"After fifteen, I will go to Dudu to win." An Chengluo said.

Xuanyi can listen to An Chengluo’s arrangements on weekdays, so she knows that there will be such a day, so she nodded: “How long will it take for the lord to go?”

"There is no deadline, when will things be done, and when will we be able to return." An Chengluo looked at Xuan Yi deeply, hesitating in his heart whether he would take his wife with him in this journey. After all, he really couldn't say what the future was.

Xuan Yi exhaled and was silent for a while. On the first reaction in her heart, she wanted to be with An Chengluo. For some reason, she always felt that this time, they could not be separated.

But when she looked at An Jing beside her, she couldn't let go of the child. An Jing felt her mother's eyes and held Xuan Yi's hand. She knew that her father's departure must be the sign of the Lord. Since there was no date, it represented all unknown possibilities in the future.

"Mom, go with your father." An Jing said. She is not an immature person anymore, so they don't have to worry too much.

An Chengluo looked at An Jing and saw that she nodded to her affirmatively. She was half sighing that the child in front of her had grown up and had his own abilities, while the other half was worried whether she could perfectly handle future matters by herself.

Out of concern, An Chenglu couldn't help but say, "It's okay if I discuss this with your mother privately, but we still can't rest assured that you."

"Dad, I'm not young anymore." An Jing said.

The sudden worry of her parents made An Jing feel uncomfortable for a moment. She felt that An Chengluo looked at her and seemed to reveal a certain message. Her voice weakened and she felt a little guilty.

Xuan Yi didn't know about An Jing's private affairs, so she just echoed at the beginning: "Jing'er, in the eyes of your parents, no matter how old you are, you are a child."

Xuan Yi was worried that the child was only dedicated to assisting Situ Haoyang and would not take good care of himself, and was afraid that her friendship would be wrong and hurt her heart. Therefore, he reminded: "No matter how much you call the wind and rain outside, we can still take care of you at home."

An Jing hugged Xuan Yi: "Mom, don't worry, in comparison, dad needs your care more, right?"

The mother and daughter said, but they didn't even say anything to An Chengluo's heart. An Chengluo whispered: "If it's really just this, I won't be too worried."

"Then the master thinks there is something wrong?" Xuan Yi was puzzled.

An Chengluo sighed helplessly, looked at An Jing, and said earnestly: "If I really go to the capital, Jing'er, you must be more calm in your work. If you don't think about it, it's best not to think about it."

"Dad, my daughter has a sense of doing things." When An Jing heard the first half of An Chengluo, she knew that she was going to say what she was wrong. She felt awkward, and even her tone of speaking was a little impatient.

When An Chengluo heard An Jing's tone, she felt that the child still didn't understand the importance of the matter. When he spoke, he couldn't help but become a little stricter.

"You have your own right? Are you talking about the right way to give orders and then break a lot of people? Your right way is to try to attack Gu Qingyan without considering how much pounds the person you are doing to help you execute?"

With a voice of doubt, An Jing felt a little confused. Why, from the time when things happened, whether it was Zhao Qiyue or her father, they were questioning her, as if everything she did was so useless.

"Is it wrong for me to do this? They are not as skilled as others! If the people who do not return to the city have the ability and are not caught by Gu Qingyan, they have already sneaked into the capital and become a secret help! Am I doing this just for myself?"

An Jing defended herself again, calmly speaking, wanting to get affirmation instead of accusation in her heart.

An Chengluo looked at An Jing and shook her head helplessly. An Jing was actually good at everything, but she would think too simply about the involvement behind one thing: "Do you think this matter is simple? As the master of the Netherworld Hall, you will not know how capable the Shimen is, nor will you know what kind of person Gu Qingyan is. So if you ask Buguicheng to take this risk for you, you will also become you, and if you fail, you will not lose. At this point, I can be sure that you have at least made a good choice."

After all, An Chengluo couldn't bear to keep saying that his daughter was bad, so he still affirmed An Jing at a certain point.

An Jing sneered: "It was you who taught since childhood and use everything you can."

"If you can't use it properly, it's a failure."

In one sentence, An Jing beaten back again, and An Jing would not deny it. Because of this move, Buguicheng stopped contacting Fu Tu from then on, and they also lacked a proud cover to use the force to fight. But in the current situation, whether there is no one to return to the city is of no importance.

An Jing forgot that in the past, they were their sharp blades. All things that were not easy to do in the name of Fu Tu, and the industries involved were in the name of not returning to the city. They did not need to spend a little more effort to reap the benefits of the fisherman, and they would not let some of their secret matters be exposed in the sun.

But since the incident at Shimen, Situ Haoyang must have taken back all these things from Buguicheng, but it was not easy to completely turn against them in a short period of time. For this reason, Buguicheng made many hard knocks, and An Jing didn't know about these.

Seeing An Jing silent, but full of resentment, An Cheng Luoye ended without talking about the topic, and then said, "There is still the matter of Wanhe Gate. What are you trying to do this for?"

"To make it difficult for Gu Qingyan to have a hard time."

"Then is she as you wish now?"

An Jing bit her lower lip and wanted to cut Gu Qingyan into pieces: "Gu Qingyan, Gu Qingyan, Gu Qingyan! She is just a woman in the martial arts world, and she is just a princess exiled by the court. Dad, Master, do you value her too much?"

In An Jing's eyes, no matter how powerful Gu Qingyan is, she is just relying on the people around her. In essence, what is the difference between them? But everyone seems to be very capable when she mentions her. On the other hand, she has never been seen or recognized.

Looking at An Jing's eyes, Xuan Yi, who was standing beside him, also came out to speak for her daughter: "Yes, Master, what we Jing'er does, naturally, there is her reason for her. The other party's cunning behavior cannot always be said to be Jing'er's fault. Jing'er is also a master and has the ability."

It would be fine if I didn't say it. When it comes to "the master of the hall", An Chengluo felt dissatisfied. As the master of the hall, Zhao Qiyue was above An Jing in terms of vision and strategy. Even if something he didn't know before, he could be explained by someone, so that the Youzhu Hall was more in love with Situ Haoyang's heart than the Youming Hall. This is something that the underground palace and even the entire Futu knew.

"I'm so embarrassed to say this. What better way to hand it over to her in Netherworld than before? Apart from other means, what real improvement has helped Fu Tu?"

This sentence completely made An Jing burst out: "Dad, isn't it your hope that my daughter can be the leader of the Netherworld Hall? I did it, and you looked for me from everywhere. Use other means? Didn't this what you taught me since childhood? For the purpose, you can do anything. As long as I can finally make Taohuajian and Gu Qingyan no longer exists, that's enough!"

An Jing stood up straight and said this, holding the corner of the table as if she wanted to crush the table.

"Do you have that ability now?" An Chengluo shouted.

In order to defeat Taohuajian, they have been preparing for more than ten years, and have put in more than ten years of hard work to lay out hidden lines everywhere to cultivate candidates who can fight against it. How could all this be said by An Jing in just a few simple words?

"Ha, do you want to say that the piece you trained is unqualified?"

"you!"

"Jing'er!" Xuan Yi realized something and wanted to stop An Jing from talking.

"Why, can't I say that you can do it? Who told me since I was a child that the country was destroyed because of the Nanwan royal family; Who told me that my biological parents died in Taohuajian Gu Ning and Gu Qingyan's father since I was a child? Who told me since I was a child that we would live for revenge in this life!"

An Jing's words seemed to be buried in her heart for a long time. As long as she is not careful, a simple word can make her say these.

"Jing'er..." Xuan Yi grabbed An Jing, but An Jing waved her hand away. An Chengluo, who was worried that Xuan Yi would fall, hurriedly supported her wife.

"An Jing, this is your mother."

"Mom? My biological mother died in the chaos of the scoundrel. This is what you told me personally! And I, from beginning to end, was just a chess piece you cultivated, a chess piece that allows me to accomplish what you want to do!"

Xuanyi and An Chenglu had never seen An Jing roaring like this before. What else did An Chenglu want to say, but Xuanyi held down his hand and shook his head at him.

After An Jing said that, she left without tears in her eyes, but she was full of anger. She frantically walked along the eaves and walls, and finally she was in the uninhabited forest, holding a sword and slashing her willfully venting.

In the main hall of Anzhai, An Chengluo comforted Xuan Yi. The two of them fell into silence for a moment, thinking about their own problems.

After a long time, Xuan Yi finally spoke: "We never thought of hiding Jing'er's life experience back then, but perhaps because we were still resentful back then, all the feelings we gave Jing'er changed."

Xuan Yi did not have a child of her own in her life. At first, she did not look like a good mother to An Jing, but as An Jing grew up, her mother's nature was more and more aroused. Now, when she saw An Jing like this, she no longer thought about anything else, just hoped that she would be good.

An Chengluo sighed: "This is her life, so she will accept it naturally."

An Chengluo's focus in his life was on the liberation. He should have felt that all the people of Futu generations had to shoulder this responsibility for the sake of liberation. This was his stubbornness.

Xuan Yi didn't want to distinguish her from An Chengluo here, so she shook her head helplessly: "I'll have a good chat with Jing'er tonight."

After saying that, Xuanyi dragged her tired body back to the courtyard behind.

An Chengluo stood up, walked to the courtyard of the front hall, and looked at the sky outside with his hands behind his back, silent.

An Jing returned to her room with her sword in her hand. Seeing that the light had been lit, she knew that someone was waiting in her room, put the sword away, pushed the door open and entered.

"I'm back." Xuan Yi smiled gently, as if nothing had happened a few hours ago, "I'll stew the soup for you, drink it while it's hot and get rid of the cold."

An Jing looked at Xuan Yi's kindness, and her slightly tired tone softened her heart. She wanted to shout "Mom" but found that she suddenly couldn't say it.

She sat down at the table with her head down. The soup in front of her was still steaming. The milky white soup was soaking with fish and the aroma was everywhere. It was obvious that Xuan Yi had cooked it himself. After drinking it for so many years, how could she not recognize it?

Seeing An Jing’s awkwardness, Xuan Yi decided to open up the topic by herself: “Jing’er, we have been neglecting our parents over the years, neglecting your inner thoughts and neglecting your needs.”

An Jing put her hands under the table, her index fingers were intertwined, and she didn't know how to speak. She vented her anger and she still dissipated. She also figured out a little bit that she did in the past, which led to all unnecessary consequences. This cannot be blamed entirely by others.

But the hatred in her heart, Gu Qingyan's hostility towards Taohuajian was buried deep in her heart, so the dissipation of anger towards her family did not affect her hatred for these and deepened her hatred.

"The burden on your father is his responsibility as an old minister. What he does, says and teaches you is not for the purpose of making use of you. As for your biological parents, they are also our relatives."

Xuan Yi took An Jing's hand, as if she saw her sister-in-law on An Jing.

"Mom...Daughter understands." The mother shouted out, and the stone in Xuanyi's heart also fell.

"What do you think? You can talk to your mother."

"As long as my daughter is born in Anjia, she inherits the mission of Anjia. My daughter understands this point that there are some inappropriate things in the past. My daughter admits that in the future, please rest assured that no matter what she does, her daughter will have some thoughts."

An Jing comforted Xuanyi so much, reassuring her. Seeing Xuanyi nodding with a happy expression, she then held the soup and tasted it slowly.

But Xuan Yi didn't see it. When she lowered her head to drink the soup, An Jing's eyes were filled with hatred.

After drinking the soup, An Jing said she wanted to apologize to An Chengluo, so she went to the main room with Xuanyi.

"Master, Jing'er is here." Xuan Yi said, then lowered his voice and in An Chengluo's ear, "I'm here to apologize to you, don't be frank anymore."

After saying that, An Jing entered the house: "Dad."

"Yeah, I figured it out?"

"Yes, my daughter must think carefully about things in the future."

"That's good, even if we go to Duzhong, if there is really something wrong, you won't be at a disadvantage."

"yes."

"By the way, I heard that the new blood Gu host has been found." An Chengluo said. If there was no such argument just now, he would have wanted to know about this matter.

An Jing said: "Yes, it's just that the master has not been planting a Gu for a long time."

"What kind of woman is it?"

"Miss Yi from Qingquan Villa is said to have no internal strength because she does not have martial arts skills and has no internal strength. The master is worried that she can't bear it, so she waits first."

An Chengluo thought about it and had no idea. As expected, he still didn't know much about the world. But he could at least judge why Situ Haoyang did that.

Remind An Jing: "Well, it is not easy to cultivate a good host. The master has his own principles. You just need to help from the side, so you can't cause trouble."

"Daughter understands." An Jing replied, but she had something else in her heart.

When An Chengluo saw it, she knew that she was thinking about something else, so she asked, "What do you think?"

An Jing was clever and hid the true thoughts in her heart and asked: "My daughter doesn't understand why the host cannot be me."

In fact, An Jing's various items met the requirements Situ Haoyang wanted, and she really wondered why it was not her, but she had to go through a lot of trouble to find others.

An Chengluo did not doubt that he was there and said, "Because of your mother."

"Mother?"

"Well, she was also the host, and she was not yet there. So that time, she was backfired the most. Even if it was the Gu you gave to your biological father, you could not be saved."

"Then I..."

"You were born with a fetal sign and poison attack once, and fortunately you saved your life, which also made you weaker. So even if you grow up, we are still worried that you will be uncomfortable because of being infected with a gu. This is the reason."
Chapter completed!