"But I don't want to see you sad." Aixin Jueluo Mianyu said softly.

"But I don't want you to worry about me, since I promised you, I must keep the agreement." Yang Yong replied.

In fact, how could Yang Yong not want to help? Not to mention his relationship with the Zhao family for the time being, just by virtue of Lu Er's help him block the third master Hu's palm, Yang Yong owes him a life. And Lu Er is certain to die, Lu Er's own injuries are not healed, his master only blocked the first three nights, not to mention the injured Lu Er?

"Go back to sleep." Yang Yong was stunned and said in a deep voice, Aixin Jueluo Mianyu nodded and followed behind Yang Yong.

Bang bang bang! The next morning, the door of Yang Yong's house was knocked and blown up, and Yang Yong wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it, but the people outside the house kept knocking again. And the people outside the house beat rhythmically, and every three times they knocked, they paused for a minute. Knock three more times and pause for another minute. After knocking back and forth for about half an hour, Yang Yong calmed down and pretended to sleep, but Aixin Jueluo Mianyu had the air to get up and kept urging Yang Yong to open the door. Yang Yong has no choice, can he not listen to the words of the lady? I had to get dressed and go open the door.

Standing at the door was a young man, with a smooth and fair face, deep eyes, and a face full of determination. Yang Yong's mind was running rapidly, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember who the boy in front of him was.

"Hello, my name is Jia Tingrui." The young man with a beautiful face stretched out his hand to shake Yang Yong's hand, and Yang Yong also stretched out his hand. The two strong hands clasped together, and the world was quiet at this moment. Because they felt a familiar aura with each other, as if the two had known each other for a long time, but Yang Yong did not have the memory of this person in his mind.

"Have we ever met?" Yang Yong wondered.

"Perhaps, let's go." Jia Tingrui said an ambiguous answer.

"Where are you going?" Yang Yong said.

"Eat." Jia Tingrui seemed to answer.

"Okay, I'll go and call my wife." Yang Yong felt that this person named Jia Tingrui seemed to have magical powers, like an old friend for many years, which made people not want to refuse.

Jia Tingrui nodded, and stood at the door quietly waiting. Half an hour later, Yang Yong came out with Aixin Jueluo Mianyu.

"Where are we going?" Yang Yong asked.

"Come with me." This young man named Jia Tingrui seems to cherish words like gold, and he doesn't want to say a word. If ordinary people treated Yang Yong like this, Yang Yong would have blown up or turned around and left, but the young man in front of him actually made Yang Yong unable to raise a trace of disgust.

The young man named Jia Tingrui on the road suddenly turned around and said, "Thank you for saving my mother." ”

"Is that you?" Only then did Yang Yong know who Jia Tingrui was, Zhao Chenglong's grandson, and Zhao Suhong's son.

"I'm sorry, we really don't want to meddle in that." Yang Yong pulled Aixin Jueluo Mianyu and turned his head to leave.

"Just telling you to eat." Jia Tingrui opened his mouth to explain.

"It's not good." Yang Yong hesitated.

In fact, at this moment, Yang Yong began to loosen up a little, not to mention that Jia Tingrui himself exuded a charm that was difficult to refuse and owed Lu Er's life. Let's just say that Yang Yong's identity is holding the big seal of the head of Longhu Mountain, the new head of Longhu Mountain. Put the yin soldiers in the aisle to harm the world, no matter whether you ask?

"Let's go." Jia Tingrui left as he spoke, completely ignoring Yang Yong's words.

"This person is so weird." Aixin Jueluo Mianyu spoke, but still followed Jia Tingrui with Yang Yong.

Jia Tingrui took them on a different road this time, which was extremely rugged and overgrown with weeds on the side of the road. The two of them couldn't walk side by side on this road, so they could only walk one after another. Aixin Jueluo Mianyu wanted to open his mouth several times, but Yang Yong stopped him with his eyes.

After walking for nearly ten minutes, the road gradually expanded. Rows of frost trees stood on one side, and the weeds were gone, replaced by flowers. Yang Yong's tears gradually slipped down, and Aixin Jueluo Mianyu's mouth also covered her mouth to suppress her crying.

Why did Yang Yong cry? Yang Yong saw a woman with a delicate face holding a child, the child was crying, and the man next to him touched his head and looked helpless.

"Is it worth it?" The woman spoke.

"What's not worth it for him?" The man replied.

Obviously, that woman is his mother Zhao Jinhua, and that man is his father Yang Yu.

The picture flickered, and under the mountains and rivers, an old man was talking with a man in black, and the man in black was engraved with the word "law".

"Would it be good to exchange my and his mother's longevity for his life?" The old man spoke.

"You know very well that he is not the one who should be robbed at all, but the next generation of him." The man in black replied.

"But he's my grandson!" The old man yelled.

The old man was Yang Yong's grandfather Yang Dingshan, and the man in black was naturally Wang Yu.

The picture flickered, and they saw a beautiful and delicate woman, and the man next to her was wearing a dragon robe with a serious expression as if he was waiting for something, and after a while, a man holding a paper umbrella walked out.

"How's it going, is there salvation?" The man in the dragon robe asked hurriedly, and the man with the paper umbrella nodded but did not speak.

"Ask the Taoist to save me." The man in the dragon robe asked.

"The only remaining dragon qi in your body, she is the life of the world." The man with the paper umbrella spoke slowly.

The man in the dragon robe looked at the woman as well, and when he saw the woman nodding, he nodded as well.

That year, the man in the dragon robe declared the end of his dynasty. That year, the last hope of the Qing Dynasty was gone!

The man in the dragon robe is Aixin Jueluo Mianyu's father, the woman is her mother, and the man holding the paper umbrella is Yang Yong's father.

Jia Tingrui smiled and waved his hand.

Yang Yu held a mixed yuan umbrella, the dragon fought in the field of the first emperor, and the champion building was killed in the battle.

Zhao Hongtian poured an amber gun to open the gate of heaven, and proved to death that the martial arts fought a bloody battle against Meng Tian, and the thunder tribulation was wiped out.

Jiang Hanyu held an amber knife, discussed with Meng Tian about killing, broke an arm, and went down to Jiuyou with hatred.

Chen Mingyue held the sword like an obsession, fought the first emperor, and buried himself in the world.

"Enough!" Yang Yong roared and punched Jia Tingrui.

Jia Tingrui didn't dodge or dodge, he took a punch and said with a smile: "If you continue to retreat, then this is the result for them." ”

Yes, they all have their own paths, but in the end they took the road that Yang Yong did not finish.

The mission of the Yang family should be like this, to save the world and serve the world. But what about Chen Mingyue? What about Jiang Hanyu? They were outsiders, and Yang Yong escaped. Yang Yu and others helped him hold up this piece of heaven.

What is Yang Yu's idea, claiming that the emperor will conquer the world, but he will die in the champion building.

What about Chen Mingyue's thoughts? took Wang Yaya to live in seclusion, but he still took another path for Yang Yong.

The same is true for Jiang Hanyu, and the same is true for Zhao Hongtian.

It was precisely because of Yang Yong's weakness in retreating that they embarked on this road of no return.