Tang Zhening and Chu Jiwei followed An Zesi and they walked into a quaint courtyard with gurgling springs and flower and bird pavilions.

She thought this was the courtyard of Anfa Town - this old boy really likes classical culture, he doesn't talk about it all the year round, and he eats all kinds of antiques, except for not chewing words, he is a living ancient.

I didn't want to hear the movement, but the one who walked out of the house was a handsome man with a handsome and fair face, and it was a joy to see. In such an ancient courtyard building, he obviously had short hair and neat hair, wore a gray linen coat, and wore a pair of shiny black leather boots under his feet, but he was stunned without the slightest disobedience.

Tang Zhening thought about it, probably because this person's temperament is quiet and soft, and he has a temperament that has nothing to do with modern times.

"Zeth? What happened in a hurry? Seeing their group, the man didn't move his eyebrows, and asked in a calm tone.

"Father......" An Zesi opened his mouth, and his eyes turned red, "Mother, she...... The yuan has fallen! ”

An Youjun looked stunned, and his eyes showed an emotion that Tang Zhening couldn't understand.

- Later, An Youjun himself said that at that time, it was as if he was dragged out of a desolate dream. Before I had time to comb it slowly, I faced the collapse of the sky.

Poof, when Tang Zhening came back to his senses, he found that it was An Youjun who vomited out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person withered.

"Father!" Anzes was shocked.

"It's fine." An Youjun not only rejected his son's hand, but also raised his hand to stop a group of servants who were about to rush forward.

He took a towel from the flower world and slowly wiped the blood from his lips and chin. In this process, Tang Zhening noticed that his eyes changed.

It's like a glacier silent in the middle of the sea, revealing the surface of the sea little by little, revealing the edges and corners of every inch.

An Youjun threw away the bloodstained towel in his hand and strode out.

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't dare to look at each other, and followed behind.

Tang Zhening really didn't expect that the patriarch of the An family would have such a style.

Soon, the group came to a secluded courtyard. The layout of this courtyard is similar to that of Anzesi's courtyard, but the scenery inside is prosperous and beautiful, and there is ingenuity in the details, and it is a woman's residence at a glance.

Could it be that this is the courtyard of His Holiness Guanghe?

Tang Zhening guessed so, and An Zesi on the side whispered: "This is my grandmother's residence." ”

Luo Qixia soon noticed that there was an uninvited guest and walked out of the house.

"Youjun?" She couldn't help but be surprised to see that there was a son.

But when she saw Ming Tan beside An Zesi, her face immediately changed, could it be......

An Youjun knelt down, bent down at Luo Qixia, touched the ground with his forehead, and the whole person fell to the ground, and said in a difficult voice: "Mother, my son is not filial, please foreshadow Aqi's life." ”

Luo Qixia's expression was complicated, and she wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

What can be said?

The words have been exhausted by this rebel.

She is just dispelling the divine realm, but her daughter-in-law is the Venerable Na Yuan, and she is destined for her, and she will end up ...... Losing half of your life is light, and it is estimated that you will lose most of your remaining life.

Of course, she knew that this son was very good, and she would definitely find a way to make up for her losses in the future, and there would be a large amount of compensation, but ......

As a mother, how can her son not be angry when she makes such a request to herself for the sake of another woman?

However, she knows better that with her son's temperament, if she is not happy to say half a sentence, he will turn around and leave.

So, she could only say yes.

"What does it mean to be a metaphor?" Tang Zhening asked Chu in a low voice.

Chu Jiwei replied: "It is a kind of fortune counting, and you can think of it as a fortune telling." ”

That's right.

Tang Zhening immediately understood.

"What the hell happened to Guanghe?" Luo Qixia asked.

It's really hard to say how she feels about this daughter-in-law. Whose son marries a daughter-in-law who looks like a fairy and has outstanding family strength is not happy to be a parent? But to say that there is no mustard is also a lie, obviously an elder, but his cultivation is not as good as the other party, his age is not as good as the other party, and his insight and views are not as good as the other party.

Ren Guanghe Venerable was very able to bend down, calling his mother affectionately, and offered to let her call her by her name, without honorific titles. But how dare she be so presumptuous, and finally compromised, she only called the other party Guanghe.

But it's awkward or awkward.

An Youjun said: "Guanghe Yuanluo, I want to ask my mother to give her life." ”

Luo Qixia suddenly gasped.

Tang Zhening and the others also took a breath of cold air.

An Youjun ...... I didn't want to accept my fate, and I wanted to turn the tide in such a situation.

"Father, do you know that Mother has fallen before and has been awakened once?" Anzes asked.

He thought his father should not know, but when he thought about it, he felt impossible.

He has always been the kind of person who likes to plan ahead and like to take control of everything. The entire Panlong Star people, as long as they have names and surnames, he knows the details of the other party.

This is the case for others, and for the wives who share the same bed, can it be an exception?

Sure enough, An Youjun nodded, but what he said next was shocking.

"When I met her, she was already in the middle of the yuanluo, and I woke her up." An Youjun said.

"Father, what did you use to wake up Mother? Didn't you say that my mother had no emotions at that time, like a fool? Anzes was shocked.

An Youjun raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Yuanluo is a good thing worth proclaiming, isn't it?" ”

An Zesi was surprised and delighted, "What kind of lover's tears, do you still have it, father?" "Although it is said that there is a great risk in awakening the Yuanluo, the more times you wake up, the lower the success rate.

In interstellar history, the Venerable One who has been awakened twice throughout the ages can be counted on two hands.

Luo Qixia was so angry that she covered her chest, son! If I'm not mistaken, my son brought Guanghe home directly, saying that she was stupid because she was killed, and the result was ......

A Venerable Venerable Yuanluo, you actually brought it home, you are really not afraid that the entire An family will be buried because of your love brain!

As soon as she thought that this person was actually the patriarch of the An clan and was respected and admired by the clan, she wanted to vomit blood.

"Nope." An Youjun said: "Lover's Tears is my soul key, originally I always thought it was a waste soul key, but there was a fairly good grade, until I met your mother, I didn't know its essence, and named it Lover's Tears." ”

"Father, could it be that your soul key is a one-time soul key? But that's not right, although your cultivation over the years has not been fast, it is not without diligence, and it does not look like you have lost your soul key. Anzes frowned.