Although many strong men were lost this time.

But there are still three great deities, and there must also be saints.

Although my father has transformed into martial arts and cultivated immortality, he has also reached the late stage of Mahayana.

But facing a saint or even a powerful person in the Heavenly Realm.

The inevitable is still irresistible.

Therefore, Xiao Changfeng was worried and hoped that his father could stay in Kyoto.

With Yu Tianzun sitting in this way, unless Xia Tianzun takes action personally, there won't be much danger.

"Don't worry, my son. I promise you that I will not leave Kyoto easily. Even if I have to leave, I will ask Yu Tianzun to accompany me."

Emperor Wu felt warm in his heart, knowing that Xiao Changfeng was doing this for his own good.

How could he refuse his son's filial piety! "This makes me feel relieved. After the Chinese New Year, I plan to go to Beiyuan to see my third sister!"

Xiao Changfeng smiled and then continued.

The war is over, and he cannot stay in the Eastern Region forever.

But now except for mother and Lin Ruoyu.

The one who worried him the most was his third sister, Xiao Yurong.

The third sister was taken away by Saint Zhantai of the Ice and Fire Sect.

Now two years have passed, and I don't know how Sanmei is doing now.

"A man has his ambitions in all directions. You, the nine-day divine dragon, should fly to the nine heavens. Go ahead. If Yu Rong has a bad life in Beiyuan, bring her back. I have owed her a lot over the years!"

Emperor Wu nodded and agreed with Xiao Changfeng's plan.

"Father, I would like to propose another drink to you!"

Xiao Changfeng picked up the wine jug, filled it for himself, and then toasted again.

One lamp, one wine, one father and son.
Chapter completed!