Tang Anhua's heart was inexplicably shaken and he looked straight at Tang Yan.
She noticed the haziness in his eyes, noticed the slight sway in his eyes, and even noticed the sadness at the moment he looked at Shuai Yin.
Familiar? Familiar! Familiar!
who is he??
Tang Anhua looked at Tang Yan, his face, and his eyes. Why did I have such a strong sense of familiarity? It was like déjà vu, and it brought a strong impact.
"He may not want me to come over, but I really want to see what the current Demon Spirit Tribe is like, whether anyone still remembers him, whether anyone still cherishes his memory, and whether the current Demon Spirit Tribe is like
I also gave him some respect."
Tang Yan took out an iron plate from his chest, the iron plate given to him by his grandfather: "Have you seen it?"
Tang Anhua's eyes slowly moved away from Tang Yan's face and fell on the iron sign. "No."
"My father gave it to me, but I don't know what its use is."
Tang Yan poured his power into the iron plate at will. He had done this many times before, and there was no reaction. But today... the calm iron plate suddenly burst into colorful glory. It was not dazzling, but surging.
A strange energy came out, touching Tang Yan's heart, and even Tang Anhua's heart.
Clang!!
A clanging sound shook the palace and shook the furniture of tables and chairs.
A strange force swept over Tang Yan and Tang Anhua.
The 'handsome seal' on the main wall actually flew away on its own and spread across the sky above the hall.
It bloomed with a dazzling golden glow, like a golden sun, stirring up sharp and intense pressure, oppressing Tang Yan, and even more oppressing Tang Anhua.
An iron sign woke up Shuai Yin.
A handsome seal reflects the iron plate.
Tang Anhua suddenly turned his head, his expression changed drastically, he looked at the noble commander's seal intently, and felt the vast imperial power and familiar military power inside.
In a trance, there was a power awakening in the handsome seal, and a mysterious creature opened its eyes. It was looking at Tang Anhua, and even more at Tang Yan.
"Emperor...Emperor...is it...is it you..." Tang Anhua was so emotional that his voice trembled slightly, unbelievable and unbelievable.
It has been thousands of years, the handsome seal has been hanging there for thousands of years, and there has never been any abnormality.
But today... I woke up?! How is it possible...
Tang Anhua never thought that the handsome seal was not an ordinary token.
Is it the emperor? Your Majesty has injected his power into it?
Tang Anhua watched absent-mindedly, excitedly, and his heart was ups and downs. The scenes from the past came to mind one after another, and the suppressed feelings reappeared in his heart.
"Father, is it you?" Tang Yan held the iron plate and felt the power inside.
His open palm actually changed on its own, slowly squirming, stretching, appearing scales, sharp blades, and finally turned into dragon claws, stretching from his right hand to his right arm, opening his sleeves.
A trace of dragon energy permeated the whole body. It was not as tyrannical and powerful as usual. It was very calm and slow, but it opened up the death energy in the hall and the pressure from Tang Anhua. The dragon energy was surging.
, tumbling, slowly converging into a vague silhouette of Long Kui in the dim hall.
Long Kui was entrenched, overlooking Tang Anhua.
Although it was just a shadow, it was like a god descending. It was silent, but it seemed to be transmitting all kinds of sounds. It was invisible, but it seemed to be pressing on her heart.
Tang Anhua turned around slowly, bit by bit, until Long Kui's shadow came into view, and until Tang Yan's right hand appeared in her field of vision, she was shocked again and again.
Look at Tang Yan, look at the dragon claws, and then look at the shadow of Long Kui high in the sky.
After a moment, he staggered back, feeling a turmoil in his heart.
A hidden picture emerged in my mind, it was that indomitable man, that powerful emperor; the picture in my mind was blurry, trembling, hazy, and familiar. Over and over again, it was fixed in the ancestral hall.
The image of the Emperor Ancestor that shocked the entire clan...
How is it possible? No...impossible...how could it be...
He said...Father?!
This is...Long Kui?!
Tang Anhua looked at Tang Yan, her eyes blurred as she swayed, and her heart trembled as her heart surged. She opened her mouth, but she was choked with sobs.
She couldn't believe it, but she had to believe it.
She couldn't believe it, but the scene in front of her was real.
The awakened handsome seal, the trembling imperial power.
Familiar face, mutated dragon claws.
Long Kui soars into the air, with shocking demonic power.
And that gentle sound...Father...
For a long time... for a long time... Tang Anhua's heart shrank hard, as if it was being grasped by something, and it was being squeezed hard.
Two lines of tears burst out of my eyes, with complex emotions, deep bitterness and guilt.
Tang Anhua... faced Tang Yan, towards the token, he knelt down heavily, bowed his head, choked with sobs, and trembled: "... Your Majesty... the guilty minister Tang Anhua... kneels down... kneels down... for you...
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"So this is the purpose of the iron plate?" Tang Yan looked up at the golden handsome seal. There seemed to be a resonance between the iron plate and the handsome seal, pulling each other together. He vaguely saw a figure in the golden light, a figure.
The figure standing tall on the sky is like a god, standing proudly on the top of the sky, like an emperor, overlooking billions of mountains and rivers.
It is just a shadow, but it brings awe-inspiring power that no living being can match.
It was just a shadow, but it brought Tang Yan deep warmth and pride.
There are five handsome seals in the Demon Spirit Clan. Will all the iron cards resonate?
Tang Yan thought silently, held the iron plate, held it tightly, and withdrew the power injected into it. The brilliance of the iron plate suddenly disappeared without a trace, but the golden glow and residual power of the handsome seal slowed down.
, it took a long time before it completely disappeared, falling silently.
Tang Anhua held it with both hands, but felt heavier than ever before. She looked at Shuai Yin silently, her eyes were filled with tears, and all kinds of feelings came to her heart, hurting her heart.
I have always regarded this seal of command as my responsibility and hung it firmly on the front wall of the Military Intelligence Department.
Whether it was the era of the late emperor or the era of Prince Cang.
She doesn't care about dynasty changes, she cares about protecting the territory.
When the late emperor was killed in battle, she felt angry and heartbroken countless times. She also looked at Shuai Yin in a daze countless times, thinking about what she should make.
But every time she saw the "Demon Spirit Clan Royal Personal Order" on it, she would think of the oath the late emperor led her to make on the day he took command, to protect the clan, not him, and to defend the Demon Spirit Clan.
Dignity, not his dignity; what he sticks to is territory, not his throne.
Tang Anhua originally thought that the emperor was gone, gone forever, but he didn't expect that there was still a trace of his thoughts in the handsome seal.
turn out to be……
The emperor has always been looking at him, and he has always been by his side.
"Emperor! The guilty minister... I am ashamed..." Tang Anhua held the handsome seal with both hands and held it hard. Two clear tears fell from his hazy eyes and fell on the handsome seal. There was a crisp sound, as if it was being knocked on himself.
The atrium of my heart, knocked on my soul.
Tang Yan put away the iron plate and stared blankly at Tang Anhua, who was crying with excitement. His heart felt warm again and even more touched.
I have experienced Tang Anhua's "calmness" and "stability" before, and experienced her gentle atmosphere. It can be imagined that she is a person who does not show emotions easily, but at this moment, she has such violent mood swings, which shows that the Demon Spirit Emperor is in her heart.
Her status also shows the guilt and pain she feels for the death of the Demon Spirit Emperor.
It is precisely because I have suppressed it for too long and suppressed it too strongly that I lost control at this moment.
Tang Yan saw the confession in Tang Anhua's tears, saw her guilt under her emotional fluctuations, and saw her protection of the Demon Spirit Emperor. He finally gave himself some comfort and confidence.
He can go on the next road.
From the frontier fortress to the sky, make your own way.
Tang Yan's dragon energy gradually dissipated, and his right hand returned to its normal posture: "Marshal, I came to the Demon Spirit Clan this time not to take back anything, nor to interfere with anyone. I just want to see the Demon Spirit Clan with my own eyes, and for my father.
I want to find an answer."
He needed to give an explanation to Tang Anhua and give a guarantee in advance to prevent her from thinking that he was here to cause trouble and impact the internal stability of the Demon Spirit Clan.
Tang Anhua respectfully put away the seal of command, hung it on the wall again, bowed heavily, and saluted respectfully. It was as if it was not a seal of command, but a real emperor.
Tang Anhua straightened his clothes and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Perhaps he had never shed tears since birth, but today they were so intense.
But her mood swings still couldn't calm down, like a river under a strong wind, churning endlessly.
She just looked at Tang Yan, staring blankly.
The emperor's child?
But I have never heard that the emperor had any heirs.
The only similar secret hidden within the royal family is that in the year when the world was full of blood, the clan elders once executed a child. Could it be... was he? He was not executed?
There were too many secrets involved in what happened back then. I am afraid that except for a few people, no one knows what happened.
But the more I look at this face, the more it looks like it, and the more I look at it, the more it resembles the appearance of the emperor back then.
Long Kui's aura cannot be faked, and Long Kui's form is even more impossible to imitate.
Long Kui? Emperor Ancestor?
Oh my god, is this the inheritance of the emperor’s ancestor?!
The emperor's child...the inheritance of the emperor's ancestor...
The emperor's child is back, bringing the inheritance of the emperor's ancestors with him. The Demon Spirit Clan... is about to change...
Tang Yan clearly mentioned that he came to the Demon Spirit Clan not to seize power, but only for an answer.
But……
Although the Demon Spirit Clan seems to be in a calm situation, in fact, the surging undercurrent has already formed in waves. It has not exploded or gone out of control, just because the two mountains of 'ethnic justice' and 'overall survival' are suppressing it. The pressure is very heavy.
It was so heavy that everyone couldn't breathe, and the soldiers on all sides could only vent their anger with crazy fighting and replaced it with a high-pitched desire to fight.
But once the news about Tang Yan is announced... the waves set off are enough to sweep across the entire military community.
At that time, the evolution of things will no longer be based on Tang Yan's own wishes.