People like Tan Lang even have the word greed in their names. How can they not be greedy?

Not to mention, Jiang Wei has seen too much of Gan Lang’s cruelty and cold-bloodedness in the period of contact.

Now that he has the opportunity, his strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, how could his ambition not expand as well?

But at this moment, it's not the time to care about these things.

Jiang Wei asked Fang Qiu and the others to go back and adjust their status. The future battle may be nowhere to be far away.

And he immediately took Gou Ge and others back to the East China Sea.

Lin Family Villa.

In recent days, there have been a lot of laughter and joy, because the old naughty boy is getting older and now he is lying on the bed and can no longer move.

Jiang Yao stays by the old naughty boy every day, tells him stories, talks with him, and refuses to go out to play.

No one else can see.

In the room.

Jiang Yao was holding a story book in her hand and was telling stories seriously.

"The duck thought it was a swan, and it wanted to fly, and it thought it would become very beautiful. No matter how others told it, it was just a duck, and it didn't believe it,"

Jiang Yao looked up and looked at the old naughty boy, "Master, do you believe it?"

"Who is that duck?"

The old naughty boy smiled, his voice a little light, "If it was a baby Jiang Yao, then it was a swan, it would definitely be, no matter who others are."

His eyes became softer and softer, knowing that he was almost at the end of his life and would leave sooner or later. Even if he couldn't bear to let it go, he would not be able to change the result.

The old naughty boy looked at Jiang Yao: "Yaoyao, in the future, the master is gone, you have to take good care of yourself and listen to your parents, okay?"

Jiang Yao shook her head: "Master must be there."

"I want to play with my master. If the master is gone, Yaoyao will be very sad."

She held the old naughty boy's hand, her eyes were a little red, and her voice suddenly became crying.

"Master, do you have other disciples? Don't want Yaoyao anymore?"

"Yaoyao is obedient. Is it good to practice qigong with Master? Master, don't leave Yaoyao behind."

The old naughty boy's heart was almost broken when he heard this.

He has no other disciples. His favorite thing in his life is Jiang Yao, the little disciple, even if he can't teach anything now.

"No, Master has any other disciples, you are the only one, and your uncle Agou and others are just named."

The old naughty boy squeezed out a smile and said, comforting Jiang Yao.

He knew that he had not had much time, and even if he was lying, he could make Jiang Yao happy.

Jiang Yao couldn't help but burst into tears. She was a child, but she knew everything. The more the old naughty boy said he would not leave her, the more she understood that she seemed to be losing something.

The door of the room was gently pushed open.

Jiang Yao looked up and saw that it was Jiang Wei!

She immediately ran over and threw herself into Jiang Wei's arms: "Dad!"

"Master, he doesn't want me anymore!"

Listening to the grievance and discomfort in Jiang Yao's tone, Jiang Wei felt bad.

He gently touched Jiang Yao's head and said gently: "No, why would Master want Yaoyao?"

"Yaoyao is so well-behaved and such a good disciple, why can your master refuse you?"

Yaoyao still cried, her mouth pursed, and tears kept flowing down, making the old naughty boy unable to bear to see...

"Okay, your master doesn't want you, and he doesn't dare to want you, do you know?"

Jiang Wei said, "Dad comes and tell him, okay? Go and find your mother."

"But……"

"Be good, wait a moment, your master will go out to find you."

Jiang Wei sent Jiang Yao out and handed it over to the others. Then he turned around and entered the room and closed the door.

The old naughty boy leaned on the bed, sighed, shook his head, and looked helpless.

"I think I'm a seven-killing life, never worrying about life and death, and I'm very free and easy, but now I don't even dare to die!"
Chapter completed!