Chapter 841

Yu Xi Dao Jun, the daughter of the Lord, soon, the news spread all over the world!

The whole Dazhao holy land is in an uproar! Fear, fear, regret, joy, all kinds of emotions broke out in the whole Dazhao holy land.

What's the concept of the daughter of Jingmo?

The daughter of the first person in the world, the first princess in the world. At this moment, who dares to look down on her? Who dares to give her advice?

However, countless practitioners did not understand why jingku recognized her daughter until today!

But the sentence "daughter" has already told everything, because the sentence "daughter" has already explained everything, because this sentence "daughter" has already explained that Jingmo will protect her!

Mo Yu Xi did not know how to return to her palace.

After the murder of the northern Mo Temple, Mo Yuxi did not go to live again. Instead, she went to her father's residence, which was close to the Taoist temples of Maori and youyue.

This was originally the property of Mo Yuxi's father, but after his father died, he was occupied by some real kings. But at this moment, these real jundun obediently gave up here. Who dares to fight with Mo Yuxi?

Looking at the "Ming Feng hall" in front of her eyes, Mo Yuxi recalled too much childhood fun for a moment.

But, is Jingji his own mother? This information, such as a lump in the throat, makes Mo Yuxi's expression extremely complicated.

Why? When the father died, the mother was indifferent? Is the Lord really his mother? Why do you ignore yourself for so many years and allow yourself to be bullied?

Mo Yu Xi shut herself up in the hall of Ming Feng. Even Yan Chuan was turned away.

Yan Chuan smiles slightly and doesn't care.

At this moment, the most exciting thing is Qinglong and others. They were arranged by Mo Yuxi's father at that time. They should be loyal to the little Lord. They have also suffered a lot of coldness in recent years.

However, at the moment, he suddenly found that his little master still had such a strong identity. Qinglong immediately felt elated.

"Yan Huang, is it true?" Qinglong is still a little excited.

"Is it true that this Ming Feng mountain used to be the Taoist temple of Yuxi's father?" Yan Chuan asked.

"Yes, I lived here before!" Qinglong nods excitedly.

"Help me find a single room. I have something to say to Mr. Wen Ruo!" Yan Chuan said.

"Good, good, no problem!" The green dragon immediately responded.

All the real kings who occupied Mingfeng mountain were gone. Mo Yuxi was in a bad mood. At the moment, Qinglong, as the first servant, naturally had the right to arrange here. Besides, it was Yan Chuan.

"Yan Huang, do you want me to come? You know, the great change of Dazhao holy land, the big Zhou City on my side, will not live peacefully at this moment! " Mr. Wen Ruo said with a smile.

"Let's go, Mr. Wen Ruo. It's an emergency. I should have told you about it when I arrived at the Dazhao Holy Land yesterday. Unfortunately, I met Yu Xi." Yan Chuan has a straight face.

Seeing that Yan Chuan's face was serious, Mr. Wen Ruo also knew that things were extraordinary, and immediately his face became dignified.

Under the guidance of the green dragon, the two came to a hall, the door of the hall slammed shut, no one should disturb.

"Yan Huang, what can I do for you? Say it Wen Ruo said solemnly.

With Yan Chuan's present position, it is not difficult to find a magic weapon for storing things.

Yan Chuan turned his hand and suddenly a huge coffin appeared from his sleeve.

Coffin?

Mr. Wenruo's face sank. Who was in the coffin? Mr. Wenruo didn't know, but there must be a dead man inside. Who?

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