Chapter 943

The man was dishevelled, with blood and plaster on his face, and his clothes were in tattered condition.

"Dugu family?" The man looked at one side of the stone tablet, tears in his eyes.

"Who is coming?"

Suddenly, there was a blast, and the two gatekeepers of Dugu aristocratic family suddenly blocked in front of the beggar man.

"I want to see Yan Wudi, I want to see Yan Wudi! He's my brother The beggar said and fainted.

Yan Wudi? brother?

"Go and report to the master!" Said one of the gatekeepers at once.

"Well!"

One of the children quickly rushed into the house, while the other, however, gave the beggar a real breath.

When the beggar woke up again, he was lying in a very spacious hall.

The beggar opened his eyes, looked around, and suddenly saw Yan Wudi standing on one side.

"Brother, brother!" The beggar burst into tears.

"Smoke and cloud? Why are you here? What's the matter with your injuries? " Yan Wudi frowned.

"Brother, my father is dead. My father is forced to die by Yan Chuan! You have to avenge your father The beggar cried.

"What?" Yan Wudi's face changed.

"Dad was forced to die by Yan Chuan!"

"No way!" Yan Wudi exclaimed.

"It's true, brother!" The beggar grieved.

But Yan Wudi was extremely ugly.

"How could it be? Uncle Chuan killed dad? How is that possible? Yanyun, please tell me clearly, what's going on, tell me clearly! " Yan Wudi was impatient.

Yan Yanyun sorted out his thoughts and said everything to Yan Wudi from the beginning to the end.

Yan Wudi pinched it tightly in his hand, and his face turned pale.

"Brother, brother!" Yan Yanyun called.

"Yanyun, you should take care of yourself first. Ten days later, I will go back to Yanjing with you." Yan Wudi's face was gloomy to the extreme.

"Well!" Yan Yanyun nodded.

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in the 50th year of Yan Chuan's dream of entering heaven!

Under a city.

Yan Chuan with six people looking at the eyes.

A magnificent city, its size, than the seal of the world's first city, the Zhou City, is even larger and more magnificent.

Unfortunately, there are only ruins left in this city.

A broken stele can be seen not far away, with the word "Qindu" on it.

"Qindu? Is this the capital of your previous life? " The White Emperor is so wonderful.

The crowd looked at it carefully.

Previous life? Yan Chuan's previous life? People follow Yan Chuan these years, vaguely know some things about Yan Chuan.

Past life? This is the capital of Dazhen, the capital of Qin?

"Yes, it's a pity that after my death, this place has turned into a pile of ruins, and has been burned by magic fire. The vitality of heaven and earth is in chaos." Yan Chuan sighed slightly.

With that, Yan Chuan took a step and rose from the sky, passing all the way, overlooking the four sides! The six followed.

The vast city, at the moment there is no figure, everything looks, a bleak.

Gradually, seven people flew into a dilapidated hall.

Yan Chuan looked at the shapeless corner of his mouth with a wry smile.

This is where Zhen Rou, a former wife, died.

"Zhen Xiong?" Yan Chuan's eyes were overcast with cold.

None of the six dared to interrupt. They waited for Yan Chuan quietly until Yan Chuan was calm. Yan Chuan stepped out and flew out of Qindu to another place.

It was among the mountains.

It's hard to see the inside of the foggy mountains.

After flying for some time, Yan Chuan and others fell on the top of a mountain.

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