Xiao Huang'er looked surprised and called out loudly and affectionately,
Then, like a little baby swallow, it quickly flew into the arms of Patriarch Wutong, its little face pressed against the Patriarch's belly, and her heart was filled with joy and dependence.
Liu Huai also looked at the most legendary founder of Ziwei Dao Palace not far away.
The long years did not seem to leave any traces on her body. Even though her body exuded an extremely strong death aura, the magic of phoenix blood allowed Wutong Patriarch Shi to still maintain the alluring appearance of his youth.
Only those three thousand people with hair as white as snow silently expressed the eternity and sorrow of the past.
Patriarch Wutong caressed his daughter's hair, his proud and cold face filled with maternal love and pampering.
Raising his head slightly, his shocked eyes focused on the young man in royal robes not far away. Patriarch Wutong bowed slightly, nodded in greeting, and said slowly: "I, Helian Wutong, have met His Highness the Crown Prince."
Liu Huai stood on one side and did not accept the salute from Patriarch Wutong.
Now it seems that he is no longer the supreme emperor of heaven who dominated the nine realms of the great wilderness in the ancient times, but just the prince of the Han emperor.
Facing this legendary patriarch who once had a favor in preaching and supporting the Han Emperor.
This gift must not be accepted.
The young man looked solemn, bowed in return, and said softly: "Liu Huai, I have met Patriarch Wutong."
Patriarch Wutong also did not accept this gift.
She is not a person who relies on her old age to show off her old age. No matter what she did back then, times have changed and the world has changed.
Jiaoyang, who was still a little immature in the past, has ascended to the throne and has become one of the few remaining great emperors in the wild world, infinitely noble.
So whether she is facing the Han Emperor or the Han Emperor's prince, she must show due respect.
"I have no way of repaying His Highness for his kindness today. I can only remember it in my heart, but I ask him to report it to you."
The young man looked slightly condensed and said with a smile: "Master, please don't say this again, otherwise you will drive me away."
The young man smiled warmly and continued: "If the words of the ancestor today are spread back to the Dragon Court of the Han Dynasty, when I return to the imperial palace, I am afraid that my mother will be beaten severely."
"Your Highness is joking."
Listening to the young man's joke, Patriarch Wutong couldn't help but smile, and that faint smile can make everything pale to this day.
At this point, Patriarch Wutong no longer adhered to vulgar etiquette. After a moment of silence, he solemnly said to the young man: "I have an unkind request, and I would like your Highness to agree to it."
"It doesn't matter what the Patriarch says. All the Patriarch's invitations are welcome."
The young man responded immediately.
Patriarch Wutong lowered his head and looked at his daughter who was hugging him tightly, his eyes were doting and gentle with a hint of reluctance.
He slowly said: "Ever since the battle a thousand years ago, my body has become a candle in the wind, my realm has declined, and my life span has been wasted. Until Huang'er was born, now most of my body is buried in the loess.
, even a treasure of time such as the Chaotic Blood Realm will soon be unable to seal my lifespan."
"So, I ask Your Highness to take Huang'er with you to protect my only daughter in peace for the rest of my life."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was shocked.
Patriarch Tie Xiao's withered cheeks revealed sadness, and he instantly understood Patriarch Wutong's intention.
Patriarch Wutong is different from old guys like them, not only because of his life span.
In that war that year, Patriarch Wutong spent all his energy and burned everything, damaging the foundation and basically running out of oil.
After the war, he gave birth to a phoenix egg that was congenitally defective and could not survive. He used his heart essence and blood to nurture the little phoenix for thousands of years before he was born.
The current Patriarch Wutong has actually reached the end of his life. He is only struggling to protect Xiao Huang'er, but his time is running out.
Although Prince Liu Huai once said, "He will protect Xiao Huang'er's Taoism," but after all, he could not stay in Ziwei Taoist Palace forever.
If one day Liu Huai leaves, Patriarch Wutong passes away, and the Qingluan clan starts a war again for little Huang'er, I'm afraid Ziwei Taoist Palace will not be able to resist it even if it tries its best.
Therefore, Patriarch Wutong asked Liu Huai to take little Huang'er with him to protect her from uneasiness for the rest of her life.
"No! Mother!"
"Huang'er doesn't want to leave you! Huang'er won't leave!"
After hearing what Patriarch Wutong said, little Huang'er burst into tears and burst into tears.
Even though Liu Huai is the unparalleled hero in her mind, even though Liu Huai can protect her from being taken away by those "bad guys" throughout her life, she doesn't want to and can't leave her beloved mother!
The talented and intelligent little Huang'er had a vague premonition that if Liu Huaizhen took her away, she and her mother might never see each other again!
Little Huang'er burst into tears, hugging Patriarch Wutong tightly with her little hands, her little face full of sadness.
In this world, her mother is her only relative.
If we say goodbye, I am afraid that soon the yin and yang will be separated, and we will never see each other again.
Seeing this, Liu Huai also slowly shook his head and said softly: "This matter cannot be forgiven alone."
Patriarch Wutong's expression remained unchanged, his phoenix eyes filled with vicissitudes of life calmly stared at the young man in front of him, neither sad nor happy.
If you have something to say, you have nothing to say.
She knew that His Highness the Crown Prince of Han Longting would never break his promise and would definitely give an explanation.
But Patriarch Wutong never expected that Liu Huai's next words would suddenly stir up a feeling in her heart that had not experienced waves in many years...
Stormy waves.
The young man said calmly: "The Patriarch Wutong can't let go of little Huang'er, and Little Huang'er can't let go of the Patriarch Wutong."
"How can I bear to take little Huang'er away by force? From now on, mother and daughter are separated at the end of the world. I'm afraid they will be separated by yin and yang when they meet again."
"I have always kept my promise. No matter what happens in the future, I will definitely protect little Huang'er's safety."
"However..."
Liu Huai paused and continued: "Don't Master Wutong want to personally protect little Huang'er throughout his life?"
He smiled slightly, his black-gold pupils looked directly into Patriarch Wutong's increasingly turbulent eyes, and said slowly: "I came to the Ancient God Realm for two purposes. One of them is to go to the Ancient God City to see if anyone can really walk through it.
"Emperor's Road", ascend to the "Emperor's Throne"."
"The second is to come to this Ziwei Dao Palace to extend the life of Patriarch Wutong... and return to the peak."
Liu Huai looked at the little Huang'er whose face was full of tears, his smile faded, and he said softly: "Little Huang'er has not seen her father since she was born. Now that she is alone, she will not lose her mother again.
"
The infinitely noble Crown Prince of the Han Dynasty Dragon Court looked cold and solemn, and said word by word: "The tragedy of a thousand years ago will never happen again..."