Thunder roared, dark clouds rolled in, and heavy rain poured down.

In the small courtyard of Yifu, the south of the wing, a large number of people stood in the bitter wind and rain, and the black crowd extended out of the small courtyard, wrapping the three layers in the small courtyard and the outer three layers tightly. At the head were the great elders, third elders and old housekeepers of the Wing family with sad faces, and behind them were dozens of high-level members of the Wing family, more than two hundred third-generation juniors of the Wing family, and more than three hundred generals of the Wing family. No one organized, when Yi Nantian was carried back, all the people of the Yi family spontaneously gathered outside the door of Yi Nantian, sadness and confusion filled their eyes, and no one went to the storm on the side of the accident, because in their hearts, the wind was stronger and the rain was more urgent.

The former King Wing family, is this the end of the family that has been inherited for 400 years!?

The Wing Shenlong stood in the middle of the Wing family juniors with his eyes blank, and his mind was turned over and over again with the domineering tone of the North Styx and the back of the Wing Nantian falling down. Sikong Haoyue, who was next to her, was also covered by the rain, as if she had been fished out of the water, but she had no time to take care of her image, and a pair of eyes quietly shot out the light of pity and pity around the young man next to her.

In the wind and rain, her hand grasped him tightly.

No one spoke, and in the midst of the storm, there was dead silence.

With a creak, the two doors that had been closed for a long time were pulled open, and the silent crowd turned their gaze sharply.

Great Elder Yi Nankong's eyes were red, holding a swarthy token in his hand, he looked at the Yi family in the wind and rain desolately, his lips squirmed, and a hoarse voice with a hint of crying sounded: "What about the Wing Divine Dragon? The patriarch has something to say to him, let him in." After speaking, he walked silently into the wind and rain, and let the miserable wind and rain pour on his body. Behind him, Dr. Xu closed the door and walked out, blocking the wind and rain from the door.

The crowd of the Wing family parted into a large gap, and the Wing Shenlong and Sikong Haoyue were let in. Standing under the eaves, the Shen clan pulled the Winged Divine Dragon over, wiped the tears on his face, and choked up: "Your grandfather wants to talk to you, hurry up and go in." ”

The dripping Wing Shenlong's expression moved, and suddenly a feeling of fear struck him, making him want to escape, escape all this sudden change, if all this is still the same as two hours ago, how good it would be, the Wing family is still lively, smiling and celebrating the seventieth birthday for Grandpa, Grandpa's back is still straight, and the hearty laughter can shake the entire Wing Mansion. Why did it become the way it is......

The Winged Dragon trembled all over, his heart was cold, and his face was pale. In the cold, there was a reassuring softness and warmth in the right hand. The Winged Dragon looked down, and it turned out to be Sikong Haoyue's beautiful little hand gripping his palm tightly.

"How is my grandfather?" the Winged Shenlong asked Doctor Xu through gritted teeth, tightening his small soft and boneless hand.

Doctor Xu shook his head silently and sighed, "Come in, Lord Nantian wants to see you." ”

The Winged Divine Dragon looked back, Sikong Haoyue and the Shen Clan nodded at him, and in the storm, the Great Elder, the Third Elder, and a large group of Wing Clans behind all silently cast their eyes on him.

The Pterodactyl took a deep breath, squeaked the door open, and walked inside, the door closing silently behind him.

The candlelight in the room jumped, emitting a dim light, and Yi Nantian was leaning on the bed, his lower body covered with an earthy yellow quilt, looking at him kindly.

"Little rabbit, here, come, come and sit. Yi Nantian's only remaining right arm moved, as if he wanted to beckon the Wing Divine Dragon, but after all, he only moved for a moment and then there was no movement.

At this moment, looking at Yi Nantian, who had never been weaker than before, the tears of the Wing Shenlong finally couldn't be stopped, and they flowed silently from his eyes. The Winged Dragon choked and knelt in front of Yi Nantian's bed, grabbed Yi Nantian's arm tightly, and sobbed, "Grandpa, how are you?"

Yi Nantian tried his best to show a smile and said, "Don't worry, grandpa is very good, you can still drink ten catties of spirits, eat ten catties of barbecue, cough cough ......"

The Wing Shenlong looked at his grandfather with teary eyes, at this time, Yi Nantian no longer had the heroic and hearty momentum, and this defeat seemed to drain all his vitality. His gray hair no longer had its lustre, it had all turned a dull death-white, his old face was wrinkled and dry like the peel of a sun-dried orange, and the light of his eyes was no longer stubborn and brave, but peaceful and serene.

"I heard, you made a war with that Northern Underworld?"

The Pterodactyl gritted its teeth and nodded.

Yi Nantian sighed and said, "Hey, why are you so stupid! The battle between the Yi family and the Youtian Dynasty will end today. You could have stayed out of it, why would you want to challenge the Northern Stygian Dust?"

Wing Shenlong thought that he had misheard, and looked at Yi Nantian in astonishment, and then said in great confusion: "Grandpa, that bastard trampled on the dignity of our Wing family, are we just so indifferent?"

Yi Nantian shook his head slowly, and said with a desolate smile: "Dignity? How can our Yi family have dignity for hundreds of years? The family is not as good as one day at a time, and the descendants are not as good as the next generation. The entire Heavenly Wind Kingdom is laughing at our Wing Family's incompetence and self-indulgence, and no one does not despise and spurn us. We have never had dignity. Today I have lost, I have lost a big defeat! I am the most incompetent and useless generation among the successive heads of the Yi family!"

The Winged Dragon choked and said, "No, Grandpa, in my eyes, you are the greatest!"

Yi Nantian's eyes were miserable, and he laughed silently: "Yes, you are my grandson, I always hope to set up a great figure in front of you, but unfortunately I failed miserably in front of reality after all." When I was young, I was gifted and unruly, and I was chosen as the Fulfiller of the Battle of the Burning Moon, and I thought I could win dignity for the Wing Family, but I was disabled by a knife in the Battle of the Burning Moon. When I was middle-aged, I wandered around Donglin County, hoping to create a world and revitalize the Yi family, but in the end I had no choice but to retreat. Now that he is old, he is about to die, and he will lose the last dignity of the Yi family cleanly, so that the whole world will laugh at our Yi family. I'm damned!"

Bean-sized tears rolled down from the corners of Yi Nantian's eyes, and the old man who was about to die whimpered silently.

The Wing Shenlong grabbed Yi Nantian's arm tightly, shook his head incessantly, and tears flowed.

Yi Nantian took a breath and said, "In my life, I tried my best to keep up with the ancestors of the Yi family, and worked hard to recapture the Yi Zu Tower and regain the dignity of the Yi family, but in the end, I buried everything!"

Yi Nantian's gaze suddenly softened, and he said, "I lost! But I also let go!" When the ancestors of the Yi family made an agreement with the Youtian Dynasty to fight the Yanyue War, they would not have thought that in the future, there would be an incompetent patriarch like me who would lose all the dignity of the Yi family in the hands of the disciples of the Youtian Dynasty. The disciples of the Youtian Dynasty have defeated the head of the Wing family, what face does the Wing family have to mention the battle of the Yanyue? The battle of the Yanyue can be stopped! Let me be this sinner for the ages! In the future, the Wing family can operate calmly and quietly and cultivate future generations with peace of mind, although there will be a lot of ridicule, there will be a lot of ridicule, there will be a lot of contempt, but it is better than cutting off the outstanding young men of the Wing family from generation to generation under the sword of the Youtian Dynasty. ”

Yi Nantian's face returned to the light with a hint of ruddy luster, and his body seemed to have gathered a trace of strength, his only remaining right hand grabbed the hand of the Wing Shenlong, his eyes were moist, and said: "Little Shenlong, listen to Grandpa's words, the battle of the Yanyue can be stopped! Don't challenge the Northern Underworld! Don't fight!"

The Winged Divine Dragon was shocked, looking at the Wing Nantian who was about to be established in front of him, and his eyes were still full of tears full of surprise and incomprehension.