Chapter 1672

When Xuanyuan Mo TSE came to the inner hall, he saw that the father who was nursed in the palace seemed to be in the middle of a ten year old age. His spiritual strength was to be lost. At this time, he was lying on the bed like an ordinary and ordinary old man. His hair was white and his eyebrows were slightly twisted. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that he would have become like this in the past.

Even if he didn't want to call his father, he was his father. He thought he could be cold to him, but when he saw him lying here, his heart would be filled with anger.

The gray wolf brought the chair and put it on the bed to let his master sit down. Then he retreated with shadow and stayed outside the palace. After a long silence, the wolf couldn't help speaking.

"Who do you think it will be? Who can have such great ability? The power of the monarch is so strong that he can... "

The shadow was silent for a moment and then said: "if we can make other empires exert pressure on us, I'm afraid that if we can't make a good deal of it, we Xuanyuan empire will fall into pieces just like Xuanyuan emperor."

"How do you feel like it's aimed at us and ghost doctors? It seems that there is no such formidable enemy among the former opponents and enemies Gray wolf does not understand, Yan Hall's power is so big, according to the point hide so carefully, unexpectedly also can be happened by those people.

If we can clearly know their base point, we can only say that there is a ghost inside them, otherwise, it is impossible to achieve this.

In the palace, Xuanyuan Moze watched the people on the bed slowly wake up. The moment he opened his eyes, when his eyes were opposite, they were silent. Finally, the king of the Kingdom on the bed opened his mouth.

"Are you back? Is the road going well? "

Listening to the voice of the lack of vital energy obviously, Xuanyuan Moze's eyes moved, did not answer his words, but asked: "do you know who is your hand?"

"Not from the eight empires."

The Lord of the kingdom said, slightly narrowed his eyes, as if the scene of that day was still in front of him: "those people's skills are very special, and their cultivation is profound, and their martial arts are extraordinary. I guess they are the people of those forces in the upper reaches."

Smell speech, Xuan Yuan Mo Ze eyebrow tiny twist: "we always have no contact with those people, how can they suddenly attack us?"

"The other party is trying to bring down our Xuanyuan empire. What else can we do in addition to seeking revenge? Those people over there are not interested in the Empire here. Since they are not interested in it, all that remains is revenge. " The king's voice was very slow, saying every word.

The internal cultivation was abandoned, the spiritual power was scattered, and the internal alchemy was shattered. If it was not for his Yuanying, he would not be able to save his life at this time. He has lived in the upper position for many years. He is the ruler of a country and the head of a country. However, he will have such a day.

For a strong man who cultivates immortals, being abandoned to become a mortal is just like being knocked down from the earth in the sky above. If he had not experienced many things, his mind would have been extraordinary. I'm afraid that now this drastic change will make him unable to accept the shortsightedness.

He has lost his accomplishments. Now, even if he is worried, it will not help. Fortunately, he has an excellent son. What he can't do can be done by his son!

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