I said don't talk nonsense to provoke these guys, but I didn't expect these plague gods to come to the door...

The Yanyu clan has really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes.

The patriarch wants to cry without tears, can he let go of the Yanyu clan?

Stinky and shameless.

"You, you, you... You guys..."

The patriarch looked at the four and a certain small one standing in the courtyard of his house, and pointed at them with trembling little fingers, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"I'm back, I'm back, patriarch, Youlao will help us arrange a few rooms, and we'll stay for a few days. ”

Feng Jindeng did not have the consciousness of the sojourn at all, waved his small hand, and said unceremoniously.

Who told this old man to cry and grab the earth, and kidnapped her to be a saint?

If it weren't for the strength of his body, he might have been poisoned by the Spirit Suppression Gu.

"Why are you here again? The Yanyu clan can't afford to supply you, if you insist on breaking in, don't blame the patriarch for being polite. ”

The patriarch gritted his teeth, dizzy for a while, the skills of these guys, he had seen them that day.

It's really, it's easy to please God, and if this stupid son hadn't picked up Ah Deng back, there would be no such thing as today.

Or the plague god's...

Looking at the cheering appearance of his stupid son, the patriarch twitched a few times on his face, and couldn't help but cover his face, what did he raise?

"Ah Deng, are you back, your friends are really amazing, they really rescued you, it's amazing!"

The silly son clapped his chubby little hands.

His mother hurriedly pulled him over, for fear that the patriarch of the Yanyu clan would give him a slap.

"Mmmmmmmm Feng Jinlan winked at the little fat man.

"What are you going to do when you come to my Yanyu Clan?" the patriarch couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily, can you respect him?

"Well, let's stay for a few days. The prince said.

"Forgive me, let's go back, Nan doesn't want to cause trouble for the Yanyu clan. ”

The patriarch twitched the corners of his mouth and said.

"How much?"

Lin Jiaoyang took a step forward.

Once upon a time, her grandfather told her that problems that could be solved with money were not problems.

"You... Does my Yanyu clan look like they're short of money?"

The patriarch's face changed, how could this woman who had never seen it feel inexplicably familiar?

actually said such a thing, does the Yanyu clan seem to be short of money?

"Then you're missing a fight?"

Since he didn't want money, Lin Jiaoyang showed his fist.

Only then did the patriarch realize that the veiled woman was the young man from yesterday, but he didn't expect it to be a woman dressed as a man.

As soon as this clarification was made, the patriarch became more and more uncomfortable.

I can't beat it.

But how much faceless is it to admit cowardice?

"Dad, it's okay, just let Ah Deng and them stay in the Yanyu Clan, and it will be fine in the next few days." ”

At this time, the stupid son Nan Zuxuan gave his father a step down in a timely manner.

The patriarch sighed hesitantly: "That's it, for Xuan'er's sake, you will stay in the Yanyu clan." ”

He swore he really wasn't cowardly.

"The patriarch is indeed a smart man. ”

The prince arched his hand at him and smiled.

The patriarch snorted coldly and said to Madame, "Madam, you go and arrange a few rooms for them." ”

Now that the plague god is here, what else can he do except make offerings?

There is a sentence they are right, after all, the Yanyu clan is powerful, even if the people are indignant, they can't do anything with the Yanyu clan, they just damage some inconsequential reputation.

The patriarch's wife nodded, then left the room, and nodded slightly to a few people before leaving: "Ah Deng, you can bring them with me." ”

"Okay, aunt~" Feng Jinlan nodded with a smile.

"Ah Deng, are you leaving?" Nan Zuxuan hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"I'm so sleepy, I'll play with you when I'm rested. Feng Jin Lantern patted Nan Zuxuan's shoulder and said.

Nan Zuxuan's lost world nodded: "Oh, okay, Ah Deng, you can go with my mother quickly." ”

"There is one more thing, please ask the patriarch for help. ”

Lin Jiaoyang had already turned around, and turned back and continued.

"What the hell do you want from me?"

The patriarch was furious.

"Help me find the parents of a few children, as for the children who have disappeared in the past few months, we have found only six survivors in the Holy Fire Sect, we have few people, it is difficult to investigate. ”

After the words fell, Lin Jiaoyang raised his steps and left.

"Found a surviving child in the Holy Fire Cult? Wait, what does that mean?"

The patriarch was shocked, could it be that the inexplicable disappearance of many children was really related to the Holy Fire Sect?

However, Lin Jiaoyang didn't intend to pay attention to him at all, leaving only a back.

It seems that there are some things, which are really not simple, so I can only ask slowly tomorrow.

When he finally lay in bed, Lin Jiaoyang realized how happy it was to sleep, it was tiring enough to run all the way, and then this day and night almost never stopped, really, so tired...

I don't know, is there any danger in the Great Wilderness?

Did he go head-to-head with the Divine Monarch?

He's improved again, right?

I don't know, do you miss her? Anyway, she thinks about it from time to time, and she never deceives herself.

Ah, I really hope that everything will end soon, what kind of heavenly spirit, she doesn't want it at all.

Thinking like this, Lin Jiaoyang fell asleep in a daze, still holding the soul condensing bead given by Yi Ming in his hand.

In the Great Wilderness, in the Styx Ghost Realm, in the Tower of Time, a handsome man who was sitting cross-legged to heal his wounds was pale, and suddenly a little mark on his eyebrows flickered, and he was slightly hot.

The two sword eyebrows frowned slightly towards the middle, and then, those eyes opened and shone brightly.

He raised his hand and touched the flickering mark on his eyebrows, and a smile curled into the corner of his mouth.

Someone misses him.

Thinking so, he raised his eyebrows, gathered his divine sense, and walked towards the center of his eyebrows.

The soul bead in Lin Jiaoyang's hand suddenly flashed with red light, flashing and flashing, a little weird in the dark night, and then a wisp of black mist gathered and drilled into Lin Jiaoyang's eyebrows.

Lin Jiaoyang, who never dreams, dreamed.

In her dream, she was in a sea of flowers, with hundreds of flowers of all colors, each blooming with its own fragrance.

Lin Jiaoyang looked at the flowers under her feet, obviously she had stepped on them, but after passing by, the flowers there seemed to be unaffected at all, and they were still blooming proudly.

She half-crouched down and reached out and waved, but she could touch the real texture.

It's true?

In the blink of an eye, Lin Jiaoyang walked forward slowly, there was a kind of quiet beauty in this space, the sea of flowers seemed to have no end, and she had also lost contact with the space, was this a dream or a reality?

I don't know when, a black back suddenly appeared not far ahead, Lin Jiaoyang blinked, obviously there was no one for a second.

The figure slowly turned around, and the extremely familiar face suddenly fell into Lin Jiaoyang's eyes.

Lin Jiaoyang froze in place and opened his mouth slightly.

"Come on. He was dressed in black, with a long and jade body, a smile on his handsome face, a pair of sparkling eyes looking at her deeply, and opening his arms.