When the Mittel family and the Yunlanzong were fighting for life and death, there was a moment of silence in certain places in the imperial capital.
Located in the imperial city in the center of the city, on a high tower with a full view of the city, several figures stood silently, looking at the terrifying war erupting in the distance.
Standing in the forefront was an old man in a linen robe. The old man’s face was full of wrinkles. At this moment, the old face, which was always like an ancient well, was full of struggle and hesitation.
“Grandpa, don’t we really take action?” Behind the old man in Ma Pao, a tall woman with a little majestic purple brocade robe stunned in her pretty face, looking at the battle in the distance, she finally couldn’t help it. Dao, judging from the purple golden phoenix crown that symbolizes her status, her status seems to be extremely high.
“Hey, Yaoye, you also know how powerful Yun Lanzong is now, if it irritates Yunshan’s old miscellaneous hair…” The old man in Ma Pao sighed and said.