Chapter 64: A Deadly Grudge
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Inside the Promise Hall.
Yin Zhan leaned lazily on the seat and listened to the report of the battle situation of the Great Protector.
At the entrance of the Seven Halls, more than ten warships, and more than five thousand religious members, except the Baitang, all went out to meet the enemy.
However, the Xuanwang Mansion was not weak. A pioneering force of a hundred people had already made a great effort to recruit more fighters, not to mention the troops of Woyun Mountain Villa and General Wuwei, and the Suzhou Navy is a regular army.
As the battle was going fiercely, they were suffering heavy losses. With the way things were going, it seemed that they could not resist for long.
"Master, let your subordinates escort you to leave first." Wuchen bowed his head and asked for instructions.
Yin Zhan sat quietly, as if he was listening, but also seemed to have not heard a word. His mind appeared to be here but his thoughts were far off. For many nights in many years, he had been thinking of this moment.
The day had finally come.
He involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief. After that incident seven years ago, he seemed to have been waiting for this day, waiting for Meng Yuan to knock at the door.
"Where is old man Duan?" He asked lightly with thin lips parted.
"Old Duan has been staying in Hundred Herbs Hall and has never appeared." Wuchen replied.
Yin Zhan nodded. "He figured it out. That's fine. In this religion, only you and him are truly loyal to the Yin family."
Others, some were forced to join the teaching because of the control of the mind-eater, and most of them were just here to make a living.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the magnificent and spacious Wuji Hall, and suddenly felt that he had never been so alone.
Suddenly, the years of studying in Momen when he was a teenager, flashed in his mind flashed in his mind. At that time, he didn't know his background. He thought he was an orphan that was rescued by the Momen elder and put under his sect.
At that time, there were only two things in his life, one was studying art, and the other was Mo Yan.
He was talented and intelligent, and he practiced diligently. His martial arts practice was advancing by leaps and bounds. But since Meng Yuan came, he could only be second. So while sympathizing with Meng Yuan, he also regarded him as his biggest opponent, working hard day and night to overcome him, and never admitting defeat.
And Mo Yan is the most beautiful existence in his heart.
The first time he saw her was in Shili Taolin in Mozhuang. She practiced swordsmanship in the peach forest, her face was red with peach blossoms, her figure was light, her clothes were fluttering in the air, and the petals of peach blossoms fell on her like rain. She was like a nine-day mysterious girl who descended to earth. His heart fell deeply at that moment.
Later he learned that she was the only precious daughter of the elder Momen. Later, he became good friends with her and Meng Yuan. After contact, her beauty and kindness made him even more ashamed, so he buried his feelings for her deeply in his heart.
He felt that as long as he could see her smiling like a flower every day, he would be satisfied.
Life was so simple and beautiful back then, and it was the best time of his life.
But one day, Wuchen found him and told him that his real surname was Yin, and he was the only bloodline of the previous royal family, and was responsible for revitalizing the Yin family. As for Meng Yuan's family, Xuanwang's mansion had a grudge against him.
The world was so ironic. In fact, he didn't want to be a descendant of the royal family at all. He just wanted to be an ordinary person, stay in the Mo family forever, and silently guard by Yan'er's side. As long as he saw Yan'er's pure smile, he felt extremely satisfied.
But since he knew his life experience, he had lost the right to choose. His life no longer belonged only to himself, but belonged to the Yin family and the Wuji religion.
He laughed self-deprecatingly.
There was a sound of fighting outside the door. The sound was getting closer and closer. If their master wanted to escape, now would be the time. If not, it would be too late.
Wuchen anxiously urged again: "Master, please leave first."
Yin Zhan waved his hands weakly, and said a little tiredly: "No need, Uncle Wuchen, let's go."
"Master!" Wuchen exclaimed: "Leave the green hills, not afraid of running out of firewood. Does the master want to cut off the incense of the Yin family?"
It was the Yin family again! Yin Zhan felt so tired. He really wanted to go back to the past, back to Momen, back to the carefree teenage years.
But they couldn't go back.
With a "bang", a huge figure flew in from outside the door and fell heavily in the center of the hall.
It was the second guardian who had been fighting.
Immediately afterwards, Wuhen and Wuxia were also beaten and retreated, from outside the hall to the inside of the hall. The two looked behind them and shouted, "Brother, quickly escort the sect master away from here."
Yin Zhan stood up and said slowly, "Meng Yuan, come out and meet me."
Yin Zhan used his internal force to utter this words, so although the voice was not heavy, it spread far. Meng Yuan was not far away, when he heard Yin Zhan's words, he embraced Zhao Ling, jumped up vertically, and flew to Wuji Hall.
When Yin Zhan saw Zhao Ling in Meng Yuan's arms, he said resentfully, "Meng Yuan, do you really like this woman so much? How can you be worthy of Yan'er by doing this?"
It was Yan'er again! Zhao Ling frowned.. This was the second time she had heard the name. What does this Yaner have to do with the two of them? Could it be Meng Yuan's ex-girlfriend?
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Inside the Promise Hall.
Yin Zhan leaned lazily on the seat and listened to the report of the battle situation of the Great Protector.
At the entrance of the Seven Halls, more than ten warships, and more than five thousand religious members, except the Baitang, all went out to meet the enemy.
However, the Xuanwang Mansion was not weak. A pioneering force of a hundred people had already made a great effort to recruit more fighters, not to mention the troops of Woyun Mountain Villa and General Wuwei, and the Suzhou Navy is a regular army.
As the battle was going fiercely, they were suffering heavy losses. With the way things were going, it seemed that they could not resist for long.
"Master, let your subordinates escort you to leave first." Wuchen bowed his head and asked for instructions.
Yin Zhan sat quietly, as if he was listening, but also seemed to have not heard a word. His mind appeared to be here but his thoughts were far off. For many nights in many years, he had been thinking of this moment.
The day had finally come.
He involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief. After that incident seven years ago, he seemed to have been waiting for this day, waiting for Meng Yuan to knock at the door.
"Where is old man Duan?" He asked lightly with thin lips parted.
"Old Duan has been staying in Hundred Herbs Hall and has never appeared." Wuchen replied.
Yin Zhan nodded. "He figured it out. That's fine. In this religion, only you and him are truly loyal to the Yin family."
Others, some were forced to join the teaching because of the control of the mind-eater, and most of them were just here to make a living.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the magnificent and spacious Wuji Hall, and suddenly felt that he had never been so alone.
Suddenly, the years of studying in Momen when he was a teenager, flashed in his mind flashed in his mind. At that time, he didn't know his background. He thought he was an orphan that was rescued by the Momen elder and put under his sect.
At that time, there were only two things in his life, one was studying art, and the other was Mo Yan.
He was talented and intelligent, and he practiced diligently. His martial arts practice was advancing by leaps and bounds. But since Meng Yuan came, he could only be second. So while sympathizing with Meng Yuan, he also regarded him as his biggest opponent, working hard day and night to overcome him, and never admitting defeat.
And Mo Yan is the most beautiful existence in his heart.
The first time he saw her was in Shili Taolin in Mozhuang. She practiced swordsmanship in the peach forest, her face was red with peach blossoms, her figure was light, her clothes were fluttering in the air, and the petals of peach blossoms fell on her like rain. She was like a nine-day mysterious girl who descended to earth. His heart fell deeply at that moment.
Later he learned that she was the only precious daughter of the elder Momen. Later, he became good friends with her and Meng Yuan. After contact, her beauty and kindness made him even more ashamed, so he buried his feelings for her deeply in his heart.
He felt that as long as he could see her smiling like a flower every day, he would be satisfied.
Life was so simple and beautiful back then, and it was the best time of his life.
But one day, Wuchen found him and told him that his real surname was Yin, and he was the only bloodline of the previous royal family, and was responsible for revitalizing the Yin family. As for Meng Yuan's family, Xuanwang's mansion had a grudge against him.
The world was so ironic. In fact, he didn't want to be a descendant of the royal family at all. He just wanted to be an ordinary person, stay in the Mo family forever, and silently guard by Yan'er's side. As long as he saw Yan'er's pure smile, he felt extremely satisfied.
But since he knew his life experience, he had lost the right to choose. His life no longer belonged only to himself, but belonged to the Yin family and the Wuji religion.
He laughed self-deprecatingly.
There was a sound of fighting outside the door. The sound was getting closer and closer. If their master wanted to escape, now would be the time. If not, it would be too late.
Wuchen anxiously urged again: "Master, please leave first."
Yin Zhan waved his hands weakly, and said a little tiredly: "No need, Uncle Wuchen, let's go."
"Master!" Wuchen exclaimed: "Leave the green hills, not afraid of running out of firewood. Does the master want to cut off the incense of the Yin family?"
It was the Yin family again! Yin Zhan felt so tired. He really wanted to go back to the past, back to Momen, back to the carefree teenage years.
But they couldn't go back.
With a "bang", a huge figure flew in from outside the door and fell heavily in the center of the hall.
It was the second guardian who had been fighting.
Immediately afterwards, Wuhen and Wuxia were also beaten and retreated, from outside the hall to the inside of the hall. The two looked behind them and shouted, "Brother, quickly escort the sect master away from here."
Yin Zhan stood up and said slowly, "Meng Yuan, come out and meet me."
Yin Zhan used his internal force to utter this words, so although the voice was not heavy, it spread far. Meng Yuan was not far away, when he heard Yin Zhan's words, he embraced Zhao Ling, jumped up vertically, and flew to Wuji Hall.
When Yin Zhan saw Zhao Ling in Meng Yuan's arms, he said resentfully, "Meng Yuan, do you really like this woman so much? How can you be worthy of Yan'er by doing this?"
It was Yan'er again! Zhao Ling frowned.. This was the second time she had heard the name. What does this Yaner have to do with the two of them? Could it be Meng Yuan's ex-girlfriend?
Inside the Promise Hall.Yin Zhan leaned lazily on the seat and listened to the report of the battle situation of the Great Protector.At the entrance of the Seven Halls, more than ten warships, and more than five thousand religious members, except the Baitang, all went out to meet the enemy. However, the Xuanwang Mansion was not weak. A pioneering force of a hundred people had already made a great effort to recruit more fighters, not to mention the troops of Woyun Mountain Villa and General Wuwei, and the Suzhou Navy is a regular army. As the battle was going fiercely, they were suffering heavy losses. With the way things were going, it seemed that they could not resist for long."Master, let your subordinates escort you to leave first." Wuchen bowed his head and asked for instructions.Yin Zhan sat quietly, as if he was listening, but also seemed to have not heard a word. His mind appeared to be here but his thoughts were far off. For many nights in many years, he had been thinking of this moment.The day had finally come.He involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief. After that incident seven years ago, he seemed to have been waiting for this day, waiting for Meng Yuan to knock at the door."Where is old man Duan?" He asked lightly with thin lips parted."Old Duan has been staying in Hundred Herbs Hall and has never appeared." Wuchen replied.Yin Zhan nodded. "He figured it out. That's fine. In this religion, only you and him are truly loyal to the Yin family."Others, some were forced to join the teaching because of the control of the mind-eater, and most of them were just here to make a living.He raised his eyes and glanced at the magnificent and spacious Wuji Hall, and suddenly felt that he had never been so alone.Suddenly, the years of studying in Momen when he was a teenager, flashed in his mind flashed in his mind. At that time, he didn't know his background. He thought he was an orphan that was rescued by the Momen elder and put under his sect.At that time, there were only two things in his life, one was studying art, and the other was Mo Yan.He was talented and intelligent, and he practiced diligently. His martial arts practice was advancing by leaps and bounds. But since Meng Yuan came, he could only be second. So while sympathizing with Meng Yuan, he also regarded him as his biggest opponent, working hard day and night to overcome him, and never admitting defeat.And Mo Yan is the most beautiful existence in his heart.The first time he saw her was in Shili Taolin in Mozhuang. She practiced swordsmanship in the peach forest, her face was red with peach blossoms, her figure was light, her clothes were fluttering in the air, and the petals of peach blossoms fell on her like rain. She was like a nine-day mysterious girl who descended to earth. His heart fell deeply at that moment.Later he learned that she was the only precious daughter of the elder Momen. Later, he became good friends with her and Meng Yuan. After contact, her beauty and kindness made him even more ashamed, so he buried his feelings for her deeply in his heart.He felt that as long as he could see her smiling like a flower every day, he would be satisfied.Life was so simple and beautiful back then, and it was the best time of his life.But one day, Wuchen found him and told him that his real surname was Yin, and he was the only bloodline of the previous royal family, and was responsible for revitalizing the Yin family. As for Meng Yuan's family, Xuanwang's mansion had a grudge against him.The world was so ironic. In fact, he didn't want to be a descendant of the royal family at all. He just wanted to be an ordinary person, stay in the Mo family forever, and silently guard by Yan'er's side. As long as he saw Yan'er's pure smile, he felt extremely satisfied.But since he knew his life experience, he had lost the right to choose. His life no longer belonged only to himself, but belonged to the Yin family and the Wuji religion.He laughed self-deprecatingly.There was a sound of fighting outside the door. The sound was getting closer and closer. If their master wanted to escape, now would be the time. If not, it would be too late. Wuchen anxiously urged again: "Master, please leave first."Yin Zhan waved his hands weakly, and said a little tiredly: "No need, Uncle Wuchen, let's go.""Master!" Wuchen exclaimed: "Leave the green hills, not afraid of running out of firewood. Does the master want to cut off the incense of the Yin family?"It was the Yin family again! Yin Zhan felt so tired. He really wanted to go back to the past, back to Momen, back to the carefree teenage years.But they couldn't go back.With a "bang", a huge figure flew in from outside the door and fell heavily in the center of the hall.It was the second guardian who had been fighting.Immediately afterwards, Wuhen and Wuxia were also beaten and retreated, from outside the hall to the inside of the hall. The two looked behind them and shouted, "Brother, quickly escort the sect master away from here."Yin Zhan stood up and said slowly, "Meng Yuan, come out and meet me."Yin Zhan used his internal force to utter this words, so although the voice was not heavy, it spread far. Meng Yuan was not far away, when he heard Yin Zhan's words, he embraced Zhao Ling, jumped up vertically, and flew to Wuji Hall.When Yin Zhan saw Zhao Ling in Meng Yuan's arms, he said resentfully, "Meng Yuan, do you really like this woman so much? How can you be worthy of Yan'er by doing this?"It was Yan'er again! Zhao Ling frowned.. This was the second time she had heard the name. What does this Yaner have to do with the two of them? Could it be Meng Yuan's ex-girlfriend?
