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 world and the temple 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, when would the number one person in the gambling world meet the Lord of the East Palace?


    Yan Tingfeng knew that their encounter was inevitable, and they would definitely have no less interaction in the future when Princess Yongning inherited the throne.


    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 also became Yan Tingfeng''s eternal regret.


    Failure to see Princess Yongning may have become his obsession.


    He also thought about whether they could really join forces, would it be the same as the verdict written by later generations?


    If the division is made, the rivers, lakes and temples will be kings, and if the united states, the world will be unparalleled.


    But three hundred years ago, they had never joined forces and Shenzhou was defeated.


    For many years, Yan Tingfeng dreamed of midnight, and there were 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 of Supreme Martial Arts.


    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, Rong Qi and the Supreme Elder of the Rong family were even more frightened.


    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.


    Taking the last golden needle out of Yan Tingfeng''s body, even Shui Yunqing, who has now become a Gu man, actually took all his energy.


    "The 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 sighed deeply, "It''s been three hundred years. Although the author was able to survive back then, although the ancestors made the work of his ancestors, in fact, what really supported him to this day... was the deep blood hatred of the sea of ??blood back then! ”


    They are the six major sects that died tragically;


    He is a lord of all directions who sacrificed his country;


    There are millions of dead bones in China, and there is no place to rely on the wronged souls. 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''s more, Yan Tingfeng?


    The greater the power you have, the heavier the responsibilities 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 exactly 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.


    **


    It was dark and boundless. After a long time, Yan Tingfeng only felt countless noisy sounds in his ears.


    A very 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!


    "Okay, Yan Shunhua, you are a superficial and vulgar person who only looks at your face!"


    "If I don''t have this face, the King of Qin may not even let me enter."


    Hua Yingyue was furious. She stepped forward and grabbed Yan Shunhua''s collar with one hand: "If you last ran to Donghuang to come to find me, I will be soft-hearted to you."


    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 going to Atlantis, and I don''t know when he will be back. If this kid can''t hold on to Alan, if this kid can''t hold on. Come back, that''s bad."


    "The little junior sister left a lot of medicine before leaving, and I don''t think he could 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, can''t he really cure him?"


    Yuezheng 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. What do you think?"


    "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 everyone''s heads.


    “…”


    Even Lin Fanyin''s expression was slightly solemn.


    Because no one could imagine what would Hejia make if he knew about this.


    Yue Zheng laughed slightly.


    Perhaps it is because we see you 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, I drink the medicine first, it is Alan who can stay alive. Below."


    After hearing this, 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." (End of this chapter)