Ancient Devil Monarch - C151

Yes. Wu Chuan Yun Rong’s heart softened, the good impression towards Yi Zhou in her heart increased a bit.

Wangchuan Che also nodded with a smile. This young man had the demeanor of a king, but also the bearing of a sage.

Xiao Wuchen’s cultivation was now crippled, Cang Yun Nation’s Luo Cangqiong was still eyeing him covetously, and was just worrying about not being able to protect Yi Zhou, if there was such a good thing, how could he not agree.

However, what moved him was that Yi Zhou would come and ask for his opinion.

The cunning moonlight poured down and covered the land in a layer of solemn silver. At this moment, a melodious and melodious zither note was being emitted from one of the courtyards, and that zither note had a slow and languid rhythm that was like the sound of flowing water as well as a free and easy mood.

A pair of slender, snow-white hands danced on the strings of the zither. After a long time, the sound of the zither gradually died down.

What are you thinking about? Yi Yi looked at Yi Zhou who was quietly listening to the zither music beside his, and asked with a smile.

I’m in… Yi Zhou laughed: I missed you!

Yi Yi rolled his eyes at him. Believe you? Yi Zhou scratched his head, feeling embarrassed.

Yiyayiya. The monster monster suddenly jumped out and laughed, as though it was mocking Yi Zhou.

Why are you laughing, you stinking brat? Yi Zhou glared at the little monster.

Yo. The smile on the monster’s face froze, both of its hands on its waist, its stomach raised, and then it waved its little fists towards Yi Zhou, as though it was its big brother.

You want to be a big brother, you little thing? Get lost. Yi Zhou laughed in disdain, then with a wave of his hand, the monster rolled a few times before falling to the ground on its butt.

Yi Yi Yu lightly covered her red lips as she looked at the playful man and beast; they really couldn’t grow up.

Early morning, the sun shone brightly, and the layers of clouds and mist scattered down. At this moment, the training grounds of the palace was filled with people — ministers, generals, guards, and many others.

I heard that the king is going to announce the matter of the Forgetfulness of the River Forgetfulness, and that the ruler of the Forgotten River is a man with another surname!

This is no longer a secret, remember Yi Zhou? The Lord of Forgetfulness was him!

Is there anything special about this person? Why did he get the favor of the king and even call him a depositary?

You don’t even know this? One month ago, in Clear River Valley, Yi Zhou defeating Mo Nantian and breaking the record to set a new record in the ancient ruins caught the eyes of the various East Continent forces.

Even more so, even Old Man Tianming and the Peak Master of the Sacred Profound Mountain wanted to fight over him. In the end, Murong Qing from Dust Garden came over.

How could an ordinary person do such a thing?

Hopefully, in the future, Forgetfulness would shine again because of him.

At this time, a row of figures majestically walked over from the depths of the palace. It was the Sovereign King, Wangchuan Che.

The current Yi Zhou had changed into a palace robe, giving him the demeanor of a ruler. His bottomless black eyes had a maturity beyond his age, giving off a feeling of unfathomability.

Welcome, your Majesty! Holy Maiden! Everyone in the drill grounds bowed down in respect.

Rise. He waved his hand and continued to speak, “I believe everyone is aware that today, I am going to be the ruler of Forgetfulness River, and the ruler of Forgetfulness River, is of utmost importance to me. Now that Forgetfulness River has gradually declined, and no longer has its former prosperity, why not give it your all, so I, Forgetfulness River, will make Yi Zhou the ruler of Forgetfulness River.

This is not only my intention, it is also the Divine Empress’s intention. I hope that in the future, Wu Chuan will be able to once again shine because of him.

Everyone was speechless, but their expressions showed that they did not fully approve of Yi Zhou.

At this time, Yi Zhou took a step forward, and said loudly: “Perhaps it is because my current strength is still too weak, and unable to obtain your acknowledgement, but one day, I will prove to you that I will make Wu Chuan hate the heavens for being too low!

To make Wangchuan hate the fact that the Heavens are too low!

It was just a few simple words, but it seemed to have ignited the hot blood of everyone present. One after another, people followed Yi Zhou and roared, and after that, the sound of thunder resonated throughout the sky.

Yi Zhou, the ruler of Forgetfulness River!

One day, he would make Wu Chuan hate the fact that the heavens were too low!

Seeing the scene in front of him, he nodded his head in satisfaction. He was willing to believe the boy in front of him. He believed that he would make him hate the fact that the heavens were too low …

On the shore of the lake, a group of figures stopped to bid their farewells. Yi Zhou carried Xiao Wuchen on his back, Yi Yi and Yan Chen were by his side.

Today, it was time for them to leave this place and return to the Eastern Tomb Kingdom.

Thank you, Uncle Che. Yi Zhou bowed; he did not call for the king, but for Uncle Che.

Yes. Forgotten was stunned for a moment before he smiled faintly, this form of address was not bad.

Uncle Che, farewell.

Yi Zhou smiled and nodded. He transformed into a ray of light and carried his teacher on his back as he stepped onto the black feathered eagle. Yi Yi and Yan Chen followed closely after him as they rode on the black feathered eagle towards the Eastern Tomb Kingdom.

As he watched Yi Zhou and the others leave, he seemed to be able to see the youth’s East Continent in front of him. His temperament was already different from the others, giving him the demeanor of a king.

Standing on top of the Black Feather Eagle, with the wind howling in his face, Yi Zhou looked at the empty space before him with his back facing Xiao Wuchen, and a cold glint flashed past his sharp black eyes.

Luo Tian, are you ready to pay your debt?

Xiao Wuchen’s eyes flickered, as if he could feel Yi Zhou’s heartbeat. For this day, he had given up too much, and he had suffered too much.

A girl wearing a pink dress was shuttling through the sea of flowers. It was precisely that girl, Qing’er, who was sitting on a stone chair in the courtyard. Mu Qingyou was looking at her with a smile, her eyes filled with love.

After a few days of travel, the Blackwing Condor finally arrived at the skies above the Eastern Tomb Royal City. The condor blotted out the sky and blotted out the sun as it descended into darkness.

Was the war going to start again?

However, that Demonic Beast, it seemed to be heading towards the royal family.

At the palace, the Dragon Leviathan and the Profound King both seemed to have sensed something. Their figures rushed out and they instantly stood in the air, vigilantly staring into the distance.

Who? Profound King roared.

Father. Hearing the familiar voice, Yan Chen and Yan Qingqing laughed and spoke up.

Chen’er, Qingqing? Profound King’s wrinkled brows instantly relaxed. With a happy expression on his face, they had finally returned.

Qin Xin said her goodbyes to everyone and returned to the Zither Sect. After Yi Zhou greeted them briefly, he followed the black feathered eagle to the rear mountains. It had been a long time since he last saw his mistress and the little girl Qing Er.

Mother, when will father and big brother Mo Fan come back? Qing’er placed her hands behind her back and leaned forward slightly. She said to Mu Qingruo in a spoiled manner, “Qing’er misses them all.”

Why do you ask that every day, girl? Mu Qingruo shook her head as she smiled bitterly. She too, looked up into the sky and missed them.

How are Mo Fan and that guy doing? They must be very tired because they carry too much responsibility and burden.

Qing Er, do you miss daddy that much? At this moment, a familiar voice rang out. Mu Qingyou’s spirited eyes instantly froze as she looked towards the source of the voice.

Qing’er was also stunned on the spot.

From afar, a few figures slowly walked over. Yi Zhou carried Xiao Wuchen on his back while Gu Lingwei followed beside him.

Daddy. Qing’er called out with a smile. In the next moment, her smile froze as tears welled up in her eyes. Why? Why was his father being brought back?

Qing’er turned around abruptly and burst into tears as if she was a little girl who had lost her way in the forest. She rushed into her room, and upon seeing this scene, the smile on Xiao Wuchen’s face slowly disappeared, replaced with an incomparably sorrowful one.

Serenity. Xiao Wuchen hung his head, not knowing how to explain or face them.

Why didn’t you die outside? Mu Qingruo viciously glared at him. Her tone was impolite, but the tears in her eyes continued to flow down her face.

Everything he did, was for her sake. Although she blamed him, she had never really blamed him.

I’m sorry. Xiao Wuchen apologized. It was him who had made them worry.

I’ll show you Qing’er. Mu Qingyou wiped away her tears and carried Xiao Wuchen inside the house. As she walked, she did not forget to tell Yi Zhou: “Mo Fan, Yi Yi, these few days you have also been tired.

Yi Zhou nodded his head lightly. For some reason, when he looked at the strong figure of Mistress, his eyes felt slightly sour. Mistress was also a girl.

Yi Zhou. Huangfu Yanran said to Yi Zhou.

Yi Zhou lifted his head, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. At this time, he really could not smile.

I’m relieved to see you back. As soon as she finished speaking, Huangfu Yanran strode off. The reason she had stayed in this place was because she hoped to see Yi Zhou safely back then.

Now that she saw it, she no longer had any regrets.

Standing in the distance, Huangfu Yanran observed Yi Zhou from afar for the last time. Unknowingly, a seed had been buried in the bottom of her heart, and now, that seed was also becoming more and more ripe.

But a man as good as he was, perhaps only Ivy could stand with him. They were so compatible, so striking, standing together.

Huangfu Yanran did not wish for much. It was enough for her to have an experience with him, at the bottom of her heart, she could only sincerely wish Yi Zhou well.

Yi Zhou, goodbye. Huangfu Yanran said with a smile. There were tears in her eyes.

Huangfu Yanran left, Yi Zhou only found out the next day, she also had his own path to walk on, he only hoped that she could finish his life in peace.

In the air above the main hall of the royal family of the Eastern Tomb Kingdom, the black feathered eagle was circling about. Below the sky, the Profound King, Yi Zhou and the others were all present, as if to send him off.

Mo Fan, is there really no need for the Eastern Kingdom to send troops? Yan Yulu asked.

Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. Yi Zhou laughed as he shook his head.

Your Majesty, farewell.

After he finished speaking, Yi Zhou’s figure flashed as he stepped onto the Black Feathered Condor with Xiao Wuchen on his back. Mu Qingyou and Qing Er followed closely behind him.

Aunt Nan? Yi Zhou’s face was also filled with astonishment. Ever since they had parted ways, the Eastern Tomb Kingdom had been sending people to search for them, but there was no news of them.

What was going on? Nan Xi appeared in front of everyone, and when she saw Xiao Wuchen, the smile on her face instantly froze.

Xiao Wuchen did not reply. Nan Xi asked again, and his voice turned colder: “Who hurt you?”

Mo Fan, what’s going on? Nan Xi looked at Yi Zhou with his beautiful eyes.

Naturally, it was Luo Tian who did it. Yi Zhou replied as a cold glint flashed past his sharp black eyes.

Nan Xi’s pretty face was like frost. A cold glint seemed to be gathering in the depths of her bright and clear eyes. Anyone could see the anger in her heart.

The crowd didn’t say anything more, and with a flash, they flew towards the Royal Capital of the Azure Cloud Country. Luo Tian, you didn’t expect such a day to come, did you?

The Royal Capital of the Azure Cloud Continent was still bustling with activity. At this moment, the royal palace was packed with people, and all the powers were present. Today was the grand event of the Azure Cloud Kingdom, the Azure Emperor’s banquet.

In the depths of the palace, King Luo of the Luo Clan had arrived late. He stood on a dragon horse with his hands behind his back, exuding the aura of a sovereign. Watching from afar gave one the feeling that he was the ruler of the world.