In fact, Han Xu did not lock himself in a small dark room and howled and cried at the portrait of his mother as King Wei thought.

He just looked at the portrait quietly, leaving a few silent tears.

The habits developed over the years of life have made Han Xu very good at it and used to burying his emotions in his heart and not easily reveal them, even if he is the only one at this moment.

In front of the portrait of his mother, Han Xu let his thoughts fly. He had thought about what his mother would look like countless times in his mind, but when he saw the person in the painting, he realized that his imagination was all wrong.

"Mom." Han Xu lowered his voice and said, "Boy, I'm here to see you."

After saying that, Han Xu couldn't help but reach out, and when his fingertips touched the portrait, something magical happened.

I saw a soft light suddenly lit up on the portrait, as if something was leaping out of the paper.

Han Xu felt something and slowly turned around and saw a young woman standing behind him, looking at him tenderly.

This woman is clearly the person in the painting.

"Mom, is it you?" Han Xu felt that he could no longer tell whether what was happening in front of him was real or just his hallucination. If it was just an hallucination, he hoped that it would last longer.

"You are my child, my Xu'er." When the woman opened her mouth, her voice was as crisp and beautiful as a yellow oriole.

"It's true!" Even though Han Xu was already a master of unity between man and nature, and even though Han Xu's nature had been tempered with great tenacity, at this moment, he could no longer help but feel excited.

"My baby!" The woman floated over and wanted to hold Han Xu in her arms, but she passed through Han Xu's body.

"Mother!"

"Seeing you, I almost forgot that I am just an energy body." Mu Yao said, "Child, I am just a consciousness left in the portrait. It was Wei Zhan who kept a wisp of my soul from the vast world at the cost of his fifty years of cultivation eighteen years ago."

"Uncle Wei?"

"The most sorry person in my mother's life is you and the other is him. In fact, I have heard what he said to me over the years, but I just didn't let him know my existence." Mu Yao said, "Xu'er, you have to be better to Wei Zhan in the future."

"Boy knows."

"Xu'er, come, let your mother have a good look." Mu Yao floated in front of Han Xu and looked at Han Xu deeply, as if she wanted to carve his appearance into her bones.

"Xu'er, tell your story to your mother."

Han Xu nodded and told Mu Yao about all the big and small things he had experienced over the years. There was only the system of things, because Han Xu didn't know how to explain this thing that did not belong to this world.

Mu Yao kept listening, her expression was sometimes nervous and sometimes relieved.

"Luo Ling?" Mu Yao said in surprise when he heard Han Xu talk about Han Luoling, "Didn't Han Li tell you that Luo Ling is not your real sister?"

"What?" Han Xu stood up and said, "Mom, what did you just say?"

"Luo Ling is not your real sister. She was a baby that Han Li picked up by the roadside while attacking the alien race. Seeing that she had the potential to practice, she took it back to the mansion."

"I didn't expect that Han Li would marry Luo Ling to Emperor Wu." Mu Yao suddenly said to Han Xu, "Xu'er, although Han Li is your father, this person is too scheming. You must be careful not to be used by him."

When Han Xu heard Mu Yao's comment on Han Li, he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

"Xu'er, I was young and it was my first time traveling around the world. That's why I saw Han Li. Unfortunately, these truths were only seen through after my death." Mu Yao's words were full of helplessness and regrets. I guess many things must have happened back then.

If she had chosen King Wei back then, maybe everything would be different from now.

"I remember." Han Xu said, and his sense of view of Han Li was reduced a lot.

"Xu'er, my energy body is supported by the remnant soul, and it cannot appear for too long every time, so I have to go back to the painting."

"Mom, why don't you meet Uncle Wei."

"Let him come in."

Han Xu nodded and walked out quickly. Outside the door, the King of Wei, the iron-like man, had tears in his eyes. Obviously, he knew what was happening in the room.

"Uncle Wei, my mother wants to see you."

"Junior sister." King Wei's mind was blank and he couldn't wait to stumble into the study. Han Xu shook his head and did not stay here.

When he left, he was thinking about one thing except Mu Yao.

Han Luoling is not his own sister and has no blood relationship with him.

After a long time, King Wei came out of the study. He looked at the blue sky above his head. The knot of his heart seemed to be untied for many years. At the same time, he became more determined to make the decision in his heart.

After washing his red and swollen eyes, King Wei walked towards Han Xu's room.

When he saw Han Xu, the King of Wei did not mention Mu Yao, but said, "Han Xu, Uncle Wei advised you again, don't go back to the royal city. You are now said to be a person who responds to the disaster. I don't know how many people in the royal city want to target you.

Besides, you are still young and don’t know the emperor’s heart at all, which is the most difficult thing to guess in this world.”

"Although I can destroy the Witch God Sect to justify you, no one can tell what the Emperor Wu thought, but once he doubts you in his heart, even a little bit, it will bring you unimaginable danger."

Only then did Han Xu understand that the reason why King Wei did not hesitate to wipe out the Witch God Sect was just to prevent Emperor Wu from doubting him. Although Han Xu didn't know how much the Witch God Sect had, just because of the deep roots of the Witch God Sect in the southern border, the King Wei would definitely pay a huge price to uproot it.

This price is not necessarily the soldiers of the Vermillion Bird Army or other visible and tangible things, but the hearts of the people in the southern border.

After living in the Wei Mansion, Han Xu realized that the King of Wei once wrote to Emperor Wu that there were many people in the Vermillion Bird Army who believed in the Witch God Cult and that the reason for hoping that the court would send people to help was simply a cover, a cover for being able to see Han Xu reasonably.

The soldiers in the Zhuque army have always been loyal to the King of Wei. As long as the King of Wei gives the order, they will siege the Witch God Sect.

But the hearts of the people in the southern region may cost a lot of money to take them back little by little.

"Uncle Wei, thank you for everything you did for me and my mother." Han Xu sincerely thanked that what King Wei did indeed allow Han Xu to experience the care from his elders. He is not a father and a son, but better than a father and son.

Han Xu bowed and said, "Uncle Wei, I have to go back to the royal city. Don't worry, I can protect myself."

"I know you have the protection of the white-clothed sword demon and the Buddhist master. However, there are no masters of the crouching tiger, hidden dragon in the royal city, especially the royal family, and there are masters of the same strength as them. Moreover, the Martial Emperor himself is the strongest person in the world."

"I know, but there are people I care about in the royal city. If I don't go back, I will confirm the statement of the person who is in charge of the disaster. Someone will definitely use this to deal with her." Han Xu didn't know if he should continue to call Han Luoling's sister, but from the bottom of his heart, he was unwilling to continue to call her sister.

"Since you have decided, Uncle Wei supports you." King Wei said: "But before leaving, I will arrange for you to do something."

"Uncle Wei just told me."

"I will hand over the Suzaku army to you, and you will lead the army to wipe out the Witch God Cult."
Chapter completed!