Chapter Seventy-One: Grandchildren

The night was cloudy and cold.

At this time, if someone looks down on the entire Winged Snake Villa from a high altitude, they will see that there are two different air masses in the sky above the entire Villa biting and devouring each other.

One is red and purple, like a four-winged wind snake; One was grayish-white, like a demon from hell, and it was extremely dazzling in the night.

In the highest and majestic pavilion hall of the Winged Snake Villa, Yun Wuxian, the patriarch of the Yun family, was discussing with the representatives of the various sects and families who had come to assist how to deal with the incident in the Taiyin Pool.

"Patriarch Yun, how is the situation in the Taiyin Pool now?" Although Lin Shan had dealt with Yun Wuxian several times, he was still in awe of this patriarch who was a few years younger than him.

Yun Wuxian was born with a handsome face with happy eyebrows, as if he didn't know what the troubles in this world were, so that people close to him would be deeply infected, become relaxed and comfortable, forget all the troubles and sorrows for a while, and with the three fluttering silver whiskers, he was a happy fairy who came out of the ancient paintings, which made people feel intimate and extremely awe-inspiring at the same time.

If Xie Tianyao saw Yun Wuxian, he would definitely be extremely surprised. Because in addition to the age gap, the patriarch of the Yun family, who is deeply respected by the clan, is too much like Yun Saihong in terms of expression and appearance. No, it should be said that Yun Saihong is too much like him.

"Not optimistic." Yun Wuxian did not hide it because it was a family matter, and said bluntly.

"Yang Ling City has sent two elders who are proficient in formations and prohibitions, and there is no way?" When Nanmen Yingfei heard this, he couldn't help but ask.

"The seal of the Taiyin Pool is not an ordinary seal, and special means are required to suppress it." When Yun Wuxian said this, there was a serious look on his face that he didn't usually have.

"Since that's the case, then use special means......" Nanmen Jianfei said, suddenly feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere, only to find that the people of the Yun family were all full of heaviness, and quickly swallowed the unfinished words back into their stomachs.

After all, he was born in an ancient family, and even if he was dull and didn't know how to be flexible, he realized that he had said the wrong thing at this time, and even though he didn't know what was wrong, he also closed his mouth with interest.

……

In the living room of the pavilion where everyone in Donghemen temporarily lived, Xie Tianyao asked Zhu Hu:

"Senior Brother Zhu, have you seen Senior Brother Yun?"

Zhu Hu was standing in front of a mural admiring the heroic deeds of the ancestors of the Yun family and the four-winged wind snake tearing apart the zombie group, and after listening to Xie Tianyao's inquiry, he just shook his head.

Xie Tianyao didn't say a word, turned around and walked outside.

……

After the representatives of the various sects and families who came to help dispersed, the people of the Yun family remained in the main hall, but at this time, everyone's faces were heavy, no one spoke, and even the joy on Yun Wuji's eyebrows was gone, replaced by boundless sorrow.

"Stop! This is the place where the patriarchs and elders discuss important matters, and without a token, the idle people are not allowed to trespass! Suddenly, the shouts of the guards came from the entrance of the main hall.

"It's you! This is the important place of our Yun family, not a place where a family traitor like you can come! Anyone who trespasses on heavy land, die! Then came Yun Zhuo's sneering words, and the sound of punches breaking through the air.

As soon as Yun Zhuozhuo's words fell, there was another scream, and the whole person flew upside down into the main hall.

There was another figure that rushed into the hall with Yun Zhuo's upside-down figure, and the flying sword of that figure was on Yun Zhuo's neck.

"It's you! Don't hurt my son! Yun Weide got up from the case, and he was about to save his son from the other party.

"Don't move, my flying sword doesn't have eyes." The other party sneered.

Yun Weide could only forcibly stabilize his body and stand there angrily. wanted to go to save his son, but he was afraid that the other party would take his son's life by mistake, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Are you a disciple of the Moving River Gate?" Yun Weihui stood up and stared at the humanity that had threatened her nephew with a slight frown.

"I'm afraid of your pink flying needle, it's best not to act rashly, otherwise I will take his life before you want my life." The other party grabbed Yun Zhuohui, blocked him in front of him, and looked at Yun Weihui coldly.

At this time, Yun Zhuo was already so frightened that he was incontinent on the spot, and the smell was stinking.

"Who are you?" Yun Weihui didn't expect that since the other party was young and knew his magic weapon for fame, he couldn't help but look at the other party carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he was or when he saw each other.

"Hong'er, I haven't seen you for ten years, you have grown up." Yun Wuji, who had been watching from the sidelines, said with a kind smile. When the other party was fighting Yun Zhuo outside, he had already seen the true face of the person, which surprised him.

Because he never dreamed that this young man who trespassed on the family's important land turned out to be his grandson, the son of his second son Yun Weiwen, Yun Saihong. Otherwise, it would be easy for him to take the other person's life.

Yun Saihong has not dared to face the high cloud without a trace since he entered the main hall, and when he heard his loving call at this time, he couldn't help but recall his childhood memories, and tears almost burst out of his eyes. However, the excitement in my heart was only fleeting, and I was soon filled with a strong hatred.

"You're Sejon? You really are Sejon! After listening to the old father's words, Yun Weihui finally saw that the young man in front of him was not the son of his second brother, who was it? Her body shook and she walked over overjoyed.

"Don't come here!" Yun Saihong saw Yun Weihui rushing towards him, the flying sword in his hand shone brightly, and the sword qi pierced the cortex on Yun Zhuohui's neck, and blood seeped out, making him howl like a pig in pain, and also forced Yun Weihui to stop.

"Stop, he's your brother!" When Yun Weide saw it, he cried out in horror. He wanted to take Yun Saihong's life before his people recognized him, but his old father's eyes were always locked on him, so he had to dispel this idea.

"Whew!" Yun Weide didn't speak, but as soon as he spoke, Yun Saihong's face was full of murderous intent, and the sword qi left a few blood stains on Yun Zhuo's neck.

"Grandpa, Daddy, Auntie, help me, help me." Yun Zhuo's face was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his lips turned purple.

"Saihong, don't be impulsive, if there is anything to discuss, my aunt will definitely be on your side." Yun Weihui was stunned by the murderous aura emanating from Yun Saihong's body, and then there was a heart-wrenching pain.

The nephew back then was so kind-hearted that he couldn't bear to hurt even a small animal, and now his heart has been filled with hatred, holding his cousin hostage, and that crazy look will make Yun Zhuo die at any time, and all this is caused by the death of his second brother.

"Hong'er ......"

"Patriarch Yun, don't call me that, or I'll lose my life."

"Well, what do you have to do, just say it." Yun Wuxian sighed deeply. He knew this grandson's temper best, since he had followed his mother and left the Winged Serpent Villa forever, if it weren't for his last resort, he would never have stepped into the Winged Serpent Villa for half a step in his life, let alone come to see them.

As soon as Yun Wuxian's words fell, Yun Weide's father and son's faces were shocked, and their blood was lost, and Yun Zhuo was simply frightened and fainted.

"I want a second-grade top-level evil grass." Yun Saihong said without hesitation.

"Just for a second-grade top-tier evil grass?" Not only was there no trace of the clouds, but everyone present was stunned.