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In the Nanya prison, it was as if a killing god had walked in.

Yin Shuiliu looked regretfully at the young man who died in front of his eyes: "I'm sorry, I killed the wrong person, but fortunately, you are not the only one who died unjustly, and there are many people who will accompany you." ”

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Returning to the Suppression Evil Martial Arts Pavilion, Yin Shuiliu no longer entered through the main entrance, he avoided the disciples of the Martial Arts Pavilion and sneaked into the room of Yang Suppression Evil.

At this time, it was just the end of the ugly hour, and there was still a period of time before dawn, and Yang Zhenwei was sleeping soundly.

Yin Shui flowed to Yang Zhenwei on the couch and solemnly saluted, and after straightening his waist, he kept watching quietly, and did not wake up the old man on the couch.

The difficulty of this world is thin in the aura for a day, and there is not much meaning in cultivating the "Secret Book of the Sun" with the guidance technique, Yin Shuiliu feels the passing of the countdown to return, waiting for the "wake-up" of Yang Zhen Evil.

The light of the morning sun shone brightly, and when the sun was rising, a little girl shouted happily outside the door of Yang Zhenevil's room: "Grandpa, my mother's illness is cured, and my mother knows Xiaoya and my brother." ”

Before the door was pushed open by Xiaoya, Yin Shuiliu was about to avoid the footsteps in the dark, and then stood still.

Yang Zhenwei was woken up by Xiaoya's little hand, Yin Shuiliu was obviously standing beside Xiaoya, this little person who would pester his father and be coquettish whenever his father came back, but he couldn't see his father at all.

"Really?"

Yang Zhenwei was dragged out by the little girl, and Yin Shuiliu followed behind like a ghost.

The Mu clan was just as he had when he first met, and he saluted Yang Zhen evilly, calling his father-in-law, Yin Shuiliu knew that even if the Mu clan could see him now, he didn't know who he was.

After the family had breakfast, Yang Zhen coaxed the little girl brothers and sisters, and asked the Mu family to take them to play in front of the hall, while he walked to the martial arts arena according to the usual practice, inspected the disciples in the hall, and then leisurely went to take care of the flowers in the courtyard.

Blind and dexterous.

The shade of the tree covered the heat from the golden crow, and when Yang Zhenwei straightened his waist, he asked casually, "There shouldn't be much time left for you to return, why haven't you been silent?"

Yin Shuiliu said respectfully: "If the seniors don't make a sound, how dare the juniors be rude." ”

"Got a lot of questions?"

"Yes. ”

Yin Shuiliu looked directly at Yang Zhenxi's co-authored blind eye, and said abruptly: "Can the seniors show the juniors your eyes?"

Yang Zhen grinned evilly, and did not refuse, still in the form of a loving father for the past few days: "Why not, it's worth you to hang next to me for a long time before asking, others say that I am a blind old man, but my eyes have been closed." ”

Slowly opening his eyes, the pupil of the Blood Moon in it just glanced at Yin Shuiliu, and the essence and blood in his whole body boiled and burned to the point that he almost wanted to be incinerated away.

His eyes closed again, and Yang Zhenwei went to fiddle with his flowers again: "With your current cultivation, even if you have the ink stone to bless your cultivation, you can only take a look at the old man's blood moon." ”

Yin Shui slowed down for a while to stabilize this boiling, and he asked, "With the essence and blood condensation pupils of the whole body, the blood is the reason why the predecessors don't want ink stones?"

Yang Zhenwei said approvingly: "Since I saw you for the first time, I know that you are a smart person, but people are too smart, if you don't introspect yourself, sooner or later your heart will be higher than the sky, and your life will be thinner than paper." ”

Yin Shuiliu stared at Yang Zhenxi's veteran who didn't see any blood vessels in the sun, bowed down and said: "Thank you seniors for teaching, although the juniors are dull, they also save themselves every day." ”

Yang Zhenwei bowed his head slightly: "You know more about advance and retreat than when I was young, tell me, when did you guess that the old man was hiding in the dark?"

Yin Shuiliu glanced at the Mu family in front of the hall, and said the guess in his heart: "It is because of Mr. Yangkang's two appearances that the younger generation can guess that it is the old-timers who are playing in this world. ”

"Game World?"

Yang Zhenwei had a lot of disdain for these four words, and then shook his head slightly and said, "If it weren't for Kang'er secretly not being able to control it, would you list Guo Juju as your suspect?"

The little girl in front of the hall was shouting grandpa, and Yang Zhen waved her hoe in front of the hall, signaling the Mu family not to let their brothers and sisters run over: "Kang'er likes you since he sees you, but he is still a person now, and he has not completely turned into a pool of blood, so it is inevitable that he will sometimes be unable to control his emotions." ”

When he said "Blood Pool", Yang Zhen had a very strange expression on his face.

Crying and laughing.

Yin Shuiliu lowered his gaze and didn't look at it much: "So when Mr. Yangkang saw that the junior was a little close to the Mu family, he couldn't help but show up on the street and scared his lady to the point that his soul was scattered, and he asked the junior to kill the former pillow man last night." ”

Yang Zhenwei expressed his sympathy and explained on behalf of his son: "Forgive the old man for not being able to help, Kang'er has no ill will towards you, but sometimes he can't help but look at your stand-in." ”

Yin Shuiliu frowned slightly and said: "The younger generation has lost his foundation, but it is suitable to be a stand-in for Mr. Yangkang, but why didn't the seniors tell him, the younger generation can't always be for him, be his wife's father-in-law, and be the father of his children." ”

"It's rare that Kang'er agrees with you, why do you want to tell him?"

Yang Zhenwei looked up at the old face to meet the sun, and in this kind of warm person, the voice seemed to float from the sky: "He has few days to live." ”

At this moment, two little people were playing in front of the hall, and you chased me and rolled down into the grass in the courtyard.

The little girl's laughter like a silver bell came in the sun.

Yin Shuiliu glanced away: "Their father is not a ghost or a ghost, is it the work of his predecessors?"

Yang Zhen Evil did not answer.

Yin Shuiliu looked at the innocence on the little girl's face: "Is there a day when the little girl and Huya grow up, they will also become the blood pool of the seniors like his father, and provide the nutrients of the blood pupil moon for the seniors?"

Yang Zhen's wrinkled old face was full of love, and when he let the two grandsons in the grass not fight too much, he replied without denial: "Why do you look at the old man with such a sinful gaze?"

With a strange rhetorical question: "Don't tell the old man that you haven't killed blood relatives?"

As he expected.

This time it was Yin Shuiliu's turn not to answer, he walked into the shade of the tree, avoiding the little sister in the sun: "There is one thing that the junior has never figured out, since he entered this world and began to meet the seniors, the seniors and the juniors have never been alive, and there is no friendship at all, why do the seniors help the juniors so much?"

Yang Zhen smiled dumbly and said, "It's good or bad to be your father for a few days, how can I not help you?"

Yin Shuiliu was disappointed with this answer, he thought that Yang Zhenwei didn't want to answer, but the old man who was terrifying in cultivation said lightly: "The people that the old man has killed can have already been piled up into a city of corpses, if you think that the old man has the heart to pity others and help you for no reason, it is really a big mistake." ”