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Chapter five hundred and thirty third worship

"Old Master Zhan is so serious!"

"This kind of encounter today has also opened our eyes."

"I think the old man has a lot of things to do, so I won't delay it."

The guests in the hall returned the gift in a hurry, and their voices were naturally a bit cautious.

The monks of the Zhan family have not experienced this feeling of being respected for a long time, and now their faces are full of excitement.

Zhan Yuanxiong reluctantly suppressed his excitement and turned around and looked coldly, "Ying Qin, you are not leaving yet. Do you want me to send someone to leave?"

Swish!

Many eyes immediately gathered, with many indifference and mockery.

This time, the winner really picked up sesame seeds and lost the watermelon. He thought he would be a monk from the outer bloodline of the Di family, but he did not expect that the Zhan family would stage such a scene today.

Now it seems that compared to Zhan Tong, Zuo Ling is a waste!

Moreover, with today's incident, the Zuo family dared not let Zuo Ling approach Ying'er again. It might be that it was just a matter of not pleased both sides, and it was not a result of people inside and outside.

Ying Qin's face suddenly froze, his lips moved, but he was still unable to speak in the end and took Ying Ying'er away.

Seeing the winner's father and daughter's indifference, Zhan Tong clenched his fists and vented his anger.

Soon, only the direct monks of the Zhan family were left in the hall.

Zhan Yuanxiong hesitated and whispered: "Father, what's going on today? Why did the leader of the Sword Sect help me with the Zhan family?"

Zhan Mohai shook his head, "I don't understand this matter as a father, but now it seems that he should have no malice to me, Zhan's family."

After pausing, he waved his hand and said, "It's useless to think about this matter. Now that I'm in the back house, you and I'll go to see you and you should know."

The Zhan family and his party stood up and hurried to the outsiders.

In the luxurious courtyard, Mo Yu stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the scenery in the courtyard and said lightly: "Yunfeng, Qingling, you should be curious about why I helped the Zhan family, and even gave up the emperor's name to establish his authority."

The two nodded honestly.

"It's actually very simple, because my mother came from a Zhan family, and they are all my relatives after all."

Yunfeng and Qingling suddenly looked up, their face showed a shock. As their identities, they naturally knew a lot of things. The rise of the Zhan family was because the daughter of the Zhan family, Zhan Lingying, married the Lord of Shenyang, that the Zhan family was noble because of the daughter of the Zhan family.

So that's how it is!

"Don't worry, sir, we must keep the secret of this matter." Yun Feng bowed.

Mo Yu nodded.

At this moment, there were dense footsteps outside the courtyard, and the sound of Zhan Mohai immediately rang out, "Zhan Family and others, pay homage to you all."

Yunfeng and Qingling turned around and walked out, pushing the door out.

"See Lord Yunfeng and Lord Qingling." Zhan Mohai bowed and bowed.

Yun Feng hurriedly stopped him. After knowing the relationship between the Zhan family and Mo Yu, he did not dare to accept his tribute. He directly said: "Your Madam Zhan doesn't have to be too polite. Lord Mo Yu is waiting in the yard, so you and the head of the Zhan family will come in first."

Zhan Mohai became more and more confused. He naturally knew the existence of the demigod level, but he didn't understand why Yun Feng was so polite to him. But now, he naturally would not say much. He should be respectful and push the door and enter the courtyard.

The other monks of the Zhan family stood aside with their heads down, and even their breathing was carefully restrained, with awe on their faces.

Suddenly, Yun Feng frowned. He glanced at the courtyard without any reminder. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Qingling, you stay here first, I will go back."

He took a step forward, and his figure merged into nothingness. When he appeared again, he had already appeared in a wilderness outside Jianglin City.

Di Wuming was not far away when he saw him coming and said directly: "Yunfeng, I have already known the whole story, but Lord Mo Yu will never take action for no reason. What is the relationship between him and the Zhan family?"

Yun Feng pondered for a moment, suddenly waved his sleeves, changed the plane rules to block the space here, and refused any investigation. Then he said: "Mr. Mo Yu has told me and Qingling that I have no intention of hiding you, but this matter must be kept strictly confidential and must not be disclosed at will."

He paused for a moment and continued to speak, "Mr. Mo Yu's mother is from a Zhan family."

Di Wuming was stunned, his eyes widened suddenly, and he said in a lost voice: "Lord of Divine Sun!"

Seeing Yun Feng nodding, he shook his head repeatedly and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Who could have thought that things would be like this? The Zhan family... is such a blessing! No, I will call Di Jiucheng immediately and ask him to take people to the Zhan family to apologize."

He bowed to Yunfeng, and Di Wuming turned around and left.

Yun Feng smiled. When the old monster knew about the relationship between Lord Mo Yu and the Zhan family, he would not dare to be careless, so he would naturally make enough etiquette.

He shook his head, stepped out, and moved directly.

...

Zhan Yuanxiong led the way, Mo Yu led Yaya and followed Shui Zhilong. Several people walked through the bamboo forest to fight outside an exquisite courtyard.

"This is the courtyard of Lingying back then. Your father lived here for a while." Zhan Yuanxiong's eyes showed remembrance, and he reached out to push the gate open, and walked in first.

The yard is not big, but it is very clean and the flowers and plants planted are neatly trimmed. Obviously, the Zhan family has been sending people to take care of the place for a long time.

Thinking of his father and mother who have lived here, Mo Yu's heart is mixed with sadness, remembrance, guilt, sadness... all kinds of emotions are entangled.

Yaya seemed to feel his mood, and her little body approached him, "Dad, are you unhappy? It's okay, Yaya will always be by your side."

"Haha, be good, daddy is fine." Mo Yu touched her little head, nodded in response to Shui Zhilong's concerned gaze, and finally let go of his depressed heart.

He exhaled, walked to the door, and reached out and pushed it away gently.

The room is also clean and tidy, with carefully trimmed flowers and green leaves on the window, adding some vitality to the empty room.

On the front wall, there is a picture hanging. In the painting is a woman with a picture-like eyebrows and a bright smile, full of tenderness and happiness.

The moment he saw the picture clearly, Mo Yu's body suddenly stiffened, he was stunned for a long time, his eyes gradually became wet, but he couldn't speak.

Zhan Yuanxiong stood behind him and whispered: "She is your mother, and this painting was also painted by your father myself back then."

Mo Yu seemed to be unaware of anything. His eyes did not change at all. He looked at her firmly, working hard, and imprinted her figure into the depths of his mind.

This is his mother he has never met before!

"After the accident, the old man marked the forbidden area here. The old man did it himself and no one was allowed to interfere. Everything here kept the same as before and there was no change. Your father liked to draw, and your mother liked to play chess. When you were just born, you were held by Lingying and sat on the chair there..." Zhan Yuanxiong spoke slowly, telling the scene in his memory, with a little sadness in his eyes.

However, when he looked at Mo Yu from the bottom of his eyes, he gradually showed pride, "Mo Yu, only your mother knows what your real surname is, and your father is also extremely mysterious to the Zhan family. Now that you can return here and have such achievements, Lingying and her brother-in-law know that they will definitely be extremely comforted in their hearts, so don't be too sad."

Mo Yu withdrew his gaze and suddenly said, "I want to worship them."

"There is a tomb behind the yard, come with me."

After walking out of the yard, not far away, I saw two tombs next to each other, built of blue stone slabs. The only tombstone reads: Love daughters and Lingying, and the wise son-in-law Shenyang lords to join the tomb.

It is simple, without much exquisiteness and luxury. It is surrounded by a sea of ​​bamboo, blown by the breeze, and the bamboo branches and leaves are "rustling".

"Your mother likes bamboo, so the old man placed the tomb here. If she knew about it underground, she would be happy."

Mo Yu was silent for a moment, "Uncle, our family wants to get along with the two elders alone for a while."

Zhan Yuanxiong nodded and turned around and left.

Mo Yu walked to the grave, looked quietly for a while, and then began to do something, wiping the stone tablet and the dust on the grave bit by bit.

When everything was done, he returned to the grave, knelt down, and bowed deeply to the ground.

"Dad, mom, don't talk to you, don't talk to you, I'll see you." His voice was low, and every syllable contained feelings that were so deep that it was hard to breathe.

Shui Zhilong's eyes turned red. He looked at his back and pulled Yaya to kneel down, saying, "Yaya kowtows to grandparents."

The little girl was very obedient and kowtowed, she said frankly: "Grandpa, grandma, I am Yaya, my dad's daughter. I'll kowtow to you. I hope you can also like Yaya."

Shui Zhilong reached out to cover her mouth, but she couldn't help but she could not help but she flowed down her snow-white cheeks.

Mo Yu knelt down and didn't move.

After a long time, he stood up and said slowly: "Dad, mom, Long'er and Yaya are the people I am closest to. With them here, the child is not alone in this world. Please don't worry about it underground."

Turning around, "Long'er, you take Yaya away first. I want to stay in front of my father and mother's grave for a while."

Shui Zhilong looked at him with some concern, but nodded obediently, "Come on, Yaya and her mother."

The little girl was led away by her, and she turned around in peace and shouted, "Dad, don't be sad, otherwise grandpa and grandma will be sad!"

Mo Yu forced a smile and waved his hand at her. After the mother and daughter left, the smile on their faces dripped away, and said softly: "Dad, mother, I used to be ignorant, I blame you, and I also asked the two elders to know underground, so don't be as knowledgeable as my son. Now I think about it, it should be the spirit of your two elders in heaven that can protect your children all the way to this day. Now, I have come back."

"Since I have not died outside these years, then all those who have hurt you will pay the price for their actions! The child swears to you that he will razor the wild Holy Sect to the ground, let their blood dye the sky and the earth, and let their souls repent in the wailing."

"Son promises that this day will never be too far away!"

The calm voice sounded gently in the space, but the overwhelming hatred and infinite murderous intent revealed in it gave way to the rules of the plane trembling.
Chapter completed!
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