Please use this site to access. After Xiahou Cheng came down from the hanging peak with the child in his arms. Underneath is a miasma of black smoke. The people who fell in three or two died very miserably. Because the sharp arrows are stuck straight in the middle of their foreheads or chests. Looks like a one-hit kill.

"Everyone, get out of the way. One puff of this poison gas can kill you." It was Kong Ruqin who opened his mouth and shouted to the crowd. He's a doctor who knows this.

"What, this is." Xiahou Cheng hugged the child and got into the carriage belonging to the alliance leader company early. Sitting in the carriage. Lift the curtain. Looking at the group outside with a monkey play, they covered their noses with their sleeves. Someone who is still trying to block the arrows.

He had already said that he wanted to fight with Yinyue. It seems like a hundred years earlier. Think about it again, no wonder the ghosts are empty. It turns out that there is a group fight here. It's really relaxing.

When Xiahou Muran lifted the curtain and was about to let Xiahou Xiang enter. saw Xiahou Cheng sitting in it with a grin. Qing Ru's face couldn't help but be stained with a layer of consternation: "The second child... When did you come up?"

"Just ...... After a bloody battle. I'm just here to escape." Xiahou Cheng tilted his head towards Xiahou Muran, blinking mechanically with serious eyes. Show your innocence.

"Dye'er, come up. The poison gas is approaching this way." Xiahou Xiang looked at the white smoke that gradually spread behind him. Hand pulling the sleeves of Xiahou wood-dyed clothes urging.

"Yes." Xiahou Muran nodded. The figure jumped into the carriage easily.

"Old man, you're too embarrassed......" looked at the two in front of him. Xiahou Cheng couldn't help but sneer with a strange expression.

"Stinky boy. When everyone is fighting hard. Where have you been?"

Xiahou Xiang was still angry in his heart. He's a few tens of years old, and he hasn't fought a hairy boy who is double ten years old. It's really him who underestimated the viciousness of Silver Moon. Who would have thought that he would go up the mountain in order to stop them. Even his own personal protector is killed. This kind of person does not exclude. What the martial arts are welcoming is just endless bloody rain.

Wait until everyone's emotions have settled down. Xiahou Muran noticed the child wrapped in a coat in Xiahou Cheng's arms. couldn't help but be speechless: "Second child...... It's ......"

Xiahou Xiang followed Xiahou Muran's gaze and noticed the child in Xiahou Cheng's arms. The arrogance that has just calmed down. Suddenly he rose up again: "Son. Where did this kid come from?"

"Picked up." Xiahou Cheng calmly looked at his father and brother opposite. Very calm opening.

"Picked up.." Xiahou Xiang and Xiahou Muran opened their mouths in unison. Both of them also had disbelieving expressions on their faces.

Xiahou Cheng frowned. Glancing at the two opposite: "You don't think it's mine, do you? No kidding. I've always been safe."

Xiahou Mu Dye looks old. His eyebrows seemed to look at Xiahou Cheng lovingly. Seriously: "The second one is yours and yours. Don't admit it. Daddy won't blame you. Just say who the child's mother is. It's done."

"The boss is right." Xiahou Xiang nodded in agreement.

"Give and give. Do you see my child grow like this?" Xiahou Cheng is famous for his romance. Suddenly a child appeared with a child in his arms and certainly no one believed that it was not his species. But it's not his species.

"He is." Xiahou Muran took the child that was rudely sent into his arms. Ben is a kind uncle with an expression. When I saw my child, I felt that something was wrong. I thought he was asleep. But on closer inspection, it's not.

And at this time. Xiahou Xiang, who was sitting on the side, was suddenly shocked. He looked at the little face in Xiahou Muran's arms. Can't help but be shocked. The shock was followed by the act of snatching the child.

"Dad, what's wrong with you." Xiahou Muran was puzzled by Xiahou Xiang's actions.

Xiahou Xiang was still looking at the appearance of the child in his arms. A look of surprise grew from his countenance. Finally, he raised his eyes to look at Xiahou Cheng. He said very seriously: "Where did this kid come from?"

Xiahou Cheng scratched the back of his head. I don't know if to tell the truth or not.

"Say." Xiahou Xiang had a stern commanding tone. yelled at Xiahou Cheng.

Xiahou Cheng wondered. It doesn't matter if he's the leader of the alliance or daddy. I've never spoken to him so fiercely. Did he know this child.

"Brought out of the ghost."

"......" Xiahou Cheng's answer made Xiahou Xiang bow his head in disbelief and look at the child in his arms. It feels like my heart is torn apart. Why is it the way it is. Why.

"Dad, what's wrong. You know this kid." Xiahou Muran can feel it clearly. After Xiahou Cheng said that the child was taken out of the ghost. Xiahou Xiang's mood was obviously depressed, and there was even a hint of heartache.

Xiahou Xiang shook his head gently. Looking at the child who is still asleep. Didn't speak. It should be said that he simply couldn't say it. This child's appearance is almost the same as Xiahou's childhood appearance. What does this mean. He was well aware...... It's clear......

As a father, he is willing to give everything for his children. Can. If your child becomes someone who is spit on and hated by others. What should he do? Eliminate harm for the people or do everything to protect him.

Suddenly I felt that providence was making people. More than ten years ago, God played with him fiercely. I didn't expect to play such a big joke on him now.

Will his son be Silver Moon. If not, it can't be separated from the silver moon. Because of this child, he can be sure that he is of Xiahou descent. After all, it's your own flesh and blood...... You can determine it by your physiognomy......

"Old man...... This can't be your son." Xiahou Cheng asked tentatively. Actually, he was really joking.

Xiahou Xiang heard Xiahou Cheng's words. Watching him just shake his head and not speak. But in his heart he answered: Not a son. I think it's a grandson...... His grandson......

"What's the matter, this is." Xiahou Cheng quietly kicked Xiahou Muran on the opposite side with his foot.

Xiahou Muran shrugged helplessly at him. Indicates that he doesn't know what's going on either.

Inside the carriage. Xiahou Xiang hugged the child tightly without saying a word. Just look at him like that. I've been looking at him.

The flight of the decent. Let the palace minister spurn in his heart: "Xuanxiao, how about the two of them."

Xuan Xiao moved slightly and bowed his hand to the palace minister: "It's settled. Thanks to the Vice-Master's profound skills. Only then can you just grasp the strength of the arrow. Save their lives. The subordinates will take them to Twilight for healing."

"Hmm. How's the Master?" The courtier said with a cold face and threw the bow in his hand to the dead soldier on the side. Clapping his hands clearly. Dust that was injured and never existed.

"The Sect Master should be recuperating at Twilight's place this time." Xuan Xiao didn't want to say this. The sleeping face of the silver moon. He wanted a solo reward. It's just a pity that he's inferior.