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"Father, mother, look who's coming."

After getting the reminder of Feng Moli in front of him full of joy and laughter, Wan Qing and Leng Mingye followed and looked up at the person in the center of the hall.

I saw two people sitting in the center of the main hall.

Dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, the middle-aged man who looked heroic and calm, and was as handsome as the emperor's uncle, followed and looked up. The man's eyes were calm and introverted, although the aura around him was completely different from the cold eyes and arrogance of his uncle, he was much gentler. But when he raised his eyes like that, Wanqing still saw the domineering and kingly style hidden in him.

At a glance, you can see the outline of your uncle, and without explanation, Wanqing also guessed who he was. Isn't it the grandfather who has been looking forward to them coming, the Great Enlightenment Wang Fengyizhen?

And next to him sat a woman who was old, but gave the impression that she was only in her thirties and wearing a phoenix crown. The woman gives people a cold and glamorous feeling, and her body exudes an indescribable kindness, but she is unwilling to blaspheme the noble atmosphere.

Thinking about the feeling of her own skin, seeing her, Wanqing couldn't help but see her own shadow.

Thinking of those who knew Concubine Hui seeing their own reflections, and this woman shocked her even more.

They are really grandchildren, and they look a little similar. Although her facial features are not as glamorous and luxurious as theirs, she is at most delicate, but the general outline says that they have nothing to do with each other, and Wanqing is really difficult to agree. You must know that this grandfather has no other women except for his grandmother's harem.

The identity of this person, Wan Qing also guessed clearly at that time.

Sure enough, as soon as Feng Mo left these words, the two people above followed and looked up. When he saw Wan Qing behind Feng Mo, King Daqi's eyes were full of tears of excitement, and he looked at Wan Qing's mouth open, but because of his status as a king, he just smiled with relief, forcibly retracted the feeling in his heart, forced back the water in his eyes, and looked at her lightly and nodded and asked.

"Qing'er, are you Linglong's child?"

And his grandmother beside him got up excitedly, came down to the front, grabbed her hand with joy on her face, and whispered with tears in her eyes

"Qing'er, you are Linglong's child. Qing'er ......"

"It's me, I'm Qing'er."

The two old men were like this, although they tried their best to suppress the emotion in their hearts, Wanqing felt strange in their hearts. My heart was sour, and my eyes were filled with water. But she still snorted and forcibly held back the emotions of crying on the spot, looked at the grandmother in front of her and the grandmother in front of her and nodded in response.

"Good boy, let my grandmother take a good look. Like,It's really like they look like Liuli and their sisters.。 Li'er, all this is your credit, if you hadn't pursued it like this, we really wouldn't have seen you, come over quickly, let your grandmother take a good look at you. ”

Wan Qing's generous and graceful face was full of joy and emotion, and the two couples of Daqi Wang looked at each other and nodded with satisfaction. Queen Daqi looked at her like this, and there was only her in her eyes. As he spoke, he took her hand and walked to his place to let her sit next to him, and just looked at her face and said happily.

Seeing that Wanqing beside him just smiled softly at herself, and shouted to herself shyly and unfamiliarly, "Grandmother." After responding crisply, he took Wan Qing's hand and looked at the son below and said sincerely, just looking at Wan Qingdao, who was approaching with a chuckle because of her words.

Looking at the father and queen mother, this is like a clear look of forgetting everything. Feng Moli smiled and shook his head, he hadn't seen such an emotional and rare side of his parents for a long time. Thinking about his mother's look and mentality after the accident with her two sisters, although she didn't say it, he never saw her smile like today, and the whole person looked at Wanqing with doting and distress.

This made him a little apprehensive as a son.

Seeing that his mother was like this, the usually introverted father also looked at the girl and asked something in a low voice, Feng Moli chuckled and looked at them to remind.

"Father, mother, what about the others besides Qing'er coming back?"

“…… Oh, the prince of Ji Wang you said before, but this son? ”

The son's reminder, the Great Apocalypse King followed back to his senses. Seeing that his wife was still holding her granddaughter and talking with joy in her eyes, she looked up at the cold night beside her son, and saw him smile faintly at herself. Thinking about what his son had told him before, he nodded with satisfaction and asked him out loud.

"It's down there. The night has seen the king and queen of the Great Apocalypse. ”

Get his inquiry, look at the nod of acquiescence in his eyes. Although he didn't know if the Great Apocalypse King was satisfied with his relationship with Qing'er, Leng Mingye still held his fists and saluted him calmly without losing his identity, and greeted the two of them with peace.

"You are the cold night, the cold night that sacrificed ten years of youth for Qing'er and has no internal strength around the body?"

When he said this, he pulled Wan Qing to ask the queen of Daqi and looked up, still holding Wan Qing's hand, looking at the cold night, when he saw him smiling faintly at himself, he nodded with satisfaction or asked.

"It was here that I saw the queen."

The cold night watched her ask herself this, although I didn't know what she meant by asking it. Or don't be arrogant or humble, and ask for peace.

"Well, although you were indeed the prince of the world who made the surrounding countries boast of your honor before, but now you have no internal strength, let alone your own cultivation. Let me ask you, now that you are like this, can you be sure that you can protect us and let her live without worry? ”

The Great Apocalypse King looked at him like this, although he knew the prestige of this kid. Seeing him like this now, I am also sincerely satisfied. But thinking that he had experienced such a big change, he still asked him with calm eyes.

"Back to the king, although the dark night has no internal strength and no cultivation, I will still use my life to love her, so that she can do what she wants, so that she will have no worries in her life. Even if it costs my life, I am willing to pay for it. ”

Seeing that this person asked directly and straightforwardly, Leng Mingye didn't know the purpose of his question. Thinking of the change in his mentality on the road before, he glanced at Feng Moli beside him gratefully, and saw that he just smiled faintly at himself, and then he looked at King Daqi with a sincere face and expressed his heart on the spot.

"Really? But as far as I know, Wanqing's primary purpose in coming back this time is to save her mother and reunite with our family. Her mother has a strange disease, and she must be awakened by the blood of the man she loves and her real tears, so are you willing to pay for her? ”

The Great Apocalypse King looked at Leng Styx and said this, although he was very satisfied with his answer. But he still asked lightly, and suddenly asked him.

“……”

When he said this, not only did Leng Mingye's expression become solemn, but even Wanqing on the side couldn't help but look at his grandmother in shock, and even Leng Mingye's uncle. That's not what my uncle told me? Does it really take his heart's blood to save his mother?

"First of all, the king's requirements for the lower can satisfy you. Because she is Qing'er's mother after all, but my only plea is to hope that the king will be more cautious when taking my heart's blood, and leave me some way to live. As long as there is a slight chance of survival, I will fight for it, because I don't want Qing'er to lose me, and after being sad, she will wash her face with tears, and there will be fewer people who can take care of her and take care of her. ”

I thought that Leng Ming Ye might be angry and lose his hexagram, but he didn't think that he just twisted his eyebrows slightly and looked at his grandfather like this, and said that he knelt down and clenched his fists and pleaded. (To be continued.) )