The Great Emperor Dynasty, Yanjing!

In the main hall of the East Factory Headquarters, Liu Gang looked at a factory guard in front of him.

"Governor-General, Yan Yanyun left Yanjing alone and headed towards the west. Although he thought he could escape from everyone's eyes, he was still seen by a hundred households!" A factory guard said respectfully.

"Yan Yanyun? Yan Qiuyu's son, it seems that he is still resentful about Yan Qiuyu's death and goes to find Yan Wudi!" Liu Gang frowned.

"Sir, do you want to capture him?" the factory guard said solemnly.

Liu Gang frowned and thought for a while.

"No need for now. Let's talk about it after I report to the queen!" Liu Gang shook his head.

At the same time, Meng Wenruo also received news.

"Sir, Yan Yanyun is obviously going to find Yan Wudi to come back to take revenge, but should he catch him?" An official said respectfully to Meng Wenruo.

Meng Wenruo frowned and thoughtful. Finally, he took a deep breath and shook his head and said, "No, let him go!"

"Ah? Let him go?" the official said in surprise.

"First, you can't prove that he must have asked Yan Wudi to come back to take revenge, and there is no reason to arrest him. Second, even if it is true, it's not our foreign ministers' turn to intervene. This is the matter within Your Majesty's clan!" Meng Wenruo said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The official could only feel helpless.

At the same time, several respected relatives of the Yan clan also arrived at the palace and saw Zi Zi.

"Queen, we have already restrained them, but I didn't expect Yan Yanyun to be so bold! Let's catch him back soon!" An old man from the Yan clan said worriedly.

Zi Zi shook her head and said, "Don't be nervous, Your Majesty has considered all this, let him go!"

"Ah?" Everyone was confused!—

Forty-five years later! Zhongshenzhou! Dugu Family! Sword Tomb!

Yan Wudi held the Butian Sword in his hand and fought against the nine masters. Around him, countless children from the Dugu family were watching quietly.

"Squeeze!" "Squeezeze!"………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

As soon as the Butian Sword was released, huge sword lotus suddenly burst out from all directions. As soon as the sword lotus came out, it sprayed out endless sword light and headed towards the siege of the nine masters.

The nine masters' swordsmanship are also extremely powerful, and the complex swordsmanship can be easily used on these nine people. The nine masters' swordsmanship are high, but unfortunately Yan Wudi's swordsmanship in front of him is even stronger.

Standing among the sword lotus, the whole person is like a sharp sword soaring into the sky, making people afraid to walk.

"Bang!"

The sword lotus exploded, and more than three thousand sword lights knocked the nine masters out.

"Squeeze!"

There was a long sword at the throat of each master. The sword did not step closer, but only stopped at the throat of nine people, making waves of sword sounds.

Take a light breath! Yan Wudi smiled slightly.

"Bang!"

The sword energy exploded with a bang, and the divine sword fell into the sword tomb.

All nine masters were defeated!

The nine masters looked at each other!

"Dugu Yijian, pay homage to the head of the family!"

"Dugu Erjian, pay homage to the head of the family!"

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"Dugu Nine Swords, pay homage to the head of the family!"

The nine masters worshipped each other, and at the same time, all the children of Dugu families from all over the world worshiped each other and stood up.

"Meet the head of the family!"

Standing in the sky, Yan Wudi's face showed a hint of excitement.

"Uncle Chuan, I succeeded, I finally got everyone's recognition!" Yan Wudi said excitedly.

Just when Yan Wudi was excited.

Outside the Dugu family, a man in a mess came at this moment, who was ashamed of being like a beggar.

The man had a disheveled hair, his face mixed with blood and plaster, and his clothes were torn and in a very embarrassing manner.

"Dugu Family?" The man looked at the stone tablet beside him, and his eyes were filled with tears.

"Who is coming?"

A sudden explosion sounded, and the two guardians of the Dugu family immediately blocked the beggar man.

"I want to see Yan Wudi, I want to see Yan Wudi! He is my brother!" After saying that, the beggar fainted.

Yan Wudi? Brother?

"Go and report to the head of the family!" a doorkeeper said immediately.

"Um!"

One child rushed into the house quickly, while the other one gave the beggar a sense of true energy.

When the beggar woke up again, he lay in an extremely spacious hall.

The beggar opened his eyes and looked around, and suddenly saw Yan Wudi standing beside him.

"Brother, brother!" The beggar cried.

"Yanyun? Why are you here? What's going on with your injuries?" Yan Wudi frowned.

"Brother, my father is dead, my father is forced to death by Yan Chuan! You want to avenge my father!" the beggar cried.

"What?" Yan Wudi's face changed.

"Dad was forced to death by Yan Chuan!"

"Impossible!" Yan Wudi screamed in shock.

"It's true, brother!" the beggar grieved.

Yan Wudi's face looked extremely ugly.

"How is it possible? Uncle Chuan forced his father to death? How is it possible? Yan Yun, tell me clearly what happened, tell me clearly!" Yan Wudi was anxious.

Yan Yanyun sorted out his thoughts and told Yan Wudi everything from beginning to end.

Yan Wudi squeezed his hands tightly, and his face turned pale.

"Brother, brother!" Yan Yanyun shouted.

"Yanyun, you will recover from your injuries first. Ten days later, I will go back to Yanjing with you!" Yan Wudi said with a very gloomy face.

"Yeah!" Yan Yanyun nodded—

Yan Chuan dreamed of the 50th year of Tianji with his ministers!

Under a city.

Yan Chuan looked in front of him with six people.

A magnificent city is even bigger and more magnificent than the world's largest city in the Seal World, Dazhou City.

Unfortunately, there are only ruins left in this city.

You can vaguely see a broken monument erected not far away, and the words "Qindu" are written on it.

"Qindu? This is the chapel in your previous life?" Bai Ditian said curiously.

Everyone immediately started to look carefully.

Previous life? Yan Chuan's past life? Everyone followed Yan Chuan over the years and vaguely knew some of Yan Chuan's things.

Dazhen in the previous life? This is the capital of Dazhen in the previous life, Qindu?

"Yes, it's a pity that after my death, this place turned into a pile of ruins, and was even burned by the demon fire, and the energy of heaven and earth was in chaos!" Yan Chuan sighed slightly.

As he said that, Yan Chuan took a step, flew up, passed by, overlooking the four directions! Six people followed closely behind.

There is no figure in the vast city at this moment, everything looks desolate.

Gradually, seven people flew into a broken hall.

Yan Chuan looked at the corner that was no longer formed and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is where Zhen Rou died in her previous life.

"Zhen Xiong?" Yan Chuan's eyes were cold.

None of the six dared to interfere, and waited quietly for Yan Chuan until Yan Chuan's mood calmed down. Yan Chuan stepped out, flew out of Qindu, and flew to another place.

It was among the mountains.
To be continued...