In their opinion, as long as Luo Feng comes back, the Luo family is still the father and son, so no one pays attention to Luo An.

Luo Ziheng felt a little more stable in his heart, and was helped back to the room with anger.

"Third brother, second uncle is in this room. Luo Xinci pointed to a remote and dilapidated courtyard, and there was a disciple guarding the door.

"What's going on? Why is there still anyone watching? so dilapidated?" Luo An suddenly became angry, even if Luo Zimo was not his real father, he also felt a little heartache in his heart when he saw this scene.

"This ...... This is all the uncle's idea, and the second uncle is not allowed to go out of the yard at will. Luo Xinci whispered.

"Damn, you're looking for death. "How could Luo An not see that his father was under house arrest? But this was Luo Ziheng's order, how could Luo Xinci and his father influence anything? Therefore, they could not be blamed.

"Stop, no trespass in the forbidden place of the family!"

Seeing the two of them coming, the disciple immediately greeted him and tried to stop Luo An.

"Get out!"

Luo An raised his hand and slapped it out.

"You ......"

The disciple was beaten out of the head, half of his face was swollen into a pig's head, and he got up and covered his face with a look of disbelief, "Who are you, dare to beat me?

"The head of the house? ”

"Smack!" Luo An slapped the disciple in the air, and immediately knocked the disciple out of the wall.

The disciple's cheeks were broken, his bones were broken several times, and he knew where to stop when he kicked the iron plate, so he hurried through the courtyard to the head of the family's room.

He is Luo Ziheng's descendant, Luo Ziheng has already left something to say, as long as Luo Zimo has any changes, tell him immediately.

Even if Luo Zimo failed to advance to the dragon and damaged his foundation, he didn't dare to be careless, for fear that Luo Zimo would make a comeback.

"Head of ......"

The concubine in the room reported the incident in the backyard to the head of the house.

Luo Ziheng sat paralyzed on the bed, in order not to be ashamed, he tried his best to sit as if he was not injured, and finally he groaned for a long time, but he waved his hand helplessly: "Forget it, let him go." ”

"This!" The disciple was stupid, he was still waiting for the head of the family to vent his anger, how could he think it would be this. This doesn't match the character of the head of the house, he has never seen the head of the house like this, and the situation is still a little decadent.

But the head of the family said that it didn't matter, where did he dare to say anything, so he had to retreat, no matter how stupid he was, he understood that something big might happen in the family.

"Smack!"

Here, Luo An stretched out his hand and grabbed the closed iron door, kneaded it into an iron lump a few times, and then rubbed it casually, and the still dark and tall iron door just now had turned into debris and sprinkled down.

Seeing Luo An crush the iron lump turned into an iron door with two fingers, Luo Xinci was frightened and stuck out her little tongue, she grew up in Luyuan since she was a child, and she had never seen such a terrible character.

She secretly glanced at Luo An, and said boldly: "Third brother, you must have gotten some chance, your ability is so strong." ”

Luo An nodded, didn't explain too much, and walked two steps into the courtyard.

Crunch!

The door opened, and a middle-aged man with gray sideburns and a slightly rickety back walked out of the room.

"An'er?" The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw Luo An, and two lines of muddy tears rolled down his cheeks, "An'er, is it you? Is it really you? Are you coming back?"

The middle-aged man staggered two steps and rushed towards Luo An.

"Father!"

Luo An took two steps forward and kowtowed, "Father, it's An'er who is back." ”

Whether it is for the predecessor or for the feeling that blood is thicker than water, he has to perform this salute.

"An'er, it's really you. ”

The middle-aged man stepped forward and grabbed Luo An's hand and pulled him up, looking up and down with somewhat cloudy eyes, "Hurry up, let my father take a good look at you." ”

Luo An looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and clearly felt his hands shaking.

After a long time, Luo Zimo said: "An'er, it is rumored that you are dead, how did you come back?"

"Father, sit down and speak!"

The two of them sat down, and Luo Zimo asked Luo Xinci to make tea again.

"I've been taking care of this child for ten years, otherwise I would have been suffocated to death, but fortunately, you're finally back. Luo Zimo glanced at Luo Xinci and said with a smile.

Luo An nodded and briefly explained what had happened.

"Luo Qing is dead!" Luo Zimo was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "An'er, you go quickly!"

He stood up, pulled Luo An and pushed out, "An'er, go quickly, leave me alone." ”

"Why?"

"Don't you know, didn't your uncle's eldest son Luo Feng go to the Shushan Sect in his early years? Now he is an inner disciple, and it is said that he is already a Jindan powerhouse, a transcendent existence, how can he easily let you go when he comes back? ”

Seeing his father's anxious appearance, Luo Anxin felt a warm current, pitying the hearts of parents all over the world, they always think about their children, regardless of their own safety.

"Father, don't worry, I can handle it. Luo An said.

"How do you deal with Luo Feng, he is Jin Dan. ”

"Trust me!" Roan patted his father on the shoulder.

Feeling his son's powerful arm on his shoulder, Luo Zimo nodded, and finally didn't say anything.

Despite his apprehension, he finally chose to believe in his son.

As soon as Luo Antian's eyes opened, he had already seen Luo Zimo's physical condition clearly, and he failed to advance to the dragon, and his foundation was damaged, causing his cultivation to gradually decline.

Originally, although the foundation was damaged, his cultivation would not decline too quickly, but because of his son's absence, the lack of heart qi, or the despair of life, he now only has three layers of Qi cultivation, and because of the lack of heart qi, he almost does not do much work, resulting in his true qi stagnation, although there is a realm of three layers of Qi training, but the strength is probably not as good as the first layer of Qi training.

"Hey!" Luo An shook his head, his attitude towards life has too much impact on the monk, otherwise it will only be ten years, Luo Zimo's cultivation will not fall so fast, at least there are eight layers of Qi training, and now there are only three layers of Qi training, it is completely his son's bad news that hit him, causing him to decline before he is old, and his cultivation will explode.

"Father, I will help you wash the scriptures and repair the foundation. ”

Luo An entered the inner room, found a wooden barrel for bathing, and then filled the barrel with the spring of innocence and brought it back to the outside.

"I failed to advance to the dragon transformation and my foundation was damaged, can I still repair it?" Luo Zimo looked at Luo An with an expression of disbelief.

"Of course!" Luo An smiled, "I can't guarantee that you will recover completely, but although the Great Dao is hopeless, it is still no problem to help you achieve the dragon." ”

"Can you still advance to the dragon?" Luo Zimo's body trembled with excitement, there was no dragon realm in the entire road, and the dragon realm was just a legend to them, and now that he heard that his son could help him advance to the dragon, how could he not be excited.

(End of chapter)