His Royal Highness the evildoer came to the door

Chapter 882 Let's wait for mother to come back, shall we?
"Bring them down to Baiyun Mountain, and Baiyun Mountain will have nothing to do with them from now on."

Di Shiyan spoke lightly, and then watched the disciples take Ling Xiaozi and others away without even blinking an eyelid during the whole process.

Everyone twisted their minds, and knelt on the top of the hall, not daring to show their breath, and their hearts were extremely nervous.

Keep your head low and try to reduce your sense of existence.

Of the five elders, only Ji Yun was left kneeling on the ground. The other four had already been punished, and they were all kicked out of Baiyun Mountain.

"From now on, Ji Yun will be the head of Baiyun Mountain. If you have anything to do, you can go to Ji Yun. I will go back to Wuqing Palace first."

Di Shiyan spoke softly, and after speaking, he got up and walked out of the hall, his figure gradually drifted away, and disappeared after a while.

Ji Yun knelt on the ground and didn't react for a long time. God Shiyan suddenly appointed him as the head of Baiyun Mountain, which made him so flattered that he couldn't believe his ears.

It wasn't until the disciples helped him up from the ground that he came back to his senses.

Looking at the blue sky outside the main hall, Ji Yun pursed his lips, and then a bright color flashed in his eyes.

He will definitely obey Shiyan Shangshen's words, carry forward Baiyun Mountain, fulfill his duties, and do his part well.

When Di Shiyan returned to Wuqing Hall, it was already afternoon, and the sun was shining hotly in the sky, scorching every inch of the earth.

The Palace of Heartlessness is protected by an enchantment, so you won't feel hot and dry. The sky is blue with white clouds, and birds are flying across the sky, making chirping sounds.

The breeze was blowing slowly, blowing on the face, so pleasant.

At the gate of the Palace of Ruthlessness, a small figure was waving a long sword in his hand at the moment.

The small body spun and danced quickly, and the wind was blowing sharply in his ears, and the fallen leaves on the ground spun one after another, flying up with his sword energy.

There was only a sound of "bang dang", and the stone not far away was shattered by the sword energy, fell to the ground, and fell to pieces in an instant.

Feng Qingyue was dressed in a snow-white robe, and her small body was constantly exercising. Her waterfall-like black hair was tied on her head and tied into a small bun.

A pair of eyes, bright and energetic, energetic, not feeling tired at all.

The skin is like jade, the eyebrows are picturesque, but she is very beautiful at a young age, and she exudes a noble and dusty temperament in every gesture.

A pair of crimson eyes are magnificent and full of sparkles, which are breathtaking.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and there was a faint smile on his face, and the movements in his hands became more and more handy.

"Qingyue."

Di Shiyan stepped forward and softly called Feng Qingyue.

Hearing Di Shiyan's voice, Feng Qingyue stopped what she was doing, flew forward, and then stood in front of Di Shiyan.

His eyebrows were curved, and a faint smile was immediately stained on his face.

"Master."

Withdrawing the sword, he threw himself into Di Shiyan's arms, hugged his waist and acted like a baby.

"Okay, okay, you've worked hard today, let's go in and rest."

Di Shiyan nodded, then opened his mouth and pulled Feng Qingyue out of his arms.

"When will Mother come back? Has she found Daddy?"

Feng Qingyue suddenly raised her head to look at Di Shiyan, her eyes were full of reluctance and longing.

Mother and he have been staying in the Palace of Wuqing, why did they leave without saying goodbye, leaving him here, and went to find dad by themselves?
He is already seven years old, has never seen his father, and does not know why his father abandoned him and his mother and is not by their side.

"Qingyue is good, mother will be back soon. Let's wait for mother to come back in Wuqing Palace, shall we?"

Di Shiyan spoke softly, and raised her hand to touch Feng Qingyue's cheek, comforting him.

(End of this chapter)