He looks about thirty years old, and his body is full of energy and blood, like an immortal furnace.
He was tall and tall, wearing only a thin green shirt, revealing his bronze skin.
His body is divided into golden proportions and has a perfect sense of beauty that makes it impossible to find any flaws.
Her long golden hair swayed in the wind, as if her roots were made of gold. wavv
The most noticeable.
It's his eyes.
His eyes were extremely deep, as if they contained the vast starry sky, and between opening and closing, golden light flashed like a sword.
He just stood like this, but everything around him seemed to be still when he was near him.
The wind stopped and the grass stopped.
Even the sunlight seemed to be frozen.
"In thirty years, the sea has turned into a mulberry field."
The man spoke, his tone full of vicissitudes of life.
He raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of the palace, his eyes suddenly as sharp as knives.
"Kill my beloved son. This hatred and hatred must be repaid with blood!"
The man stopped lingering and took a step forward.
However, this small step spans thousands of meters.
It was as if the world and the world had become smaller in front of him.
In just two or three steps, the man disappeared into the garden.
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The Duke's Mansion of Weiguo.
In the past, there were many guests and it was noisy.
But now it is deserted and the doors are closed tightly, giving a feeling of desolation.
Deep inside the Duke of Wei's mansion.
At this time, Wei Guogong and Wei Zhengxiong were sitting opposite each other.
"Father, it's been almost half a month, has the saint not come out of seclusion yet?"
Wei Zhengxiong was a little anxious. He couldn't hold back at this moment and asked.
"Zhengxiong, don't be anxious, don't panic when something happens."
Duke Wei spoke calmly and in a calm tone.
His originally gray hair was now completely gray.
But his temperament became more and more reserved.
Like a vast ocean, it is unfathomable.
This made Wei Zhengxiong feel even more respectful.
Since the defeat of the Promised Battle, Duke Wei has closed his door tightly and never goes out again.
Drinking tea and playing chess, the whole person seems to be cultivating his body and soul.
But Wei Zhengxiong knew it.
Not only did his father not lose his ambition, but he became even more ambitious.
"Now the entire Kyushu and the entire Kyoto are under His Majesty's control. If there is no saint, then we will surely fall into a dead end."
Wei Zhengxiong spoke respectfully.
These days, he was unable to use other powers and could only simply inquire about some news.
All the land of Kyushu belongs to Emperor Wu.
The entire Kyoto was already under the control of Emperor Wu.
It can be said that this game of chess has reached a dead end.
The Queen, Duke Wei and the Prime Minister are fine for the time being.
But above his head, there was an invisible sword hanging.
No one knows when it will fall.
And once it falls, it is certain to die.
That's why Wei Zhengxiong is so nervous.
After all, a saint never leaves seclusion for a day.
Then there is no life protection for one day.
"Don't worry, even if we die, the saint will definitely avenge us."
Duke Wei Guo spoke calmly, as if he had seen everything away.
His eyes were completely washed away.
Obviously this defeat also made his state of mind even deeper.
"Wei Yan, how could you die? Xiao Yuan should be the one who died."
A sudden voice sounded, causing Wei Zhengxiong's expression to change drastically.
This is the inner courtyard of Duke Wei's mansion. There are many organs. Who can break in here silently?
And who is this, who dares to call his father and Emperor Wu by their names?
Wei Yan is the name of Duke Wei.
Xiao Yuan is the real name of Emperor Wu.
Before Wei Zhengxiong looked for it, he saw the person who spoke.
It was the blond man who walked out of the garden.
"Wei Yan of the Wei family, pay homage to the saint!"
Seeing this blond man, Duke Wei's expression changed and he quickly knelt down respectfully.
At this time, his state of mind and state of mind were completely shattered.
"Saint? Zhenwu Saint!"
Hearing his father's name, Wei Zhengxiong guessed the identity of this blond man no matter how stupid he was.
He immediately fell to his knees and buried his head on the ground.
"Get up!"
The Zhenwu Saint was not angry but his voice seemed to fall from the sky.
Both Wei Guogong and Wei Zhengxiong were shocked.
"What's the situation now?"
Zhenwu Saint sat directly at the top and asked.
"Saint, the current situation is very bad."
Duke Wei did not speak and let Wei Zhengxiong speak.
Wei Zhengxiong immediately told the whole story of what happened.
It also focuses on Xiao Dilin's defeat and Emperor Wu's hidden strength.
"Xiao Changfeng? Master Xiao?"
Zhenwu Saint frowned slightly.
He sensed Xiao Dilin's death, but he didn't expect that he would die in Xiao Changfeng's hands.
"Do you have any elixir? Bring one."
Zhenwu Sage had a guess in his mind.
Wei Zhengxiong did not dare to be careless and took a spirit-breaking pill from the storage ring.
Zhenwu Saint stretched out his hand and took out the Spirit-Breaking Pill.
Then a bright light shot out of his eyes.
"The elixir is actually a real elixir! This thing is only available in the Ghost Immortal Sect, and the quantity is very rare. How could it be spread and there is such a large quantity."
There are also pills in the Guixian Sect, but the quantity is not large.
Zhenwu Sage once received a gift from his master and took an elixir, so he would not admit his mistake with the Spirit-Breaking Pill.
"Even the Xia Clan does not have any elixirs, so this means that this was not left to him by Xia Chan."
Zhenwu Saint frowned slightly, guessing in his mind.
"He is not from the Ghost Immortal Sect either. Could it be that he has received some kind of inheritance?"
Apart from this, Zhenwu Saint can't think of anything else.
At this time, the appearance of the elixir even eliminated Xiao Dilin's death.
Zhenwu Saint was shocked in his heart.
"Three lives of martial souls, in addition to the bronze sword soul, he actually awakened two more martial souls!"
Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, the Three Lives Martial Spirit alone is enough to scare the Zhenwu Saint again.
Twin martial souls are already the talent of evildoers.
The Three Lives Martial Spirit is simply unbelievable.
Even Zhenwu Saint was shocked in his heart.
"With three martial souls and the inheritance of elixirs, this Xiao Changfeng is probably the biggest threat."
Even Wei Guogong and Wei Zhengxiong.
Wouldn't even think of it.
Zhenwu Saint actually regarded Xiao Changfeng as a threat.
This...this is simply unbelievable.
In their view.
Although Xiao Changfeng is good, he is just a rising star and cannot be compared with Zhenwu Saint.
But Zhenwu Saint knows it very well.
This is a bombshell. If you don't take it seriously, it will definitely threaten your life.
"It seems that Xiao Yuan can't be killed yet. I have to use him as bait to catch the big fish Xiao Changfeng."
Zhenwu Sage's mind changed and he made a decision.
Originally, he planned to take action directly, kill Emperor Wu, and avenge Xiao Dilin.
But now, he has changed his mind.
"Follow me to the palace."
Zhenwu Saint's eyes flashed, he stood up and walked out.
On this day, the saint came out of seclusion and the storm started again!