The author travels through the revenge war

"Wow."

The snow-white feathers blinded his eyes under the sunlight.

Yang Baoqiu appreciated the scene of the black bird turning into a white bird in an instant, and stared at its intact wings that had been pierced and sighed: "I'm really good. I'll heal the wound made by the person who looks very good." alright."

Bai Yun rolled his eyes: "That's because he didn't try his best, okay. The wooden bow used by beginners and an ordinary arrow, even the special ability is only used for acceleration, and the arrow even hit the wings."

"It sounds like you are really weak." Yang Baoqiu despised him.

"It's not that I'm weak, but that he's too strong." Bai Yun shook his wings and tried to fly, "With his abilities and talents, he might be able to rival my master in a short time."

Yang Baoqiu was stunned. In this world, the fifth-level ability is already quite high. The owner of this bird must not be too weak. There are only a few monsters standing at the top of the world. One of them, the man just now can compete with them, could it be that he is not a simple passerby?Is it a character who has a chance to appear?Maybe it will be one of many small attacks!

In fact, he was not very impressed with that person.After a quick glance, he knew that his clothes were purple and his weapons were bows and arrows.Just thought about asking in detail.Bai Yun stretched out his foot in front of him, interrupting his train of thought.

"This is what my master asked me to give to someone who is destined. Since you saved me, I will give you a chance. If you answer the question, it will be considered your chance."

Another chance?Yang Baoqiu took out a piece of paper from the letter box tied to his feet, slowly unfolded it, and saw a line written on it——

Killing countless people in his life, destroying the way of heaven?Can't be tolerated?

What an idiotic question... How about killing a few more people soon, and expecting to destroy the balance of heaven?If this is the case, the world war may not necessarily destroy the earth.

The author who has read many fantasy and cultivation articles really thinks this is nothing.

So, he looked at Baiyun's ink-soaked writing brush from nowhere and fell silent.

Under Bai Yun's urging eyes, he took the pen, sift through the many educated answers he had read in his mind before, and finally chose a concise but profound and incomprehensible answer to write down.

- There is always light to balance darkness.

What a high-end and elegant answer.

He glanced at the neat and elegant font on the paper with satisfaction, re-rolled it and stuffed it in for Bai Yun.

"Okay. Bring it back to your master."

After such a long time, it was time for Yang Xuantian to come and look for him.This little bird can't even beat Le Tian, ​​let alone Yang Xuantian.I am a person who wants to do business, but I can't ruin things because of this bird.

"If the master likes your answer, I will give you good news." Bai Yun seemed to know that he couldn't stay here any longer, so he flapped his wings and flew away into the distance.

Yang Baoqiu looked thoughtfully at the direction Baiyun was flying to, naturally he didn't take what it said to heart.Some good luck or something, this kind of task that has never been written in the book, even if it is completed, there will not be much good rewards.The most likely thing is to lose the audio from now on.

Compared to this, he cared more about the person who was suspected of being an important character...

Is it possible...

Yang Baoqiu opened his eyes wide in shock—is it him? !

Dressed in purple clothes, armed with bows and arrows... one of the three most difficult to deal with from the beginning.A small attack with a force value that broke the table when it came out...

No no no, impossible.Although he is about the same age, this person uses a bow and arrow, that person's weapon should be a crossbow, and now he should stay in the winged tiger country and practice martial arts, so how could he appear in the Canglong country.

However, if it wasn't him, who would it be?Is it really just a small character who comes out to play soy sauce, or is it some hidden boss that even the author doesn't know about?

"What are you thinking?" I didn't feel that my clenched fist was wrapped.

Yang Baoqiu was only slightly surprised, and then entered the state, hesitating and softly calling out—"Father?"

"Huh?" Yang Xuantian hugged him a little funny, and looked into his eyes.

Turning his head, a voice that pretended to be indifferent but couldn't hide his joy sounded muffled.

"Isn't Father very busy?"

"No matter how busy you are, you can't make the emperor feel lonely." Yang Xuantian said dotingly.

Yang Baoqiu still turned his head away and said: "Then what does the emperor want?"

Yang Xuantian pretended to think for a while, and then said slowly: "How about, the emperor will accompany me to correct the memorial."

Yang Baoqiu looked at him suddenly, with shock, joy, and disbelief in his eyes, but he covered them up for a moment.Still half-refusing, he said, "It's not proper."

Yang Xuantian, who caught the emotion in his eyes at that moment, looked at his son's beautiful side face, put his mouth next to his ear and said softly: "If I say yes, then it will be fine."

The breath in the ears was very warm, and the skin touched by the breath was still a little itchy.Yang Baoqiu shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Yang Xuantian smiled, hugged him, turned around and walked towards the Sky Palace.

Sky Palace is the place where Lord Canglong handles government affairs.Yang Baoqiu was placed on the chair next to him by Yang Xuantian, so he could just see the words on the memorial he was reviewing.

Yang Xuantian did as he said, reviewing the memorial peacefully, even if Yang Baoqiu kept looking at the memorial, he let him read it as if he didn't care.

There is no imaginary torture, malicious molesting, nothing... Since the beginning of this scene, Yang Baoqiu has always dealt with himself as a hunter, and he can respond freely even to things beyond imagination.But it never occurred to him that in less than a day, Yang Xuantian could even let him watch while correcting the memorial.

He squinted his eyes and lay down on the table as if he was going to sleep.Children should be lethargic, and Yang Xuantian didn't feel anything wrong.Covered him with the cloak on the side.

"Father...I want to learn martial arts..." His waxy voice was as soft as a kitten.

Yang Xuantian smiled lightly: "Okay."