The grandma who staged a rebirth from the Jedi and the return of the mountain god lovingly pulled Wang Yuan and Huang Wu, their grandson and granddaughter.

I greeted them for quite a while.

I also heard my granddaughter chirping about what happened this year, and her expressions changed constantly.

Seeing this golden boy whom he had helped create, he became more and more satisfied.

The invisible red rope that is still wrapped around their feet to this day - [Method of Spiritual Response: Fate is linked by a thin thread] (Chapter 220), is originally the masterpiece of her social goddess.

This psychic method was originally intended to allow two people to cover each other and hide.

You can avoid the taboo of [Owl God's Tomb] to the greatest extent: "Everything you say must be known" and avoid bad luck.

During those fifteen years of mental ignorance and drowsiness, I could vaguely feel that although the two siblings were always noisy, they had always had a close relationship.

It's also a relief to the old lady.

Now I see them again after a year, but they are already shining brightly and have accomplished a happy event.

Coupled with the touching look between the granddaughter's eyebrows, which is both happy and angry, it is clear that the young couple are in harmony with each other, and they are like a perfect couple.

Grandma, the matchmaker, finally breathed a deep sigh of relief.

He happily accepted the rare gifts they brought, but he did not forget to point out the words:

"Xiaoyuan, Xiaowu, you still have filial piety! It's not like a certain person who didn't even know that his daughter or mother died!"

They affectionately held Long Shao, Zi Su, and Hualing sisters who were released by Wang Yuan, and talked for a long time.

When it was finally the turn of the biological daughter who was waiting eagerly aside, the originally kind-hearted old lady's expression immediately changed.

Even the air in this "land of the dead" became stagnant.

"Oh, you unfilial daughter, you still know that you have a home on Beiman Mountain? Do you still have the nerve to come back today?!"

The more he talked, the angrier he became. He raised the dragon-headed cane in his hand and was about to slap his daughter hard on the butt.

Although even in grandma's legal domain, Qingyan, a true dragon who takes the path of "unity of magic and martial arts", will never treat her as a mountain god.

But he really knew that he was in the wrong and had no shame to dodge.

At this time, I can only close my eyes, shrink my neck, and obediently welcome the whipping of my old mother's love.

Wang Yuan led Huang Wu, Zi Su, and Hua Ling, the younger ones, to watch the excitement with great interest, not caring about the big deal at all.

After finally getting over the difficult days, it is really interesting to look back and enjoy this family ethics drama about "an old lady beating an unfilial daughter".

After all, it’s really gratifying that an old lady over a thousand years old still has the strength to hit people!

I saw the dragon-head crutch raised and stopped, raised and stopped again. This repeated for a long time, and the heads of the four people also raised and lowered.

It's a pity that it didn't turn out as well as I hoped.

"well!"

The grandma still felt sorry for her daughter, and even though she tried her best, she was still not willing to fight her.

After all, he threw away the crutches, opened his hands to hold his daughter, who had been away from home for decades and had also suffered misfortune, in his arms, and sighed deeply:

"Xiaoyan, just hope you come back safely! Mom has been waiting for you at home!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Qingyan returned to her mother and returned to her identity as a daughter.

The grievances that were filled with nowhere to express finally burst out completely, and I cried until the sky was dark.

Wang Yuan and Huang Wu, who were holding hands, immediately stopped watching the fun and looked at each other.

Understand what the other person meant.

Taking back the [Mudron Scale Clothes] from Zhou Wenrui, that "Salesman Dragon", is not the end. This matter needs to be settled completely after all.

On February 2nd, the Jianming Emperor was seriously ill and fainted due to the backlash of dragon energy, and he has not passed away until now (Chapter 280).

And Wang Yuan had millions of merits from preventing the Zhuo River from changing its course, and then condensed the ten-level golden wheel of merits.

Coupled with Dengzhou Prefecture, the power of incense in Northern Xinjiang is getting stronger and stronger.

If the two are combined into one, it should soon be possible to completely ignore the high concentration of dragon energy in Yunjing City's "Dragon Energy Center" and travel through the capital at will.

It just so happens that "Wushengdao" has been forcibly moving powerful people from all over the country to Beijing recently.

Perhaps while going to find out the news, you can also go meet Zhou Wenrui and hear whether he regrets what he has done.

Then...give him a ride!

At this moment, the "Ghost Ears" that had long been scattered in Beimang Mountain sent an extremely unexpected scene to Wang Yuan's heart.

"Hey, this person is...Xiao Cui?"

...

Woo woo woo...

The yellow air in the Beimang Mountains is overwhelming, forming black and yellow clouds that exude a foul odor.

It was like the weight of a mountain, and it struck hard at Cui Baiyu, who was trapped in the formation.

At the same time, there are centipedes, poisonous snakes, scorpions, geckos, toads and mice formed by the condensed air of plague, poison, disease, and death.

Together they formed an overwhelming torrent that surrounded him.

Cui Baiyu merged with the [Taiyi Splitting Light Sword] human sword in his hand, turning into a line of blazing white sword light that rushed left and right in the "Wenhuang Formation".

He jumped up and swung his sword repeatedly, fiercely cutting down pieces of yellow clouds.

At the same time, drink quickly:

"Thunder thunders, lightning flashes and the wind rushes. Swords are like rain, and troops are like clouds! Quick!"

The extremely blazing sword light around him and the electric light shot out one after another, turning poisonous pieces under his feet and turning rats into coke and grinding them into powder.

"Taiyi Xuanbing Dao" combined with the divine position of "Leibu" is the nemesis of such evil spirits.

It's a pity that once the formation is completed, the infinite evil plague energy will become its own independent space. No matter how fast his [Thunderbolt Sword Escape] is, he will never be able to break out of the "Plague Huang Formation".

Moreover, as the plague spreads more and more widely, more and more [Human-Faced Rats] are born, and the power of [Plague-skinned Dharma King] becomes stronger and stronger.

With it as the formation eye, the power of the "Penhuang Formation" will naturally become more and more powerful.

If this continues, it won't take long for this [Evil Thunder God of Punishment] to be completely suffocated in this magic circle.

Looking at the huge skinned weasel that loomed in the center of the formation and kept breathing out yellow gas, Cui Baiyu obviously realized this, and his face gradually turned pale.

“These ‘Wenhuang Dao’ monsters are really well hidden.

There is nothing but reality. He does not show off his power as soon as he gains power, but he wants everyone to know what he is capable of;

There is no "there is no three hundred taels of silver here", so that the place where you are is completely blanked by the plague.

It is this strategy of unfolding the [Blight Huang Umbrella] and disguising the aura of [Yellow-skinned Dharma King] as an ordinary [Human-Faced Rat].

All the [Immortal Officials] involved in this operation were exhausted, chasing [Human-Faced Rats] around to put out fires, wasting precious manpower.

It also creates a perfect opportunity for these monsters to carry out other conspiracies!"

Of course, he also tricked him severely with the help of inertial thinking.

But by the time Cui Baiyu figured it out, it was already too late.

After falling into a desperate situation and unable to even send out a distress signal, he had to pay the price for his subconscious negligence.

After just a few rounds, all that was left was parrying, and the circle of the unparalleled Xuanhe sword became narrower and narrower.

Even under the control of [Earth Essence] mage Sun Fenghan, the pressure of the entire formation gradually pressed on his chest, making him feel so sad that he wanted to vomit blood.

The [Evil Thunder King]'s expression changed one after another, and finally his eyes were fixed, like a martyr, he stared at the [Yellow-skinned Dharma King] in the center of the formation.

Even if he were to die here today, he would try his best to bury the culprit who spread the plague with him!

Let this pandemic end here.

Clang——!

The sound of gold and iron suddenly emitted from the body, and the whole body turned into bright silver. It was the Dharma Body built with the [Taiyi Light Splitting Sword] - [Taiyi Golden Body].

The fingertips made a sharp stroke on the sword blade, and the silver blood instantly covered the ridge of the sword, faintly glowing with cold light.

Immediately he set foot in all directions and chanted a mantra:

"The sky has eight gates to communicate with the eight winds. The earth has eight directions to respond to the Eight Diagrams. The four seasons govern all things...

Taiyi Golden Body, the eight gate envoys!

Eight Gate Sword Formation, open!"

The three gates of open, rest and life are opened at the same time.

Instantly.

Stab——!

A piercing invisible sword wind centered on his body and rushed out in all directions, cutting all the yellow energy, five poisons, and black rats around him into pieces.
To be continued...