After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

Hong Ran was sent to the East China Sea by an urgent message.

He was originally discussing matters with the elders of the Tianqiong Pavilion, but an urgent letter was sent to Donghai, telling him about a major event and asking him to come quickly without any delay.

As soon as Hong Ran got off the sea chariot, he saw that the Dragon Palace was surrounded by heavenly soldiers and soldiers, and the entire Dragon Palace was surrounded by wind and rain. Shang Yao paced back and forth anxiously at the door. When he saw Hong Ran, he took three steps and two steps at a time. He came up, shouting that something big had happened, and without any explanation, he grabbed Hong Ran by the corner of his clothes and walked through the airtight siege to the Dragon Palace.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Hong Ran's face was full of confusion. There were people guarding everywhere in the Dragon Palace, and all entrances and exits were blocked. Everyone stayed in their positions tremblingly, not daring to make any move. The entire Dragon Palace was dead silent, and the silence was so panic-inducing.

Hong Ran looked over and roughly figured out the situation. His heart felt a little heavy. He quickly took two steps forward and asked in a low voice: "Did something happen to Lan Yu?"

Shang Yao's expression turned extremely ugly. He shook his head and said nothing, but led Hong Ran into the main hall.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea was guarding in front of the hall door with a sad face. When he saw Shang Yao leading the people, he grabbed Hong Ran as if grasping a life-saving straw. The dragon's horns were trembling, his face was earth-colored, and he said with two fighting words:

"Hongran Immortal Lord! What should I do! You said how could a person be lost in such a good way!! It just happened that the person who was lost was someone brought by Yu Qingxian Lord. What should I do?"

"What? Who lost it?"

Hong Ran frowned, and his premonition suddenly became worse. He didn't care to listen to what the Dragon King of the East China Sea said. Hong Ran simply responded with a few words and hurried into the main hall.

Yuan Qing was also in the hall. There were several soldiers surrounding the room. No one dared to speak. The hall was silent and the atmosphere was extremely solid. Silent panic flowed slowly in the air. When Yuan Qing saw Hong Ran, he did not speak. , just shook his head at him calmly.

Based on the friendship they had grown up with together, Hong Ran understood what he meant in just this moment.

He paused and turned elsewhere.

Lan Yu was sitting behind the table. Because there was no lamp, the place was very dark and dark. His face was hidden in the darkness, and his expression could not be seen. He could not even see his outline clearly. Only a corner of his purple robe could be seen. Across this distance, even if the whole picture cannot be seen, it still makes people feel cold for no reason. The chill emanates from the bones, and the oppressed person can hardly lift his head to look directly at him.

Hong Ran didn't speak rashly. He didn't know who was missing to make Lan Yu get into such a violent fight. He had never seen Lan Yu act like this. Lan Yu had been in a high position for many years and had always been calm and self-possessed. However, At this moment, everything was in disarray. Hong Ran could feel that he was suppressing something, maybe anger, maybe panic, but more importantly, fear.

There was a voice outside the hall door, and then someone rushed in. The light broke into the room, illuminating Lan Yu's eyes. The phoenix eyes were gloomy, and the haze of the coming rain was between the brows and eyes. He was cold and cold, and his face was deathly pale.

Han Yin didn't even have time to kneel down. He was sweating profusely and said anxiously: "My lord, we have found the whereabouts of the young master!"

son?

Hong Ran was stunned for a moment, then remembered something again, and his face suddenly became stiff. He couldn't believe his bold and ridiculous guess, how could it be possible, how could it be that he was missing...

Having said this, he did not continue. There was hesitation in Han Yin's eyes, sweat dripping from the corner of his brow, and he did not dare to look at Lan Yu again.

The square handkerchief in his hand was tightly clenched in an instant, and several veins popped up on the back of his hand. Lan Yu raised his eyes, swallowed a mouthful of rich blood in his throat, and almost forced out these words through his teeth.

"where."

Han Yin gritted his teeth and turned blue. Then he knelt down and kowtowed heavily, saying in a deep voice: "Young Master, I am in Liyuan."

"We are currently in Dali Palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Yu stood up and left his seat. He couldn't wait a moment. It had been three hours since he found out that Chu Yitang was missing. There was no news during this period, and he didn't even know his whereabouts. He wanted to sneak into the Dragon Palace quietly. It is never easy to kidnap someone again, not to mention that person is Chu Yitang.

He simply couldn't imagine who else in the Three Realms could hold Chu Yitang, but he disappeared right under his nose. When he went back, he only saw the bloody handkerchief falling to the ground alone.

Only Lan Yu himself knows how scared and panicked he is now. His palms are full of cold sweat. When he thinks that Chu Yitang might be injured, Lan Yu wants to kill himself immediately to apologize.

Why did you bring Chu Yitang here and why did you lose him.

Even though Hong Ran was extremely shocked, he still held on to his last bit of rationality and stretched out his hand to grab Lan Yu's sleeve, and said bravely:

"Lanyu, don't worry. God has been in the Three Realms for thousands of years and has never been defeated. You..."

As he spoke, Hongran suddenly stopped. It was not until this moment that he truly touched the source of Lan Yu's fear in his statement.

No one in this world can threaten Chu Yitang in the slightest, but now someone has kidnapped him in the Dragon Palace, and his life and death are unknown.

Lan Yu twitched the corners of his mouth and gave a meaningless smile, his voice was cold and cold, and his voice was so soft.

"Hongran, do you think I can wait?"

Hong Ran was speechless and had to slowly loosen his fingers, acquiescing to Lan Yu's departure from him without looking back.

After he left, Hong Ran realized that he had broken out in cold sweat at the moment of contact. Yuan Qing stood aside, looking at the direction in which Lan Yu left, and said steadily:

"Hongran, if Lan Yu doesn't return before tomorrow morning, you and I will immediately return to Tianjing and ask for your Majesty's order to send troops to Liyuan, crush the Dali Palace, and welcome the god-king of our clan back to the capital."

In fact, both of them knew very well that this move was a great shame and humiliation for the Tian Clan. Back then, the remnants of the Wu Ruins led troops to fight against Tian Jing again in an attempt to provoke war again. Lan Yu's parents both died in the battle, leaving only Lan Yu. A bloodline was welcomed back to Tianjing by the God Emperor under the rule of Tianjing Crown Prince and raised personally.

They cannot go with Lan Yu, and no one can go with them, because there is no conclusive evidence, and no one can do anything about Li Yuan. It is an established fact that everyone has known for thousands of years that the god has gone into seclusion. If Lan Yu goes here, there will be no one in Li Yuan. If it is damaged, then Tianjing will have enough reason to send troops to Liyuan to welcome back Zhu Tianshang, and then conquer Liyuan to avenge the shame of the past.

Before that, there must be no further involvement. Both Hongran and Yuanqing must stay out of the matter.

Hong Ran also looked towards the front of the hall, with a confused look in his eyes. He took back his hand that was hanging in the air and said quietly: "I'm afraid that Your Majesty will know about this matter. After all, I can't hide it for too long."

Yuan Qing smiled and turned the tea cup covered on the table. The tea cup turned a few times between his fingers and made a crisp sound when it fell down again. He stared at the small puddle of water stains on the table and whispered:

"It doesn't matter whether I know or not. I'm afraid that Lan Yu will have already killed Li Yuan before I even have time to return to Beijing to report."