After coming out of Liu Wei's room, Wu Yong was still immersed in the shock of the power of the Tongbao Alliance. At the same time, he was also feeling bleeding in his heart for what Zi Ning lost!

There is no doubt that the Tongbao Alliance has so many masters, all thanks to the mysterious energy of the Zitong Treasure. It is the mysterious energy that keeps them upgrading, far exceeding the highest level of warriors of other forces.

But the Zitong Treasure is the thing of the ancient powerful Purple Eye Dragon King, and Qiu Zining is the reincarnated spiritual child of the Purple Eye Dragon King. The entire treasure should be inherited by Zining! But it is cheaper to the Tongbao Alliance! They have occupied Zitong Mountain for more than 30,000. Generations of alliance masters have to consume a lot of energy from Zitong Treasure! That should have been the energy inherited by Zining!

"Mr. Wu! Master Wu——"

Wu Yong looked back and saw an old woman with dull eyes and gray hair running over.

"Mr. Wu, Miss asked me to stay here, afraid that you won't find her!"

Wu Yong suddenly realized that this old woman should have been sent by Han Xueqian, but Han Xueqian has such a silly old lady who looks like she looks silly as a servant!

Wu Yong had no choice but to say, "Okay, lead the way!"

To be honest, Wu Yong really wants to hear what Han Xueqian wants to say. The mystery that Han Xueqian fought when she left did indeed arouse Wu Yong's interest.

The old woman did not bring Wu Yong to Han Xueqian's room, but came to a large garden. The garden covers a very large area, probably taking up more than half of the palace. There is only one kind of flower planted inside, with blue petals and red stamens. Each flower is surrounded by rich water elements, which can be easily sensed by Wu Yong, a low-level warrior who is at the sixth level of the general level.

A large open space was surrounded by a group of flowers, and a pavilion was built in the open space, where Han Xueqian was sitting and slowly tasting tea.

Wu Yong suddenly discovered that Han Xueqian, who was elegantly tasting tea, had an indescribable tranquility, like a beautiful painting, which made people feel indescribable comfort. Any disturbance seemed to fill in some of the failures in this painting.

"Since you're here, come in!" Han Xueqian said in a clear voice.

In one sentence, the beauty of the "painting scroll" was immediately broken. Although Han Xueqian's voice was clear and beautiful, the resentment and sorrow in it could cover up any beautiful thing.

"Beautiful boss, what's the matter with me?" Wu Yong walked into the pavilion with a smile. Without waiting for Han Xueqian to greet him, he poured a cup of tea outside and started to taste it gently.

"Beautiful boss... I thought you forgot this title! Now you also call Liu Wei the boss, you have a lot of bosses!"

Wu Yong was not embarrassed either. He laughed and said, "Beautiful boss, no matter how many bosses I have, you are the only one of the beautiful bosses! You are my first boss, and you are definitely the one that imprints the most in my heart!"

Han Xueqian shook her head, unable to see her happiness and anger, and said softly, "Wu Yong, do you know why I called you this time?"

"I don't know." Wu Yong answered honestly.

Han Xueqian stood up, stretched out her jade hand, cut off a small flower with a spiritual blade, and took it from the air. She took it under her nose and sniffed it gently, and said, "Do you know what kind of flower this is?"

"have no idea."

"Shui Ling Flame Potato Flower! A very contradictory plant that can absorb a large number of water-based elements around it. The stamens blooming are as bright as flames."

"Well, it's not bad! It's quite beautiful!" Wu Yong responded.

Han Xueqian turned around and looked at Wu Yong deeply, "Do you understand why this kind of flowers are planted here in large quantities?"

"Of course it's for floating..." Wu Yong suddenly stopped talking and felt aroused, "Shui Ling Flame Flower? It can absorb a large number of water elements around it... Why is this pavilion so dry? It gives me the feeling that there are not much more water elements in this pavilion than the Yellow Corpse Desert!"

Han Xueqian smiled sweetly, "A large number of water-based elements have been absorbed into the water spirit flame flower, and the flowerless area will naturally become drought!"

"Are you guarding against your father?" Wu Yong suddenly realized.

"My father? Are you talking about Han Tianci? Please don't put the word 'father' in front of me, he is not worthy!" Han Xueqian said expressionlessly, as if she was stating something completely unrelated to her, "But you are very smart, you guessed it right! I just wanted to prevent Han Tianci's 'Shui Ling Tianxia' from detecting my behavior. Only here is my own independent little world!"

Wu Yong frowned, "Han Cheng... Han Tianci allows you to do this?"

"Ha! He put all his energy on Liu Wei, so he didn't have the energy to care about me! If it were other people within the Hanyin City's sphere of influence, they would naturally not be allowed to plant large quantities of water spirit flame flowers. But my mother and I were right next to the city lord's mansion, just under his nose, Han Tianci wouldn't look at us more!"

"your mother?"

"These flowers were originally planted by my mother. She hoped to attract Han Tianci's attention with these flowers, even if it was punished... Unfortunately, Han Tianci believed that he could control everything in Hanyin City, and that he could completely control my mother, and he ignored these flowers at all." When talking about his mother, Han Xueqian regained the tone that humans should have, with sadness in her tone.

Wu Yong opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he could only say nonsense, "You can raise such beautiful flowers and give birth to such beautiful women. Your mother must be a peerless beauty!"

"My mother...you've seen it!"

"I've seen it?" Wu Yong was stunned, "When did I see it?"

"Just just now!"

"Ah? Just now? I just saw a stupid old lady... that old lady? She is your mother?" Wu Yong was shocked. Even if he was beaten to death, he couldn't connect Han Xueqian with that stupid old lady.

"It's amazing! Everyone who knows this will be surprised! However, there are definitely no more than ten people who know this now! And you are one of them!"

"How could she... the old lady become like this?" Wu Yong asked frowned. The old woman just now seemed almost dead. She couldn't imagine that she was the wife of the Lord of Hanyin City! Even if she was not a martial arts master, she would be considered the first lady of Hanyin City! No matter what, there should be many servants serving her! Why did she look like she is now? And the dullness revealed in her eyes was definitely not like pretending - she didn't need to pretend!

"This is thanks to Han Tianci!" Han Xueqian said gritting her teeth.

"Han Tianci... Is the old lady mentally stimulated because of Han Tianci and Liu Wei?" Wu Yong asked cleverly.

"I don't know what my mother has experienced! I only know that since I can remember, every time my mother goes out at night,

I would be a little haggard when I came back. It was not until I was fifteen years old that I had achieved some success in the divine power of the Heavenly Eyes and had obtained a bonus of the King’s Dead Soul, and I realized that my mother’s essence, energy, spirit, and soul were all weaker! Every time I went out at night, I would become a little weaker!"

"What did she do tonight?" Wu Yong said in confusion.

Han Xueqian's face turned a little red and angry, "I'll go to Han Tianci's bedroom! And Liu Wei will also enter Han Tianci's bedroom at the same time!"

Ah... What a complicated relationship! Wu Yong suddenly remembered that when he first came to Hanyin City with Zhu Mingxin, Wu Yong had escaped to explore the city lord's mansion. At that time, he realized that not only Han Tianci and Liu Wei had an abnormal relationship, but it seemed that Mrs. Han was involved! In particular, he also discovered a hidden tailoring room in the city lord's mansion, which contained various "interesting" clothes!

Wu Yong looked at the direction where the old lady left just now and recalled her appearance in his mind. With this image, will Han Tianci and Liu Wei still "play" with her? The taste is too heavy!

"Has this been going on for a long time for the old lady?"

"No!" Han Xueqian said, "Before Liu Wei and I got married, my mother was normal; but after I got married, my mother became weaker and more powerful! Especially in the past two months, she seemed to have exhausted her energy, and even her soul... Now, my mother doesn't even recognize me, and she will only be timid and treat herself as a servant, refuses anyone's service, but must take care of me! No matter how I teach her, she will not be able to recover her previous memory."

Wu Yong sighed. His biological mother became like this. The murderer seemed to be his biological father and his husband. It was not easy for Han Xueqian to do so!

"Now you know, why I hate Han Tianci and Liu Wei so much! They turned my mother into this, from a peerless beauty to an old woman with amnesia! I wish I could kill them!"

Han Xueqian took out a scroll and spread it out carefully, "This is what my mother really looks like! It was the portrait that Han Tianci personally painted for my mother when he was pursuing my mother!"

As the scroll unfolds, a pure and cute 17-year-old girl came into view. Her appearance was comparable to Han Xueqian, and her temperament was slightly worse!

Wu Yong stood up in a flash and shouted, "Is this your mother?"

"How is it? You're shocked! Han Tianci has destroyed such a beautiful and charming woman into this appearance. Don't you think he should kill him!" Han Xueqian's voice had already begun to use soul techniques, trying to influence Wu Yong's soul.

Wu Yong had no intention of playing games with Han Xueqian anymore. Now he was in a mess and looked at the scroll steadily without blinking for a long time.

I saw that the person painted in this scroll was clearly Lan Ruoxin!

"Is your mother called Lan Ruoxin?" Wu Yong raised his head and stared at Han Xueqian and asked.

Han Xueqian was wondering that Wu Yong was not affected by her soul technique. After hearing Wu Yong's question, she subconsciously said, "My mother's name is Xue Hongfei!"

Not named Lan Ruoxin... It's right! The name is just a code name, who wouldn't just give a pseudonym casually! But... although the appearance is similar, will it be the same person?
Chapter completed!