"Follow me to the Hui clan, you two have suffered enough, I'm sorry for you!"

Yi Shaozhong foamed tears of self-reproach, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all, obviously trying to hide his embarrassment.

Hong Mei and Zhang Yiyang looked at each other, and they could see the thick concern in Hong Meiniang's eyes, yes, she was moved.

Zhang Yiyang nodded and said: "You are indeed a bastard father, but you can't hide that I have the same blood flowing in my body as you, my mother suffered a lot in order to find you, although I finally see you today, but you have a wife, it sounds like a story, but it looks like a joke!"

Hearing the sarcasm of his own flesh and blood, Yi Shaozhong could only shake his head in embarrassment, it was true, but he couldn't change the status quo.

Zhang Yiyang then said: "Leave the rest of the time to you, whether you can impress your mother, or whether you can let your mother go with you, it's up to you!"

After speaking, he got up freely and walked out of the restaurant without looking back.

Zhang Yiyang knew that only she could open the knot in her mother's heart, and whether her father was right or wrong was not something he could evaluate, not because of anything else, because of his group of wives and concubines, he was not qualified to talk about Yi Shaozhong.

Dragging the sprinkled moonlight, Zhang Yiyang strolled through the almost uninhabited streets, looking at the closed doors and the whitened window lights.

Thoughts, little by little, converged into streams, all condensed in front of his eyes, first the water tide, then Xiaoman, then Xiaoyu, then Rouqing, Xue Ling'er, Xue Jun'er, Yan Yan, these met at first sight, and then had a relationship, unconsciously, they seemed to have become the most indispensable person in life, Zhang Yiyang.

And thinking of Yan Yan, that familiar and sexy appeal, until now, he can't forget it, but then again, Yan Yan is in the Wupin Continent, but I don't know where her family is?

"I guess it should be in the Spirit Beast Mountain Range!"

Zhang Yiyang sat on the gatehouse of the city wall, looking at the moonlight that was gradually hiding in the clouds, and wanted to find her, but thinking of the upcoming war, the urgency of time made him secretly worried.

When they were separated, Qinglong had instructed him to learn to keep a low profile and not to arouse the idea of the black dragon, and in the face of the upcoming war, it was not at all something that one person could control.

And Qinglong didn't intend to give up looking for the whereabouts of the White Emperor, and only the White Emperor could reseal the boundary between the Demon Domain and Fangzhou, so this was the only key to the entire war.

As for the candidates who can participate in the big battle, Qinglong is really not sure, and now how many people have defected to the black dragon, he doesn't know, so this is the only way he can think of it.

Unconsciously, the dark night gradually revealed a touch of fish belly white, and all night, Zhang Yiyang was thinking about what happened next, and what he was going to face, that big battle left him not much time, and he could consider staying out of it, because he was not in any camp, but he didn't want to give up just like that, after all, it was his first hometown.

Cross-legged, facing the east, with the gradually revealing morning sun, the purple qi came from the east, Zhang Yiyang ran the eyes of the pupils, nostalgic for the only secret method brought from his hometown.

After a long time, the sun rose, Zhang Yiyang finished his cultivation, and then got up and walked towards the inn, but Yi Shaozhong waited at the door of the restaurant before him.

Seeing Zhang Yiyang coming back, he smiled kindly and said, "Boy, I know that I am not a qualified father, but I want to do my duty as a father, are you willing to go with me?"