As the owner of Shenxiao Tower, his feelings for Princess Yongning were very complicated.
He admired Princess Yongning and also felt extremely vigilant towards her.
He is a man in the martial arts world, which means that he and the people in the court will never have common interests.
The rivers and lakes and temples are relatively common most of the time.
Although there is occasional cooperation, it is also short-lived.
Therefore, he did not deliberately ask to see Princess Yongning, and Princess Yongning would not go to Shenxiao Tower to see her in person.
At that time, even the people were talking about it, and even betting on the opening and opening of the bet, when would the first person in the world meet the Lord of the East Palace meet?
Yan Tingfeng knew that their encounter was inevitable. Just wait for Princess Yongning to inherit the throne, and their interactions would definitely not be missing in the future.
But he didn't expect that this day would never come.
Princess Yongning died when she was seventeen years old.
That year, the world was covered with mourning and countless people went to the funerals for thousands of miles.
This has also become Yan Tingfeng's eternal regret.
It may have become his obsession with not being able to see Princess Yongning.
He also thought about whether they could really join forces, would it be like the verdict written by later generations?
Separate the world and the temples are kings, and if they are united, they will be kings. China is unbeatable and unparalleled in the world.
But three hundred years ago, they had never joined forces and Shenzhou was defeated.
For many years, Yan Tingfeng has been dreaming of the middle of the night, and there are corpses piled up all over the mountains and the mainland of China full of holes.
Before meeting Ye Wanlan, he had never slept soundly, and he didn't even dare to close his eyes.
Because once you close your eyes, you will be covered in blood.
He could not protect them, and he was ashamed of his title as the supreme martial arts world.
Three hundred years later, he established the 723 Bureau and the Jidao Organization, just to make up for his past regrets.
Now this last regret finally disappeared at the moment when he knew Ye Wanlan was Xiang Lan.
Under the control of fate, they were able to meet and know each other, and also know each other.
Even if it is only a year or two, it is a supreme treasure for him.
Yan Tingfeng's strength seemed to have been removed. His eyes closed and his body fell heavily.
But he still pinched the paper, his fingers never loosened.
"Owner!!!"
This time, he even scared Rong Qi and the Supreme Elder of the Rong family.
When the two were at a loss, a figure passed by, and the water clouds were already forward.
She took out the gold and silver needles, and her technique was extremely fast, and she quickly stabbed the needle into Yan Tingfeng's acupoints, blocking his lost essence and blood.
Seeing that Yan Tingfeng's pale face had recovered a little blood, Rong Qi and the Supreme Elder of the Rong family finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Take the last golden needle out of Yan Tingfeng's body. Even Shui Yunqing, who has now become a Gu man, has consumed all his strength.
"Supreme Elder, the body of the poster..." Rong Qi was silent for a long time before asking softly, "Do you can't hold on for a long time?"
"Oh!" The Supreme Elder of the Rong family Sighing heavily, "It's been three hundred years. The author was able to survive back then. Although the ancestors made the work of this, in fact, what really supported him to this day... was the blood hatred that year!"
Yes Six major sects who died tragically;
He is the title of the four kings who died for his country;
He is the millions of bones in China, and the souls of the wrongs have nowhere to rely on. As a survivor who had witnessed all of that time, Lin Baiwei's heart was distorted and paranoid in the end. She cruelly killed countless people and wanted to combine the five major families into one.
What about Yan Tingfeng?
The greater the strength you have, the heavier the responsibility you carry on your shoulders.
It was not Shenzhou's fault that Ning Chao was invaded, nor was it the fault of the master of Shenxiao Tower, but since he woke up, he has been living in self-blame.
Rong Qi pursed his lips: "If... the poster went to Jiuyou, it would be a relief for him. He has indeed been too hard for years."
The Supreme Elder of the Rong family looked sad and did not say anything.
What do those eight words represent?
Even if there are many doubts, they can only wait quietly for Yan Tingfeng to wake up before they can resolve the doubts.
**
The darkness was boundless. I don’t know how long it took, but Yan Tingfeng only felt countless noisy sounds in his ears.
The familiar voice and tone, but he didn't listen to it very clearly. "I said this kid is not good. I heard from A Lan that he was in seclusion a while ago. How long has it been since he left the seclusion now? He actually vomited blood and fell into a coma. He was definitely not A Lan's good man." "But he looks very good. I never think anyone can be more beautiful than me, but he makes me worse."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
"Good you Yan Shunhua, you are a superficial and vulgar person who only looks at your face!"
"If I didn't have this face, the King of Qin would probably not even let me enter the door. "
Hua Yingyue was furious. She took a step forward and grabbed Yan Shunhua's collar with one hand: "One of the surname Yan, don't think you ended up running to Donghuang to find me, I will treat you Soft heart."
Yan Shunhua blinked thoughtfully, smiling like a flower: "My surname is Hua, too."
Hua Yingyue was shocked by his shamelessness: "You--!"
"Xiao Shunhua, Xiao Yingyue, don't quarrel." Xiang Mingyu spoke with a headache, "Alan is here to go Atlantis, I don’t know when it will be back. If this kid can’t hold on to Alan’s return, it would be bad.”
“The little junior sister left a lot of medicine before leaving, let alone, I think he can't really be waiting in Yunjing." Xie Linyuan shrugged, "After he wakes up, he will definitely go to find Alan."
Lin Fanyin couldn't bear it: "Saint, really Is there no way to cure him? "
Yue Zheng shook her head gently.
After a few more minutes, Yan Tingfeng finally opened his eyes.
He slowly raised his head, but found that there was only one person beside him.
So, he had heard a lot of voices before. Could it be the call from hell?
He lowered his head and looked at his palm.
"This kid is awake." Xie Linyuan raised his eyebrows, "Although I think this kid is too weak, he is dedicated to A Lan. I think it's better to observe it again. You guys will do it. How? ”
"I..." Xiang Mingyu hesitated for a moment, "I don't know how to make a decision, so why not wait for Xiaohe to come back and ask for his opinion."
This sentence successfully blocked all the things. People's words.
"..."
Even Lin Fanyin's expression was slightly solemn.
Because no one can imagine what he would make if Hejia knew about this.
Yue Zheng laughed slightly.
Perhaps because seeing each other again three hundred years later, the five major families have returned to normal, and they have relaxed a lot. "Awaken." Yue Zheng glanced at him lightly, "The devouring Gu in your body has become much more active again. Your life span is less than three months, but no matter what, drink the medicine first. It was left by A Lan."
Hearing this sentence, Yan Tingfeng was not angry.
His beautiful phoenix eyes were astonishingly bright, and a mysterious smile appeared on his lips: "It turns out it's you, the saint." (The end of this chapter)