crossing with green hills

"Come on, don't do it yet!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the approaching soldiers, Mu Nianci's face was frosty, "If your majesty wants to show off his prestige and return to your capital, you and I have already cut off all ties, and you already have an older son. If Guoer doesn't want to follow you now, I also don't want to." Go back, if you want to force me, you can only carry my body back!"

Before the words finished, Mu Nianci was too late for everyone to react. A dagger was unsheathed from her sleeve and lay across her fair neck.

"Mother!"

"Stop!" Yang Kang waved his hand, making everyone stop, looked at Mu Nianci, his face was as dark as ink, "If you die today, I will not let you go on the road alone, and make the entire Ancient Tomb Sect be buried with you!"

"you……!"

Yang Guo looked into Yang Kang's eyes, with swishing cold light, the two glared at each other angrily, their gaze piercing, as if they were not father and son connected by blood, but sworn enemies.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and swords were on the verge of breaking out!

Not far away, Qiu Chuji stared at Yang Guo and Yang Kang in the field with a headache on his face, looking at the two who were equally stubborn and refused to give an inch.

I couldn't help but sighed while holding my forehead, "This is definitely my own, and they all have a stubborn temper."

Chapter 71 The First Change in the World, the Prosperity of Martial Arts

grave of the living dead

Yang Guo and Yang Kang glared at each other, not giving an inch.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

There was quite a disagreement, and there was a posture of fighting.

With the dagger on his neck, Mu Nianci stared worriedly at the father and son in the arena, fearing that they would not be able to restrain themselves and would turn their swords against each other.

But he didn't dare to put down the dagger in his hand, and lost his sense for a moment.

In front of her son and husband, she is an ordinary woman after all.

"Gah~~!"

A very penetrating cry came from the sky.

A gigantic monster with a bright gray body and twice the size of an ordinary vulture fell to the ground with a bang.

Woo~~!

The wings flapped and flapped to the ground, creating a whistling wind, the robes were blown and the trees swayed and swayed.

A cloud of dust was raised.

"Cough~~!"

There was a violent coughing sound, and the wind and sand fell away. Yang Kang's figure appeared several meters away, and a deep scratch on the ground spread to his feet.

Her hair was disheveled, and her figure looked a bit embarrassed.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the Great Zhou Emperor was blown over abruptly.

"Gah~~!"

The gray sculpture honked at Yang Kang, and anyone could hear the joy in it, especially the two big copper bell-like eyes, turning their heads to stare at Yang Guo blinking.

Excitedly flapped its wings a few times.

Obviously, he did it on purpose.

"This is……!"

Yang Kang and everyone in the ancient tomb were no strangers to this bird of prey that fell from the sky, and they knew that it was a divine sculpture raised by Li Tiansheng in Daqing Mountain.

We all know how terrible lethal power he possesses.

I understand more clearly what it symbolizes when it comes here.

"Is that fairy lord going to intervene in this matter?" Yang Kang's face was instantly gloomy and terrifying.

Unsightly like never before.

But it was a pity that no one answered him, and he would not expect an answer from a beast.

No matter how human nature is, animals are still animals.

This is Yang Kang's cognition.

But the deterrence behind the beast also forced him to retreat.

"go!"

It was a shame, but he had to swallow it with gritted teeth.

"Your Majesty, then...!"

Snapped!

"Didn't you hear what I said clearly?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Subordinates should die!"

Seeing Yang Kang who left in despair without even looking at him or his mother, Yang Guo was completely chilled.

"Sure enough, my choice is correct."

Looking at the crying mother who had let go of the dagger and was lying in Grandma Sun's arms, Yang Guo heaved a sigh of relief.

"Cry, cry out all the grievances, tomorrow is a new day, a new start, completely cut off from the past."

Mu Nianci choked on crying, seeing Yang Guo's suddenly lonely figure, struggled to get up, walked to Yang Guo's side, and comforted him in a low voice: "He may not be a good father, but he was a great hero in the past, and now Work hard to be a good emperor, as for the future, you still have me!"

"Gah~~!"

Yang Guo raised his head, trying to stop the glare from the corners of his eyes, and gently stroked the smooth feathers of the sculpture, "Brother Diao, since the Immortal Lord asked you to take me to the Valley of the Sculpture, you can follow me for now!"

……

White hair urges old age, and Qingyang urges old age.

Time is like a ferry, and the passing water is hard to cover again.

The mulberry flower has fallen for 20 years, and it has also bloomed for 20 years.