The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

"Ah? Brother Shengjun, why do you have a tent here?"

Ye Feng had just slipped out of Yan Nishang's room when he saw Ah Hua standing in front of him with her eyes wide open, looking at him and asking with a curious expression like a baby.

"Ah? Don't touch me!"

Before Ye Feng could react, Ah Hua reached out and grabbed the tent.

"satyr!"

Ah Hua didn't know what she was thinking about, her delicate cheeks suddenly turned red, and she turned around shyly and ran to the side.

"You girl!"

Ye Feng felt as if he was almost electrocuted all over his body, and he felt helpless inside, because it was not him who asked her to touch him.

what's up?

Ye Feng suddenly realized that the women in his yard were about to eat all his flesh and skin. Each of them was as fierce as a wolf or a tiger!

……

Daxia Dynasty, Nanyuan.

There is a mansion standing in the yellow sand, desolate and domineering. The outside of the mansion has been beaten by wind and sand for many years, but it has become more and more smooth and translucent, filled with a deep aura, and a kind of desolate loneliness. There is only one mansion like this within a radius of thousands of miles.

The gate of the mansion was vermilion. The yellow sand did not erode its color, making it even brighter. There was no plaque, but outside stood a three-foot-three-foot long golden sword, which was inserted into the ground, flashing with blade light, and standing in the air.

Da da da!

Drive, drive, drive!

In the distance, the sky was filled with yellow sand, and war horses were galloping continuously. The soldiers in armor looked majestic and imposing.

The middle-aged man riding a tall warhorse in the lead is Wang Meng, the mighty general of the Great Xia Dynasty, and following behind him are the Nanyuan Iron Cavalry.

Wang Meng suddenly jumped off his horse, furious, with fire in his eyes, and rushed into the mansion.

"The young master is back."

The two men with broken arms guarding the door of the mansion were Wang Chao and Ma Han. When they saw Wang Meng returning, they shouted towards the inside of the mansion.

"Father! Father!"

As soon as Wang Meng arrived at the mansion, he shouted loudly to the people around him.

"Master, the master is in the study."

An old guard spoke to Wang Meng.

All the people in the Wang family’s mansion were injured in the army and had nowhere to go, so they were left in the Wang family’s mansion and became guards.

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng did not hesitate at all. Wearing heavy armor, with his hands on the hilt of the sword at his waist and an angry face, he rushed towards the study.

He quickly came to the study in the mansion, and seeing that the door was open, he immediately rushed in.

Then I saw an old man with shining eyes. He actually put on his armor again. The armor was shining with cold light. It was armor that was soaked and stained with blood.

On the table in front of him, there was a rusty iron knife, but the knife was filled with a horrible smell of blood.

The old man was none other than Wang Meng's father, Wang Beiwang, the lord of the entire Nanyuan. He was the one who had once fought his way out of Weicheng of the Great Xia Dynasty with just one sword. It seemed as if he was back.

"Dad...you..."

Wang Meng walked into the study and saw Wang Beiwang wearing armor. He couldn't help but well up in tears in his eyes. He hadn't seen his father wearing armor for almost twenty years.

The last time he wore armor was when his sister was murdered.

"What's wrong? Little bastard, don't you recognize your father when he's wearing armor?" Wang Beiwang asked jokingly, looking at Wang Meng's stunned expression.

"father!"

Wang Meng shouted loudly to Wang Beiwang.

“Haha, I haven’t taken action in more than 30 years. Maybe some people have forgotten that in the southern part of the Great Xia Dynasty, in the yellow sand, there is an old man. His name is Wang Beiwang.”

Wang Beiwang stood up, a smile on his old face and a magnificent light in his eyes.

It was as if at this moment, the old man who was sitting there and looked desolate turned into a dazzling star, illuminating the entire world.

"Dad, I will mobilize the Nanyuan Army right now. We will march to Weicheng and Meizhuang. We will kill them all and turn the world upside down. The blood will flow like a river. I have endured enough over the years."

"My sister's hatred bothers me all the time. My current cultivation is stuck at the peak of the second-grade grandmaster, and I can't break through. It's just that my thoughts are not clear."

Wang Meng's eyes were filled with madness.

Ever since he heard the bad news about his sister more than ten years ago, he had been preparing to lead the Nanyuan Army all the way to Weicheng to find out the reason.

"No need!"

Wang Beiwang waved his hand at Wang Meng, his eyes flashing with coldness, and said, "You stay and continue to guard Nanyuan. As long as the 500,000 Nanyuan troops are still there, our Wang family will be safe."

"This time, I will go to Weicheng in person. I want to see whether the people in the court who framed my daughter and the people of the Mei family can sleep peacefully."

"Dad! No, you are too old. I will go to Weicheng."

Wang Meng said eagerly.

"Your father is just old, not weak."

As Wang Beiwang spoke, a majestic aura burst out from his body. His whole body was filled with a powerful aura, and the entire study was filled with his aura.

"Dad, you made a breakthrough?"

Wang Meng's eyes widened and his face changed drastically. He didn't expect that Wang Beiwang had already broken through to the level of a fifth-grade grandmaster. You know, Wang Beiwang has been stuck at the peak of a fourth-grade grandmaster for many years.

"Yes! This is really thanks to Murong Boheng. If he hadn't sent someone to tell me that the Mei family wanted to marry Wan'er, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to break through for the time being."

There was a cold light flashing in the depths of Wang Beiwang's old eyes.

"Dad, Murong Boheng was very unfair to my sister back then. Over the years, I have been forbearing because I have seen that he has been quite nice to Wan'er and her brother and sister."

"He now actually wants to use my niece as a bargaining chip to tie down the Mei family. This is truly unforgivable." Wang Meng said coldly.

"If it weren't for my father and I helping him clean up the entire Nanyuan tribe, how could the Great Xia Dynasty have developed so rapidly in recent years? He seems to be thinking of destroying the bridge after crossing it."

Wang Beiwang waved his hands at Wang Meng and said, "Murong Boheng is ambitious. His ambition is to unify the nine provinces. I naturally support him, but I, Wang Beiwang, only have this one granddaughter. She cannot become his capital for political marriage. Unless Wan'er agrees, no one can force her."

"Dad, I'm still a little worried. What if the Mei family..."

Wang Meng knew it very well.

As a thousand-year-old family, the Mei family has several powerful people who are beyond the level of grandmasters.

"Humph! How powerful are the land immortals? I also want to test them. However, if the Mei family really dares to let the land immortals take action and break the hundreds of years of balance in the entire Kyushu continent, I am afraid that the other seven major families may not agree. It depends on whether the Mei family can bear the consequences."

Wang Beiwang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of Weicheng.

The last time he went to Weicheng was when he sent his daughter to marry Murong Boheng.

Counting the time, it has been exactly twenty-five years.