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Chapter 190 Marriage

Wei Tuo talked about the "Ten Evils". As soon as he left, Ye Zhong came to report that there was an invasion of foreign enemies.

Yao Fufeng, Yu Cassin and Yi Lingju in the conference hall immediately had a serious expression.

"Ye Zhong, what did you see with your own eyes?" Yu Juan Ming asked in a deep voice.

The Ye family is a vassal branch of the Yunong family. Although they are not descendants of Emperor Yan, they are considered to be a small family with sufficient strength in the blessed land of the country.

Ye Zhong's sister is one of the Taoist partners of Yu Cassia, so Ye Zhong is considered a capable general in the Yunong family.

Ye Zhong was one of the supervisors of the countryside for the foreign spy and visits, so Ye Zhong came in to report the enemy's situation at this moment, which was a matter of his own.

Hearing Yu Cassin's inquiry, Ye Zhong nodded and said:

"I have seen with my own eyes that Lingshan by the Yu River suffered severe damage, and more than a dozen stern stern generals were destroyed, and the murderer did not leave any trace."

The people present in the Convention Hall are all the cultivation of the Hinayana Venerable in the Seventh Realm. When it comes to the death of the Cental Spirit, they would not care about it.

But Ye Zhong's sentence "no trace" immediately attracted attention.

Yao Fufeng knew Ye Zhong's ability and couldn't help but frown:

"Even you can't see who is doing?"

Ye Zhong shook his head with a serious expression: "According to my opinion, the murderer's thunder strike instantly destroyed the Lingshan divine general. All traces were wiped out, and there was no news after just a few breaths."

"Even such a method is impossible for the perfect divine general, he can only be the Hinayana Venerable." Yi Lingju said angrily.

Yao Fufeng sneered:

"In the entire Western Jin Dynasty, no Hinayana Venerable dared to kill in Lingshan, where my farming place was blessed!"

Although this sentence is very loud, it makes sense.

In the seventh level of Hinayana Venerables are already well-known figures in the world of practice. Even though they know that they are the land of the farmer's blessed land, they will never act randomly.

It is barely reasonable to kill one or two generals of the Century.

But after a few breaths, more than a dozen stalwart generals were wiped out, and the traces were erased later. This was the hostility! It was the face of the farmers' blessed land, which was equivalent to invasion!

Yao Fufeng's words just finished.

The ascetic servant of Weituo suddenly left and returned, and after saluting, he said:

"My gentlemen, I received the news that a follower who stayed in Lingshan, a bystander on the Yujiang River, was killed and asked the farmer to find out the cause."

"Well? Prince Weituo also has his followers killed?" Yu Juanming frowned and looked at Ye Zhong.

Ye Zhong explained:

"I was walking outside and learned that Prince Weituo was visiting the blessed land, so I came with him. On the way, Prince Weituo left a few followers and patrolled the outer Lingshan."

"I heard from Prince Weituo's meaning, and I was to be prepared in advance to avoid tracking foreign enemies."

Yu Cassin, Yao Fufeng, and Yi Lingju looked at each other and nodded slowly.

This emergencies are enough to prove that the "Ten Evils" mentioned by Prince Weituo are not aimless, but are prepared for it.

Yao Fufeng waved his hand and asked Ye Zhong and the ascetic monk to leave, and said after pondering:

"It seems that Wei Tuo knows more inside information than us. He has won my farmers to deal with it with his relatives at the cost of his wife, which is enough to prove that the country of Galan is unable to support his own efforts!"

Yu Cassin did not speak, Yi Lingju said with some dissatisfaction:

"This is already the intention of some disasters! If a group of gods are summoned to fight against each other, I don't know how many deaths will be..."

"Besides, if you want to stimulate your potential and achieve combat power that matches the Hinayana Venerable, an ordinary psychic will not do it. You can only be a perfect general who is waiting for sin or breaks the road!"

"Elder Fufeng, Elder Cassia, is this price too high?"

Yi Lingju is the guard of the rural area and is in charge of force. If some of the psychic generals die, they will not feel heartbroken, but if all those who die are perfect generals, even if they are sinners or broken roads, they will feel reluctant to let go.

It is difficult to cultivate a perfect god. If you die too much, the blessed land will also damage your vitality.

Yu Cassin stroked his beard and suddenly said with a smile:

"Ling Ju, the Holy Lord must have known this, but the Holy Lord did not say anything, which means that he would accept the purpose of Prince Weituo's arrival."

Yao Fufeng nodded in agreement:

"Call the Presbyterian Church immediately. Make a plan for the candidates for the relatives and reach them with Weituo as soon as possible. Then, select the strength and prepare for the challenge!"

......

A few days later.

The farmer only has a blessed land, an inner city.

The tribes occupied by the various tribes of the Siyao clan are stretched and far away, bathed in the sun, gorgeous and beautiful inside and outside, with birds singing and flowers everywhere, and beautiful.

One of the villas near Huaxi has planted countless flower beds. The road is paved with green stones, the shade of green trees, and the misty mist is like mist, which makes people feel refreshed.

A window opened, and a sandalwood table was placed beside the window.

Yao Zhizhi sat at the table, carving the doll with her own hands.

The carved materials are actually the "spiritual thorn house" that everyone envies in the Great Wilderness and the River Island.

She had carved a doll with a man's appearance. Although it was handmade, it still looked like Chen Fusheng between the doll's eyebrows and eyes.

Yao Zhizhi laughed and placed the doll in front of her, and took out a female doll that had been carved, which looked similar to her.

The two dolls were in her hands, sometimes colliding, sometimes flying together, sometimes whispering.

Every seemingly stubborn action is actually something she and Chen Fusheng experienced personally during the trial in the Great Wilderness.

Reappearing now, as if yesterday...

"Senior Brother Chen Bai, what level has your spiritual kiln petals reached? Without my 'Yan Emperor's Eternal Life Sutra' to help you, you must suffer a lot..."

Yao Zhizhi smiled and whispered, her voice getting smaller and smaller. Finally, she stared at Chen Fusheng's doll in a daze and sighed.

"I'm back, but why don't you come to find me..."

"Well, no, right? Maybe he doesn't know where the blessed land of the farmer is in the Western Jin Dynasty... Yes, he must not know the place..."

"Oh, I should tell him where my home is. Maybe he is still worried now and doesn't know that I have returned home from the Great Wilderness Trial..."

Yao Zhizhi lay on the table, pointing at Chen Fusheng's doll with her fingers, and secretly saying a few words from time to time, sometimes frowning and sometimes laughing.

Just at this moment.

With footsteps, the maid outside the door was responding respectfully.

Yao Zhizhi blinked and quickly put away the two dolls carefully. Then she sat at the table like a dignified and quiet, took out a book and read it.

After a moment, a middle-aged beautiful woman came in slowly.

"Hello, Mother!" Yao Zhizhi stood up and saluted, her behavior was like a lady from a family.

Yao Zhizhi's mother Yao Yuzhu slightly whispered her sleeves, sat down, raised her eyes and looked at Yao Zhizhi with a slightly complicated look.

Yao Zhizhi is actually an innocent and romantic person, and she has not seen anything unusual about her mother.

"Zhizhi, you are already eighteen?" Yao Yuzhu said calmly.

"Ah? Oh, yes, why did my mother ask like that?" Yao Zhizhi smiled.

"Our Si Yao family is of the imperial vein and the population is not prosperous. If the men and women in the clan are eighteen, they will reach the age of marriage." Yao Yuzhu said with a smile.

Yao Zhizhi frowned and immediately ran behind her mother. While rubbing her lightly, she said softly: "Mother, I still want to serve you, but I never thought of getting married..."

"Nothing! How can you let the rules in the clan be told?"

Yao Yuzhu patted her daughter's hand and said softly:

"Your father has already agreed to marry you. This person is the second most extraordinary genius on the Shensihuan List. It is said that he is the reincarnation of a celestial immortal. He will definitely be promoted to the saint king in the future. His future is unlimited..."

Yao Zhizhi interrupted unhappily: "Mother, my daughter won't marry!"

Yao Yuzhu sighed inwardly, but she still turned around, stared at her daughter, and said seriously:

"Zhizhi, now is not the time for you to be a little bitch! Your father is the decision, and the Presbyterian Council will not change it!"

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