Chapter 2645 My aunt, she was Ling Tian’s first female warrior

"What is this?"

Long Heng glanced coldly at the solid-colored medicine bottle handed over by Chu Yue.

The disgusting expression thrilled from the bottom of his eyes.

"Ye Chuyue, grandpa is in poor health and needs to avoid many things, especially things entering the body, so he must check it again and again."

"Heng'er is right, check it out, it's good for everyone." Long Zonghan immediately took over the conversation, "Yaoyao, go and invite the accompanying Yuanyuan Doctor."

"yes."

Long Yao turned around and left the house.

"No."

Behind her grandfather's hoarse and firm voice came, which made her frown in displeasure and looked back at the old man whose illness had worsened a lot.

She wanted to say something, and looked at Xue Wange with fear, but finally remained silent.

"father--"

Long Zonghan dragged his tail tone and persuaded helplessly.

"I said, no need, don't you understand?"

The old patriarch of Origin gritted his teeth and stared at Long Zonghan with anger.

Seeing that the old man was tough, Long Zonghan had to defeat and surrender.

"Xiaoyue, can you just drink it?" the old patriarch asked in a gentle voice.

"Yes." Chu Yue explained: "This medicine was obtained by chance when I got the Feng Ce Army Military Talisman token. According to the records in the stone carvings above, I needed to use the blood of my heart as a medicine to evoke the effect of the medicine inside.

Unfortunately, this bottle is only one more time.”

The original family is in chaos and has constant disputes.

They are also the lords of the upper realm.

Long Heng, Long Yao, and his relationship with Chu Nanyin is good.

If the things she has about Shennong’s inheritance are exposed, it will only cause endless disasters before she can get rich.

It was a difficult road, but I was afraid it would be even more difficult to walk.

"Blood in my heart?" The old patriarch was slightly stunned. He opened the bottle cap and indeed smelled a faint smell of blood.

He looked at Chu Yue with red eyes, sobbing that his throat was sore, and he opened his trembling lips, and found that he could not speak at all, as if he had completely lost his voice.

"You have to pass on the inheritance and teach your mind, and you have experienced another battle of life and death. You have not had a good rest yet. How can you use your blood in your heart?"

The old clan is old.

The wife died early.

I have also experienced the white-haired man giving birth to a black-haired man.

The three children sent away Long Taotao's father, leaving Long Zonghan and Xue Lingge.

Xue Langge married out, and Long Zonghan was so concerned about his interests.

He dragged his tired and heavy body to support the family that would be broken at any time for so long.

Now, tears flow freely, not like a safe person.

Chu Ling was wearing a hundred Zen clothes that were still as if she was doing ascetic in the wind and snow, and her eyes were trembling deeply.

Xue Lange pursed her lips and her eyes turned red.

"Child, grandpa is unstable and loses his etiquette."

The old patriarch turned his head and wiped away his tears.

"Etiquette is for outsiders to see, and the heartfelt feelings are revealed among relatives. Grandpa is steady and polite. Xiaoyue has seen it. The sword is not old and his heroic spirit is no worse than that of young people."

Chu Yue smiled and took the handkerchief handed over to wipe the old patriarch's tears.

Thinking of her grandfather who was still in Shura Hell, she lowered her endless silent eyes and covered the pain that spread out from the cracks in the internal organs.

She used to be.

Too lonely.

I was both expectant and repulsive, and was cautious but covered in armor waiting for the family affection on earth.

But because of this, I failed to take good care of my family.

"Xiaoyue——"

The old patriarch said earnestly: "It is your nature of goodness, and it is your parents and relatives in Xialu that make you so good. The sea area is sealed and you will not be able to meet your relatives in the future. Your mother and I will look through ancient books and find a way to make it possible for you to watch occasionally.

It's good to have a glance."

“There will be a day.”

Chu Yue whispered.

Chu Ling frowned.

He felt it.

Chu Yue's voice suppressed and restrained a surging, terrifying and sad mood.

“There will be.”

She was still murmuring and repeating.

It's like a moment when I lost my soul.

Wandering in the lonely and desolate desert, I returned to my body.

Her forced smile was desolate and bitter.

They don't understand.

It is a heart-wrenching pain to watch the person you dearest settle down in the most terrifying hell in the three realms of the prehistoric world.

And this pain cannot be released or clamored, but can only be hidden in the deepest part of the heart.

"What kind of people are they, can we talk to us." Xue Langge said softly.

She envied that woman and blamed herself for her dereliction of duty.

Chu Yue sat on the edge of the bed, poured the medicine bottle into the porcelain bowl, and fed it to her newly recognized grandfather one spoon after another.

Then he was covered in soft light and red clothes, and said slowly with a gentle voice as soft as water:

"In the thirty-six kingdoms of the Lingtian princes in the five tribes of the Emperor's realm, my mother is the Zhenbei Marquis of the Shenwu Kingdom."

"She will help the weak and help the weak. Wherever Tiexu and Zhenbei Army pass, it will bring justice and cheers from the people."

"The place where she was born was the land of the North continent of the Nine Continents of the Divine Vein. Her grandfather's family has been generals for generations and is respected."

"My aunt has long red hair. She was Ling Tian's first female warrior."

“…”

She said word by word, pride and pride were written in her eyes.

This is something that Long Heng and his sisters can't understand.

The warriors in the land are as humble as insects and ants. What is the point of talking about?

The old patriarch, Xue Wange, listened very seriously.

In other words.

They are qualified listeners.

From a few words, I went to find Chu Yue’s past.

"Xiaoyue, where is him?"

Xue Lingge asked the main point.

The old patriarch was almost erecting his ears to listen. It turned out to be a sick person, but his eyes were so bright that he was just about to be able to beat a carp.

Chu Yue paused and smiled slightly, "His name is Ye Mohan, Xia Lu Jiandi, he is a hero, both the hero of the world and...my hero."

Ye Mohan, who had just arrived in the sky above the mountain, heard this, the corners of his lips under the mask slightly raised, and the secret joy in his eyes could not be hidden.

Like a child with the best candies in the world, he always has a childish heart that wants to promote the world.

Long Yao curled his lips.

After saying that, I am still a man in the lower realm.

How can I compare to her husband?

Still working in Qishatian.

In another year, there will be the official position of Qishatian. In less than ten thousand years, he will inevitably become the Venerable of Qishatian, like Ye Zun.
To be continued...