V2.Chapter 435

There was a hint of amazement in everyone's eyes, and in addition to being amazed, the fear in their hearts seemed to dissipate, and the morning light was behind him, making his face shrouded in darkness, but Rao didn't look at it. Knowing who he is, everyone still seems to have found the backbone.

When he got close, everyone finally saw his face clearly, and couldn't help but startled?

This is... the second son?

No, no!

Second Young Master does not have such a powerful martial arts, let alone the temperament of ruling the world.

But to say that it is the ancestor... it is not.

Ancestor is not so young...

Everyone looked at Yan Jiuchao in stunned eyes, and some one dared to ask, "Who are you?"

Yan Jiuchao didn't speak, and carried the unconscious Sikong Changfeng into the room.

The disciples of Chaoyang Hall and the masters of Sikong's family hurriedly followed, but as soon as they approached the house, Yan Jiuchao was shocked and closed the door with a bang.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Who is he?"

"I do not know!"

If it was said that with that face earlier, many people in Sikong's family would recognize him as the second son, but after that glance, no one linked him to Sikongyun.

"He has the breath of his ancestors."

"Wouldn't it be the closed disciple of the ancestor?"

"But... I didn't hear that the ancestors accepted the disciples!"

Everyone talked about your words and my words for a long time, but no results came out of the discussions.

At this moment, the head of the Sikong family also arrived.

The Sang family's sneak attack on Mingshan didn't stop here. The direction of the Hall of the Holy Maiden was also attacked by experts. The master of the Sikong family kept more than a dozen masters of the Sikong family for most of the night, and it was only at dawn that the battle was finally over.

The Sang family put their most elite strength in Chaoyang Hall. The masters who attacked the Hall of the Holy Maiden at night were not very powerful, and the Sikong family suffered no heavy casualties, but it was enough.

When everyone saw Patriarch Sikong coming, they all bowed to him.

"How's the situation here?" asked Patriarch Sikong. When the battle was just now, he also used all his strength, so even though he sensed the movement on the side of Mingshan, he couldn't get away.

A guard of Sikong's family reported the situation of Chaoyang Hall truthfully. The chief of Sikong's family expected that the Sang family would be cruel, so when he heard that there was a seventh-order Asura king and two sixth-order Asura kings, his reaction It wasn't too surprising, but when he heard that the most powerful King Shura was actually killed by Sikong Changfeng, he was so shocked that he was speechless.

After a long while, he found his voice: "How could Changfeng..."

"The eldest son took Baifeng Pill..." The guard paused and said sadly, "A whole bottle."

Patriarch Sikong felt dizzy for a while, staggered back a few steps, and clenched his fists and said, "Why is he so stupid? That thing... can he eat so much? Where are the others? How is it now?"

"The eldest son has gone into trouble... Second..." The guard wanted to say that the second son appeared in time and brought him into the house, but when he got to his lips, he felt that it was not the second son, so he changed his mouth and said, "Someone rescued the eldest son, they in the house."

The sky was bright, and the golden morning light penetrated through the crack of the door and fell on Yu Wan's tightly closed eyes. Yu Wan raised her hand to block it, and suddenly woke up.

She sat up abruptly.

Is it dawn?

She hurriedly looked to the side, three naked little guys were sleeping at the foot of the bed, and Yan Jiuchao was nowhere to be seen.

"Yan Jiuchao!" She hurriedly lifted the quilt to find someone, but at a glance she saw two tall and strong figures lying on the ground, one of them was Ying Liu, the other——

Yu Wan walked over vigilantly, looked up and down, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't this the master of the Sang family who was chasing after A Wei yesterday? What level of King Shura is coming?"

Yu Wan gave Yingliu a pulse, but she fainted, and it wasn't a big problem.

Afterwards, Yu Wanyou probed the man's nose and was still angry.

Strange, how could he collapse with Ying Liu in his own room? Could it be that the Sang family sent him to sneak attack last night, but was stopped by Ying Liu?

"Okay, Ying Liu, I can't see that you are a scout and a dead man, and you have such a powerful ability!" Yu Wan touched her chin, thinking of something, her eyes narrowed, don't care, send it to her own Shura!

Yu Wan grabbed the sixth-order Asura King on the ground and dragged him to the secret room.

After doing this, Yu Wan heard the noise in the front yard. She clapped the dust on her hands and walked to the front yard.

Yan Jiuchao and Sikong Changfeng had been in for an hour, but after the Sikong family head called twice, there was no response, and everyone gradually couldn't wait.

"Why did it take so long to go in?"

"What is he doing?"

"Is the eldest son alright?"

"What happened?" Yu Wan walked towards this side.

Sikong's family decided that she was her, and his expression relaxed, but soon, he frowned again: "Last night, the Sang family sent killers here, and Changfeng took a lot of secret medicine to fight them, and they went into trouble. I've been locked inside for an hour, I don't know what's going on. By the way, are you and the child all right?"

"It's okay." Yu Wan shook her head and glanced at the closed door, "I'll go take a look."

Patriarch Sikong nodded hurriedly: "Okay."

Yu Wan walked towards the house, but suddenly stopped after two steps. She turned her head and said with a smile, "Actually, the master... also cares about the eldest son, right?"

The Sikong family advocated opening his mouth.

Yu Wan curved the corners of her lips and said, "The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, but the palms are thicker than the backs of the hands. However, if the backs of the hands are injured, it will still hurt, right?"

The head of Sikong didn't know how to answer. He didn't have the same relationship with his step-wife as he did with his step-wife, and he didn't even have a bowl of water for his two sons, but it was his own, so how could he not feel pain?

When he learned that he would not hesitate to destroy himself in order to save Mingshan, the Sikong Patriarch felt extremely ashamed.

The first thing he thought of was not how important Mingshan was to Sikong Changfeng, but how unimportant his own life was in Sikong Changfeng's heart.

He can die for the ancestors, he can die for the King of Ten Thousand Gu, does he feel that no one in the world cares about him, so he died so carelessly?

Patriarch Sikong paused: "It's you... would you do this?"

"No." Yu Wan said decisively, "There are too many people in the world that I can't let go, and I'm reluctant to die. I believe the same is true for Yan Jiuchao. We will not make reckless sacrifices, and we will try our best to do everything possible. live."

Patriarch Sikong murmured, "Last night... was there no way?"

He didn't give up his life easily, he was forced to be helpless...

Yu Wan lightly pulled the corner of his lips. He couldn't answer this question for Sikong Changfeng, but she believed that the master of Sikong already had the answer in his heart.

Yu Wan walked up the steps and came to the front of the house. She was about to raise her hand to knock on the door when the door creaked open.

Yan Jiuchao walked out with a light expression.

Yu Wan looked at him, then looked at Sikong Changfeng lying motionless on the bed, and asked, "Are you two okay?"

"What can I do?" Yan Jiuchao said coldly.

"What about him?" Yu Wan asked.

Yan Jiuchao snorted arrogantly: "Yu Awan, don't you think I can't even get into trouble, do you?"

"Is that all right?" Yu Wan's eyes lit up, her eyebrows curved, "My husband is really amazing!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that something was wrong, and she looked at Yan Jiuchao: "You... what did you just call me?"

"It's nothing." Yan Jiuchao walked down the steps expressionlessly.

Yu Wan blinked and chased after her: "You called me Yu Awan!"

"You heard it wrong." Yan Jiuchao said with a stern face.

"I... I heard right! You just called me Yu Awan! Didn't you remember?"

"No."

"No?" Yu Wan was startled, "No! You didn't ask me what you remembered, just say no! You, you...you just remembered!"

"I don't have this king!" Yan Jiuchao strode back to the house, and before Yu Wan caught up, he closed the door and bolted it!

"You escaped from this king's marriage, and you just want to walk away like this?"

"Tonight, this king will marry you, you can never run away!"

"Woman, you'd better not play tricks, stay here honestly for this king, put on a wedding dress for a while, and marry this king. This time, this king will not allow you to escape!"

"Oh, I heard that you found a little white face in the Central Plains... Is it Yan Jiuchao?"

"Shame on this king, are you tired of living?! Trust me, you don't want to see this king's torture methods..."

"This king's son, Dabao, Erbao, Xiaobao, after the wedding, they are your sons too!"

"Then... who did you have a child with?"

"Naturally she is the woman whom this king loves!"

"Jiang Batian, are you jealous?"

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A memory flashed in his mind that he couldn't bear to look directly at, and Yan Jiuchao's ears turned red.

He cupped his forehead in shame.

Are those mentally retarded words really what he said?

Well, I really want to die!

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