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 bets, 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 a chance to wait for Princess Yongning to inherit 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 whole world was covered in mourning and countless people went to the funeral.


    This has also become Yan Tingfeng''s eternal regret.


    Not being able 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 been together, and China 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 they also knew 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 piece of 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 qi 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 died for his country;


    There are millions of 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 strength you have, the heavier the responsibilities you bear on your shoulders.


    Ning Chao was invaded, it was not Shenzhou''s fault, 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 speak.


    What does 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 very familiar voice and tone, but he didn’t listen to it very seriously.


    "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."


    "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 took a step 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 come back. If this kid can''t hold on to Alan''s return, that would be 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?"


    Yue Zheng shook her head gently.


    A few more minutes passed, and 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 him 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 decide if he knew about this.


    Yue Zheng laughed slightly.


    Perhaps 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, and it was left by Alan."


    Hearing this sentence, Yan Tingfeng was not angry.


    His beautiful phoenix eyes were astonishingly bright, and a mysterious smile appeared on his lips: "So it''s you, the saint." (End of this chapter)