"You always think that other people's children are better." The old housekeeper threw a chestnut into the furnace hall and said with a smile: "I'm still too strict with my own children. Other people's elders look at the Song family's children, why don't you be so envious?"

"I didn't say that my children were bad, I mean that my children were not good enough." Song Gudu glanced at his old partner with some resentment and said, "There is no means to turn the tide, no determination to make a final decision, no ambition to be the only one in the world, no ruthlessness that would rather let the people of the world betray me than let the people of the world betray me - such a person can at most become a hero for a lifetime and cannot become a strong starry sky with a record of history. As for the nine kingdoms, the king of China doesn't have to think about it. He has no qualifications to compete with people at all."

"You must be very puzzled. Why do I always praise and praise the little dragon so much? It's because the little dragon's performance is too amazing. Think about it, how many years have Tingyun practiced hard? How many years have he practiced martial arts and entered the Tao? He has achieved such achievements in just a few years. In time, I am afraid that the starry sky is so big that it will be difficult to accommodate his figure, right?"

The old butler looked slightly shaking and said, "Do you think he can still become the Golden Dragon and regain the position of the God clan?"

"What's wrong?"

"This is incredible. There is a dragon clan from the beginning of the world. Since its birth, even the most powerful dragon lord has been just a demigod status. Other low-level dragon clans are not even qualified for the demigod status. The so-called promotion to the Golden Dragon will have an immortal body. That is just a legend - no dragon can do it for thousands of years. Can this little dragon have such potential?"

"Ten thousand years ago, the dragon clan suffered this great disaster and remained immortal. What's even more strange is that the inheritance of the dragon clan actually fell on a human clan - looking at all, this son can be called born in response to heaven. God's will is hard to violate, if heaven allows him to achieve the status of the supreme golden dragon, what will we do for?"

"So, this is also the reason why you wanted to keep him after taking action in person last time?"

"When he went against the will of heaven, the result was already destined."

"You are too pessimistic. How can you decide the number of days? Which of us martial arts practitioners does not do anything against the will of heaven? The King of Hell will let you die in the third update, so you will not want to survive until the fifth update. If you follow the fate of the human race, you and I will have turned into loess long ago. Where can you talk so much about this here?"

"I have calculated the fate of the Song family as soon as possible and knew that I would go through a great disaster. Calculate the time, it will be only a few years. Moreover, the Book of Fate says that those who can save me Song family will be born with the one who has lost their meridians all day. Who is the Song family who has born with the one who has lost their meridians? It is dawn. This child suffered hardships as soon as he was born with the cold weather, and he has not lived a good life since he was a child. If what the Book of Fate says is true, it would be that my Song family is ashamed to owe her too much."

"Chenxi is indeed a pity for people to feel pity. But, as you said just now, many things are destined by heaven. If God arranges her as the one who lives in the disaster, it is also God's will. Don't have this guilt in your heart, as it will ruin your way."

"Everything, earth and human feelings can be escaped, but the word "human feelings" is the most difficult. Since you have become someone else's grandfather in this life, how can you have no feelings at all?"

The old man smiled and just added firewood into the furnace hall.

"What you said just now is right. I would rather go against the will of heaven than keep the little dragon. Unexpectedly, I stabbed into his body and made him escape tenaciously. Because the Kunlun Divine Palace appeared for no reason, he actually relieved the cold poison in his body in the Divine Palace. Last time, he fought against thousands of human elites with one force, but no one dared to stop him from leaving. Such a courageous and such a powerful strategy - the greatness of the sky capital, who can be an enemy of the younger generation? Who can fight with him?"

“—”

"I was dissatisfied with the game that Tingyun did a few days ago, but I didn't say anything to stop him. I also wanted to wait and see how capable Tingyun was, and even more so I wanted to see how ambitious the little dragon had. The result was obvious that the little dragon didn't care about those lives. What he wanted was my entire Song family. How did the Song family treat the Lu family, and how did the Lu family treat the Song family - the stone boxes he sent him just wanted to fill the heads of my Song family?"

"Then he needs to be able to hold it as long as he wants to." The old man said with a smile. He didn't know what was going on, but the flames in the furnace hall suddenly thundered, as if someone poured a large bucket of vegetable oil into it.

"The fire is old, old - hurry up and eliminate the fire, otherwise this Gu medicine will be ruined." Song Gudu quickly reminded. While speaking, his hand holding the wooden spoon was still trying hard to stir the soup in the jar.

After hearing this, the old man stretched out his palm and pressed it gently on the flames, and the burning flames immediately extinguished a lot.

Song Gudu looked at the old man and said with a smile: "That's the matter. What is the result? We are not waiting. So, this year, I have been thinking about the relationship between the little dragon and the Song family and the relationship between Chenxi and the law of Chenxi - it is still chaotic. If I had known that the idiot grandson Song family had put outside was Xiaolong, I would not have been in a hurry to attack Lu."

"If I had known that idiot was a little dragon, I would have gone to Jiangnan in person to kill him - there would have been so many storms today."

Song Gudu reached out and lifted the hot medicine jar from the fire.

Then pour the morning dew prepared beside him into the boiling potion, and the potion instantly calmed down, and a strong smell of medicine came to my face.

Song Gudu sniffed it with his nose, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "It tastes good. Chenxi shouldn't feel bitter when he drinks it."

"You are just too doting on her. You are still putting honey in the morning dew, and you are not afraid of the medicine being damaged?"

"It's not a problem. I talked to Yan Dao, and he said it's easier to put some nectar."

The old man reached out and put out the fire, looked up and asked, "Will that little dragon really come?"

Song Gudu skillfully poured the medicine soup into a beautiful porcelain bowl and said with a smile: "Didn't Tingyun send him an invitation? How could he miss this opportunity?"

"But even if he wants to take revenge, he should go to the wedding scene in the city. Why do you have to stay in the old house?"

"How dare he go there so many people at the wedding? Besides, the person he wants to kill the most is me - probably he thought that if he killed me, the Song family would collapse and collapse?"

At this moment, Song Chenxi's personal maid Xingxing rushed over and panted and shouted: "Miss can't do it - Miss can't do it -"-

The Song family mansion is full of guests.

The most powerful family in the West Wind held a wedding ceremony, and they became a favourite with the Cui family, the second most powerful in the West Wind. The people who came to congratulate the ceremony were like crucian carp crossing the river, countless people.

This is still those who are qualified to be invited, and more people can only hand over a gift list from the concierge. They don’t even have the chance to enter the Song family mansion to have a cup of Heytea.

However, even so, they still flocked to it and did not dare to neglect it.

There are too many great people coming to Song’s house to congratulate him today. Three Dukes and Nine Ministers, various ministries and officials, as well as many generals and generals who are fighting outside. Civil and military generals gather together. In addition to the royal wedding or the New Year’s Eve meeting every year, I am afraid that there will be no way to gather so many powerful ministers in the West Wind.

Later, even King Xifenghui brought the Empress Changsun. The Changsun clan was not from the Song clan, but had a close relationship with the Song clan because her aunt was married to the Song clan. It can be said that she broke the relationship between the bones and the tendons.

Song Tingyun and his uncle stood at the door to welcome the guests. Every VIP had to be courteous and everyone had to greet and greet. Fortunately, he had excellent cultivation and extraordinary concentration, otherwise he would not be able to persevere.

The auspicious moment of justice made a move. When Song Xinyun was about to go back to celebrate with the bride, he didn't expect an unexpected person to come.

Chu Xun is here!

Chu Xun is the son of King Hui of the West Wind, and should have been the candidate for the crown prince. Because his eyes were deposed by Lu Xingkong, he was named King Ming and became an idle prince.

In order to show his love for this son, King Hui presented him with the "Fuwang Mansion" he lived in before. He personally changed his name to the Mingwang Mansion.

When King Hui came over, he was accompanied by a son and two daughters. However, there was no Chu Xun at that time.

Obviously, King Hui was not willing to appear on such occasions, his son whose eyes were dug up, as this would affect his wise and powerful image as a king.

"Prince Ming--" Song Tingyun took the initiative to step forward and salute.

Although the two were classmates in Xingkong before, Chu Xun is now the King of Ming. As long as the Song family does not rebel in public, they will take the throne of Chu, and Song Tingyun is all subordinates of Chu Xun on the surface.

"Tingyun, it's too weird to say that." Chu Xun said with a smile. "You and I are friends who grew up together, and later they were both starry sky students - it's not an exaggeration to say that they are like brothers. Now, my old friend, is blind in his eyes, so you look down on me?"

"Why does Prince Ming think so? I keep looking at Prince Ming--"

"Look at me, look at me, still calling me, King Ming. We only have brotherhood, no distinction between superiors and inferiors - you still call me, Chu Xun, and I still call you, Tingyun. Isn't that great?"

"Since King Ming - since Chu Xun requested that, that would be great." Song Tingyun said with a smile. He made an invitation gesture and said, "Brother Chu Xun is welcome to come in quickly. Today is Tingyun's happy day. Brother Chu Xun must have a few drinks."

"Okay. We won't be drunk today." Chu Xun said with a big laugh.

Seeing Chu Xun stride forward with the help of several eunuchs, a hint of worry flashed in Song Tingyun's eyes.

"The corpse energy condenses, but the evil energy does not dissipate." Song Zhongmou, who was next to him, frowned and whispered: "This person should not be close to him."
Chapter completed!