sleepwalking

Chapter 977

The group stopped and looked back.

I saw a team of people.

There must be Dongfang Yu, the king of this country, because there is a six-horse cart.

Only kings can ride in a carriage of this size.

There was also a car with two people tied to it.

As he got closer, he saw Dongfang Jing and Concubine Lan.

When he got there, Dongfang Yu got out of the carriage and saluted Ximen Ao and the others, "My son, my concubine has offended the Tiansheng people. Now, I have tied them here, and you can dispose of them as you please."

It was only yesterday that Dongfang Yu learned the whole story.

No one knows better than him what the fate of offending the Tiansheng clan is.

He would rather lose this son, this concubine, and befriend the Tiansheng clan.

Ximen Ao looked at Dongfang Jing and Concubine Lan.

With a crazy look on Dongfang Jing's face, he looked at Xiaocao with hatred in his eyes, "Xiaocao, you bitch. I've pursued you for so long, and you didn't answer me. You were disheveled that day, didn't you? Being played by someone? A bitch..."

Dongfang Yu has already said that even if the members of the Heavenly Saint Clan let Dongfang Jing go, he will exclude Dongfang Jing from being the heir to the throne.

In the future, Dongfang Jing will be given a piece of territory and let him live in peace and retire.

Never come back to Wangcheng again.

Dongfang Jing went crazy.

He thought that all these things were caused by Xiaocao.

If Xiaocao had followed him, these things would not have happened.

He never felt like he was doing anything wrong.

I just feel like I'm unlucky.

Ximen Ao didn't care about Dongfang Jing and Concubine Lan, who were like ants.

However, seeing the expression on Dongfang Jing's face and hearing what Dongfang Jing said, he sighed secretly, then turned his hand into a knife, and touched Dongfang Jing's neck.

Immediately, a gust of blood shot out, and Dongfang Jing died.

Xiaocao secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

She is going to the Celestial Saint Clan, this Dongfang Jing definitely can't do anything to her, but Aya and the others still have to practice and study in Wangcheng.

If Dongfang Jing finds trouble with Aya and the others, there is nothing they can do.

Now, Dongfang Jing is dead, once dead.Aya, they are safe.

Aya obviously thought of this too, with a slightly relaxed face.

Ximen Ao looked at Concubine Lan.

Concubine Lan didn't speak, but the flames of hatred were burning in her eyes.

Looking at Xiaocao, it seems that there is a hole in Xiaocao's body.

Simon Ao shook his head again.

He was going to let Concubine Lan go, but seeing Concubine Lan's appearance, he was not going to let Concubine Lan go.

Although he is like an ant, hating Xiaocao like this may cause trouble for Xiaocao in the future.

Ximen Ao then touched Concubine Lan's neck.

Concubine Lan was also killed.

Dongfang Yu's complexion remained unchanged.

Ximen Ao spoke, "The relationship between the Chiyan Kingdom and the Tiansheng Clan will not be affected by these things. If you are free, welcome to the Tiansheng Clan as a guest."

Dongfang Yu smiled, and bowed to Ximen proudly, "The Tiansheng people will always be the friends of the Red Flame Kingdom."

Xiaocao looked at Aya and the others, and was about to speak, Ximen Ao continued, "I hope the king can take care of the Osmanthus tree tribe. After all, that's where Xiaocao lives and grows."

Dongfang Yu was even happier, "No problem. In the future, children from the Osmanthus Tree tribe will be given priority in admission to the Warrior Academy. If there are people from the Osmanthus Tree tribe who want to become officials, they will also be given priority."

Xiaocao was happy, and Aya and the others were also very happy.

Ximen Ao was satisfied.

Everyone bid farewell again and prepared to leave.

Dongfang Yu didn't even look at Xiaocao.

He also wanted to make Xiaocao for one of his sons, but he knew that a woman from the Heavenly Sacred Clan like Xiaocao was not something his sons could imagine.

…………

In less than two years, Xiaocao reached the warrior realm.

Nine levels of warriors, six levels of warriors, and three levels of saints.

Above the saint is the realm of the gods.

Xiaocao looked at the vast starry sky, "Brother, I'm one step closer to you."

During these two years, Xiaocao became ruthless in cultivation.

He spends more than ten hours in the practice room every day.

The exercises, martial arts, and supernatural powers she obtained from the bronze ring were also taught by Ximen Ao, and she mastered them very quickly.

In the past two years, many teenagers and young people from the Tiansheng clan expressed their love for Xiaocao.

However, they were all rejected by Xiaocao.

Xiaocao's heart, like a rock, never shifts.

…………

It's that time of year again.

Aya took the other five teenagers and rode to the osmanthus tree tribe.

Three years have passed, and Aya is about to reach the warrior realm, and the other five teenagers have also reached the sixth level of warriors.

This year, after returning to the tribe, Aya is not going to leave. He plans to teach the children martial arts and martial arts in the tribe, and he himself will use the quiet environment of the tribe to break through to the realm of warriors.

As for the five teenagers, they will stay in the Warrior Academy in Wangcheng for a few more years.

Moreover, it may be necessary to bring a few more talented teenagers.

When I was about to arrive, the first thing I saw was the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

Thick round trunk, luxuriant crown.

Leaves swaying in the wind.There are also small yellow flowers.

Seeing the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, several teenagers became excited.

They will soon return to the tribe.

Now, the osmanthus tree tribe is bigger.

The population has reached three thousand.

In addition, the door is also very large.

The six of them galloped straight into the tribal gate.

After getting off the horse and handing the horse to the fat fish who fed the horse, the six of them felt a little strange.

The people in the tribe seemed to be beaming, as if something happy had happened.

Ayala stopped Fat Fish, "Is there any happy event for the tribe?"

Fat Yu said cheerfully, "Xiaocao is back. I heard that Xiaocao has reached the warrior realm."

After hearing Fat Yu's words, Aya couldn't believe his ears, and stood there in a daze, his heart swallowed by great joy.

Immediately, there was a bit of sourness: Sure enough, when Xiaocao was fifteen or six years old, she reached the warrior realm.

Such a talented little grass will make many men bow down.

A boy gave Aya a hand, "Aya, we are going home, hurry up and go to Aunt Shitou's house to see Xiaocao."

These teenagers all knew what Aya was thinking, but they were not as pessimistic as Aya. They always felt that Xiaocao and Aya might still be together.

Aya nodded, and walked towards Aunt Shitou's house with strides.

Walking into the yard, I saw Xiaocao sitting on the stone pier in the yard.

The grass has grown taller and more beautiful, but its temperament has become more indifferent.

Xiaocao was wearing a suitable samurai uniform, her hair was tied into a ponytail, and she didn't wear any jewelry on her head or body.

However, none of these detract from her beauty.

Aya greedily looked at Xiaocao's silhouette, wanting to completely imprint this figure in his mind and heart.

Xiaocao noticed that someone was looking at her, so she turned her head and saw Aya, "Aya, you guys are back? The osmanthus is fragrant, and I'm back too."

Xiaocao smiled like a flower.

Suddenly, Aya's eyes filled with tears.

(End of this chapter)