Chu Hong didn't care much about the problems that the senior uncles and ancestors asked them to worry about, after all, his current cultivation, if there was really a hidden adult dream eater tapir, just blowing a breath would be enough for him to die dozens of times.

Besides, he didn't think that this matter would have anything to do with him, after all, there was a dream-eating tapir incident before he went to Python Mountain, and he just happened to meet it.

The only difference is that he recognized the dream tapir on the spot, and if he was replaced by someone else, it was very likely that he would directly kill the cub as soon as he found the clue, and from this convenience, he could be regarded as saving the life of the dream tapir cub.

Anyway, I have already made an explanation for the dream tapir. As for whether those uncles and ancestors killed the little food dream tapir in the end or really handed it over to the fifth senior brother to domesticate, it was up to fate.

However, Chu Hong was very much looking forward to them handing over the Dream Eater Tapir to the Fifth Senior Brother, and when he thought of the Fifth Senior Brother and this Dream Eater Tapir snuggling up to each other and sleeping together, he practiced. That kind of picture is really sour.

Chu Hong had just walked out of the underground space of the torture hall, and happened to meet the little senior sister and Hu Weiwei who came to find him, as well as the disciple who reported the news.

"Little Senior Sister, what are you doing here?"

"Little junior brother, are you okay, why did you come out?" Zhan Yunqian said with some surprise when she saw Chu Hong.

"What's the matter, I won't come out, stay there for the New Year!" Chu Hong glanced at Zhan Yunqian.

"No, I mean, they didn't make things difficult for you, did they? The underground space of the torture hall is said to be that the king of Hades can't get in and out, why are you acting like no one?"

"I didn't make any mistakes, what can they do to me? Don't worry, there's just a big guy in there who wants to see me. It's not as serious as you think. Let's go, let's go. Chu Hong laughed and said happily. After all, there are so many people who are worried about their safety, and I am still very happy.

"Senior Brother Chu, what about Python Mountain?" asked Hu Weiwei who didn't open a pot and which pot to mention.

"Oh, Senior Brother Hu, don't you say that I forgot, the merits and demerits are worth it, you remember to help me wash my clothes for a year!" Chu Hong almost forgot, patted his head, and said with a smile at Hu Weiwei.

And Hu Weiwei on the side was eager to slap himself twice and make himself talkative.

At this time, outside the main gate of the outer gate of Jiuyuan Mountain, a woman wrapped in a black tights had just arrived.

Chu Hong talked and laughed with everyone and walked all the way back to Xuanxing Peak to pick up the Immortal Pavilion, and once again took out the wine that he secretly came from him last time while the fifth senior brother was asleep. Frame it to everyone, and I haven't started drinking it yet. I heard someone shouting outside the door: "Dare to ask Senior Brother Chu Hong, can you ask Shi Lang, a disciple guarding the mountain at the outer gate, to see you." ”

Chu Hong looked at everyone suspiciously, as if to confirm that it was not their prank. Then I went out to see what was going on?

When Chu Hong arrived outside the hall, he saw a male disciple wearing outer door clothes and a strange woman in black standing outside the door.

"Two, I don't know what to do with Chu?"

"Senior Brother Chu, it's not looking for you below, it's this woman who said that she has something important to look for you!" said the outer disciple pointing at the woman in black.

"This senior sister..."

"Senior sister doesn't dare to be, do you remember the original promise?" The woman in black looked like she was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and without waiting for Chu Hong to speak, she directly interrupted him, her voice as crisp as a yellow warbler.

"Promises, but you and I don't know each other, do we? I don't remember any promises between you and me!"

"What's the matter?????

This hoarseness made it impossible to distinguish between male and female voices, making Chu Hong instantly remember the experience of near-dying.

"It's you, Ghost Face, why are you here? Please come in, please come in!"

"Since Senior Brother Chu really knows this person, then Senior Brother retired first. Shi Lang, an outer disciple, said hello respectfully, and retreated directly.

"There's no need to sit, this is your letter from the prince's mansion, you can take a look at it first!"

Chu Hong took the letter, saw that it was Fang Wei's letter, and wrote that the prince had opened it himself. When Chu Hong saw that the fire paint was intact, he hurriedly sent a letter, ready to see what was written.

"You're from my house, I wonder if you've ever seen my grandmother, and I wonder if he's in good health?"

"Yes, I did go to your house, and besides, my grandmother was unwell, and I was bedridden when I came!" Ghost Face said with a blank face after all.

Chu Hong's hand that was opening the letter paused instantly, and he turned his head to stare at the big beautiful eyes of the ghost face. Asked in disbelief

"What did you say?"

"You'd better read the letter! It's more detailed. ”

Chu Hong hurriedly tore open the envelope in a panic, there was not much content on it, only a few hundred words. But Chu Hong watched it for a long time.

"What you say in your heart is true?"

"Well, it's true, when I set off, the old lady was already terminally ill, and it was all up to the old man Xuanwu to help. The old man Xuanwu said that he could only let the old lady live for three months at most, and then asked me to come and report the news. I hope you will rush back as soon as possible, so that you may be able to see the old lady again. ”

Ghost Face said softly.

"I was on a non-stop journey, and even then, it took me a month and a half to get here. So you're running out of time. ”

After listening to the words of the ghost face, Chu Hong hurriedly ran towards the hall.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, do you know where Senior Brother Golden Eagle is? I want him to do me a favor! Please Senior Brother Golden Eagle send me back to the Far East, and set off now. ”

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The land of the extreme east, Zhao State, Qingzhou, Qi Wangfu.

At this time, the entire Qi Palace's mansion was already busy.

Chen Jianniang stood at the gate at this time, looking out anxiously from time to time.

After a while, the lame butler also limped out of the gate.

"Jiao Niang, how is it?

"No, this is almost dying!" Chen Jianniang stomped her foot anxiously.

"It's okay, don't worry, don't worry. You go to the inner courtyard to accompany the old lady, I'll wait here! Calculate the time, the old man Xuanwu went to ask the ghost hand doctor to come back soon, you go and prepare first!"

Steward Sun's mouth was full of anxiety, but he was still comforting this girl who was less than twenty.

Seeing Chen Jianniang enter the gate, she sighed secretly.

"I don't know when the prince will come back, Miss Ghost Face has been gone for so long, I don't know if I have found the prince. If you don't come back, you really won't see the old lady for the last time!"

As he was talking, he suddenly heard a loud cry from the sky. Then, before he could react, he saw a figure that had arrived in front of him for some time.

"Uncle Sun, Grandma, how is he?"

Only then did Steward Sun see that it was Chu Hong who jumped from the sky, and in the sky, there was a huge golden eagle that was gathering its huge wings and preparing to land.

"Lord, Lord, you are back! Quick, come in! The old lady thinks so hard about you!" Steward Sun held his lame legs, and the old tearful hand took Chu Hong and ran into the palace.

Seeing this, Chu Hong directly lifted the housekeeper and walked towards the back house as fast as possible.

"Grandma, grandma, I'm back!" Before anyone could enter the door, Chu Hong had already shouted.

"Grandma Liu, it's Brother Chu, it's Brother Chu's voice, listen!" Jiu'er, who was accompanying the bed, cried while holding the old lady's dry hand that was almost only bones left.

"Good grandson, is my good grandson back?" the old lady, who had been unconscious, also seemed to hear a shout at this moment, and asked with a faint breath.

"Grandma, it's me, it's me back! You get better quickly, your grandson is ready to take you to the fairy mountain to enjoy happiness!"

As soon as Chu Hong entered the door, he happened to hear the old lady's angry murmur. Kneeling in front of the bed, holding the old lady's hand with both hands, he began to cry.

The old lady struggled to open her somewhat blurred eyes, and her already dry and yellow face was full of wrinkles and tried to show a smile, looking at the young man in front of her, and gently stroked Chu Hong's face with her hand.

"It's Hong'er, it's my good grandson, I didn't dream this time!"

"Yes, yes, it's me, grandma, you're not dreaming, it's me back!'s grandson is coming back to see you!" Chu Hong grabbed grandma's hand tightly again, letting the old lady's cold palm tightly against her face.

"Good grandson, you're back, you miss your grandmother!" the old lady tried to keep a smiling face, and finally couldn't control it anymore, and the old tears whimpered.

"Grandma, it's me who is not good, it's all my fault! I'm back, I'm back with you! I'm worrying you, I'm not going to go again!"

Chu Hong's eyes were red from crying, and her tears fell uncontrollably.

At this time, Zhan Yunqian, Ghost Face, Fang Wei, Zhao Qingchan and others, who had just entered the door, looked at the crying young man in front of them, and they couldn't help but have red circles in their eyes, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

Where does Chu Hong still look like that young general who sings wildly at this moment? Where does he still look like that prince who dominates the court? Where does he still look like that immortal disciple who is in danger?

Only at this moment can everyone realize that this crying boy is really just a teenager. A young man who is about to lose his closest and only relative in this world.

Good grandson, I!

The old lady on the sickbed may have just been too excited, and suddenly coughed violently.

"Grandma, grandma!" Chu Hong hurriedly clenched her grandmother's palm, which was already so thin that there was almost no flesh and blood, and a trace of anger was entered, and the grandmother coughed a little lighter.

"Good grandson, grandma knows that you are a person with great ability. Originally, I left from Wanzi, but I actually didn't have any ideas, I'm a bad old woman, and I'm going to die. Who would have thought that God would take me to my death! Give me a grandson, and someone will send me to the end when I die!

Frankly, these last two years were the happiest two years of my life. In my life, I have suffered hardships, sins, and tiredness. When I get old, I am beginning to enjoy happiness. It's worth it!"

The old lady was probably because of Chu Hong's imported Qi, but her spirit at this time was much better than usual.

"But the only thing I can't let go of is you! Although you and I are not related by blood, I see that your grandson is promising. Grandma is happy, grandma is happy in her heart!

When you came back with Zhao Yatou, I was still thinking that while my body was still strong, you would get married as soon as possible, and give me a great grandson, and I would be able to take you for a few years.

I didn't expect my grandson to be a great cultivator, have a fairy fate, and be favored by the old immortal master. ”

"Grandma, don't say it, you rest, take care of your body, I will listen to you for everything. Don't you want to hold your great-grandchildren? You have taken care of your body, I will marry Qingchan, give birth to a lot of great-grandchildren, let you bring your great-grandchildren every day, and let them call you grandma every day!"

Chu Hong cried with red eyes, comforted the old lady, and tried to make the old lady happy.

And Zhao Qingchan, who was just outside the door, couldn't help blushing when she heard the conversation between the two ancestors and grandchildren, even on this occasion.

Even if it was a word she had heard countless times in her dreams, a picture she had seen countless times in her dreams.

"Hehe! Silly boy, you are talking nonsense! Chan'er is a royal bloodline, and you don't have a bright media to marry, don't talk nonsense, you will ruin the reputation of Chan'er!"

The old lady laughed a few times.