"Uncle Jiang, today's calligraphy has a long artistic conception, with my current realm, but I can't guess what it is, Ai Yang respects!" Beside Jiang Hai, a man with a big cup and a white practice uniform, Chen Aiyang, smiled and applauded.

When Jiang Hai heard this, he couldn't help but look back in surprise, and when he saw that it was Chen Aiyang who came to him, he couldn't help but smile and said: "It turned out that Aiyang came, and now that your realm has reached the realm of the void, who in the whole of China and abroad doesn't know that you Chen Aiyang is a well-deserved hermit, so don't be humble anymore?" ”

Father Jiang knew that Chen Aiyang was being modest, but when he saw this, he scolded with a smile.

When Chen Aiyang heard this, he was a little modest and said: "Uncle Jiang, you are a little modest, if you make a move, who can still fight with you, and Aunt Jiang, with her strength, she is not weaker than you at all." ”

When Jiang Hai heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "You are right, Amei's cultivation talent is indeed very high."

As if thinking of something, Father Jiang put down the brush in his hand, and he asked Chen Aiyang, "By the way, why didn't Xiaochen come back with your aunt?" ”

Chen Aiyang said: "Aunt and Sister Chen are playing in the coastal area, and it is estimated that they will come back later." ”

"Oh, that's so" Father Jiang groaned for a while with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Chen Aiyang smiled and said, "Uncle, do you want to eat the food cooked by Sister Chen and your aunt?" ”

It seemed that Chen Aiyang had broken his mind, and when Father Jiang heard this, he smiled, looked at Chen Aiyang and said, "You still understand me." ”

"Uncle, you have won the award, if you have any needs, just talk to Ai Yang." Chen Aiyang was a little flattered and said.

A dignified bag of great masters of national arts, Chen Aiyang, it is rumored that his strength has reached the point of being superb, and he can walk on the river without sticking to his body.

However, it is such an existence, and now in front of Jiang Hai, he is so respectful.

However, Chen Aiyang never felt that he had any grievances.

Jiang Feng handed over Jiang's father and Jiang's mother to him to take care of, which was a great honor for him.

Thinking of that person's strength, Chen Aiyang was still thinking about Jiang Feng's invincible demeanor in his mind.

What kind of points has he reached now?

"Click!" Just as Chen Aiyang and Jiang's father were talking and laughing, suddenly, the door was slowly pushed open, and a woman's voice sounded.

"Ai Yang, since you are Xiaofeng's friend, thanks to you taking care of us these days, we don't have to be so polite." Jiang's mother wore a blue cheongsam, and her plump and straight buttocks were wrapped under the cheongsam, making her look more charming.

In addition, because of her successful cultivation and beauty skills, she looked like a young woman in her twenties, a fragrant wind hit, Jiang's father's eyes lit up, and suddenly there was an impulse, an urge to immediately throw Jiang's mother into her arms.

Seeing Father Jiang's somewhat obscene gaze, Mother Jiang's eyes were so keen, she sensed it in an instant, she glared at Father Jiang, and suddenly, Father Jiang's face stiffened and fell a little sluggish.

"Uncle, Xiaoyang!" As Jiang's mother walked into the office, a beautiful woman in a purple Tang costume also walked into the room.

Compared with the past, Tang Zichen was a little more reserved and gentle when facing Jiang's father and Jiang's mother.

In front of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, she is like a gentle little daughter-in-law, and she is very thoughtful in all aspects.

When Chen Aiyang saw Tang Zichen speak, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Sister Chen, if you need anything, I'll go out and buy it." "Chen Aiyang always has a great pressure when facing Tang Zichen.

After all, he knew that Tang Zichen's woman was not simple, although his current strength was not weaker than Tang Zichen, but he himself always had a trace of scruples about Tang Zichen.

"Xiaoyang, this guy" saw that Chen Aiyang found an excuse and left in a hurry, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother both laughed, and Tang Zichen was also a little crying and laughing when he saw this.

"It's your Brother Feng" However, just as Jiang's father, Jiang's mother and Tang Zichen were smiling tacitly, outside, Chen Aiyang, who had just walked out of the office door, was a little surprised.

Hearing the word Brother Feng, Tang Zichen, who was still smiling, was shocked, his eyes were a little sluggish at some point, and in his mind, countless figures flew by.

She hadn't seen him for almost half a year, and she still remembered that day, she went to the Chen Group in Singapore, wanting to make Chen Aiyang understand the gap between her and her own martial arts realm, but she unexpectedly met this long-separated man on the way.

She never expected his strength to become so unfathomable.

Because she felt deceived herself, she thought that she would never meet again in this life, if it weren't for the fact that she defeated the god of the world's top killer organization in the duel against Ba Liming later, she would have thought that Jiang Feng was a person from a certain force.

But now it seems that she was wrong, because she couldn't find any trace of Jiang Feng at all, and it wasn't until Jiang's father and Jiang's mother found her and gave Jiang Feng an identity as a monk that Tang Zichen began to accept this fact.

She has been pursuing the path of a martial artist, and the national art has reached the consummation of the Dan Dao, and it is difficult to break through again.

There is no so-called immortal god in this world, but Jiang Feng gave her hope, whether it was out of love for martial arts, or her own inexplicable feelings for this man, she still accepted the choice to be with Jiang's father and Jiang's mother.

With a creak, the office door was slowly pushed open, and the atmosphere in the room was depressed to an extreme for a while.

A man wearing a black and white yin-yang robe, cloud boots, and a Taoist bun finally appeared.

The robe is not a simple robe, this robe was created by Jiang Feng who collected a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures in the bright moon of the Qin period.

What 10,000-year-old ice spirit, ancient dragon soul, what phoenix blood essence.

Then use some of the world's top materials, and finally fuse, forged with Emperor Yan, a top-level equipment, and the defense power can be imagined.

Although he didn't have a lot of treasure all over his body, but there were colored lights circulating around him from time to time, and Chen Aiyang's eyes were wide when he saw such a strange scene, after all, this was too mysterious.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." As soon as he entered the room, Jiang Feng saw Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, and then his eyes were stunned, and he saw Tang Zichen in Tang costume, but for a while, he was a little stunned.

However, his characterization was so high, and soon, the longing in his heart was suppressed by him, and there was no joy, anger or sorrow on his face, "Sister Chen! ”

Sister Chen called out, and seemed to have infinite power, and at this moment, the strong Tang Zichen finally covered Hongchun and cried.

"Xiaofeng, tell me about you." Mother Jiang hurriedly hugged Tang Zichen, comforted her, and glared at Jiang Feng.