something hidden in it?"
No matter what, he planned to go back and see for himself.
Anyway, in the past few years when he was wandering around alone, he had learned Yue, Chu, and Qi by virtue of his strong language learning ability as a child.
The original plan was to learn at least eight languages, but now we have achieved less than half of the goal.
"My father is ill, is it related to the war?" With thoughts in his mind, Si Yuan quickly packed up his gifts and walked out of the room.
He didn't care about dealing with the house he lived in.
He went directly to the backyard, untied the reins, took out a group of horses, and strode outside.
He can't afford the best Qiji.
First, there is no money, second, there is no power, and third, there is no super force.
Even if someone gave him a Qiji for free, he would not take it. Because a horse of that level is a life-threatening thing for ordinary people.
Wait until you walk out of the courtyard gate and onto the street outside.
Si Yuan then lightly jumped up, easily turned over onto the horse, gently clamped the horse's belly with his legs, shook the horse's reins with both hands, and then the horse under him started to trot slowly and reluctantly.
Go straight towards the city gate.
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Traveling all the way through mountains and rivers, day and night.
Five days later.
After a long journey, Si Yuan finally came to a place called the Black Crow Tribe.
This is where his parents currently live.
"Lead the way and go directly to see my parents." Si Yuan turned his head and gave instructions to the little black bird standing on his shoulder.
The little black bird nodded to him and said nothing.
The small wings folded on both sides of the body suddenly opened, and the petite body shot out like electricity, heading straight to the right rear of the Black Crow tribe.
Si Yuan hurriedly ran forward to follow him.
The guardian members of the nearby Black Crow tribe instinctively became wary after noticing the unfamiliar face of Si Yuan. However, when they noticed the little black bird leading the way, they all relaxed again.
If there is a black crow taking the initiative to lead the way, it means that there are acquaintances in the tribe, and their status is not low.
They don't need to worry too much.
After all, for Yue people, not everyone is suitable for practicing the art of poison witchcraft. The vast majority of people are actually ordinary ordinary people.
Without the relevant talent for cultivation, you will not be able to enter even the most basic door.
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Along the way, there are many twists and turns, passing through many groups of houses with simple shapes.
Finally, Si Yuan came to a slightly exquisite classical mansion. He raised his head and looked at the three words "Nanyang Mansion" on the door plaque. Without any further hesitation, he took the initiative to walk through the door.
"Master, you are back."
At the gate, a servant took the initiative to greet me.
Although they didn't know the young master Si Yuan, they knew the little black bird, so they naturally understood that this strange boy was Si Yuan.
"How is my father doing now?" Si Yuan asked aloud as he walked towards the house.
"Reporting to the young master, the master's condition is not very good. He has been taking medicine every day recently." The servant who followed him simply responded.
As for more words, he did not dare to say them casually.
Afraid of losing his life.
Si Yuan didn't pay attention. After passing through five entrances and five exits, pavilions and pavilions, he came to a stop in front of a refined and elegant house.
Suddenly there was some hesitation and anxiety in my heart.
"Since you're back, let's come in...cough cough cough..."
Hearing the hoarse and weak voice coming from the room, Si Yuan no longer hesitated and took the initiative to open the door and walked in.
"I have met the young master."
The two delicate little maids guarding the bedside quickly saluted Si Yuan.
Si Yuan nodded in response.
He came to the wooden bed and sat down. Looking at the familiar figure lying weakly and panting on the bed, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart for a moment.
That face was now pale and bloodless, and still a little old.
The originally full head of black hair actually had a lot of dry white hair, and the energy and blood in the body were low. It was a complete sign that the body's potential was exhausted.
"Dad, how could you be like this?" Although Si Yuan felt uncomfortable, he was more puzzled: "You have already fully opened the twelve meridians in your body, and your internal strength is deep."
"How could your body's potential be exhausted like this?"
"Cough cough cough...!" Si Wufeng coughed violently a few times, and then simply explained: "There was a coup within the palace, and the surviving princes were arguing with each other."
"For that position, one after another... they are wooing and forcing nobles, big and small, to take a stand."
"Although our family was... a bit depressed at the beginning, it was just that our family status was in decline. We were a noble of the Yue Kingdom... our status is still there, and we are still a noble."
"The changing situation simply... cannot tolerate the existence of neutrality."
"Under forced circumstances, your mother and I discussed it carefully and finally... chose to side with the current Wang Shang family, and we are on the right side."
"With that opportunity, my father... my father restored our family... to recovery ahem..."
Si Yuan hurriedly reached out and caressed his father's chest.
But in my heart, I was a little angry with myself, and thought to myself: "If I hadn't opened up the twelve meridians in my body now, the internal power of the ice would not be able to be released at all."
"Otherwise, we can send our inner energy to my father for treatment or relief."
"Dad, how is your health now?" Si Yuan asked hurriedly.
"It's hopeless. Even if your mother uses poison, the tribe's priests use internal energy, or use medicine, it won't work." At this time, Si Wufeng's mentality was very peaceful.
It's like seeing through the mortal world and not fearing life or death.