Chapter 1629

"Dad!" Han Yurou was a little panicked. Looking at Han Wulong who came out of the darkness, he dodged slightly.

"Rou'er, you are old, and some things are normal, but..." Han Wulong stopped talking, and his broad Qi kept turning around, and the golden dragon pattern was clamped in the sky like a divine awn.

"But what?" Han Yurou's eyes flashed a trace of panic, slightly dodged, and said softly.

Han Wulong immediately stepped on his feet, and the golden dragon pattern appeared. The surging golden waves filled the whole courtyard like the surging sea water in an instant.

"Rou'er, tell Dad honestly that you really feel the same golden dragon breath as dad from him?"

Han Yurou nodded heavily and said, "at first, I thought he was just talented against the sky, and the soul energy he found behind was also very important. Later, in the several fights in Yutian palace, I felt the same breath as you! I thought I was wrong, and I found it later."

"Hmm..." Han Wulong frowned, stood with his hands down, his robe bulging, looked at the mountains in the distance, and stopped talking.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

Looking at Han Wulong's tall body, Han Yurou was a little distracted. After a long silence, Han Wulong suddenly turned around and his eyes were full of silence.

"If this is the case, tomorrow's Yu Tian soul race Su Yi must return safely!"

Han Yurou nodded gently. Since Su Yi left, Han Yurou's heart was always thinking of Su Yi. Then Han Wulong looked at Han Yurou with a solemn expression and said.

"Also, you must not have any emotional entanglement with Su Yi in the future!"

"Boom!"

Han Yurou's extremely hot body looked particularly enchanted under the moonlight, and immediately shivered all over. The moon frowned and looked at Han Wulong in confusion.

"Why? Old women can, why can't I!"

Han Wulong, who has always loved Han Yurou, opened his tiger eyes, changed his gentle image in the past, and shouted in a low voice.

"Stop talking nonsense. This is Yu Tiangong! And if I say no, I can't! You and Su Yi are not suitable!"

"Why not? He's unmarried and I'm not married! I'll be with whoever I like to be with! If he can sacrifice his life to save me, why can't I show my feelings for him?"

Han Yurou, who dared to love and hate, made no concession in her words. Feng Mei was full of anger and drank endlessly.

"Yurou! Your father has promised you everything since you were young, but this one thing, my father can't promise you! Your good husband, even if my father has searched all over the six continents and one sea for you, he will find it for you, that is, Su Yi, no! Absolutely not!"

With that, Han Wulong's whole body was full of energy, and immediately the terrifying domineering breath like a strong wind and waves swept out. Han Yurou's delicate and attractive body immediately stepped back a few steps, his chest was fishy and sweet, and the skirt behind him was raised high.

The skirt fell, and the white moonlight sprinkled on Han Yurou's lacquered face, and the tears in a line slid down the perfect side face.

"Patter patter!"

Han Wulong looked at it and immediately felt a cramp in his heart, but his face remained unchanged.

"Dad, I hate you! You're afraid of that woman!"

"Deng Deng!"

Han Yurou gently lifted her hand, wiped the tears on her face, gave Han Wulong a sad look, retreated and turned around, and then her vitality soared, went away in the distance, and dissipated in the night sky like a moonlight fairy.

"The rain is soft!" Han Wulong shouted, and the wind rose everywhere. Where was Han Yurou's figure.

"Hey!"

Just listening to the "bang", Han Wulong punched his right hand, and a light flew out of his palm. He directly removed a corner of the bluestone table. Under the neat and uniform cut marks, the stone directly turned into stone debris and flew away with the wind.

"Boom!"

Convergent breath, Han Wulong's face was very serious, and a trace of dignity flashed between the slightly fluctuating tiger eyes, looking up to the sky with a sigh.

"Yurou, you must understand Dad! You and Su Yi are not people in the same world after all! If it's really for your happiness, what's Yu Tiangong? The world is covered after all, Dad can't be the master, but it always needs someone to break it!"

Han Wulong's breath dissipated abruptly, and his tall body directly sat on the stone bench. His body was extremely haggard. At this time, he was a sad father.

The night breeze, the stars dissipated.

The golden light from the horizon once again fell on the mountains and rivers, and the waves were sparkling. It was an arrogant rising sun, as if with the hope of rebirth.

Everyone gathered in the Zhongzhen square again. Lingyuefeng and his party also came to the square early. Han Yurou and Han Wulong stood on both sides of the crowd.

Han Yurou's eyebrows were full of sadness. A sleepless night made her look equally haggard. Her eyes were sad. You glanced at Han Wulong and turned her head away without looking.

Looking at his daughter like this, Han Wulong's expression was also very unnatural. A touch of pain rushed into his eyes again, but he could only stare directly at the center of the square and try not to think about other things.

Duanmu Xiaoman has come to the square and sat on the central white jade chair. His expression is lonely and pure, just like a fairy born. But unlike yesterday, no one dared to face Duanmu Xiaoman's beautiful face and raised their heads extremely low.

The princes' elders sat on both sides of the high platform. Each of the ten princes stood still and looked calm, while the leader elder and several clerical elders were finally selected and stood behind the princes' elders, looking respectful and afraid to make any noise.

Gu Yue and Luo Wuyi walked up the platform together, looking at the solemn people below, and sighed in their hearts. Compared with the sea of people yesterday, today's Yutian palace is really deserted. Roughly speaking, there are only half of yesterday's candidates, and then they were excited and surprised, and said loudly.

"After the overnight selection of princes and elders, all of you here are qualified to participate in today's Yutian soul race. In other words, you are all real warriors carefully selected by Yutian palace and can devote yourself to Yutian palace!"

Among the crowd, a figure still throbbed when hearing this sentence. It was Jun Haotian selected by the elders.

Gu Yue glanced at Jun Haotian under the stage, turned his head and looked at Duanmu Xiaoman. Duanmu Xiaoman nodded slightly, indicating that he could start, Gu Yue opened the jade slips in his hand and continued.

"The competition system of Yutian soul race is changed today, and the rules are as follows."

Gu Yue stared at the jade slips, hesitated, paused for a moment, his eyes slightly opened, and then a heavy figure from the vicissitudes of life came from Zhou Kong again.

"The sky soul race is no longer based on the previous four-wheel system. Today, it will integrate soul detection, alchemy, weapon refining, soul control and martial arts training!"

"Wow!"

The players and elders standing under the stage immediately burst into flames. What kind of finals is this? Never heard of it.

For a moment, everyone began to whisper, passing curiosity and questions about the competition system with their eyes, but they didn't dare to make a violent voice.

"Silence!"