Bei'an City, Wang Family

Under the night, there were still so many members of the Wang family, but the Wang family church was deserted, except for three people.

Wang Chuyuan looked at the two relatives in front of him and said with a slight corner of his mouth: "Sister is leaving?"

"Yes, I'm leaving, I'll go with the people in your mother's family!" Wang Xuan said with a slightly sour tone.

Wang Chuyuan's slightly fat face now had the maturity of being the same as his former uncle. He bit his lip and said, "Then father, third uncle, take care of you. I will not take long to go to the imperial city. The Fourth Court recruits students, and I will enter Tianyang Taoist Court with justification!"

"Yuan'er, stay and inherit the Wang family!" Finally, Wang Xuan couldn't control himself and said this.

Wang Chuyuan smiled faintly and said, "No, I am still used to being a young master Xiaoyao. My son can't afford the burden of the family!"

When Wang Xuan heard this, he immediately let out a long sigh and said, "Na Yuan'er, stay for a meal. I have already told the cook to cook your favorite dish!"

"No need, I will practice hard these days and prepare to deal with the admissions of the Fourth College in a month!" Wang Chuyuan refused.

Wang Xuan's eyes shook, and he said with difficulty: "Yuan'er, are you still blaming your father? I..."

Before Wang Xuan could explain, Wang Chuyuan laughed and said, "Father, why would I blame you? Don't forget that I am your son and a member of the Wang family. This cannot be changed. If nothing happens, I will go back to practice first. Yu'er promised me that as long as I defeat everyone on the Xuanhuang list, I will give me a chance. I must work hard!"

After saying that, Wang Chuyuan bowed slightly to his third uncle and father, then turned around and walked out the door.

"Wait!" Wang Xuan stretched out his hand and called Wang Chuyuan with difficulty.

Wang Chuyuan, who was about to reach the door, paused, turned slightly, and asked with his eyes.

After holding it in for a long time, Wang Xuan said, "Yu'er is a good girl, work hard!"

"Yeah!" Wang Chuyuan responded slightly, then turned around, step by step, and stepped out of the house.

Only when Wang Chuyuan's figure disappeared into the dark light at the door did Wang Xuan sit on the ground lonely.

"Brother, why don't you try to keep Yuan'er? I can feel that Yuan'er has changed a lot!" Uncle Wang San sat next to Wang Xuan and asked.

Wang Xuan sighed slightly, "I didn't dare to propose marriage to the master back then, but Yuan'er had been in decline for three years. Now Yuan'er is by the side of the Fengyun Young Master, and his strength has doubled and his heart of Taoism has regained his heart. How could I, a father, block his future? Besides, when the city lord fought, we...hey!"

At this moment, Wang Xuan really regretted it. If he had supported this son from the beginning, it might not have been the case until now, and he would not even have the chance to have a meal together at home.

Uncle Wang San seemed to feel the strange aura on Wang Xuan's body, and couldn't help but speak comforting: "Brother, don't think too much. Yuan'er is from the Wang family after all, and is your son. I believe that everything will pass over time!"

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The night was cold, Jian Fengyun and Xueer were sitting cross-legged under the green willow tree and practicing. After dinner, Yao Shisan took a leave and returned to the Yao Ling Tower to bring the alchemy equipment to the small world of the Northern Barbarians. There was plenty of spiritual energy and it was more suitable for alchemy.

"Jian Fengyun, come here!" Yun Mengluo's voice sounded behind him.

Jian Fengyun slowly opened his eyes and withdrew his martial arts. He looked at Yun Mengluo and immediately got up and walked over.

Yun Mengluo sat on the stone stairs in the yard, wearing a beautiful blue dress and a beautiful figure. Her delicate figure has a unique flavor under the moonlight.

Jian Fengyun sat down casually and asked, "What's the matter? Tell me directly?"

Yun Mengluo did not speak, and his beautiful eyes stared at Jian Fengyun with restraint, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Are you okay? Tell me quickly if you have something to do, I'm going to practice if you have nothing to do!" Jian Fengyun frowned.

At this time, Yun Mengluo opened his lips, his beautiful eyes still staring at Jian Fengyun, and asked, "Is that the lord who took action that day?"

Jian Fengyun pretended not to know, frowned his forehead and asked in confusion: "Which sir?"

Yun Mengluo's eyes were tight, his words became a little cold, and he said, "You know, don't pretend to be confused!"

Jian Fengtian spread his hands helplessly and said, "There are so many big names in the Ten Thousand Realms, how do I know who you are talking about? The Nine Barbarian Witch Emperor in the Wild World, the Extreme Cold Snow Emperor in the Snowy Land, or the Sea and Sky Emperor in the Endless Sea..."

Listening to Jian Fengyun pulling, Yun Mengluo couldn't help but gritted his teeth in anger and said, "I'm talking about the number one person on the list of the Ten Thousand Domain Emperors - Emperor Fengyun, the Sword Fengyun of Wanyu Fengyun City!"

"Oh, you're talking about him. He might be dead!" Jian Fengyun responded and said calmly.

Yun Mengluo's beautiful eyes instantly contracted, staring at Jian Fengyun tightly, and said, "Impossible, how could that lord die? You are lying to me!"

Jian Fengyun sighed and said, "I said you are really stupid or fake. The Honghe Realm should also have records of ancient ten thousand realms. Since the records have been recorded, the emperor who broke through the divine realm would have either ascended to become a god or died. Moreover, after the Dharma-Ending Age, countless powerful emperors have emerged in millions of years. Have you ever heard of someone who can break through the divine realm and ascend to the divine realm? And the Emperor Fengyun himself chose to break through the divine realm, and he couldn't blame anyone if he died!"

"Impossible, that lord is not comparable to an ordinary emperor. And if that lord dies, who can spread your martial arts knowledge? You have admitted before that you know that lord, don't lie to me!" Yun Mengluo gritted his teeth and said.

Jian Fengyun smiled calmly and said, "You are a silly woman, you are really a silly woman. I said that my martial arts was taught by a man in white, but I didn't say that he was Emperor Fengyun. Besides, I admit that I know him, but he doesn't know me!"

"You, you..." For a moment, Yun Mengluo was so angry that he couldn't speak by the answer from Jian Fengyun. After a while, he bit his lip and said, "Then you promised my sister to solve the devilish disease of Taoism for my father. If you don't know where that adult is, how dare you make a promise?"

Jian Fengyun opened his eyes and said, "When did I agree to you?"

When Yun Mengluo heard this, he was immediately furious, "You have obviously received the Holy Mansion ointment, but you still want to pay the debt now!"

Jian Fengyun smiled and said, "You begged me to collect the ointment of the Holy Mansion. How did I know to help Yunshanhe resolve the devil's madness?"

When Yun Mengluo heard this, he was immediately furious. A powerful spiritual king realm aura surged out of his body and said, "You know everything, you still need to say it!"

"Even if I ask me to help Yunshanhe to cure the devil, I don't have to invite Emperor Fengyun. If he is already dead, where do you ask me to invite him?" Jian Fengyun said with a smile.

"How could you cure my father's illness without that adult? " Yun Mengluo's beautiful eyes were red, his spiritual power was condensed, and he was about to take action.

(End of this chapter)...

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