Chapter 578 Two Generations of Saints

"Cough." Di Yao suddenly coughed and sighed, "Hun Yi, this kind of tragedy has happened, and I am also deeply uneasy. After all, it has nothing to do with Chang'e and Long Yan, but it's my responsibility! Don't worry, the matter of taking the book of the underworld is on me. I will return to Diqiu this time, and I will let the young master hand over this book at all costs.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Seeing that Di Yao took the responsibility on himself, Hou Yi had no choice but to sigh in his heart and knew that he could not take the opportunity to kill Long Yan.

He bowed slightly to Emperor Yao, and then looked down at Zheng'e, with a soft meaning on his hard face: "Aqi, do you know? The reason why I don't want to face His Majesty is because of you! In the face of your majesty's kindness and your true love, I can't choose. If you die, I will be like a lonely lion, coming back from the desolate battlefield. Where is the cave where I live?

He walked up the steps step by step with Chang'e in his arms, as if he was talking to Chang'e, and as if he was saying to Di Yao, "Ayu, I know what you mean. You are afraid that I will eventually fall into the pool of blood on the battlefield, and I am willing to die to drag me down. I know that I will accompany you in this desolate palace for the rest of my life, okay?

Di Yao was full of taste when he heard it. Knowing that Hou Yi had made a choice, he sighed.

Shaoqiu glanced at him coldly and hummed, "Your Majesty, Hou Yi owes you a favor, but Hao'e died indirectly in your hands, and you also owe Hou Yi!" Do you still want to drag others to fight?

Di Yao glared at him.

Hou Yi's burly body walked past him and slowly nodded to him, as if to thank him. Shaoqiu sighed slightly, raised his hand, handed a sleeve from the robe pulled from Chang'e to Hou Yi, and whispered, "It's Sister Chang'e's."

"Thank you very much." Hou Yi's huge palm grabbed the sleeve of the robe and suddenly raised his palm and patted Shaoqiu's forehead gently. Shaoqiu trembled all over. He only felt that he was eroded by the soul, and the numb and cold place instantly regained consciousness.

He looked up in astonishment, but saw that the wild figure had already walked into the Lutai Palace...

Di Yao's face was full of chagrin. Not only did he not achieve his goal this time, but he accidentally injured Chang'e, and also broke his eight personal guards. Don't mention the grievance in his heart. Seeing Hou Yi leave, he also had no intention of staying here. He waved his hand to Longyan, Sanyi and Ai Sang: "Let's go, let's go!"

With that, he turned around and walked to the steps outside the courtyard of Lutai Palace.

Suddenly, I heard Long Yan whisper: "Who is it?"

The figure suddenly disappeared, and then I heard the sound of intensive engagement outside Lutai Palace. In the blink of an eye, the figure in front of everyone shook, and Long Yan appeared again. A gap in the skirt had been opened, which almost the end of the broken abdomen.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that with such a hand like Long Yan, he would suffer a loss.

Di Yao was stunned and said to the outside, "Who broke into the Lutai Palace?"

A long roar suddenly came from outside the palace, and then two figures flew over and fell lightly into the courtyard. Shaoqiu and Ai Sang took a look and said at the same time, "Ming Yu--"

The people who came were actually Qi Ziyu and Bai Miao.

But the two of them were embarrassed. The corners of his mouth were bloody. Bai Miao's body was bloody, and his bun was broken. He held a broken jade bow in his hand, and his arms trembled. It seems that he just fought with Long Yan in an instant, and with the strength of the two, he also suffered a big loss.

It turned out that they lost their way in Miluze. Fortunately, Shaoqiu and Chang'e rode a bird passing by. Ziziyu locked the bird with his spirit and struggled to find a way from the air vortex of Luze. It was not until then that they found the Lutai Palace. When they saw the bird parked on the island and knew that they had found the right place, they looked up and saw the shining outline of the colorful jade tree, so they hurried up. Unexpectedly, as soon as they got outside the palace, they were attacked by Long Yan. After more than ten fierce fights, the two were injured one after another. Fortunately, Bai Miao's spiritual arrow almost shot through Long Yan, which forced him to retreat.

"Ming Yu, are you hurt?" Ai Sang rushed over with a frightened face.

As soon as she ran a few steps, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her, but Long Yan quietly stood in front of her. He didn't say anything and maintained a respectful posture, but his body was like an unshakable mountain.

"Why don't you... let me go over?" Ai Sang said angrily.

"Yes." Long Yan didn't say anything and was still in the way.

"You..." Assan hated him for hitting the dragonfly and pushed it over. Unexpectedly, his arm went straight through Longyan's chest, as if he had passed through a layer of fog, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned. Sanyi sighed and took her arm.

Shaoqiu looked at Mi Ziyu and sighed in his heart, but the two looked at each other without saying a word. Mi Ziyu closed his eyes slightly, then stared at Di Yao and said lightly, "Your Majesty, I'm coming."

Neither the clothes nor Sanyi know him, and I don't know what this person is doing.

Di Yao smiled and said, "Why didn't you come until this time? But I'm surprised that you can get through the Luze.

"Your Majesty knows I'm coming?" Mi Ziyu was slightly stunned, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and smiled coldly, "It turns out that your majesty is going to marry Ai Sang to Danzhu. Are you sure I am?"

"What?" Shaoqiu suddenly shouted and stared at Ziyu, "What are you talking about? Is Aisan going to marry Danzhu? That little king..." He looked at Di Yao and Sanyi, and finally swallowed the impulse to curse and said coldly, "Your Majesty, what do you mean? Your son is a lewd and frivolous person. How can he marry Asan to him?

Di Yao and San Yi were annoyed together. Di Yao said coldly, "How is my son? It seems that it's not your turn to comment!" It's not your turn to dictate who I want to marry my daughter!"

Shaoqiu was stunned, but Di Yao's words could not be refuted. No matter what Ai Sang had to do with him, he was the daughter of others. It seemed that it was really not his turn to speak.

"Whhth whether it's your turn or not, even if the gods are in charge, they can't arrange the fate of Ethan!" Qi Ziyu stared at Di Yao and said, "If the emperor of the world interferes, I will kill the emperor; if the gods in heaven interfere, I will kill the god!"

Seeing what he said when he said such blaspous words, he couldn't help shaking his head: "Crazy, this child is crazy."

Sanyi also shook her head and whispered to Ethan, "How can this witch be so infatuated with you? Oh, it's a pity that he is a witch.

Ai Sang's eyes were full of tears, and his whole body trembled. His silver teeth bit his lips and oozed blood.

Di Yao was not annoyed. Instead, he looked at Ziyu with appreciation and said slowly, "Why are you suffering? I always have to find a good son-in-law for Sonny, right? After all, you are a witch and can't get married. If you are not a witch, why don't I marry Sonny to you? It's a pity."

A deep look of pain appeared on Mi Ziyu's face and closed his eyes and said, "As a witch, I will naturally not marry mortals. However, I will never allow you to destroy Ai Sang's happiness with one hand! Human affairs, do you have to have it to be true? Your Majesty, you don't understand!"

Di Yao was stunned and looked at Sanyi with a wry smile: "Don't I understand?" He coughed and looked at Ziyu and said, "Young man, I have also experienced my youth, and I can understand your mood. However, as the father of Sang'er, I have the obligation to choose a good son-in-law for her. Maybe you are all prejudiced against Dan Zhu, but he is my son. I naturally know how he is. You are a witch. If you have nothing to do with San Er, don't interfere anymore.

A sneer suddenly appeared on Mi Ziyu's face: "Your Majesty doesn't need to be like me. Open up your conditions!"

"Oh, conditions?" Di Yao showed consternment.

"Conditions." Mi Ziyu said coldly.

Di Yao was shocked, and he actually had a sense of vigilance for this teenager. He laughed dryly: "Hero teenager! In this case, let's talk about it!"

After saying that, he walked slowly to the corner of the courtyard. Mi Ziyu ordered Bai Miao to stay where he was and followed him. Long Yan came to the side of the two people, with one hand, drawing a circle in the half empty space. Suddenly, a thin water wave-like seal appeared around them. The figures of the two disappeared in an instant.

He put on his clothes and asked Shaoqiu in a low voice, "Who is this witch? His mental strength is not weak!"

"His name is Ziyu." Shaoqiu said bitterly, "It is one of the four saints."

"Holy?" He was shocked, "Is there such a young saint?"