Sheng Fu

Chapter 803 There are still young people

Chapter 803 There are still young people

Feeling too exhausted, after giving his instructions, Yu Wenjun returned to his bedroom and fell asleep again. Gu Cheng and Wu Mi briefly explained a few things to him and then left.

This information can be known to everyone in the world except Bei Hanfei.

……

into the night.

When Yu Wenjun woke up, Wu Mi had already prepared a bowl of vitality soup and said softly, "Your blood and energy are exhausted because of your chaotic state of mind. You need to replenish it."

"From now on, many things will be placed on your shoulders. You must not fall down."

"If you fall, Mr. Gu Yong's death will be meaningless."

Yuwen Jun knew this truth, but now that it really happened, it was difficult for him to adjust. Recalling every little detail of his past with Gu Yong, Yuwen Jun couldn't help but burst into tears, and he didn't know how to express his grievances.

Seeing this, Wu Mi slightly emphasized his tone and said, "The five monarchs have been seriously injured. The era of great strife has ushered in an important turning point. For us now, everything is in ruins and there may be opportunities for us. You are our leader and a qualified politician, so everyone needs you."

Yu Wenjun picked up the Yuanqi Soup and drank it all, then took a forced deep breath and seemed to be about to say something.

Wu Mi said helplessly: "Xie Yiming will wait for you outside the hall."

Yu Wenjun was in a daze for a moment, then reluctantly stood up and followed Wu Mi to Hengchang Palace.

It cannot be said that Xie Yiming came at the right time, nor can it be said that Xie Yiming came at the wrong time. In short, Xie Yiming came.

Outside the Hengchang Palace, a tall, fat man looked solemnly, looking around, as if he was looking for the figure of an old friend.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the hall: "Come in and have a chat."

Xie Yiming brushed off his sleeves and then entered the Hengchang Palace. He found Yuwen Jun sitting listlessly on the throne. Xie Yiming knew in his heart that all his words of comfort were meaningless.

This incident was a huge blow to Yu Wenjun.

"What brings you here to visit at night?" Yu Wenjun asked casually.

At the moment, Yu Wenjun was in no mood to joke with Xie Yiming, nor was he in the mood to save the face of His Royal Highness the King of the South.

Xie Yiming sat down naturally under Wu Mi's hospitality and said calmly, "Mr. Gu Yong died in battle. I am very sad, but I came to see you tonight because of this matter."

"I already know that you want to set up sculptures of Gu Yong in all Hengchang academies, so that Gu Yong can enjoy the incense of the world. Maybe in the future, sculptures of Gu Yong will appear in all places in the north and south."

"But I think you can't ignore Empress Fuyao."

"Let's not talk about how much affection there is between you and Empress Fuyao. Just because Empress Fuyao seriously injured the Emperor of God, you need to be fair in enjoying the incense of the human race."

"At least in my heart, Empress Fuyao's historical status is definitely not inferior to Gu Yong."

"I have planned to build a temple for Fuyao in the southern land."

"According to gossip, the Emperor has already approved Empress Fuyao's status as the emperor. Lord Qiu Qing will personally write a book about Empress Fuyao and Gu Yong."

"When they were alive, we were incapable of helping them, but after they died, we must never let them down."

There is no doubt that there will be a sculpture dedicated to Empress Fuyao in Beihai.

Yu Wenjun heard this and felt that it made some sense. He rubbed his eyes and said thoughtfully: "You are really thoughtful. I actually overlooked this point."

"Maybe you knew that I was in a state of confusion at the moment, so you came here to remind me. Anyway, thank you."

Xie Yiming said from the bottom of his heart: "If nothing else, just because Mr. Gu Yong crippled the Demon Lord, I will kowtow to Mr. Gu Yong's statue several times."

When Yu Wenjun heard this, he thought of the face of the Demon Lord.

Although he is the best in the world, this hatred will last forever...

Yu Wenjun said: "Regarding the affairs of Master Fuyao and Gu Yong, I will trouble you to take care of them. After all, I am young and inexperienced, and many things may not be perfect." "You are my elder, if there are any shortcomings, I hope you can give me more advice."

Xie Yiming consoled him, "No, you are just confused. Actually, I am confused too. I have always known that Mr. Gu Yong is very strong, but I never thought that the Chaos Essence cultivated by Mr. Gu Yong could cripple the Demon Lord."

"This is a monument in the history of human cultivation!"

Unlike Empress Fuyao, Gu Yong's Primal Chaos Essence was cultivated through his own hard work.

Therefore, Yu Wenjun's weight in Xie Yiming's heart has become more important. Perhaps one day, Yu Wenjun can really take into account both the dragon clan's imperial energy and the chaotic true essence.

The young man on the throne might really be able to reach the legendary Wanduan realm in the years to come.

Yu Wenjun said: "It is indeed an immortal monument..."

There was a brief silence in the hall.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Wenjun said, "You stay put for now. I'll go to the North Sea."

Jing Peiyao's mood was probably similar to that of Yu Wenjun at the moment.

Xie Yiming nodded slightly, and within a moment, Yuwen Jun left the throne.

Beihai, Mingyue Mountain, inside the nine-story tower.

Jing Peiyao sat cross-legged on the cushion, trying her best to calm herself down, but her mood was like the waves of the North Sea and could not be calmed.

Xiao Huangyue also fell into deep thought in her own dojo. Although she was young, she realized that there was something important missing in her life. Although it was not painful, it always caused ripples in her heart. She was an orphan and she had never felt this way before.

Yu Wenjun crossed the void and arrived near Jing Peiyao.

Both of them stared at each other for a long time, not knowing where to start.

It seemed like they didn't have the energy to hug each other and cry their hearts out.

"From now on, there will be only two of us left." Yu Wenjun said softly after a long silence.

Jing Peiyao looked confused and said woodenly: "I know."

Yu Wenjun sat casually opposite Jing Peiyao, smoothed the messy hair on his forehead, and said, "I don't know how to face Master's wife. Master's wife won't know the news for the time being, but she will know it sooner or later."

"If I could do it again, I would never let Gu Yong go to the Demon Realm."

As he spoke, tears of blood flowed from the corners of Yu Wenjun's eyes.

The Empress Fuyao was lost in that sea of ​​suffering from the very beginning, so she found herself on the head of the Human Emperor, obtained a wisp of the origin of the Purple Myrtle, and practiced an alternative Purple Myrtle essence.

But the two have similarities. Gu Yong fell in love with Yuwen Jun inadvertently, and Empress Fuyao also met Jing Peiyao by chance.

Yu Wenjun said, "There are still many things waiting for us. The work-for-relief project in the north is in progress, and Senior Sister Qinghua is going to build the Hengchang Academy in Qiushui County."

"In the short term, there should be no large-scale battles, but there may be some small-scale exploratory battles."

"We must cheer up and never become depressed."

"Because of history, we are not allowed to grieve for too long."

Upon hearing this, Jing Peiyao felt a surge of power in her heart.

"Thank you for coming to me at this time." Jing Peiyao said sincerely.

Yuwen Jun is both a husband and a fellow Taoist.


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