Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Ye Jingyu was slightly surprised.

"Xuan'er, what do you mean by this? Did you discover something?"

Yin Qingxuan shook his head.

"There is no concrete evidence. These are just speculations based on Qing Hui's few words. The rest is just a feeling. Although this is a bit mysterious, a woman's sixth sense is sometimes really accurate."

Ye Jingyu’s brows furrowed.

"If that's the case, how could his goal be as simple as restoring his country?"

How can a person endure for so long and plan for so long? Can he really be satisfied with just one country?

Hearing Ye Jingyu's words, Yin Qingxuan's heart also beat slightly.

"Then what does he want?"

"do not know."

Ye Jingyu answered promptly and clearly.

Yin Qingxuan rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"You can make an assumption. Be bold."

Xiao Nanfeng snuggled in Ye Jingyu's arms, his little face buried in his father's chest. Both of them used Qinggong, so their speed was naturally not slow. Especially in the mountains where the wind was strong, Ye Jingyu kept protecting him with his sleeves.

Hearing this, the little fat boy couldn't help but stick out his round little head and said with a smile: "I know, he wants to become an immortal."

Yin Qingxuan raised the corners of her lips slightly and rubbed her son's head.

"Where did you know all this? Do you know what a god is?"

Xiao Nanfeng said seriously: "I understand. It's flying around in the sky like a butterfly."

Both of them were amused by their son's childish words.

However, this answer is obviously unreliable.

How can a mortal become an immortal?

At the same time, both of them had the worst answer in their hearts.

If Qing Hui did not simply want to restore his country, then he wanted to completely exterminate the Zhou people.

What he fears most is his fellow martial artists today.

Zhou's ancestor was eager to conquer the world, so he attached great importance to martial arts. It is because of his vigorous promotion that we have the current flourishing martial arts world. If Qing Hui had really lived from Feiyao Kingdom to the present, he would definitely be clear about the entire development process of the martial arts world.

Perhaps he was alone and powerless at that time, so he had been waiting for Luo Shuiqing to wake up. Only the real Feiyao royal family has the ability to gather their own descendants.

But there is one thing that Yin Qingxuan has never figured out.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry to take action against himself and Ye Jingyu. I wonder what he was planning?

Furthermore, although he had plundered his luck and seen some formation methods, it was not comprehensive. Just like with Du Yan, there seemed to be an invisible barrier in Qinghui's mind, covering up certain information.

I was thinking all the way and when I arrived at Yincheng, the sky was already turning pale.

The city was quiet and silent, which made the two of them feel cold.

If nothing happened, Silver City would be bustling with people at this time.

"Zhao'er, what can you possibly see?"

Although Ye Jingyu didn't believe in his son's ability in his heart, he was very honest.

With a single step, he flew high into the sky, lifting his son above his head so that he could overlook the entire earth.

Yin Qingxuan also did not dare to take any risks. As long as she and Ye Jingyu were fine, there was still some hope. But if both of them got involved, it would be hard to say what the outcome would be.

Xiao Nanfeng looked around and pointed to a big tree in the east.

"There, tree blood."

Yin Qingxuan suddenly thought of Luo Shuiqing's words, and with the Eastern painting Tai Chi, she couldn't help but feel happy and asked, "What else?"

Such a complex formation cannot be opened by relying on just one big tree.

Xiao Nanfeng looked for a while and pointed to the west.

"The dead man over there."

Yin Qingxuan was a little anxious, because all the people here were her best friends and blood relatives.

"Do you want your father to destroy both places at the same time?"

Xiao Nanfeng shook her head and said softly, "No, I want you to come together."

Another sentence of Luo Shuiqing flashed through Yin Qingxuan's mind: Yin and Yang are divided.

In order to test Xiao Nanfeng to see if she was just guessing, she asked, "If your father and uncle act together, will it work?"

Xiao Nanfeng said firmly: "No, it can only be Father and Mother."