Su Yumeng and Lan Jinrong were already stunned, and they looked at Su Yan with disbelief on their faces.

Is this still the wise and steady Su Yan whose heart is like a rock? Su Yan in front of him, his whole person was trembling slightly, his mouth was slightly open, looking at the worn-out eyelid curls in front of him, his face was full of shocked expressions.

Su Yumeng couldn't imagine it, wasn't it just a spirit-level sword technique? This kind of sword technique, even with her ability, could come up with a lot of it, and it could not be repeated.

Lan Jinrong followed Su Yan for the longest, and every time he saw Su Yan, he looked so absent-minded, as if nothing could affect his state of mind, how could he lose his temper because of this little sword spectrum?

Su Yan's vision also attracted countless people to come, and many children and grandchildren did not dare to approach, so they could only watch this strange scene from a distance. The crowd in the distance gathered in a circle, looking at each other, their eyes full of shock.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this sheepskin scroll was unremarkable, but in Su Yan's eyes, he felt the fierce sword aura rushing towards his face.

It was as if someone was practicing a sword on a parchment roll, and every move was so clear.

Immediately, Su Yan rolled up the sheepskin, silently received the storage ring, and then took out a sword from the storage ring.

The next moment, the old man, who had always liked to lie on the rocking chair and bask in the sun in everyone's impression, suddenly danced his sword on the flat ground, which was obviously just a very ordinary swordsmanship, but in Su Yan's hand, the sword shadow was sufficient, and it looked extremely extraordinary.

After reading this, Su Yan comprehended this swordsmanship thoroughly.

In the world, there is a relationship called confidant. There is a kind of confidant, called Alpine Flowing Water, Boya's Alpine Flowing Water, no one can understand, only Zhong Ziqi can understand, after Zhong Ziqi died, Boya cut off the line, and said: "The confidant is not there, who am I playing the piano for?" I never played it again.

Yechen's words seem to be ordinary, but how many people can read them in this world? I'm afraid there is only one person who has reached Su Yan's level.

At a glance, he recognized this word, as well as the charm contained in the word, from the first word, Su Yan seemed to witness the birth process of a simple score from scratch.

After the sword dance, Su Yan suddenly burst into tears, standing on the flat ground and looking up at the south, his old tears were all over the place, and he cried loudly.

"Ahh

The crowd of onlookers stood in the distance, looking inexplicable, they couldn't imagine how the most important old man in the family could suddenly have such a gaffe moment.

"Ancestor, he's okay!" someone said softly.

No one answered, everyone had the same question, Su Yan was so strange at the moment, they all wondered if it was a different person.

The people of the Su family gathered more and more, and finally, a black-bearded old man appeared, and everyone saluted him, he is the son of Su Yan, and he is also the owner of the Shanhai Building and the family of the Su family, Su Risheng.

"Master of the house!" everyone saluted.

Su Risheng's face was full of majesty, as the head of a family with a population of tens of thousands and the owner of a house with millions of subordinates, Su Risheng's majesty was very strong, and even people couldn't help but be afraid.

"Today's events, no one is allowed to publicize them, and those who disobey will be dealt with as betraying the family. Su Risheng said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Everyone was frightened, betraying the family, that is a very serious matter, the disciples of the big family, are not afraid of the law, because of the general violation, the family will protect them, but the family rules are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, once the family rules are violated, they will inevitably be severely punished.

After a while, Su Risheng landed behind Su Yan, bent down and saluted Su Yan respectfully: "Father!"

Su Yan ignored it, kept crying, and after crying for more than ten hours, he wiped his tears with his hands, and Lan Jinrong on the side saw this, and hurriedly handed over the prepared towel, Su Yan took it and slowly wiped his tears.

Su Risheng saw from the side, Su Yan's eyes were red from crying, and he was even more shocked in his heart, he grew up, his father was very strict with himself, and he was also very calm.

If such a person cries like a child, something must have happened.

It's just that Su Yan didn't speak, Su Risheng didn't dare to ask, this majestic, majestic, in front of the rest of the Su family, didn't dare to come out in front of this old man.

"Well, here you are. Su Yan responded.

Hearing Su Yan speak, Su Risheng opened his mouth and asked cautiously, "Are you here, have any friends died?"

Su Yan suddenly turned his head, blew his beard and glared at his son, swept away his previous old age and stability, and scolded angrily: "Someone in your family just died." ”

After saying that, Su Yan found that he had missed his mouth, didn't he scold himself for dying early? Then he reacted and shouted in a low voice, "Gather all the core personnel in the family, and arrive within thirty minutes, if you can't catch up, continue to rush!"

"Yes!" Listening to Su Yan's words, Su Risheng knew that something big was really going to happen.

The rocking chair in the small courtyard has been removed, and Su Yan sits on the chair, looking very majestic, in stark contrast to the kind old man in the eyes of the juniors on weekdays.

"Father!"

"Grandpa!"

After many old people came in, they were stunned when they saw Su Yan's appearance, and vaguely saw the scene when Su Yan led them to fight the world and establish Shanhailou.

After seeing this, they knew that something really happened to them.

Su Yan has three sons, namely Su Risheng, Su Yueluo, and Su Xinghai. Everyone is the most important core of the family, Su Yueluo is in charge of the north, Su Xinghai is in charge of the south, and Su Risheng is in control of the overall situation.

Su Yuqing of Jiangyin City is the descendant of Su Xinghai, the third master of the Su family.

The next three generations of descendants respectfully stood in the position of their fathers, according to the elders and positions of the family.

In half an hour, hundreds of people came to the house, these men and women who can run rampant in the imperial capital on weekdays, today in front of this old man, the atmosphere is not daring.

When the time was up, the eldest son Su Risheng whispered to Su Yan: "Father, one-third of the people are here, and the others are on the way here." ”

"Okay!" Su Yan said in a deep voice, the voice spread out, like a muffled thunder in everyone's ears, countless people woke up, the old man of the Su family is also a great master, is the Su family's Dinghai Divine Needle.

Everyone held their breath, lowered their heads slightly and listened silently, the bigger the family, the bigger the rules, and only in this way can the family prosper and not always have a child.

Those who can come to Su Yan's side are all important children of the family, and on this occasion, if anyone dares to be rude, they may be expelled from the core power, and they will no longer be able to enjoy the huge cultivation resources of the family in the future.

Su Yan said in a deep voice: "Give you half a day, pack up, let's go to Jiangyin City, and the headquarters of Shanhailou will be placed in Jiangyin City in the future." ”

"Ahh

(End of chapter)