"Father!" Han Yurou was slightly panicked. Seeing Han Wulong walking out from the darkness, she dodged slightly.
"Rou 'er, you've grown up. Some things are normal, but …" Han Wulong wanted to say something but stopped. His broad energy kept circulating around his body. The golden dragon mark was like a divine light in the sky.
"But what?" Han Yurou's eyes flashed with panic. She dodged slightly and said softly.
Han Wulong immediately took a step forward. The golden dragon mark appeared. The surging golden wave was like a monstrous sea that instantly filled the small courtyard.
"Rou 'er, tell me honestly. Did you really feel the same golden dragon aura from him as I did?"
Han Yurou nodded heavily and said, "At first, I thought he was just a genius, but later on, I discovered that his soul energy was also not to be underestimated. Later on, when we fought in the Palace of Driving Heaven, I felt the same aura as you! I thought I was wrong. Later on, I realized that it was true. "
"Mm …" Han Wulong frowned. He stood with his hands behind his back. His robe fluttered. He looked at the forest in the distance and stopped talking.
"Father, what's wrong?"
Looking at Han Wulong's tall body, Han Yurou was a little absent-minded. Han Wulong, who was silent for a long time, suddenly turned around. His eyes were filled with silence.
"If that's really the case, Su Yi must return safely in the Yutian Soul Competition tomorrow!"
Han Yurou nodded lightly. Ever since Su Yi left, Han Yurou's heart was always thinking about Su Yi. Then, Han Wulong looked at Han Yurou and said solemnly.
"Also, from now on, you must not have any emotional entanglements with Su Yi!"
"Boom!"
Han Yurou's incomparably hot body was especially charming under the moonlight. Her body suddenly trembled. She frowned and looked at Han Wulong in puzzlement.
"Why? If an old woman can do it, why can't I? "
Han Wulong, who had always doted on Han Yurou, glared at her. He changed his gentle image and shouted in a low voice.
"Don't talk nonsense. This is Yutian Palace! And if I say no, it means no! You and Su Yi are not suitable! "
"How are we not suitable? He's not married, and I'm not married! I can be with whomever I want! He sacrificed himself to save me, so why can't I express my feelings for him? "
Han Yurou, who dared to love and hate, did not back down in her words. Her eyebrows were full of anger as she shouted.
"Yurou! Father has promised you anything since you were young, but this is the only thing I can't promise you! 'If you want a good husband, even if I have to turn the entire continent upside down, I will still find one for you. But Su Yi, I can't!' Absolutely not! "
After he finished speaking, Han Wulong's body burst with energy. Instantly, a terrifying and domineering aura swept out like a violent storm. Han Yurou's delicate and alluring body immediately took a few steps back. She felt a metallic sweetness in her chest. The hem of her dress was lifted high up behind her.
The white moonlight shone on Han Yurou's scarred face. Her tears flowed down her perfect face.
"Pitter-patter!"
When Han Wulong saw this, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged.
"Father, I hate you! You're actually afraid of that woman! "
"Pitter-patter!"
Han Yurou raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her face. She looked at Han Wulong with a broken-hearted expression. Then, she turned around and flew away. She was like a fairy in the moonlight, disappearing into the night sky.
"Yurou!" Han Wulong shouted. The wind blew, and Han Yurou's figure was nowhere to be seen.
"Ai!"
With a 'peng' sound, Han Wulong's right hand clenched into a fist. A ray of light flew out from his palm and directly cut off a corner of the green stone table. Under the neat cut, the stone table was directly turned into dust.
"Hong!"
Retracting his aura, Han Wulong's face was extremely serious. His eyes flashed with a trace of seriousness as he looked up to the sky and sighed.
"Yurou, you must understand your father! You and Su Yi are not people of the same world after all! If it's really for your happiness, so what if Yutian Palace is! This world has a limit. Father can't make the decision, but someone has to break it! "
Han Wulong's aura suddenly dissipated. His tall figure directly sat on the stone bench. His figure was incomparably haggard. At this moment, he was a heartbroken father.
The night breeze blew, and the stars dissipated.
The golden light from the horizon once again sprinkled down on the mountains and rivers. Amidst the sparkling light, a proud sun rose, as if it was bringing with it new hope.
Everyone once again gathered at Zhongzhen Square. Ling Yuefeng's group had also arrived at the square early. Han Yurou and Han Wulong stood on both sides of the crowd.
Han Yurou's brows were filled with sorrow. She also looked very haggard after a sleepless night. Her eyes were filled with sorrow. She glanced at Han Wulong faintly and turned her head away without saying a word.
Seeing his daughter like this, Han Wulong's expression was also very unnatural. A trace of pain surged into his eyes again. He could only helplessly stare at the center of the square and try not to think about anything else.
Duanmu Xiaoman had already arrived at the square. She sat on the white jade chair in the center. Her expression was proud and aloof, like a fairy who had just floated out of the world. However, unlike yesterday, no one dared to look directly at Duanmu Xiaoman's beautiful face. They all lowered their heads.
The vassal elders sat on the two sides of the high platform. The ten vassals were all unmoving, their expressions calm. The leader elder and several teaching elders were finally selected to stand behind the vassal elders. Their expressions were respectful, and they did not dare to make the slightest noise.
Guyue and Luo Wuya walked up the high platform together. Looking at the solemn crowd below, they couldn't help but sigh. Compared to yesterday's sea of people, today's Yutian Palace was really deserted. After a rough calculation, only half of the people from yesterday were selected. Then, they excitedly said in a clear voice.
"After the elders' selection, all of you are qualified to participate in today's Yutian Soul Competition. In other words, you are all carefully selected by our Yutian Palace. You are all Enlightened Masters who will do your best for our Yutian Palace!"
Among the crowd, a figure who heard these words had a big throbbing. It was Jun Haotian who was selected by the elders.
Guyue glanced at Jun Haotian indifferently and then turned to Duanmu Xiaoman. Duanmu Xiaoman slightly nodded, indicating that they could start. Guyue opened the jade slip in his hand and continued.
"The Yutian Soul Competition will change the rules today. The rules are as follows."
Guyue stared at the jade slip with a hesitant expression. After a moment of hesitation, his eyes slightly opened. Then, the vicissitudes of life and experience of the elder's figure appeared again.
"The Yutian Soul Competition will no longer use the previous four rounds as the standard. Today, soul testing, alchemy, tool refining, soul controlling, and martial cultivation will be combined into one!"
"Wow!"
The participants and elders standing below the stage immediately went into an uproar. What kind of finals was this? They had never heard of it before.
For a moment, everyone began to whisper. They used their eyes to express their curiosity and doubts about the competition, but they didn't dare to make any loud noise.
"Silence!"
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