Hearing this, Su Yunshu tilted his head slightly, looked at the mild Nan Shiyan who was smiling, a faint sense of doubt appeared on his face, and he spoke softly.

"Young Master Yan, do you know this person who came?"

"Yes, yes."

Nan Shiyan nodded, the smile on his face deepened a little, as if he remembered something, his eyes moved, his voice rose slightly, with an obvious sense of pleasure, the smile was warm, dyed with obvious temperature, and faded away the sense of alienation on weekdays.

After a pause, Nan Shiyan actually chuckled lightly and continued to speak.

"And it's familiar."

When the words fell, in the puzzled eyes of everyone, the figure not far away got a little closer, and among the smoke and dust raised, there was a crisp call, with undisguised joy.

"Third brother!"

At that moment, Su Yunshu's pupils shrank suddenly, his complexion changed, his lips trembled a few times, and his body involuntarily took a few steps forward, with an undisguised sense of joy on his face.

The night wind hung gently, blowing away the smoke and dust that had just been raised, revealing the huge figure that came slowly.

A huge greyhound slowly appeared in everyone's field of vision with elegant and steady steps.

The golden hair on the whole body is soft and warm, showing its noble aura, as if it is glowing with a faint halo, and there is a handful of hair on the head that is playfully curled, and the eyes are full of indisobedient majesty, not angry and arrogant. The sound of heavy breath coming from that huge mouth was not very loud, but it had a great power to shake people's hearts.

On the strong and thick back of the spirit lion, there sat a man in Xuanyi steadily, his face was cold, and a layer of cold ice seemed to be condensed on his angular face, and the hairband that tied his hair raised a cold arc in the wind, and the heavy momentum around his body was actually unconscious for the great elders, and they wanted to worship sincerely, which also made Gong Zhaohui can't help but squint his eyes, a thoughtful look appeared on his face, and countless guesses flashed in his heart, but he didn't show half a point on his face.

In front of the man, sat a woman in a snow-colored dress, her petite body hidden in the soft hair of the civet lion, her delicate face with a shallow and bright smile, and her white steps were swaying and slanting in the cloud-like green silk, glowing with a clear luster.

At this time, she was grabbing a handful of hair on the neck of the spirit lion with one hand, waving it to Su Yunshu with the other hand, her smiling eyebrows and eyes were crooked, a pair of delicate embroidered shoes were constantly swaying in the air, the palace silk on her waist was naughtily swinging, and the pearl jade at the end was exquisite, adding a bit of joy to this deep night.

And the man with an indifferent face stretched out his long arms, his powerful arms crossed Su Yunran's small body, and his big bony hands were firmly pressed on the head of the spirit lion, firmly protecting her constantly swaying body, with a faint softness at the bottom of his eyes, with a bit of caution, faintly, with a sense of helplessness.

A fierce lion-looking civet, a man with a cold body, and a cheerful woman with a smile.

This combination is really strange.

Although it is very weird, they are indeed real, slowly, in front of everyone.

And Su Yunshu also took a few steps forward, without the slightest fear of the spirit lion, and came directly to Su Yunran, with an undisguised sense of worry on his face.

"Xiao Ran!"

Looking at the cheerful smile in front of him, Su Yunran, who was obviously very happy, Su Yunshu couldn't help but breathe a deep sigh of relief in his heart, a deep smile appeared on his face, and his flashing eyes were full of pampering, faintly, with a little sense of helplessness.

This girl

said that he had his own plan, and ran away alone, ignoring the worries of these people.

God knows, when I came to the Wind Lotus Hall and saw the ruins here, I was so scared that I almost couldn't control my emotions, okay?

If not

I'm afraid he's really out of control.

It's good now, this girl is like a nobody, taking care of herself, and smiling happily.

It's really heartless.

With a deep sigh, the slender fingers lightly pressed and jumped slightly, and there was some pain in the corners of his forehead, Su Yunshu pursed the corners of his lips, shook his head, and breathed a sigh of relief, and the deep sorrow between his eyebrows and eyes all dissipated.

Now, he thinks that the third uncle is not easy.

Watching Xiao Ran messing around like this all day long, he couldn't stop it, so he could only let her do anything, watching her make a fuss everywhere, without the slightest solution.

I can only continue to be afraid.

Alas.

Speaking of Xiao Ran, Su Yunshu suddenly felt that she was still quite naughty.

"Third brother, third brother."

There was a slight force on his head, Su Yunshu's eyes moved, he came back to his senses, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that his "well-behaved" little sister was grabbing a strand of her hair and gently tugging it, with a shallow and lovely smile on her face.

Xu felt that the size of the spirit lion was too huge, Su Yunshu stood on the ground again, and he was not comfortable enough to drag it, Su Yunran grabbed the hand of the spirit lion's hair, gently pulled it back, flattened his mouth, his voice rose slightly, and the voice as clear as jade sounded, with a little dissatisfaction.

"Xiaohong, you squat down a little, my third brother will be tired when he stands."

Hearing this, the aura around the spirit lion suddenly stagnated.

Why is your third brother tired from standing, obviously you are bending over to play with your third brother's tired hair, okay?

Although it is a greyhound, it is not a stupid greyhound lion, right?

Also, it's obviously covered in blond hair, so it's obvious that it's noble, okay? Why is it called "Little Red"?

Hum.

seemed to be slightly stunned, but the spirit lion was also according to his words, very obediently bent his front paws, squatted down meekly, and did not have half a point of ruthlessness at all.

And Su Yunshu, when he heard the word "Xiaohong", he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

"Hmph."

A heavy cold snort came, a deafening roar came, the ground trembled continuously, and the stones were shaken and pounded on the ground.

Following the voice, I saw that the woman had sat on the head of the fierce beast again, and the extremely embarrassed fierce beast had also become menacing, with a cold wind around its body, and a sharp edge around its body, attacking Su Yunshu.

Looking at Su Yunran, who was smiling and unscathed, the woman couldn't help frowning, and the hand holding the jade flute tightened a little, and there was a slight sound at the joints.

Without the slightest hesitation, the woman raised her hand suddenly, and a clear sound sounded, and at that moment, the jade flute was full of light, and her breath suddenly became a lot heavier.

Feeling the undisguised heavy murderous aura behind him, Su Yun's writing color changed slightly, and the long sword in his hand turned suddenly, and the sword light flashed, revealing a murderous aura.

There is no mercy or hesitation.

There was a slight pain on his head, Su Yunshu paused, tilted his head slightly, and looked in the direction of that force, his eyes moved