Yang Shaoheng, who couldn't bear it, stood up! There was still a fearless warlust in his eyes, as if the strength displayed by Yan Yu would not affect him in any way.

It's just that although Yang Shaoheng spoke up, Yang Tingshan pressed him, "Heng'er, even if we have to fight, we should give Yan Ge Lao time to recover, and we can't take advantage of others' danger." ”

"Yes. Yang Shaoheng sat down at this time, with disdain in his expression.

At this moment, Yang Shaoheng can still be so confident, which can only show that he either has absolute confidence, or he is brainless.

"It seems that Kunwuzong still has a backhand. "Di Wuhuan believes that Yang Shaoheng can be registered as the son of Kunwu Shaozong, and he should not be a blind and arrogant person, so Kunwu Sect must have an unexpected backhand!

Jun Antian then turned sideways to look at the old man on the side, "Senior Sword Servant, what do you think?"

Since watching the battle, the old man who has never expressed any opinion or spoken to the sword, he still quietly looks at the goddess on the stage, yes, the goddess.

The old man with the sword had already recognized that the woman who amazed the audience on the high platform was actually the goddess who sheltered the hidden capital that day, and he was very sure.

So, he said, "It's okay." "The end of Kunwuzong is today.

No matter what conspiracy, conspiracy, and background Kunwuzong has, in front of this woman who inherited the inheritance of the early Yuan Dynasty, it is all false. Absolute strength that will tear everything apart!

How Kunwu Sect bullied Cangwu Sect in the past, how will it be exchanged back today, this is the rotation of feng shui, and it is also the cycle of cause and effect.

"Are you so sure?" Jun Antian was still a little worried.

"Hmm. The old man with the sword replied, and lowered his eyes, as if he had entered meditation.

Jun Antian didn't bother anymore, just stared at the woman on the high platform, although he was also confident, but he was inevitably worried because of concern, just in case.

But as Jun Huan, the first disciple of the Junzi Sect, he also showed the same determination as the old man who served the sword, "She can do it." Because he had witnessed more, he knew that the ancestor of the ancient Ying Dragon had bowed down to this Miss Yan.

......

At this time, Yan Yu was not in a hurry to fight with the people of Kunwuzong, she walked down from the high platform, as if she was really ready to come down and rest for a while.

"Cool~" A certain child immediately happily asked his mother to hug him.

A certain big secretary held the cub and stated: "Your mother has been fighting the villain for so long, and she wants to rest." ”

"Ah!" Yan Xiaobao thought about it, and retracted his little fat hand.

But Yan Yu still reached out and hugged the little cub into his arms, "I still have the strength to hold Xiaobao." ”

Yan Xiaobao smiled happily, "Hey~"

Yan Yu touched the cub's velvet head, and turned his eyes to look at the Yan family grandfather who was still red in his eyes, especially the crying father, his head hurt slightly, but he could only approach the past and coax, "Isn't it okay." ”

"Daddy knows. Yan Qing, whose eyes were red and his voice was hoarse, wasted the boss's strength, so he didn't continue to cry, so as not to scare his little grandson, but he couldn't restrain himself.

In his daughter, he can always see the shadow of his beloved wife, especially today! In the past, his dream was also so heroic against those who bullied, insulted, and harmed her, and never retreated! Never fell! Never gave in.

It wasn't until the children she wanted to protect grew up healthy that he knew that she had exhausted everything, and she cruelly left him, leaving behind her infant daughter and two boys.

She was afraid that he would follow, and repeatedly told him that there was her inheritance in Xiao Yu'er, and he must take good care of Xiao Yu'er, so that Xiao Yu'er could grow up happily and live as she once hoped she could live.

Yan Qingqiang endured the heartache, missed his deceased wife, looked at the daughter in front of him, and then looked at the little grandson in his daughter's arms, and kept saying, "Okay, good ......"

This is probably what Meng'er wants to see, the appearance of Xiao Yu'er, and the appearance she hopes to be able to live, sassy and happy.

It's a pity that he was still not strong enough to even "see" her silent dedication to the children, and he didn't know the truth until she left.

"Dad, don't be sad. Yan Yu was not crying, but the obviously grief-stricken crying father was a little at a loss, and he had already subconsciously looked at a certain big priest.

The eldest priest who received his daughter-in-law's request for help had already taken the person into his arms, and at the same time looked at the father-in-law in front of him, "Father-in-law relax, Xiao Yu'er will not take her mother's path, it's all over." ”

"......" Yan Qing still couldn't help covering her eyes, hoping that her deceased wife could live to this day and see her most beloved little daughter grow into what she expected.

"Alright Dad. Yan Zishao patted his father's back and beeped quietly, "The junior brothers and sisters in the sect are all watching, look at you crying, I'm embarrassed." ”

"Get out!" Yan Qing really didn't want to see this son.

Yan Ziye also patted his father's shoulder, "The people of Kunwuzong haven't beaten it yet, dad, save some tears, let's go back to the house and talk slowly, is it feasible?"

"Master~" Yan Xiaobao also pounced on his grandfather.

Yan Qing naturally caught the little grandson, and felt that the little grandson was touching his chest, making him subconsciously look at the little one.

"Master~" Yingrun's big eyes were full of worries, while calling Grandpa, while touching his grandfather, seeing that his grandfather was still sad, he still had to rub it up, raised his little fat hand to touch his grandfather's face, and wiped his grandfather's tears cutely.

"You kid......" Yan Qing burst into tears and laughed.

"Huh~" Yan Xiaobao also seriously hugged his grandfather's neck, and the little fat hand gently patted his grandfather's neck, as if his father coaxed him, and coaxed his grandfather in the same way.

Yan Qing's heart soaked in tears was suddenly immersed in the spring water, and he already touched this intimate little grandson with a warm heart, "Our little treasure has grown up, and we know how to comfort grandpa." ”

"No, it's cute. "Yan Zishao is going to be cutely turned into a little nephew, and he also wants to be coaxed by his little nephew......

Yan Ziye stretched out his hand and put his father's hand, his hand, his second brother's hand, his sister and brother-in-law's hands together, "Mother will be happy when she sees us now." ”

"Me!" Yan Xiaobao hurriedly put his little fat hand on it, causing a burst of laughter.

Yan Hongchuan looked at this big family with great relief, but there were people who didn't have long eyes, and they were already shouting, "Yan Ge is almost rested, please!"