He raised his head and drank the wine in the bottle. Every sip of strong wine entered his stomach, and the scene of Ye Fengyun fighting against Guo Zhennan and other masters back then seemed to be flashing in his mind.

If time can go back.

If we can go back to more than 20 years ago, Ye Yang hoped that Ye Fengyun would no longer pursue martial arts, but would be an ordinary person in the true sense.

At this time, Jiang Xia.

In an ordinary hut.

It is said that a very subtle telepathy will occur between mother and son.

Jiang Lan, who was sweeping the floor in the hut, only felt a tingling sensation in her heart. In the dark, it seemed that someone was doing something in a distant direction.

That person may be her son who has been separated for more than 20 years.

Jiang Lan put down the broom in her hand, sat down on the sofa, covering her chest with one hand, and her face looked a little pale.

She rested for a while, then got up and came to the table in the main hall. On the table was a clean photo frame, which was not even a little dirty.

The photo frame wrapped a photo, and this photo was exactly the same as the photo that Ye Yang found in the room of the old house of Ye family before.

A young couple, holding a baby who was just over a month old and a three-year-old girl.

They were smiling in front of the camera, and they looked so happy.

When Jiang Lan's thumb stroked the baby's face, she raised her head and was already in tears.

Jiang Lan looked into the distance and cried, "Where are you, my son who has a miserable life?"

After saying this, Jiang Lan felt another severe pain in her heart.

Crack~!!

The frame fell to the ground.

A body slowly fell down.

"Xiaolan, the person I, Ye Fengyun, am most sorry for in my life, is you. From the time you married me to now, I have been pursuing martial arts and ignoring you."

"Xiaolan, if there is a next life, I will definitely cherish you. Take good care of our children and be strong!" A heavy shadow appeared in front of me, and it seemed as if memories emerged.

The man covered in blood fell to the ground, holding her face and showing a smile.

"Go! Go quickly!"

"Take your daughter away!" Suddenly, he roared, and although his body was covered in blood, he still stood up and pushed her into the distance.

"Storm..."

"Raising your child is your biggest task in your life. Leave this, the farther you go, the better. Leave Jiangcheng, go to a place that others cannot find, hide your identity and survive!"

Puff!!

His sharp blade slashed the enemy's neck and slashed it to the ground.

More and more masters surrounded him and could no longer see him.

The fighting sounded, and the sky seemed to be dyed red.

"Go away!"

"Let's go..." He roared in despair again, and tried his best to block the enemy.

Blurred eyes of tears.

Heart collapsed.

The mentality exploded.

She held the baby in the cradle, holding the three-year-old girl in one hand, crying and running, the farther away, the better, and ran to a place where no one could find them.

......

"Storm."

thump!!

Jiang Lan's body completely fell to the ground and whispered.

She is sick!


Chapter completed!