"Hahaha, I have something to do, so I won't disturb you chatting with you. Come back and see you." Yin Changsheng's tone was stiff. He didn't beat him to death when he saw him. He was really lucky.

"Do you think my father can resurrect the dead?" Wu Quan did not care about Yin Changsheng leaving like a thief, but instead looked at the grave with a deep face.

When Yin Changsheng heard Wu Quan's words, he couldn't help but pause. He felt that the other party was not going to kill him.

"I think...why do you better ask, father and son have no overnight revenge." Yin Changsheng pondered for a moment, but he didn't know if the other party could be resurrected.

Wu Quan shook his head, feeling lonely on his face: "Even if he can, he probably won't agree."

Good guy, listening to his tone, he saw that he had a story. If Yin Changsheng didn’t bring out the bottle of wine, he would be embarrassed to continue listening to the gossip.

"Come on, taste the taste, I have wine, you can continue." Yin Changsheng felt that if he ran away at this time, he might be beaten to death by the other party in anger.

Wu Quan saw Yin Changsheng and thought the other party would run away.

He took the wine handed over by Yin Changsheng, and after smelling it, he poured it into his mouth. For others, it might be good wine, but for Wu Quan, the wine is really average.

"Five hundred years ago, I..."

"Wait, have you used your time unit in the wrong way? It's just five hundred years ago, five years ago." Yin Changsheng hurriedly corrected it, and it was all up to Sun Wukong's sentence.

"I am 632 years old this year, and it is normal for five hundred years ago." Wu Quan said calmly.

Yin Changsheng heard about this period of time and his hair was standing up. What's wrong with your life span? Look at you, it seems like you are only thirty years old.

Wu Quan is 632 years old. How long has Emperor Xia lived?

Is it seven hundred and thirty-two? It just happened to be founded.

"Okay, okay, you continue." Yin Changsheng felt that this world seemed a bit too terrifying. If this life span was in the world he had traveled through before, it would probably be that the people in the village would not have lived for a long time.

Wu Quan continued to speak.

The story is very bloody, it is nothing more than the story of him sending his wife away after living too long.

"So you're having a quarrel with your father?" Yin Changsheng understood. It's not that everyone in this world has lived for so long, but his family has lived for a long time.

"It's obvious that he can save her, but why do you watch her grow old so coldly, and finally..."

Yin Changsheng looked at Wu Quan and felt that he knew too much. Although this matter was very bloody, he still felt something was wrong.

"You are not your biological child, right? It's not right. You are not your biological child, you have disappeared with your wife for a long time. You can't live so bleak. That's not right. Why did your mother live so long?" Yin Changsheng suddenly discovered something, that is, why is the Queen, the foreign bloodline, not dead yet?

Judging from the side mission, the queen must be the biological mother of these three princes, otherwise it would be impossible to use the deep love as the mission name.

"In other words, it was indeed Emperor Xia who saw your wife missing."

After analyzing this blind Jill, Yin Changsheng understood that it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Wu Quan did not answer, nor did he know what he was thinking.

"Maybe, it's been five hundred years." Wu Quan seemed to have let go of some kind of knot: "I advise you to leave Kyoto before February 2, which can be regarded as a fate that we met by chance."

Wu Quan finally reminded Yin Changsheng that he probably thought Yin Changsheng was still a good person, although a good person would not dress up like this.

But Yin Changsheng left it behind. If he could leave, he would have run away long ago.

Seeing Wu Quan leave, Yin Changsheng stared at the grave, and always felt something was wrong with the grave.

When the figure of Wu Quan disappeared, Yin Changsheng woke up like a dream.

"This thing is not an empty grave, right?"

Judging from Emperor Xia's inappropriate and stupidity, it seems that it is really possible.

Such parents are likely to be the kind of parents who have children if they don’t use them to play with them.

"If the second prince had the right to be in the hands of Emperor Xia, would the remaining two sessions have similar handles?"

Otherwise, the other party will be as stable as an old dog?

And it is most likely that the kind of handle that can directly defeat people like a demon.

Think about it, if the second prince's wife, who had been dead for five hundred years, was at the hands of Emperor Xia, and if the usurpation of the throne successfully led to his wife's death again, judging from the way he had already let go, it was probably possible that this wave of blow could collapse directly.

Of course, these are Yin Changsheng's guesses. Although it is possible to confirm by digging the grave, if you really want to dig it out, you will be with Wu Quan until you die.

"So, what's the point of love or love?" Yin Changsheng left muttered.

This time I left the palace very smoothly, although I entered through the north gate and the east gate.

"I will never come in again next time." Yin Changsheng has no good feelings for the palace now. If he hadn't met Wu Quan, he wouldn't know how long he would have to go around.

Although his impression of Wu Quan changed a little, he was not at all alert. The other party looked like he had let go, but he felt more like he was ashamed.
Chapter completed!