"Brother, I didn't make it on purpose this time." An Ju looked at AA's appearance, a little unbearable, and wanted to say something, but was pulled aside by An Ke.

"I know, and so does my uncle. I think, uncle, it should be that grandpa told him something just now, did you listen to him? I'm going to apologize to my grandfather tomorrow, when did my uncle relent? ”

An Ge nodded, but still looked back at AA cowering in the corner with some concern, and at this moment he ignored them as if he had lost his senses.

"Don't worry, I'll bring some futon over in a while, deal with it first, and when grandpa sleeps, I'll let him come to my room to rest."

"Okay." An Yu had no choice but to frown and go back to her room.

Early the next morning, when An Ju got up and went downstairs, she looked at AA's room, the door was closed, and it seemed that it had not been opened yesterday.

"Brother, where's my uncle?" An Ke asked when she saw An Ke watching the news at the dinner table.

"I got up early in the morning. I asked him to go back to my room in the middle of the night to rest, but he said that he wanted to be sober outside, saying that he was thinking about something, and he didn't know what was going on. However, he went to talk to his grandfather early this morning, ate something and left. ”

An Cheng sat down next to him, holding her cheeks and pouting, An Xiang smiled.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Brother, do you think I shouldn't find out the problem in his heart, he won't be unable to figure it out and run away again, right?"

"How do you think so?"

"You see, my uncle just found out that those people who were usually close to him were just wearing masks, so he was cold and lost confidence in the family business, which is one more thing. My uncle is different from us, we grew up working hard outside with my father, and he grew up doting on my grandmother in the honey pot at home. He has been exposed to too many beautiful things, and the ugliness of reality will definitely be difficult to accept! ”

An Ke looked at An Ke with a strange expression.

"What's wrong with you, you suddenly feel so sorry for our uncle, just because he slept in the corridor all night?"

An Ju was also stunned.

"That's right! Why sympathize with him! Anju took a piece of toast, tore it apart little by little, and brought it to her mouth.

Encore shook his head and smiled.

Although Encore grew up with AA like Anju, the relationship between Encore and AA is not as deep as Anke's affection for AA. Although AA made An Ju < B suffer so much at that time, An Ju still regarded him as a close relative in his heart.

But Anke knew that he was an adopted son from the beginning, although everyone in the An family treated him like his own child, but he was precocious and he always couldn't let go of this pimple in his heart. For Anju, he is naturally close, but for other children in the family, he always feels that he is different from them.

It was only when he grew up that Encore realized how stupid his ideas were, just as AA must now feel how naïve he must have been to run away for those reasons. Now, Encore has become the person who can best understand the psychology of AA.

"Alright, let's eat! There are a few days of vacation in the future, you can also relax, and if you have time to go to Cloud Dream to have a look, your uncle should be there. ”

"How do you know?"

"The authorities are obsessed, I naturally know better than you."

An Juhu nodded suspiciously. Seeing An Ke's rare ignorance appearance, An Ke couldn't help but rub her hair that she had combed in the morning. At first, Anke hadn't come back to her senses, but by the time she realized it, Encore had already gotten up and left.

"Brother!" An Ju shouted angrily, "You get my hair right!" ”

When An Ke came out of An's house, he still looked angry, and An Ke laughed with him.

"It's all your fault, grandma laughed at me."

"Didn't you ask me to comb your hair? You're not happy when you're combed up. An Ju could see An Ju's appearance, and couldn't help but think of the time, especially when An Ju had not officially taken over the affairs of the An family and had not taken over AA's work to take care of Ling Feng, An Ju would always find some reason to be angry with him, and then force her to tie her braids. Fortunately, An Ke didn't let her wear any braids this time, but it gave An Ke a taste of the old days.

"If there is no identity constraint of the An family, I am afraid that the life of the An family will be more free and easy!" Anke thought in his heart, but he could only think about it.

People are born with their own responsibilities, the higher they stand, the greater the responsibility, there are always some things that are destined to be impossible to get rid of, just like AA is destined to be unable to avoid the fact that he is an family, even if there is no An Ju to promote it, he will have to return to the family sooner or later.

When An Yang had time to go to the cloud dream, he looked at the list of friends, and the name of Nanfeng Song was really lit up, and he was also posting tasks in the group, commanding online players to scan copies in groups or do tribute! It seems to be more energetic than in the past.,On weekdays, it's always been a few professional players sent by Anju to take care of it.,But after all, professional players aren't all from the gang leader.,It's more about answering questions or helping to lead the team.,It's rare to have a direct command and assignment like AA.。

"If you come, you will lead the team."

An Zhiruo didn't expect that Nanfeng Ge actually took the initiative to talk to her, and it seemed that she was indeed not affected by yesterday's incident, or if she was too affected, maybe she was too affected.

An Zhiruo wanted to ask, but she still held back, just answered, and shouted in the gang channel.

Among the female players of the gang, An Zhiruosu's voice is still very high, after all, she is good-looking, and the gameplay of the one-handed violent onmyoji is even more amazing, and the critical combo is so high that it is breathtaking.

[Ten Ben, are you coming?] ]

An Zhiruo sent news to Xiao Ai.

[Do you want to call Shang Yi Qingyu?] ]

An Zhiruosu really forgot about this matter, but fortunately, Xiao Ai Fufeng still remembered that An Zhiruosu said last time that when she asked her to copy, she called Shangyi Qingyu to let her meet.

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"Elder An, please take care of you when you meet for the first time."

After the ten people were assembled, before entering the dungeon, Yi Qingyu took the initiative to greet An Zhiruosu.

"You're welcome." An Zhiruo smiled, without deliberately looking at it.

The dungeon has begun, this dungeon is not very difficult, the regular strategy has long been announced in the group, and everyone has a clear division of labor at this time, and there is no need for An Zhiruo Su to do more commands, An Zhiruo Su is also operating at his usual pace.

Xiao Ai is blowing the wind, An Zhiruo knows that he usually doesn't do his best with the gang, just complete his part of the task. It's just Yi Qingyu, it seems that there is nothing special in the operation, the only thing that makes An Zhiruo Su a little strange is that I don't know if it's my own illusion, An Zhi Ruosu can always see Yi Qingyu seems to be paying attention to himself from time to time.

originally thought that Yi Qingyu was interested in Xiao Ai Fufeng, but he didn't expect to transfer the target like this. An Zhiruo Su doesn't believe in the so-called love at first sight in the game, and it doesn't look like Yi Qingyu's expression, so it's because of An Zhiruosu's identity. But An Zhiruo is just an elder of a gang, or does Yi Qingyu really care so much about the perpetrators of the strange beast turmoil? Even if it's confirmed, what if it's confirmed?

An Zhiruo thought about his thoughts, and the movements in his hands slowed down by half a minute, and he was almost swept away by the demon beast in front of him. At this moment, a black and white feather arrow slashed in front of his eyes, directly piercing the arm of the demon beast that swung his stick.