That is, his father......

Seeing Nan Dui's eyes stay on his father's spiritual seat, the old man's thoughts involuntarily returned to the moment when Nan Dui came back covered in blood with the remains of his father and other clansmen.

Half-ringing, the old man retracted his divergent thoughts, he glanced at Nan Dui, who had been standing quietly outside the door, sighed silently in his heart, and then walked to the side of the ancestral hall, opened the hidden small door and walked in.

Ignoring the old man's actions, Nandui lowered his eyelids, took a deep breath, and then bent down to perform the highest etiquette of the Spirit Witch Clan.

Straightening up, Twilight closed her eyes and whispered a mantra that the Spirit Witch clan used to honor the undead.

When everything was done, Nan Twilight opened her eyes and glanced in the direction the old man had left.

There was silence in the ancestral hall.

After a while, seeing that the people in the hall still had no intention of coming out, Nan Du retracted his gaze, turned back to the hospitality hall and led Mu Qingyu out of the Spirit Witch Clan.

After Nan Du turned around, the old man quietly opened a dark window and quietly watched Nan Dui's departing figure.

When Nan Dui's back was lost in sight, the old man slowly lowered his eyes.

No one could find that the old man, who had always behaved as hard as iron, had a clear tear in his cloudy eyes at this time.

The old man knew very well that after this parting, they would never see each other again in this life.

The man who was once called the closest to God will soon be completely reduced to dust.

And he is finally going to be free.

The old man raised his palm, looked at the pale golden spiritual power in his palm, which was almost indiscernible and almost invisible, and thought silently.

On the other side, the two of them who had already left the Lingwu Clan were sitting in a high-speed car.

Mu Qingyu wanted to speak and stopped looking at Nan Dui, who was sitting in the car and didn't know what he was thinking, and glanced at it again and again, his expression was very entangled.

Halfway through, Nan Du came back to his senses and glanced at Mu Qingyu who was worried next to him.

Nan Du was slightly stunned, then took her into his arms with a smile, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry." ”

Seeing that there was still a trace of doubt hidden in Mu Qingyu's eyes, Nan Du rubbed her hair again and said, "What, you don't believe me?" Don't worry, if I want to do something, there is probably no one in this world who can stop me except you. ”

Mu Qingyu nodded, believing Nan Dui's statement.

In her mind, there is no more powerful person in this world than him.

Since Nan Dudu said so, then she must believe him 100%.

After being silent for a while, Nan Du touched Mu Qingyu's long black and shiny hair, and said in a deep voice, "Do you want to know about my past?" ”

Mu Qingyu's eyes lit up, but in a blink of an eye, they dimmed again: "Forget it, I don't know it's nothing." ”

She didn't want to expose his scars because of her own care.

Mu Qingyu would not hide her thoughts, so all her thoughts were expressed on her face.

Nan Dui's eyes softened, he sighed, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not as fragile as you think, not to mention that it's been so long." Also, you have to remember that you are my girlfriend and you have the right to know this. ”

Without waiting for Mu Qingyu to say anything, Nan Du raised his head and looked ahead, and began to recall and tell about the events of the year.

"What you mind the most should be the woman Yu An said."

Mu Qingyu, who heard the key words, instantly calmed down, she stopped her movements and listened quietly to Nan Dui's slow story.