It took not long before the crown prince woke up slowly.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked left and right, and found himself lying on a bed, and his father, Jing'an Wang Li Sheng, who was usually mysterious, sat in front of his bed and looked at him quietly.

When Li Yun woke up a little, he suddenly saw a piece of sword tip hovering three inches between his eyebrows and was rotating slowly.

He was scared to death, and after screaming, he quickly looked left and right, only to find that his father's eyes were not on his head, but on the cut-off sword on his head.

Li Yun's eyes were rolling straight, but he was lying on the ground and did not dare to move.

"Dad..."

Only then did Li Sheng take his gaze back from the broken sword, then looked down at Li Yun, with a complicated expression.

"You just get up, it won't hurt you."

Li Yun sat up from the bed with suspicion, and saw the cut-off sword moving forward a little with his movements, still hanging two or three inches before his eyebrows, with the tip of the sword facing the ground.

It was not until this time that Li Yun had time to carefully look at the cut-off sword. He saw that the tip of the sword was black all over, and scars could be vaguely seen on the sword body.

The most eye-catching thing is that the tip of the sword is stained with a little blood. What is strange is that the blood is not red, but light golden.

Li Yun looked at the tip of the sword in surprise, then turned to look at Li Sheng.

"Dad, you... do you know what this is?"

"I have no idea."

Li Sheng shook his head, and his tone was a little helpless: "But you can guess some of it."

As he said that, the vassal king who was in charge of Qingzhou stood up, walked to Li Yun, and gently stroked Li Yun's palm with his fingers, immediately slashing a bloody mouth.

He waved his hand gently, and a drop of red blood slowly flew from Li Yun's palm to the broken sword in the air.

The drop of blood slowly flew over the broken sword, and then merged with the golden blood on the broken sword, and soon there was no distinction between them.

Li Sheng then turned his head to look at his son.

"It seems that I'm not wrong. This is indeed the sword of the elder in your family."

Li Yun was stunned for a moment, and then heard something was wrong in Li Sheng's words.

He pointed to his nose and asked, "So, I'm not your biological child..."

"Of course."

King Jing'an gave Li Yun a blank look.

"Your younger brothers and sisters either practice or practice martial arts. You alone can't learn anything. Haven't you ever doubted..."

"Suspect is doubt..."

His Highness the Crown Prince smiled bitterly.

"It's just that I thought about it later. If I were not your biological son, you wouldn't have made me the prince..."

"Silly son..."

Li Sheng stroked the wound on Li Yun's hand with his hand, and the wound suddenly became scabbed. He patted the latter's hand and said softly: "Since you came to our house, your father has treated you as his own son. Besides, your elder has been kind to our family, so it is natural that this palace is passed on to you."

Speaking of this, King Jing'an sighed slightly.

"Originally, when your elder entrusted you to me, he wanted to be an ordinary person for the rest of his life, because of this, I have not forced you to practice in my father over the years, let alone practice martial arts."

"For my father, I will pass this throne to you in the future so that you can live your life steadily. In order to ensure that you can hold this position, I also found a fiancée for you who can suppress Qingzhou. I never thought that there would be such a change today..."

Li Yun stretched out his finger and pointed to the broken sword that was still hovering in the air, and asked carefully: "Is this the incident my father said?"

Li Sheng nodded.

He looked at the cutter sword with a complicated expression, and his voice was low: "When the cutter sword was found yesterday, you should have seen some strange phenomena?"

"yes…"

Li Yun tried hard to recall his memory yesterday and said slowly: "It seems that a large ball of purple air penetrated into my eyebrows..."

"That should be your luck."

Li Sheng looked up at the broken sword, his voice a little hoarse: "At this time, if it were not for the broken sword to suppress it, even those who had just entered the Taoist practice can see the purple aura that was almost overflowing from your heavenly spirit."

“Lucky…”

After all, Li Yun had never practiced and could not understand it. He scratched his head: "Dad, what is luck?"

"Simply put, you will have good luck after you."

Li Sheng sat down again and looked at Li Yun quietly.

"Your original family fortune was at its peak, and it was time to prosper, but a great figure in the world of cultivation, in order to establish a religion, instantly knocked the Li family to ashes, and only you and your elder escaped."

"Later, your elder entrusted you to me and took away your luck with secret methods."

Prince Jing'an said this, his expression was a little complicated: "He gathered great luck on his body, intending to climb to a higher level and take revenge on the great figure in the world of cultivation, but..."

Li Sheng looked at the cut-off sword and sighed a long time.

"But now this cutoff sword brings the luck of your Li family to find you, which means that your elder must have already..."

"Dead."

Hearing this, Li Yun scratched his head, looked at the cut-off sword carefully, and blinked his eyes.

"Dad, then why is my elder, golden blood?"

"When the body reaches its extreme, gold blood will be produced."

Li Sheng explained patiently.

His Royal Highness reached out and rubbed his brows, and then got up from the bed, moved his muscles and bones, looked up at the sword on his head, and smiled bitterly: "Dad, how to deal with this thing? You can't let it float on my head every day and follow me?"

"For your father, I have asked someone to build a sword box for you."

Prince Jing'an sighed slightly and said, "After tomorrow the sword box is ready, you put it in the sword box and carry it on your back every day, otherwise your great luck will soar into the sky and the whole Qingzhou can see clearly."

Speaking of this, Li Sheng's expression became serious: "Once your luck is leaked, your enemies will definitely come to Qingzhou to kill you!"

"Kill me?"

Li Yun was a little confused: "According to what you said, those people killed so many people in our family, it should be because I went to seek revenge on them. I haven't gone to find them yet, why do they come to kill me?"

"Cause and effect."

Prince Jing'an sighed and said, "You are the last person left in this cause and effect. If you kill you, the cause and effect will be settled."

As he said that, he reached out and patted Li Yun on the shoulder, his voice low.

"There is, the celestial phenomena in Qingzhou changed drastically yesterday. Those people on the mountain who were high above could probably calculate something. They may send someone to find you. Tomorrow morning, Yun'er, you will leave Qingzhou and travel outside for a few years."

His Royal Highness said with a bitter face: "In a short time, it will be Ling Yue's birthday. After her birthday, she will go out to learn Taoism. I promised her to stay at home to celebrate her birthday. Besides, where can my son go after leaving Qingzhou?"

"Go to your fiancée."

Li Sheng seemed to have already thought about the arrangement in advance and said without thinking: "According to the engagement, you two should get married in two years. You should leave Qingzhou at this time and wait for about half a year to arrive in Xiangzhou. You will live there for a year and a half, and then return to Qingzhou after getting married in Xiangzhou."

"At that time, the limelight here will almost pass."

fiancée……

His Highness the Crown Prince smiled bitterly, remembering the fiancée whom he had only met twice.

Xiangzhou, the daughter of the Lord of Lie Shen Valley...
Chapter completed!