Yan Zhengjin's return to his hometown caused an uproar in Nanyi, and the news soon spread throughout the city.

Yan Zhengnai is a legendary figure in Taixing County and even Luoyun Prefecture, with extraordinary talent, strong strength, and noble status, and he returned to Nanyi City again after eleven years, as if he made Nanyi City instantly more brilliant.

Hearing this, the heads of the major cultivation families in the city went to the Yan Mansion to visit Yan Zheng, the Yan Mansion was full of people, and all kinds of people were coming and going, I am afraid that after today, the major forces near and far will send people to visit one after another.

This is the case in the cultivation world, strength is respected, and with enough strength, the status will rise, attracting countless forces to win over and worship, and attracting countless people to compete to curry favor.

Yan Zheng finished dealing with all kinds of people who came to visit, came to the backyard with the smell of wine, and knocked on Yan Ruoqing's door.

"Ruoqing, have you rested?" asked Yan in a harmonious voice with a gentle smile.

Although Yan Zheng is over forty years old, he seems to be only in his twenties, which is extremely young.

The face is handsome and resolute, somewhat similar to Yan Ruoqing, the temperament is elegant, the image is handsome, the spirit is extremely strong, and the body naturally exudes a strong aura, even if the breath is completely converged, it still looks extraordinary.

"Not yet!" Yan Ruoqing's indifferent tone came from the room.

When Yan Zheng heard this, he pushed open the door, and Yan Ruoqing was sitting at the desk in the room, holding a brush dipped in colored ink and drawing on rice paper, stroke by stroke, meticulous, extremely focused and devoted, as if he didn't notice Yan Zheng's arrival at all.

Yan Zheng glanced Yan Ruoqing up and down, showing a happy smile, he hadn't seen her for eleven years, the little girl had grown into a beautiful half-grown girl, although Yan Ruoqing couldn't help but be tired, he was still extremely pleased.

Yan Zheng saw that Yan Ruoqing was painting by himself, leaving him aside, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, came to the table, and said with a smile: "Ruoqing, what are you painting?

Yan Zheng looks very young, standing with Yan Ruoqing, he doesn't look like a father and daughter, but more like a brother and sister.

As Yan Zheng spoke, he looked down at the painting on the rice paper, and his smile couldn't help but stiffen, although Yan Ruoqing's painting was not too similar, he still saw that what Yan Ruoqing painted was Yan Ruoqing's mother.

Yan Ruoqing's mother had passed away six years ago, and seeing the portrait at this time evoked the sadness buried in her heart.

"Mother...... She...... How did you die?" Yan Ruoqing paused in the brush in his hand and asked about the cause of his mother's death, and he couldn't open his mouth, but he still wanted to figure out the matter.

Yan Zhengjian's brows were furrowed, his face was full of sorrow, and he sighed: "It's been several years, why bother asking?"

Yan Ruoqing was silent, plucked up the courage to ask the cause of death, but did not get an answer, and wanted to ask a second time, but she couldn't open her mouth.

Yan Ruoqing looked at the portrait on the rice paper in a daze, her heart became more and more irritable, more and more sad, and she tore the rice paper to shreds with a few noises......

Eleven years ago she was young, and now she only vaguely remembers her mother's face, which she has painted countless times, but she can't draw it.

With her danqing attainments, she can paint the people she has seen vividly, but she just can't draw her mother with her incomplete memory, this is not a kind of sadness, she just wants to take another look!

Yan Zheng knew that he was very sorry for Yan Ruoqing, he left home in his early years and did not bring Yan Ruoqing with him, and because of this, Yan Ruoqing never had the opportunity to reunite with her mother, and that separation was goodbye.

Seeing that Yan Ruoqing angrily tore up the portrait, Yan Zheng's heart seemed to have been pierced by a steel needle, and his chest was a little stuffy.

Yan Zheng didn't think about it, raised his hand and made a move, and the colored ink in the colored ink inkstone was led into the air by him, stretched out his hand and patted it, and the colored ink turned into seven-colored smoke, quickly rushing to the rice paper, and in an instant, a lifelike portrait appeared on the rice paper.

I saw a stunning woman on the rice paper wearing a white dress, with a graceful posture, a dusty temperament, fluttering white clothes, as if she wanted to ride the wind, her eyes were like autumn water, her eyes were pure, the corners of her mouth were raised, and she had a gentle smile, which was extremely infectious.

Although it is only a painting, it is lifelike, and the woman in the painting seems to fly out of the paper.

Yan Ruoqing looked at the lifelike portrait, her delicate body trembled, and her heart surged, the woman in the painting was her haunting mother, so real, as if it was right in front of her.

Yan Ruoqing stretched out her hand to cover her lips, her eyes flashed with water, and her eyes were full of sadness.

Considering that Yan Zheng was next to her, Yan Ruoqing stubbornly did not shed tears.

"Before my mother died, did you leave any words?" Yan Ruoqing asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Yan Zheng shook his head bitterly, finding that Yan Ruoqing couldn't see it, and added, "No, your mother left in a hurry!"

Hearing Yan Zheng's answer, although Yan Ruoqing didn't know what was going on, she had already guessed that her mother would have died nine times out of ten by him, otherwise she would not have been "hasty", as for whether she had taken revenge, she also saw it, and there was no need to ask again.

"I want to rest!" Yan Ruoqing said, at this time she felt uncomfortable and wanted to be alone.

Yan Zheng bowed, turned around and left the boudoir, and gently helped Yan Ruoqing close the door, until he was far away from the boudoir, he sighed deeply, he could feel Yan Ruoqing's resentment and estrangement towards him, and he felt a little lost in his heart.

But he didn't blame Yan Ruoqing, it was his fault, and he was sorry for Yan Ruoqing.

"Ruoqing's temperament is stubborn and calm, this kind of mind is very suitable for cultivation!" Yan Zheng muttered to himself, coughing suddenly and violently a few times, the blood coughed up stained the palms of his hands, and the moonlight reflected extremely eye-catchingly.

Yan Zheng looked at the blood in his palm, and his face became even more gloomy.

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Early the next morning, the sky was just bright, and the east sky was just white.

Qin Yue, Qingzhu, and Mo Xiao left the Qin Mansion and came to the bamboo forest that they had made an appointment with Jiang Yixuan before dawn.

"Hehe, with my sister's help to cover up, I finally didn't let my father find out!" Jiang Yixuan lowered his voice excitedly and said with a smile, handing over the reins of chasing the wind rhino to Qin Yue and the others: "Give, one person and one head, the biggest one is Mo Xiao!"

Jiang Yixuan's father is the commander of the city guards, and it is easy to get the wind chasing rhino.

The Wind Chasing Rhino is considered an unpopular brute demon, which is faster and more spiritual than ordinary horses, and cultivators who cannot fly usually choose to ride the Wind Chasing Rhino.

Today, the four of them are preparing to rush to Lingluo Valley, although there are still two days before the opening ceremony of the Leshui Gang, Qin Yue still plans to understand the situation as soon as possible, he is not familiar with Lingluo Valley, if he does not go to understand the situation earlier, his heart will never be steady.

"I guess Yan Gongzi is afraid that he won't come, her father only came back yesterday!" Jiang Yixuan said slightly disappointed.

As soon as Jiang Yixuan's words fell, there was a sudden sound of wind in the air, and then a masked man in black flew over, landing lightly on the top of the bamboo, his eyes were calm, and he looked at the four Qin Yue below.

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