"Patriarch, he's a young master!" Zheng Er pulled Jiuyou to stand in front of the man and introduced. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh?" Jiuyou's indifferent tone made Jiuyou frown as he looked away.

The four eyes were facing each other, and there seemed to be a different color flashing in the cloudy gaze, and the nine shadows were only an illusion.

While Zheng Yang was looking at Jiuyou, Jiuyou was also observing him.

A shriveled and thin cheek was full of wrinkles, and the dull pupils looked like a twilight old man. The tattered robe obliquely covered half of his body, and his big yellow and dry hand held a half-empty wine jug as if it would fall off at any moment.

The rickety back, obviously the wine-colored hollowed out body, walked unsteadily. Half a hundred sideburns shouldn't have been something he should have at his age.

From Zheng Er's mouth, I learned that his father should only be forty years old, and the person in front of him must be at least eighty years old!

The most important thing is that the other arm is actually a prosthetic leg, a simple half-cut of dead wood, and the front is still in the shape of a wine bowl!

Suddenly, Jiuyou's warm chest was instantly cold, like a plate of cold who extinguished the fiery passion.

Only a question kept ringing in Jiuyou's ears, such a person is also worthy of being the patriarch of the Shadow Clan? Such a person is actually his father?

His face was covered with a haze, and he didn't even realize how he turned away. I felt that my feet were as heavy as lead, and I left a series of deep footprints on the ground step by step.

He didn't even want to say a word like this, if it was just a passerby, how good would it be......

"Young Master. Zheng Er looked at his back and called in a low voice.

Zheng Er knew that Jiuyou didn't say anything, but he was still looking forward to seeing the patriarch, especially when he entered the passage. She could clearly feel the warm wet sweat in Jiuyou's big hand, and he was nervous.

The two of them looked at Jiuyou together, silent for a long time.

"Go ahead and take care of him. ”

Zheng Yang's hoarse voice sounded again, and he didn't care that Jiuyou turned around and left, as if the two had never come. He took a sip of the flask, turned around and walked back into the room.

Seeing this, Zheng Er bit her lower lip with four charming white teeth, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Patriarch, the ink stone was snatched away by the three elders, and they sent many masters to capture the young master!"

Gollum!

Zheng Yang didn't seem to hear it, and poured a sip of turbid wine. Only when Zheng Er's voice was a fragrant breeze blowing in his ears, he walked towards the back room without stopping for a moment.

Seeing this, Zheng Er pulled down her little face, stomped her foot fiercely, turned around and hurriedly chased after Jiuyou.

Jiuyou's speed was not fast, and his kung fu only moved through the small courtyard at this moment. He lowered his head, his face gloomy, and his indifferent aura enveloped his body.

"Young Master!"

Zheng Er trotted all the way and finally intercepted him at the passage.

The sudden figure made Jiuyou's feet pause and stop in place.

His gaze slowly turned, and his cold eyes seemed to freeze even the air, almost squeezing a few words out of between his teeth, "He definitely can't be my father!"

Hearing Sen Han's words made Zheng Er's heart skip a beat, the young master in her memory was very gentle, and she had never seen such a cold side.

"Young Master. ”

Zheng Er looked at Jiuyou with a worried expression, and her white little hand gently held him.

The cold and delicate touch came, and Jiuyou was stunned and woke up. He glanced at Zheng Er complicatedly, and his mood was still very heavy.

The pause was only for a moment, Jiuyou let go of his hand, raised his foot and walked around Zheng Er to go outside.

"All the people in the Shadow World are looking for us......"

Zheng Er said eagerly. The words are only half spoken, and the meaning is already clear.

When I went out at this time, it was in the snow stream again, although the Baiyun Residence, where the patriarch lived, was rarely visited, but the pedestrians on the snow field were clear at a glance, there was no hiding place, and it was very easy to be discovered.

Jiuyou knew that it was not easy to hide at this time, and when he went out, he inadvertently disappeared, but he was dizzy for a while.

He didn't understand why he was angry, he just felt that his chest was clogged, and his inexplicable anger was higher than a while. Is it jealous that someone else has a good father, or is it dissatisfied that you are too weak? Maybe both.

"Young master, it's better to shape here, Zheng Er is about to break through!" Seeing that Jiuyou didn't speak, Zheng Er struck while the iron was hot, and her two big eyes looked cutely.

Hearing this, Jiuyou's heart moved, this is a good idea, if both of them enter the Yuan Shen realm, even if it is only in the early stage, it will be much stronger than now. It's just that he doesn't want to see Zheng Yang, or he doesn't want to see him look like he's better off alive than dead.

A hint of cunning flashed in Zheng Er's eyes, she naturally saw Jiuyou's expression, and immediately stretched out her hand to pull Jiuyou towards the courtyard.

"The room on the east side was where the young master lived when he was a child, and Zheng'er has been cleaning it. Zheng Er walked to the right hand side with Jiuyou, and then pointed to the room on the left hand side and said, "The room on the west side is Zheng Er's room, if the young master has something, come to Zheng Er." ”

Jiuyou nodded and said that the person had just come out of the main house due north, and he should have lived there. He silently thought that during this time, it would be good to avoid it as much as possible.

Squeak!

The doors open and the simple furnishings give a refreshing feel. Table, chair and bed, clean and neat, no extra stuff.

The satisfied color in Jiuyou's eyes, Zheng Er saw it in his eyes. Secretly snickering, the young master's preferences have not changed over the years!

"Then, the young master has a good rest, and Zheng'er will send food later. Zheng Er jumped out of the room with cheerful steps and closed the door.

There is a hint of success in his smart eyes, as long as the young master stays for a few more days, he will definitely be able to find out the good of the patriarch. Zheng Er thought silently, and walked towards the West House with her hands behind her back.

Standing in the room, the familiar and unfamiliar smell, as well as a faint feminine fragrance, was the smell of Zheng Er.

Quiet, in a temporarily safe environment, Jiuyou felt that he had nothing to do.

"Since that's the case, let's prepare for the soul pill to shape and rush to the primordial god realm. If it weren't for the Celestial Meteorite in the Land of Ice Heart, if it weren't for the Heavenly Meteorite, and making trouble together with the Land of Ice Heart, nine times out of ten, it would have broken through. Jiuyou muttered to himself.

At that moment, Jiuyou took off his robe and threw it on the hanger, tiptoeing, and his body flew down on the wooden bed.

Sit down cross-legged, close your eyes, and after a while, your breath gradually settles, causing the aura that lingers around your body to form a special cycle.

Zheng Er happened to bring tea in and saw this scene, and immediately put down the things in his hand and went out quietly.

She smiled secretly, "Baiyunju has a dragon formation, not only down-to-earth, but also in response to the time. Cultivation is no worse than the land of the Ice Heart!It is more conducive to breakthroughs, and the shaping of the soul pill lies in understanding. ”

An epiphany is far better than ten years of penance.