Iron Cross Fire

After Wen Xiaoyu left, Yue Wuya sat alone in the pavilion for a while, then returned to his resting room and practiced cross-legged.

Yue Wuya wanted to go see Hai Ling'er, but it was dark now. Although the two were already recognized as a couple, they had not yet held a wedding, so they could not exceed the etiquette.

More importantly, Hai Ling'er had been taking care of the baby.

It was because of this baby that the Hailong Temple raided the branch temple in Donghai City, resulting in the tragic death of tens of thousands of brothers. Yue Wuya was really not like in the past, and was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions when he saw the child.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Unknowingly, a night passed, Yue Wuya breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes.

After a night of practice, Yue Wuya only felt that his internal strength was full, but he could not be happy in his heart. When he thought of the tragic death of nearly 10,000 brothers in the branch temple in Donghai City, Yue Wuya felt a dull pain in his heart.

Huh!

Looking at the bright sky outside, Yue Wuya took a deep breath, slowly got up, and then pushed the door and walked out.

When he got outside, Yue Wuya waved to a maid not far away: "I want to ask you, has there been any news since Master Wen left last night?"

After being gone for so long, he should have found out the situation.

However, the maid shook her head: "Reporting to Master Yue, there has been no news since Master Wen left."

No news?

After hearing the answer, Yue Wuya suddenly felt heavy-hearted. What happened? Did Uncle Wen and the others encounter trouble?

Thinking of this, Yue Wuya hurried to the front hall without thinking too much.

When he arrived at the front hall, he saw Su Qingyan sitting there, discussing the situation with several elders of the Xiayin Sect, and they were talking about the Sea Dragon Temple.

Su Qingyan also knew about the surprise attack on the Donghai City branch of Tianmen yesterday.

"Aunt Su."

At this time, Yue Wuya walked in quickly and greeted Su Qingyan respectfully: "Uncle Wen has been gone all night, is there anything going on?" Although Yue Feng and Su Qingyan have not held a wedding, Yue Wuya has always respected her and called her Aunt Su.

Su Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "The news was just sent back."

"This time, the Sea Dragon Palace dispatched 200,000 troops, and the main target is your Tianmen. The apparent leader is a pirate leader named Yu Du, but your Uncle Wen secretly found out that the real commander is actually a young man named Liu Hao."

"It's just that Liu Hao's whereabouts are very secretive and he has never shown up."

"In the news sent back by your Uncle Wen, it is specifically stated that he is now investigating the whereabouts of Liu Hao. Before finding him, we should not act rashly."

When saying this, Su Qingyan's delicate face was very solemn.

Liu Hao?

Hearing this name, Yue Wuya's heart was shocked, and he immediately thought of something: "This Liu Hao should be the young man Xiaoyu and I met on Dragon King Island. His strength is unfathomable, and the skills he uses are also extremely evil."

When Yue Wuya thought of the scene of fighting with Wen Xiaoyu and the other party at that time, he was still a little scared.

To be honest, the situation at that time was really dangerous. The two of them couldn't beat the other party together, and they almost died in the sea.

Hu...

Hearing this, Su Qingyan also frowned: "The opponent is so strong? It seems that we are going to have a fierce battle."

Speaking, Su Qingyan said to Yue Wuya softly: "Wuya, don't worry, let's wait for the next news from Brother Wen first. If there is a chance, Xiayin Sect will definitely help."

Yue Wuya nodded: "Thank you, Aunt Su."

After chatting for a few more words, Yue Wuya left the hall and walked towards the backyard.

Ling'er should have gotten up by now, call her to have breakfast together

Thinking of this, Yue Wuya quickened his pace.

"Brother Wuya!"

As soon as he arrived at the corridor of the backyard, he heard a joyful voice, and then a slender figure came from the direction of the guest room.

It was not Hai Ling'er, but a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old.

She was wearing a red short skirt and a high ponytail, and she was indescribably young and beautiful.

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