When Ye Zhen was about to find Ming Yu, she happened to see Bai Hu coming back. She thought he was bringing Ming Yu with him, but she didn't expect him to bring a man with unkempt hair and a dirty face. When she took a closer look at the man's appearance, her eyes widened in surprise.
"Shui Yichen?" Ye Zhen exclaimed, "How could he be here?"
Bai Hu explained, "I met him on the street and Lord Ye recognized him. Xiao Yao, this man has the breath of a Blood Demon. He failed to cultivate but didn't die. He's the scariest."
"He has black blood worms on him, but the King of Blood Worms has killed them. How could he still have the breath of a Blood Demon?" After she brought Shui Yichen to the Hua Nation, she handed him over to Qi Yu to be imprisoned. It was then that she discovered the fort and forgot about his existence. She didn't expect him to follow her to another island.
If he was really so dangerous, if Bai Hu hadn't brought him back, who knows what would have happened.
"He has cultivated the black blood worms. No wonder he has the breath of a Blood Demon." Bai Hu nodded and looked at Mo Rongzhan, who had been standing behind silently.
"Young Emperor?" Bai Hu felt that Mo Rongzhan must know how to deal with this person.
Mo Rongzhan whispered to Ye Zhen, "The black blood worms are not so easy to destroy. He has almost been cultivated. Even if he has them, it will be useless. Send him to the fort, Wen Tian will naturally know how to deal with it."
Before Wu Sheng, no one in the world had ever cultivated a Blood Demon. Without Wen Tian's help, they would not have survived. Wen Tian knew the existence of Blood Demons the best. He naturally knew the reason for handing Shui Yichen over to him.
"Hand him over to Wen Tian?" Ye Zhen was stunned, a little unsure what Mo Rongzhan meant. Why should he hand over Shui Yichen to Wen Tian?
Bai Hu was more worried than Ye Zhen. He glanced at her and whispered to Mo Rongzhan, "Young Emperor, if we send him to the fort, will it be … not good? What if he is used by Wen Tian to cultivate into a Black Blood Demon?"
Mo Rongzhan looked at the unconscious Shui Yichen. If Wen Tian cultivated him into a Black Blood Demon, he would regret it in the future.
"Ah Zhan, it's better to kill him." Ye Zhen whispered. She didn't like killing, but it was dangerous for Shui Yichen to be alive, a danger they couldn't predict. Only death could reassure them.
"Even if he dies, the black blood worms in his body will not die. They will find another host." Mo Rongzhan said, "Wen Tian knows best how to refine the Blood Demon, so he should know how to kill the Black Blood Worms."
Ye Zhen remembered that Wolong Sheng and the others were just mortals. If it weren't for Wen Tian, they wouldn't have become Blood Demons.
"Then … then I'll take Shui Yichen to … to the fort." When Ye Zhen said this, she quietly glanced at Mo Rongzhan.
Although he had regained his memories as a Young Emperor, she had not forgotten the fact that he was a jealous man.
Mo Rongzhan looked down at her. "I'll go."
"Huh?" Ye Zhen's eyes flashed with surprise, thinking that she had misheard. "You are going to the fort?"
Could it be that they were going to fight?
Mo Rongzhan sneered in his heart. Although more than 10,000 years had passed, he did not forget what Wen Tian had said.
He was the man who once swore in front of him to take her away from him. How could he let Ye Zhen appear in front of Wen Tian often?
No matter how much he disliked the castle, he would go there himself.
"Are you sure?" They really wouldn't fight. It was hard for her to imagine him talking to Wen Tian peacefully.
"He should still have the memory of Huangfu Chen." Mo Rongzhan said faintly. When he was still the King of Qin, he was a good friend of Huangfu Chen.
When Ye Zhen thought of this, her face became a little strange. She could not help but laugh. "I didn't expect your relationship with Wen Tian to be so … fated."
Mo Rongzhan glared at her.
"Then go and come back early. Don't fight." Although Ye Zhen was worried, she always felt that Mo Rongzhan and Wen Tian were not the Young Emperors and High Lords of the past.
"Well, you go and find Ming Yu. I will pick you up tomorrow." Mo Rongzhan whispered.
Ye Zhen thought of her daughter, and some of the worry in her heart was taken away.
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Zhao Yang's child was already five or six years old. He was a few years younger than Ming Yu, but he was a generation older. Ming Yu looked at the young boy in front of her, who had a round face, and really couldn't call him Little Uncle.
"Grandfather, Little Uncle is so young." Ming Yu whispered to Ye Yiqing.
"Brother Xuan is young, but he will grow up in the future." Ye Yiqing said with a smile.
Zhao Yang used to like Ming Yu. Now that they hadn't seen each other for almost ten years, she was a big girl.
"Ming Yu, come here." Zhao Yang waved to Ming Yu and held the lovely child in her arms. "I was wondering if I would see you again in this life. I didn't expect you to come."
"Grandmother, you are still as beautiful as before." Ming Yu praised without hesitation. Zhao Yang was indeed very young and beautiful.
Zhao Yang laughed. "You only saw me when you were two years old. How can you remember what I look like? You have a sweet mouth."
Ming Yu did not remember seeing Zhao Yang when she was a child, but she thought her grandmother was beautiful. Of course, her grandfather?
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"Little Uncle really looks like Uncle." Ming Yu pointed to the little boy next to her. In fact, it should be said that he looked like Ye Mucheng.
The uncle Ming Yu mentioned was Ye Chunnan.
Zhao Yang smiled. "They are brothers, so of course they look alike. Why did you come alone? Where's your mother?"
"They are in Northern City. I was really bored, so I came to see you," Ming Yu said in a sweet voice. Ming Yu said in a sweet voice. In front of her relatives and elders, she was still a tender and adorable little girl, and not the cold and solemn appearance that she had when she was sitting in the hall.
In fact, it was quite tiring to put on a cold and dignified appearance.
Zhao Yang smiled dotingly. "He came to see us. If he wasn't bored, he wouldn't have remembered us."
"No, no." Ming Yu hurriedly explained. "I really miss Grandfather and Grandmother."
"If your mother knew you were here, she would definitely come to find you." Ye Yiqing smiled.
Ming Yu stuck out her tongue. "If Mother came here, she would definitely not want to go back."
Ye Yiqing thought it would be good if Yao Yao came. He could also find out what was going on over there.
"Ming Yu, you are now a Heavenly Consort. Are you tired? Did those officials bully you? " Although Zhao Yang was a woman, she was a princess. After marrying Ye Yiqing, she had been influenced by him and more or less knew about the affairs of the court. Could a little girl like Ming Yu suppress those bear-like officials?
"Don't worry. After going through so much, they are afraid of demon beasts. Who would be in the mood to bully me?" Ming Yu smiled.
Zhao Yang thought of the rampaging demon beasts outside and became even more worried. "I wonder when peace will return."
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