"Even if you want to make a hole in this day, you have to tell me and your uncle. You are doing well and let us know your situation. Even if the sky falls, the Lin Palace is your family, and I am your grandfather. You will always be the child of our Lin Palace..." Jun Xian's hands were hanging heavily on the table, as if venting his worries over the years.

Jun Wuxie held her breath. She didn't dare to speak, for fear that once she spoke, her emotions that had been under control for five years would collapse at this moment.

She can be strong, she can be fearless, she can never fall down, even if she is separated from life and death, she can still hold on with the last glimmer of hope.

But……

Only, she cannot face the warmth of her relatives. Even if she only takes a look, she will shatter the strength she has supported.

That was the gentlest weakness and the concern that she could not escape and could not give up.

"Today, you must promise me that in the future, no matter what you want to do, you must tell me that your grandfather is old and useless, but as long as my old bone is still there, no one can bully my Jun Xian's granddaughter! Even if you sacrifice your life, you can't still suffer the grievance! Do you remember!" Jun Xian was so angry at Jun Wuxie for the first time, but no one could have the idea of ​​resisting. It was the last love that an elder had for his younger generation, and it was the blood that could not be given up and thicker than water.

"Grandpa...I...I remember." Jun Wuxie's voice was a little trembling, as if he was about to lose his emotions.

Jun Xian gasped lightly, trying hard to suppress the surging in his heart. He turned his face and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The undefeated war god who once respected all the lower three realms could not pretend to be strong in front of his granddaughter. There was nothing more, and it was comparable to the ties between his family.

Jun Xian calmed down his emotions, slowly stretched out his hand, took the tea from Jun Wuxie's hand, and drank it all in one sip.

Jun Qing, who was beside him, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He rubbed his sour eyes without any trace, trying to maintain the smile on his face.

My father was afraid of being wronged by Xiao Xie.

They had already heard everything from the Lord of Lingyao Palace five years ago. Even though they had never been to the scene in person, the oral description had already made them frightened. Jun Wuyao was of great significance to Jun Wuxie, and the Human Emperor was Jun Wuxie's master. In addition, Yan Bugui's tragic death, they could not imagine how Jun Wuxie survived the past five years. During these five years, did she often wake up from nightmares and couldn't sleep at night?

"Get up." Jun Xian said in a hoarse voice after drinking tea.

Jun Wuxie stood up silently and stood obediently in front of Jun Xian.

"What are you still standing there? Sit down!" Jun Xian patted the chair beside him.

Jun Xian had already prepared the chair when Jun Wuxie left the Lower Three Realms, but no one had ever sat it. Jun Xian said that this chair was left for Jun Wuxie and no one could sit.

Jun Wuxie nodded and sat down beside Jun Xian honestly.

Qiao Chu and others who came in with Jun Wuxie all showed a knowing smile after seeing Jun Wuxie finally meeting their family.

The little evil son finally went home.

In the future, no matter how many risks there are, in a powerful enemy, there is a place called "home" that can protect her from wind and rain. Even if this "home" is not invincible in the world, it is the warmest safe haven.
Chapter completed!