The Most Powerful BOSS In the Heavens

  Chapter 469 Father and Son Meet

   "Finally stepped into Wuwenhou Mansion again..." Hong Yi ignored the two soldiers who collapsed in front of the gate, and directly stepped into Wuwenhou Mansion.

  The moment he stepped into the Marquis of Wuwen's mansion again, even with his heart that was so strong that he had been robbed five times, he was still full of emotions.

   Waves of thoughts rose up like a tide. Although he couldn't shake himself, he really felt the taste of elation.

  Especially when he entered the main garden of the Hou's Mansion, many eyes looked at him, some of whom looked at him with reverence, as if looking at the emperor's sages, which made him feel an inexplicable emotion.

   Back then, when he stepped out of Marquis Wu Wen's mansion, he was still a small person.

   Today, he is already a famous sage, Yasheng. He has even created the first draft of the Book of Changes, and will create a school in the future to become a great sage like the hundred sages in the middle ages.

   Moreover, his martial arts and Taoism are even more unfathomable, and he is one of the top powerhouses in the world today.

  Even the ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the previous dynasty, a giant who had six times of thunder disasters, and the protagonist of the previous dynasty, was suppressed and killed by him, Hong Yi.

   As soon as a tide of thinking surged up, it filled his soul and made his thoughts clear.

   But then he was controlled, and Hong Yi became extremely calm. He walked with his clothes like the wind, completely attracting everyone's attention.

In Marquis Wuwen's mansion, there are hundreds of veterans who are fully armed, wearing iron armor, equipped with excellent swords, and have high martial arts skills... But these veterans are now suppressed by a vast momentum that seems to fill the world, and they all collapse on the ground , there was no thought of being an enemy of Hong Yi at all, and he allowed Hong Yi to walk into the depths of the Hou Mansion step by step.

  Even those veterans of many battles could not stop Hong Yi, let alone the other servants and the Hong family's children.

  At this moment, Hong Yi felt as if he had entered a land of no one in Wu Wenhou's mansion.

   "Hong... Hong Yi, the Hou's Mansion has returned, how dare you enter the Hou's Mansion?"

Mrs. Zhao, Hong Xi, and Hong Kang, who had just woken up, saw Hong Yi walking into the Hou's mansion unscrupulously, their faces turned livid in an instant, and they all stared at Hong Yi fiercely, as if they were going to swallow Hong Yi alive generally.

   "Are you going to stop me?"

  Hong Yi looked at Mrs. Zhao and the three calmly.

   When the three of Mrs. Zhao came into contact with Hong Yi's calm eyes, they suddenly seemed to see an indomitable, huge and boundless supreme god.

  The supreme **** is too terrifying, his body is so huge that it seems to fill the whole world, and even the world seems to be unable to accommodate him, being squeezed so that endless cracks appear.

  The majestic, overwhelming aura emanating from the supreme **** struck the minds of Mrs. Zhao and the three of them, almost suffocating them.

  The three of Mrs. Zhao were all pale and collapsed on the ground.

Hong Yi calmly glanced at the three of Mrs. Zhao who had collapsed, and then walked towards the study of the Hou Mansion - he sensed that there was a majestic blood like the scorching sun. There is no doubt that in the Hou Mansion The only one who can be so majestic is his father.

   "Hong...Hong Yi, Master Hou will not let you go!"

  The three of Mrs. Zhao collapsed on the ground, looked at Hong Yi's back, and said almost struggling, but deep fear appeared on their faces.

  They never imagined that this **** who was almost transparent and had no sense of existence in the Hou's mansion back then would be so terrifying today.

   Even, they couldn't have the courage to fight in their hearts.

Hong Yi walked step by step in the Hou's mansion, no one dared to stop him, he was getting closer to the study room, and the closer he was to the study room, the more violent the thoughts in his heart would be, as if there was a turmoil in his heart roaring.

   "Hong Xuanji, today, here... I will completely suppress you, abolish your martial arts, make you admit your mistakes, make you repent to your mother, and make you kneel down in front of your mother's grave to admit your mistakes!"

Hong Yi's heart was ups and downs, like a huge wave roaring, the resentment and hatred accumulated in his heart for more than ten years seemed to be vented through every pore of his body, turning into an invisible aura, making his aura even more majestic and vast, like flooding the world endless ocean.

  The study is here.

  The door of the study, under the influence of Hong Yi's terrifying aura, directly and silently turned into powder.

  Hong Yi, one step, step into the study!

   Shua!

  With a glance, he saw a majestic figure with snow-white temples, with his eyes behind his back, looking at a pair of calligraphy and painting on the wall. The chief steward of Marquis Wu Wen's mansion, Mr. Wu, bowed his body slightly, and waited beside the majestic figure, as if he was always at his beck and call.

   This calligraphy and painting is a picture of plum blossoms.

  In a world of ice and snow, a few plum blossoms are in full bloom between the ice and snow, with jade bones and ice muscles, vivid and lovely.

  Plum in the ice and snow, I don’t feel it at first, I just think it is very vivid, but the more I look at it, the more I feel the chill all over my body, and at the same time, my nose and mouth seem to smell the fragrance of Aoxue.

  Hong Yi looked around and found that the inscription below was "the first month of the 40th year of Daqian, Daozi Gan gave a gift to brother Xuanji, Meng Bingyun."

   Seeing the three words "Meng Bingyun", Hong Yi was slightly taken aback, his mind seemed to go blank.

   "This calligraphy and painting is left by your mother... You have sneaked into the study and secretly learned the 'spiritual turtle breathing technique', so you should have seen this painting."

  Ning Que suddenly turned around, looking into Hong Yi's eyes.

"Hahaha, stealing? Hong Xuanji, are you mistaken? The 'Spirit Turtle Breathing Technique' is a Taoist technique of the Supreme Dao. My mother, Meng Bingyun, is a saint of the Supreme Dao. Can you have these Supreme Dao skills?" The Taoism is given to you by my mother... I just learned the Taoism that my mother gave you."

  Hong Yi laughed out loud as if he had heard some big joke, his eyes fixed on Ning Que, and the cold light in his eyes was cold and intimidating.

Ning Que calmly sat down on the teacher's chair in the study, and said in a calm tone, "Your mother is my woman, and what she gave me is mine, but you are studying without my permission. This is not stealing." What is learning? I heard that you are now being called 'the sub-sage'... What a big name, why, you are a majestic 'sub-sage', can't even tell right from wrong?"

   "Fart! You don't deserve to be my mother's man!"

  Hong Yi shouted angrily, took two steps forward suddenly with both feet, and fixed his eyes on Ning Que. The vast aura like the ocean on his body suddenly surged down, as if to swallow Ning Que whole.

"You know very well how my mother died. Although, on the surface, she was poisoned by Mrs. Zhao, that bitch...but you are the master of the Hou Mansion. Without your tacit consent, how could she dare to poison her?" My mother? You are the real murderer of my mother! May I ask, how can you be her man? How can you have the right to take what she left behind? You are just a hypocrite who cheats and cheats!"

  Hong Yi scolded sharply, the aura on his body roared and boiled, and the roar of huge waves in the vast ocean could be faintly heard, it seemed that the whole Hou Mansion would be overturned by him.

  At this moment, everyone in Marquis Wuwen's mansion was almost stunned by the almost mind-blowing momentum. And in the entire Yujing City, countless strong men also felt the terror of the almost boiling aura in Wu Wenhou's mansion.

  (end of this chapter)