For a moment, the hall was noisy.

It would be fine if I was suddenly told that there was danger of extermination, but the person involved was still the one who was almost forgotten by them.

And if you don’t show up for such a big thing, it’s really hard for people to fight for him.

The ancestor of the Wang family sighed inwardly, a trace of decline flashed in his eyes, and his face was complicated. When he wanted to speak to comfort his tribe, a loud voice resounded throughout the hall.

"I'm here."

The sound was loud and clear, which made the hall quiet in an instant, making everyone's eyes look at the source of the sound.

A young man wearing a white brocade robe and slender body walked up from the side of the hall. He walked steadily, with half a bunch of hair on his head, and a strand of dark red hair fluttering on both sides of his forehead.

Although his left eye was covered by a gray half-faced mask engraved with the word "Wang", it could not cover up his handsomeness.

He walked to the ancestor of the Wang family, bowed his fists, and said, "San'er pays homage to the ancestor."

The ancestor of the Wang family disappeared with a complicated expression, with a look on his face showing relief, and nodded slightly.

"It's my Wang Laosan who is dragging everyone down, but you can rest assured that I, Wang Laosan, will never let everyone go. I will protect our Wang family with you." The young man in mask faced everyone with a sincere expression and spoke slowly.

"We naturally believe the words of the third young master, but I want to ask you proactively, since you are out, why do you need to wear a mask? Are you covering up something?"

This is the doubt in Wang Fei and everyone's hearts. I wonder why the third young master met with a mask?

"Third Young Master, the last time I met you was four years ago. We were looking forward to seeing you, but you were in seclusion. Why don't you take off your mask now and let us take a good look at what you look like?"

"Yes, the third son, my girl has long heard that you have an extraordinary appearance and a beautiful face, so she is looking forward to seeing you."

Wang Laosan frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, spoke loudly and said, "Wearing a mask is just a habit of mine, not to hide anything. Since everyone wants to see it, I will show it to you."

As he said that, Wang Laosan reached out to pinch the mask in his eyes, and slowly took off the mask under the gaze of everyone.

His sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was fair and rosy on his face. His face was indeed in line with what the person just said, with extraordinary appearance, his face as jade as a crown, looking handsome and elegant.

"This... is really the third young master. I remember that although the third young master was not as qualified as the eldest young master and the second girl, he was indeed outstanding in appearance. Now he is becoming more and more handsome."

"That's right, it's indeed the third young master. I didn't expect that the third young master would actually have a flawless spiritual root. Fortunately, the family did not give up the third young master."

After seeing everyone's reaction, Wang Laosan nodded slightly.

Wang Laosan is Chu Yan.

His face was exactly the same as when Moying Zong Dan guarded the cave was released, without any change. As for why no one noticed an abnormality, it was because one of the people in the crowd was present at this moment.

He was wearing a cloak, but there was a long scar on his face under the cloak, which stretched from his forehead across the bridge of his nose and to his cheeks, which was very ferocious.

He is Wang Zhishui, and his cultivation is in the late stage of the Dan Realm.

He is valued by the sect because he knows a forbidden technique, which is called illusion, and illusion can change other people's memories!

Chu Yan brought the mask back and said, "I guess everyone should have forgotten my real name, right?"

When everyone heard Chu Yan's words, they were shocked and lowered their heads awkwardly, leaving silent. They had never cared about the third son of the Wang family. With the effect of Wang's water illusion, they naturally didn't know its name.

Chu Yan smiled and said, "My name is Wang Chuyan!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I remember. The third young master is named Wang Chuyan. I said that this name sounds very good."

"We must remember your name in the third son, how could we forget it?"

"Hahaha, that's right, it's hard to forget such a beautiful name."

Seeing everyone competing to please, Chu Yan looked at Wang Zhishui in the crowd. When the two of them had touched their eyes, they could understand the meaning in their eyes.

"The first step is to be completed..."

......

The night is so fascinating and breathtaking, emitting invisible blackness, or colorful, or represents the nothingness in people's hearts. There will always be people who are immersed in it and cannot extricate themselves.

When we have hope, it is like seeing a meteor shining in the night sky. It is so beautiful. After the meteor falls, you will find that the final disappointment, even despair, is the most colorful mystery of the night itself!

Standing on the top of the Wang family's main mountain, the breeze blew across Chu Yan's handsome face, driving the two strands of hair hanging down on his forehead, making his eyes slightly open and preventing the complex spread in his eyes.

Behind him, there was a man in a cloak, who was Wang Zhishui.

Seven or eight, outside the sky.

A meteor cuts through the sky and blooms with the brightest beauty, but I don’t know where it will fall?

"No matter how dazzling the meteor is, it will eventually fall to death. Uncle Master does not have to worry about it. All sentient beings have their own destiny and different self-destination. The meaning of the existence of the Wang family is to contribute everything to the sect at any time."

Wang Zhishui looked at Chu Yan in front of him. He was even more complicated. Whether on his face or in his heart, who would have thought that the mortal who was ignored by him and almost forgotten two years ago would stand respectfully behind him today.

Moreover, what made him feel most impermanent was that he also called him "Uncle Master"!

Chu Yan was still silent. This was not the result he wanted to see. At this moment, he was very confused and confused.

In order to arrange for him to go to Jiyun Sect, three large families with more than a thousand tribes need to kill each other to gain the trust of Jiyun Sect. Chu Yan was resistant to such a thing.

However, he was powerless to change, watching a brilliant stream of light flying from afar, and when he touched the Wang family's mountain protection formation, it emitted a sad spark, forming a cruel night view.

Although he could not see the tragic tragedy of the collision, Chu Yan knew that many people might have completed his life in this moment.

At this moment, my understanding of the cruelty of the cultivation world has become clearer and I also see how weak life is.

"Before you want to change all this, you should change yourself first!"

Chu Yan closed his eyes, covering the complicated meaning in his eyes.

Only when one is strong can one have the ability to change everything, just like the Wang family controlled by the Moying Sect; just like the Moying Sect controlled by fate.

Just like they are not strong enough!

Chu Yan opened his eyes, turned around and looked at Wang Zhishui, and said, "Master Wang Dao, I am Wang Chuyan now, just call me Wang Chuyan."

Chu Yan always felt a little awkward in his heart, but was called Uncle Shi by an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years.

"Yes." Wang Zhishui nodded slightly.

Then, Chu Yan looked up, clasped his fists at Wang Zhishui, and said, "Master Wang Dao, after you return to the sect, I hope you can take care of your sister and my friend."

Seeing this, Wang Zhishui immediately bent his body and responded, saying, "The third young master is so serious. Don't worry, as long as I, Wang Zhishui, will never let them lose a single hair."
Chapter completed!