Father, you are good to be your king. With me, heaven will never die.
You'd better not do anything in secret. I didn't do it. The moon didn't ask. That doesn't mean we don't know anything. Father, don't force me. "
Cold words let Xuanyuan Yi fight a cold war.
"That's all. If I hear it once, father..."
"Lord." Xuanyuanche's decisive words are not finished yet. Yanhu suddenly ignores the guard at the gate of Tianchen palace, and rushes in quickly. His ear whispers a few words in xuanyuanche's ear.
"Bang." Xuanyuanche's face was furious in an instant. He turned his hand and hit the table beside him with one hand. The sandalwood table was immediately broken into pieces.
"Well, well, it's my good father and grandfather."
Senlengzhiji glances at xuanyuanyi. Xuanyuanche turns around and strides out. The black and red figure is full of murderous spirit and rage.
Xuanyuan Yi is sitting on the Dragon chair. At that moment, how much anger, how much heartbreak, his Wang Er
"Oh, che'er, father is for you." Reach out to support forehead, after half ring, Xuan Yuan Yi deeply sighed.
"Instead of waiting for feelings to be lost when they can't be separated, it's better to give up today. In that way, child, you will feel better."
Softly almost murmurs the low murmur, nobody can hear.
With a sigh, Xuanyuan Yi's wrist moved. A gold medal token arrow slipped from his sleeve and fell heavily on the ground. In the quiet Tianchen palace, it made a clear sound.
Xuanyuan Yi fought a cold war and watched the gold medal by his feet.
Quite exquisite, not new, with a little old, with a little historical rings.
But only a gold medal command arrow exudes incomparable solemnity and majesty, which is not owned by the sky, nor by the seven countries.
That is
Stooping to pick up the gold medal arrow on the ground, Xuanyuan is easy to hold tightly in the hand.