"I don't want to."

As soon as the king finished speaking, Xu Yi answered directly without thinking.

"Xu Mutian, think clearly before answering. I will give you time to think about it."

"Don't think about it."

Xu Yi's eyes were burning: "White clothes cannot be the saint of Tianlong, unless I become the lord of Tianlong."

“Bold!”

Di Jiu shouted furiously: "Xu Mutian, do you want to rebel?"

Xu Yi bowed his hand and bent down, his eyebrows were like swords and his eyes were like swords: "I don't want to!"

Di Jiu lost his voice and suddenly lost his temper.

Xu Yi said that he didn’t want to rebel, rather than dared not rebel!

He has the courage, the confidence, and the strength!

If there is anyone else who can do anything about Tianlong who is helpless in the king of the country, Xu Yi is definitely one of them.

"Xu Mutian, Xu Mutian, do you know how much I hate you!" Di Jiuyou said.

Xu Yi said with a calm face: "You are the king of the country, Xu Mutian wants to get rid of his armor and return to the field, please agree!"

The king's facial features have been completely distorted.

Xu Mutian got rid of his armor and returned to the field? Now?

Not to mention that the southern border of Tianlong is now inseparable from Xu Yi. Even if it is possible, the Emperor's Rebellion has just been quelled and one of the kings in the four directions will be removed and the land will be returned. What do the people in the world think of him, the king of Tianlong?

The birds are gone, and the bow is hidden!

The cunning rabbit dies, the lackeys cook!

The enemy country is destroyed, and the counselors are destroyed!

Once Tianlong and Wanmin have this idea, who dares to work hard for him, the king of Tianlong?

Xu Yi clearly takes retreat as advance, and he will make progress!

Di Jiu was so angry that he roared: "Xu Mutian! Do you still dare to confront me? I want to chop your head!"

Xu Yi bowed his hand for the third time and was still calm: "I want to keep my head for a while, and ask the lord to cut it a few years later."

Di Jiu: "..."

There is absolutely no way.

You can't kill, you can't retreat, you can't suppress it, and you can't praise it, and you can't praise it.

Any lord will have a headache if he has such a slippery, disobedient and flirting subject, right?

"The one who killed Xu Yunyao is Di Bing."

After throwing aside this sentence, Di Jiu's phantom disappeared in front of Xu Yi's eyes.

In the imperial study, Di Jiu's anger dissipated. As he thought about it, he laughed: "Xu Mutian, what are you feeling when you hear this news? Hahaha, happy!"

In the Xu family manor, Xu Yi suddenly trembled.

As if he had lost all his strength, Xu Yi sat down on the ground with confusion in his eyes.

Baiyi looked silently from beginning to end, and listened, seeing Xu Yi's appearance, his heart suddenly became tight, and he quickly squatted down with concern in his eyes.

"I……"

Xu Yi shook his head, but his voice was hoarse and heartbroken: "It's okay."

As he said it was okay, his deep eyes quickly turned red. No matter how hard he endured it, a tear still slid down from the corner of his eyes.

This time, without Xu Yi speaking, Baiyi gently hugged him and bit his lower lip slightly, not knowing how to comfort the man.

She didn't know who Di Bing was, but she thought she should be a very important person to Xu Yi.

important?

More than just important?

It was him who brought Xu Yi to southern Xinjiang.

It was him who gave Xu Yi infinite growth possibilities.

It was at the critical moment that he entrusted Xu Yi with the important task, which gave Xu Yi the qualification and foundation to be king.

It was him who changed the name for Xu Yi and made Xu Mutian's name shake the Tianlong and the Tiantian.

In Xu Yi's heart, Lao Nan was like a grandfather.

He was majestic, domineering, and harsh, and even beat Xu Yi with a stick.

But he was all for Xu Yi's good, and the kindness that inadvertently revealed from his eyes could not be fake!

Why……

Why did King Lao Nan kill his father?

Why?

Xu Yi was filled with grief.

He did not doubt the authenticity of what Di Jiu said.

Although this king of the country was a little intriguing, he still disdains to lie about such things.

Besides, Di Bing is a member of the Imperial Family Royal Family. He said that Di Bing killed Xu Yunyao. Isn’t he afraid that Xu Yi, who is now the king of southern Xinjiang, will avenge his father and count the hatred on the Imperial Family Royal Family, and on him?

For Xu Yi, these two men who are most respected and dependent on the most in the world!

What has been pursued and explored all the time has resulted in this result?

Di Bing killed Xu Yunyao, and Di Bing died of illness in southern Xinjiang.

The hatred accumulated bit by bit in Xu Yi's heart and the extremely strong murderous intent are so ridiculous!

Di Bing had long been dead. Can he still dig out his body from southern Xinjiang and whip the body?

Can Xu Yi take action?

When the hatred that you are thinking about collapses in an instant, it will make people have the idea that it is really boring to live.

Xu Yi would not commit suicide because of this.

But his inner pain was really impossible to tell outsiders.

The blood-like setting sun slowly fell, and the darkness that made people's hearts covered the world.

The manor is brightly lit, but the hall is pitch black.

In the darkness, Baiyi knelt on the ground, hugging Xu Yi, with a gentle smile on her face.

She understands Xu Yi’s current mood, very well, very well!

"I'm fine." Xu Yi suddenly spoke.

White clothes and smile.

At this time, this stubborn man insists on using the word "I" to emphasize his pride?

The king of southern Xinjiang cried secretly in a woman's arms twice.

He is shy.

Men all need face...

Perhaps because he understood Baiyi's smile, Xu Yi's face turned slightly red, and he said as if he was adding to his feet: "It's only three things."

Baiyi wanted to laugh again, but she held back and said gently: "Go and burn incense to your father."

Xu Yi nodded.

The lights in the hall light up.

The two of them stepped out, looked at the crescent moon half-covered in the sky, picked up the paper candle incense placed in front of the main entrance of the hall, and went straight toward the back mountain without using a lantern.

"A lot of graves, last year's?" Baiyi looked around and was slightly surprised.

Xu Yi said calmly: "The five major families of Bashan County, Zhao Qiansun Li Zhou, 800 direct descendants, and more than 600 people were buried here."

"What about the rest?" Baiyi asked.

"It's all the elderly and children who do some chores in southern Xinjiang."

Baiyi nodded: "It's pretty good."

Taking a slow step, the two walked to Xu Yunyao's tomb.

Xu Yi squatted down and slowly tore the paper.

Baiyi squatted beside him and slowly tore him.

In fact, it was just a matter of shaking his hands, and it was so troublesome. Baiyi understood very well that Xu Yi was just using this method to make his heart calm.
To be continued...