Jiang Taibai stroked his beard, the whole family, up to now, this is all his step by step management.

At the time of the previous family heir, there were no more than twenty people.

After up to 200 years of forbearance, there are now more than 100 clansmen, and their hearts can be regarded as gratifying.

For the family, he asked himself that he had done a good job and was worthy of anyone.

His sons and daughters, in order to protect their clansmen, voluntarily broke off, and finally died tragically on the periphery of the 100,000 mountains, at the door of their own homes.

This is his only pain, the pain that he can't speak to outsiders, and even his own granddaughter, who has always been haunted by his own death.

Before the title of grandfather, a patriarch must be added.

Every night in the dead of night, often washing his face with tears, who can understand the powerlessness in his heart?

"Old guys, it's time to come out and have an event."

Jiang Taibai muttered, his eyes looked into the depths of the ancestral hall, and looked at the group of siblings and elders who could not escape from the world.

It is a lie to say in my heart that I am not angry, and there are some things, only by being in the position of the patriarch can we understand the responsibility of the representatives.

With great power comes great responsibility.

Although he Jiang Taibai is in the Saint King Realm, those old guys, who is not in the Saint King Realm? Why should he bear the burden and notoriety alone?

Isn't it an evasion of responsibility to escape from the world one by one?

How many people know their people today?

So he planned a genius competition in the clan, called this group of people out, and at the same time, assigned each of them a few juniors to teach, and let them teach in person.

It is better to let the younger generations fight, than to live in the depths of the ancestral hall every day, and a few old guys fight openly and secretly.

Instead of internal friction with each other, it is better to devote your mind to cultivating younger generations.

In the blink of an eye, five days passed, and Lin Chen put away the last scroll and stretched his waist greatly, his eyes full of bloodshots.

But the spirit was still full, but the limbs were a little stiff, and there was a creaking sound.

"It's finally done, I hope you like it."

Looking at the more than ten scrolls in front of him, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, for the sake of that group of children, it was worth not eating or drinking for the past few days.

"It's been five days, and the children should have come out, right?"

When it comes to that group of children, I don't know how their cultivation is, according to their talents, it shouldn't be too bad, right?

Qingxue, which is the lowest cultivation, was the Seven Heavens of Quenching a few years ago, and I am afraid that Yuanhai has already been opened up.

Pushing open the courtyard door that had been closed for five days, a petite and delicate figure came into view.

But there was a powerful icy aura on its body, like a piece of 10,000-year-old ice.

The powerful cold aura gave people an aura that no one could approach, and Lin Chen couldn't help frowning.

"Ling'er, do you want to participate in this competition too?"

Who else is this the genius of the Jiang family?

The side that Lin Chen didn't want to see the most still happened, and from the time he first saw that senior, he had a strong premonition in his heart.

For the hatred in her heart, Ling'er's desire for strength and revenge is slowly eroding her innocent heart.

The cold aura on his body is the best proof of this.

"Huh..."

"Brother Lin? I haven't seen you for a year, and you've changed a lot. ”

Looking at the tall figure at the courtyard gate, Ling'er couldn't help but look up and down.

After confirming that it was Lin Chen, he ran over happily.

"I have a little understanding of the Great Dao, and as a result of cultivating the Dao of the Sword, I have become a lot stronger."

"Now it's no longer the weak and windy it used to be, but I don't need Ling'er's protection."

looked up and down at Ling'er, who I hadn't seen for a year, and couldn't help but sigh, it was really the eighteen changes of the female university.

It's become more slim, it's more beautiful.

The hair tied into a small tugging turned into two small balls, and I couldn't help but want to rub it several times, but I couldn't help it.

Ling'er is no longer a child, she has grown up, and there is a difference between men and women.

"Brother Lin Chen, are you waiting for Ling'er?"

After not seeing each other for a year, Ling'er felt that there was a little more estrangement between them.

is not as intimate as before, and when I think of my own cultivation, I can't help but feel distressed in my heart.

In order to avenge her father, she chose Bing Xinjue, knowing that her mood gradually became cold.

But she had no choice, I hope Lin Chen can be considerate of herself.

This is the closest person she is to except for the patriarch grandfather.

"You, come in!"

Lin Chen looked at Ling'er, who was entangled and had a dull face, and walked sideways into the courtyard.

"Hehe, Brother Lin Chen, do you have anything to eat? I'm dying of hunger. ”

Pretending to have an extremely lively expression, his eyes sparkling, trying to be his original self in Lin Chen's eyes.

"What do you want to eat? I'll do it for you. ”

Rubbing the balls on the top of the other party's head, he knew that the once eccentric girl had gone away.

Secretly sigh that time is really the most ruthless thing in the world, it can take everything away from you, and there is no sense of disobedience, there are always thousands of reasons that cannot be refuted.

"Hee-hee, I want to call flower chicken, Dongpo meat, blue and white cakes...."

Ling'er wrinkled her nose with satisfaction, and as in the past, she folded her fingers and counted them one by one.

Lin Chen was not impatient, listened patiently, and remembered them one by one.

Seeing that the other party was seriously memorizing each dish, Ling'er's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally looked at the other party curiously, and said, "So much, aren't you afraid that I will waste it?" ”

In the past, there were only five dishes in the sky, otherwise it would definitely cause the other party to roll their eyes and complain.

"If you can't eat it, you can save it with your vitality, and eat it when you want to."

Hearing this, Ling'er trembled violently in her heart.

Big sparkling eyes with a few tears.

"Brother Lin Chen, are you blaming Ling'er?"

If you can't eat it, save it with aura, this sentence contains too many words.

She is no longer the little girl she was at the beginning, and under the influence of Lin Chen, she knows what it means to be sophisticated.

It's nothing more than blaming yourself for a whole year of cultivation, and it's extremely difficult to see each other.

If you can't finish eating, you may be able to think of him when you see the food, and remember that there is still someone waiting for you.

Because of the cultivation of the Ice Heart Technique, she became more and more cold, resulting in a somewhat indifferent personality, and even when she came to find Lin Chen, she had to brew emotions for a long time.

"Okay, I'll play with you."

"No matter how time passes, no matter who I become, I will be your brother Lin, and I will always have a solid backing."

No matter who he becomes, he pokes the string in Ling'er's heart, and the tears turn into tear stains and flow out without fighting.

"It's all adults, and they're still crying."

"Don't think that if you cry your nose, you won't help me make a fire, so many dishes, you can't kill me."

wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked to the kitchen.

"Hehe, this is not crying nose, Ling'er is so strong, how can she cry nose? It's the eyes that get into the sand. ”

Untied the knot, no longer deliberately disguised, changed back to the state it should be now, and followed in.

I also muttered to myself in my heart.

"No matter what kind of person Ling'er becomes, it will always be your Ling'er, and it will still be the Ling'er who runs around behind your ass.

Although the Dao Perception has not yet been introduced, and it feels like it is only one foot away from the door, there is still no problem with the ten days and a half months of Bigu.

Open the kitchen that has never been opened for half a month, a familiar environment, a familiar person.

What he can do is to keep his original intention, no matter how he changes in the future, he Lin Chen will still be their Uncle Lin.

is still the one who dares to reach out to Yuan Hai and slap their buttocks.