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Shangguan Xiaoyao went straight to a square, not so much a square as a statue forest, and there were many statues placed in this square. He saw many acquaintances, whose faces were old and perhaps dead, who had been made statues and placed in the square.

"Honor Square, thousands of years, but so many statues have been added!" Shangguan Xiaoyao sighed in his heart, only those who have made outstanding contributions to the Royal Academy will have their statues erected here.

Bypassing the other statues, he came directly to the statue of one of the old men, and his eyes instantly moistened.

"Jing'er!"

It was a one-to-one statue, the statue was named Shangguan Jing'er, and the stone tablet below the statue engraved his life deeds: Shangguan Jing'er, born in XX year, died in XX year. The youngest son of the free monarch, he was in perfect physical condition at the age of ten, broke into the royal realm at the age of 300, and entered the royal academy to teach in the same year...... XX year into the Taixu Secret Realm, the soul jade plate was shattered on the day of entering the secret realm, at the age of 9,000!

Looking at the statue in front of him, Shangguan Yao's mind fell into a memory, the young man who often asked him about cultivation in the past had already turned into an ancient. His statue, you can vaguely see his appearance when he was young, the memories of the past are vivid, his laughter, his persistence, his distress, and his determination to finally step into the imperial realm, his every expression appeared in front of his eyes, making him sad in his heart, but he held back his tears and did not slip.

"Jing'er, my child!" gently rubbing the inscription, Shangguan Xiaoyao's mood was very low, even though he was used to seeing life and death, but "the white-haired person sent the black-haired person" was still the greatest sorrow in life.

"Yes...... Is that you?" just as Shangguan was secretly sad, a slightly choked female voice sounded behind him. As she spoke, she had a shawl with her hair and a gray robe, and held a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in her hand, standing behind Shangguan Xiaoyao in a daze, looking at this back, with tears in her eyes.

Shangguan Xiaoyao's body trembled involuntarily when he heard this, and when he looked back, he saw that familiar face, even with his deep city government, he couldn't help but stand on the spot!

This is the person he has dreamed of, and since his rebirth, this shadow has been hidden in the bottom of his heart. Looking at her, his body was trembling slightly, the wetness in his eyes was forced by him not to turn into tears, but the emotions of longing were surging out at this moment, his voice trembled, and he murmured: "Yan'er!"

With an affectionate salutation, the white chrysanthemum in Shangguan Yan'er's hand fell to the ground involuntarily. She looked at the unfamiliar face in front of her in a daze, and she couldn't see what her father looked like back then. But that wisp of concern from her soul made her heart throb incomparably!

"Parent ......"

"There are a lot of people here, talk in a different place!" Shangguan Xiaoyao stopped her salutation, after all, he was a generation of kings and lords in his previous life, and his calm heart was not comparable to ordinary people, and he regained his composure in an instant.

Seeing this, Shangguan Yan'er also tried to calm down her excitement, but the joy between her eyebrows couldn't be concealed. She looked around, picked up Bai Ju from the ground, and placed it in front of Shangguan Jing'er's statue, and then said in a trembling voice: "Follow...... Follow me!"

Shangguan nodded and followed behind her.

The Royal Academy was extremely prosperous, and it was the time of enrollment again, so that there were some Tianjiao from the Kingdom standing bustling in this honor square.

Some of them knew Shangguan Xiaoyao, who had come to the Royal Academy with him on a dragon boat before, and were surprised to see him walking with a beautiful woman, and some even muttered in the crowd: "How can this bastard seem to be accompanied by beautiful women wherever he goes?

"Hey, what are you talking about? That's the dean of our Royal Academy, you don't want to get mixed up in the academy?" A certain senior brother glared at the person who spoke out dissatisfied, and at the same time, his eyes flashed, and he muttered to himself in his heart: "That kid is really lucky, he was able to talk to the dean just after coming here, it seems that there is still an intersection!

The others were all surprised when they heard this, and looked at the beautiful woman who seemed to be in her twenties, and exclaimed, "I didn't expect the dean of the Royal Academy to be such a beautiful and moving woman!"

"Shhhhh

All the newcomers stopped talking, not daring to say anything more, but their eyes were all focused on Shangguan Xiaoyao's body, there was amazement, jealousy, and all kinds of emotions surged into their hearts, making it difficult for them to calm down in their hearts.

To the south of the Royal Academy, there is a forest of purple bamboos, each of which is watered with spiritual spring water, making it look like a dreamy wonderland. Every purple bamboo here can be used as a virtual soldier as long as it is cut down, and it does not need any tempering, which is the best material for making virtual soldiers.

"You have an elegant personality and a high inside, this place is suitable for you!" Shangguan Xiaoyao followed behind her and said with emotion.

When Shangguan Yan'er heard this, tears suddenly slipped down her face, and she couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart anymore, turned around and flew into his arms, and choked loudly: "Father!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao gently patted her back, and after a long time, he pushed her away with slightly red eyes and said, "Go in and talk!"

Shangguan Yan'er nodded again and again, wiping the tears on her face, and her little daughter's posture was full at this moment.

In front of the purple bamboo forest on the right are three bamboo houses, and the yard in front of the bamboo houses is planted with a sea of flowers, and colorful butterflies shuttle in the sea of flowers, making this place look particularly peaceful and natural.

Walking through the courtyard, gently pushing open the bamboo house, entering the main hall, a portrait appeared in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao's eyes, the portrait depicted a middle-aged man, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his expression was indifferent, holding the imperial sword in his hand, wearing a jade crown of nine dragons, wearing a golden Xuantian battle armor, and stepping on the heavenly shoes, making him look like a god of war above the nine heavens.

This is his appearance in his previous life, and from the lines and coloring of the portrait, it is obvious that it was from a woman's hand. Shangguan Xiaoyao has such an eye, just at a glance, you can see that this portrait is from the hand of his little daughter.

In Shangguan Xiaoyao's memory, the youngest daughter Shangguan Yan'er in her previous life was not good at calligraphy and painting, and only focused on martial arts.

After entering the bamboo house, Shangguan Yan'er's longing that had been up and down for thousands of years burst out completely, and she threw herself into Shangguan Yaoyao's arms again, crying: "Father, I didn't expect that after ten thousand years, my daughter would be able to see you again!"

Shangguan Yan'er's tears slipped down her face, she had lived for 10,000 years, and it was the first time that she expressed her emotions without reservation, like an ordinary little woman, expressing her longing to her father.

Since hearing the news that her father had fallen in the tomb of the Great Emperor, Shangguan Yan'er had never had a smile on her face, and since then there has only been the word "cultivation" in her life.

originally thought that she would never have the opportunity to see her father again in this life, but under the great longing, she abandoned her past boredom, learned calligraphy and painting, painted her father's face, and worshiped from time to time, so as not to forget his appearance.

God is pitiful, now that my father is back, he is finally back!

Shangguan Xiaoyao hugged his favorite little daughter, and his heart was extremely satisfied, this was the only surviving daughter among dozens of children in his previous life, and he was also the closest person in this world.

Although he also misses his grandson Shangguan Bao'er and his granddaughters Shangguan Yan'er and Shangguan Yu'er very much, after all, the grandchildren are still separated by a generation, and there are as many as three, so in terms of closeness, it is naturally not as good as Shangguan Yan'er, the only daughter.

The father and daughter have been separated for thousands of years, for Shangguan Xiaoyao, it is only a few years, but for Shangguan Yan'er, it is a real time to spend thousands of years.

Therefore, this narrative of farewell is basically Shangguan Yan'er talking, and Shangguan Xiaoyao is listening.