"Yifeng, where is Yao'er?" The old man in gray robe approached Huang Yifeng and asked anxiously. He is Huang Yuanxiu, the old man of the Huang family. In these years, he first lost his daughter, and then his daughter.

My little granddaughter, time has left serious traces of vicissitudes on his face.

Huang Yifeng pointed at Huang Yao, who was standing next to Dongfang Bingwu, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, Yao'er is there, but she has lost her memory."

Huang Yuanxiu quickly looked at Huang Yao. He hadn't seen her for several years. The little girl Tingting Yuli was already here, but she was not as lively and bold as before, and seemed to have a little timidity.

"Yao'er, come here quickly." Huang Yuanxiu stretched out his hand towards Huang Yao and called cordially.

Huang Yao stared at Huang Yuanxiu intently. It felt so familiar. She looked at Dongfang Bingwu and asked her if she wanted to go there.

"Go!" Dongfang Bingwu patted her hand and consoled her. She could see that Huang Yuanxiu was a very kind old man. Seeing him was like seeing a grandpa. Could he be her grandpa?

Only then did Huang Yuanxiu notice Dongfang Bingwu. When he saw Dongfang Bingwu's face clearly, his eyes were full of shock. This, she, she looked like his daughter, especially the charm between her eyebrows.

Like it.

"Yifeng, who is she?" Huang Yuanxiu asked with a somewhat uneasy voice.

"Grandpa, her name is Dongfang Bingwu. They were the ones who saved Yao'er when she was killed. They came to the Xihuang tribe today. At first glance, I felt that Dongfang girl looked like my aunt, so I brought them here with me.

"Yeah." Huang Yifeng said with a faint smile. It seems that not only he thinks that Dongfang Bingwu is his aunt's daughter, but even his grandfather also sees it.

Huang Yuanxiu's eyes were entirely on Dongfang Bingwu, who looked at him openly.

After watching for a while, Huang Yuanxiu took the initiative to walk over and asked with a majestic expression, "Who are you?" Although he looked very serious, his eyes betrayed him. There was a touch of excitement in his eyes. This would be

Looking for Ji’s daughter?

"My name is Dongfang Bingwu, and I'm here to see my mother." Dongfang Bingwu said calmly and calmly.

"Give me your hand." Huang Yuanxiu's voice sounded hopeful.

Dongfang Bingwu glanced at him and handed him her right hand. Huang Yuanxiu immediately held her hand and felt it carefully. Suddenly, a crystal white light emitted from their clasped hands, and the two rays of light were tightly entwined.

together.

"It's the phoenix blood of our Huang family." Huang Yuanxiu opened his eyes and said excitedly. He let go of Dongfang Bingwu's hand and looked her up and down, and said happily, "You are my daughter's daughter."

Dongfang Bingwu didn't understand the light just now. She didn't know whether she should believe the old man in front of her, but his excited expression and the light in his eyes were not fake.

"Old Zhong, go get Miss Ji's portrait." Huang Yuanxiu looked at Uncle Zhong at the door and ordered quickly.

Uncle Zhong immediately took the order to get the portrait.

"Yao'er, why did you lose your memory?" Huang Yuanxiu reached out and touched Huang Yao's head. A burst of colorful light suddenly bloomed from the top of her head. Huang Yao felt a headache, and the blurry pictures in her mind became clearer and clearer.

, then her eyes suddenly opened wide and tears flowed out. It turned out that this was really her home.

"Grandpa, Yao'er is back." Huang Yao threw herself into Huang Yuanxiu's arms and cried.
Chapter completed!