"You are worried about his state of mind!"

Yan Wudi thought of the key point, the royal family had no affection, and this should be more profound in the Great Yan Dynasty.

"Father, the reason why my brother became like this is because of the mountains and rivers!"

Yan Wudi sneered: "That's because he is not as skilled as others. If he loses, he will lose. At worst, he will start over. This is too far from Chen Ping."

"Don't forget that Chen Ping was destroyed by his cultivation level in the first place!"

Of course Yan Weiwei knew that she had never understood how he had survived during the period when Chen Ping was abolished from his cultivation!

"Father, do you really want to hand over the communication with the Demon Genius Group to me?"

The Seventh Princess was still unsure about this matter. Shouldn’t such a matter of communicating with the Demon Genius Group be left to other capable emperors and sisters to be responsible?

"The will will be issued after you are in the future. You should learn from your third brother and try everything, so that you will grow faster!"

At this time, Yan Wudi mentioned his third son, and there was a hint of smile in his eyes.

He has eight sons, the first seven, and the youngest one is one hundred years old.

As for the third brother, he is almost three hundred years old, but this third son is the first among his sons to enter the realm of gathering the baby.

"Father!"

Yan Weiwei suddenly asked strangely: "Did you always know that Chen Ping is still alive!"

Yan Wudi glanced at his daughter. The little girl was very concerned about Chen Ping.

"Vivi, you have to know that you are my Yan Wudi's daughter. You can choose any man in this world, but this Chen Ping cannot."

Yan Weiwei's little face showed a hint of rosy. She didn't expect that her father would suddenly say such things.

Regarding that young man, she had been curious at the beginning and wanted to explore now, but before talking about men and women, she was disdainful of her concern.

Yan Wudi looked at his daughter's appearance and sighed in his heart. That young man is really a disaster.

The Baihua Sect is in the house of the imperial city, in the small courtyard of the Saint Zhao Shishi. This is her place alone. Other disciples of the Baihua Sect cannot enter without permission.

The identity of the saint is the future leader of the Baihua Sect. The key is that this is the only saint.

At this time, Zhao Shishi looked blankly at the boy who had been standing for an hour. He had transformed from a young boy to a mature boy.

"Why don't you go to see them?"

Zhao Shishi had too many doubts in her heart. Everyone who worked hard for him was so outstanding.

In the previous battle, those people were more or less injured.

Especially the girl who attracted the thunder tribulation, she was forced to suffer a thunder tribulation, and the thunder tribulation was strangled.

This is the same as the failure to overcome the tribulation, and it is even worse!

If you fail to overcome the tribulation, you will either die and disappear, or you will condense false pills.

A person like her just survived a thunder tribulation and said that she was a cultivator of divination, but she was probably the weakest cultivator of divination.

She said she was not a monk Judan, but she had another thunder tribulation and had the imprint of this world on her body.

At this time, doesn’t she need stability and care?

There is also the princess of the Xiong family. In order to attract Chen Ping out, she was willing to marry a man she didn't like.

Sometimes, Zhao Shishi even feels that Chen Ping is a little stern-hearted. These people have done so much for him, and he doesn't even want to tell these people that he is still alive.

"You don't understand them!"

A faint smile appeared on Chen Ping's face.
Chapter completed!