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Chapter 825: Ling Yuyao's Child

"What good news?"

Emperor Mingchen turned his head and asked with a smile, his face seemed a little unnatural.

Wu Shanhe pondered for a while, and then waved his right sleeve, and the strong wind howled directly from his sleeve robe. Under this strong wind, the door of the main hall was closed with a bang, and the whole main hall fell into a coma.

"Um?"

Seeing this scene, Emperor Mingchen couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Third brother, what are you doing? What is it? Are you so mysterious?"

"I'll tell you right now!"

Wu Shanhe took a deep breath, and the spiritual power radiated from his body. When he was sure that there was no one else in the hall except him, Mo Qiu, and Emperor Mingchen, Wu Shanhe said faintly:

"Fourth, foster father is back!"

boom!

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Emperor Mingchen's body shook violently, and the look in his eyes became flustered in an instant. A little paleness appeared on his face, and he frowned and said, "Third brother, you have to be responsible for saying this. Yifu has disappeared for 80,000 years, how could he suddenly appear?"

At this time, Mo Qiu shook his head and said, "Fourth brother, I know you don't believe it. To be honest, when the third child and I met the adoptive father, we didn't believe it either. But the fact is that, foster father... …He is back!"

He is back!

He is back!

Emperor Mingchen murmured, and immediately after, his eyes showed joy, he grabbed Wu Shanhe and Moqiu in front of him, and said excitedly: "Second brother, third brother, when did the adoptive father come back? Where is he now? Take me to see him quickly!"

"this……"

Hearing this, Wu Shanhe and Mo Qiu looked at each other, then they both shook their heads at the same time and said, "Fourth, you know the temper of foster father, he doesn't allow us to carry him behind our backs. Expose his whereabouts. This time we tell you that the foster father is back, and we are already risking the punishment of the foster father."

"But I am his son!"

Emperor Mingchen said incredulously: "Could it be that it's not okay for a son to see his father?"

There was a bit of bitterness in Emperor Mingchen's eyes.

Wu Shanhe gave a wry smile and said, "Fourth, I know you miss your adoptive father, but let's talk about this matter later. After the second brother and I tell the adoptive father, we will arrange for you to meet with the adoptive father. After all, this time the adoptive father Father’s return, I’m afraid it’s something important.”

Hearing Wu Shanhe's words, Emperor Mingchen's face changed slightly.

After hesitating for a moment, he nodded slightly.

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll trouble the second and third brothers, and the fourth brother is waiting for the good news from the two brothers!" Emperor Mingchen clasped his fists and said, "Come on, bring the wine. Today I want to share with the two brothers." If you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

"Hey, don't be so troublesome."

Mo Qiu waved his hand and said, "Fourth Brother, we have other things to do today, so we won't bother you any more. Next time we have a chance to drink at the bar."

"Okay." Emperor Mingchen nodded without staying longer.

After the three talked for a while, Wu Shanhe and Mo Qiu left.

Until the figures of the two disappeared into the distance, Emperor Mingchen waved his sleeve robe, and the door of the hall was closed with a bang. The entire hall was instantly plunged into darkness. Emperor Mingchen stood quietly, and the smile on his face gradually faded away.

A gloomy look flashed across Emperor Mingchen's eyes.

"Father..."

"How did you come back?"

Emperor Ming Chen gritted his teeth, it seemed that even he himself didn't feel it, when he said this, his voice trembled a little. There was uncontrollable fear in his eyes, and his body trembled slightly.

This fear is not deliberate, but naturally revealed. So much so that even Emperor Mingchen himself didn't realize how fast his heart was beating at this moment.

"ah!"

Emperor Mingchen waved his right hand.

Countless gale winds suddenly swirled towards the surroundings uncontrollably like a tsunami. Under this strong wind, the entire hall suddenly roared, chairs, tables, and stone pillars all collapsed, and dust soaring into the sky filled the surroundings.

"Emperor Stardust!"

Emperor Mingchen spat out four words coldly.

"You have disappeared for 80,000 years, why are you still coming back!"

"This world is no longer your time!"

"Why! Why are you coming back!"

"You want to take my things away, and I won't let you succeed! She...is mine!"

An angry roar echoed in the hall.

Within a few hundred meters, there was trembling.

...

...

imperial city.

Night fell.

A group of people suddenly appeared in the imperial city.

This group of people was none other than Yang Chen who had just returned from Big Mang Mountain, Ling Yuyao and others. After this group of people stepped onto the teleportation array in the imperial city, with the rays of light gushing out, all the people disappeared in the teleportation array the next moment.

And when Yang Chen opened his eyes again.

call……

A gust of cold wind roared in, making Yang Chen shiver uncontrollably. I saw that the place in front of me was clearly a land of ice and snow, and amidst the ice and snow was a huge white palace, as if it was a palace made of ice, standing in the midst of heaven and earth, looking extremely solemn and mysterious.

"Yang Chen, this is Guanghan Palace."

Ling Yuyao turned around and said with a smile, this smile was like a lotus flower blooming in the ice and snow, it was so beautiful.

"Guanghan Palace."

Looking at the building in front of him, Yang Chen took a deep breath, and there was a little sense of sadness in his eyes. It has been 80,000 years, but I didn't expect that this building is still the same as before, without changing at all.

Looking at this building, some memories of Yang Chen were also brought back.

I don't know...

Eighty thousand years have passed...

Is she okay?

"Yang Chen, what's wrong with you?" Ling Yuyao turned her head, looked at Yang Chen curiously, and asked.

"It's nothing, think about something, let's go." Yang Chen said with a smile.

Everyone didn't stay any longer, and walked all the way to the Guanghan Palace.

Ling Yuyao's face was simply the best token. Along the way, Yang Chen and the others were unimpeded. Almost in the fastest time, I came to the depths of Guanghan Palace, which is also the most important hall of Guanghan Palace.

Lingxiao Palace.

Only those who are the masters of the Guanghan Palace and the elders of the Guanghan Palace can enter this hall.

But just when everyone entered Lingxiao Hall, a petite figure suddenly ran out, like a pet, and fell directly into Ling Yuyao's arms.

"Mother, you're finally back, Bao'er misses you so much!" Bao'er tightly grasped Ling Yuyao's clothes, with a look of dependence on her small face.

"Boa?"

Ling Yuyao blinked and said, "Aren't you in Dali Temple? Why did you come back to Guanghan Palace?"

"My mother is not here, Bao'er is boring, so I asked the elder to send me back." Bao'er said in a childish voice.

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen beside him was instantly confused.

mother?

Does Ling Yuyao have a child?

what?