"Brother Jin, grandpa is right there. Go by yourself!" Feng Ya brought Luo Yan to a staircase and stopped. It was obvious that this was a forbidden area.

Luo Yan politely thanked the little girl, but the little girl pouted and complained: "Thank you for what, you are not an outsider, really! Brother Jin is already separated from Ya'er!"

"No, no, here, this is what Brother Jin gave you!" With the experience of dealing with Cen Zijin, Luo Yan didn't dare to tangle with this girl. He hurriedly took out a string of round bead chains and a string of bracelets inlaid with Feng Yuanjing.

Put it into the little girl's hand

"Thank you, brother Jin. Ya'er likes it very much." Feng Ya smiled sweetly, but those eyes were not looking at the jewelry, but her brother Jin.

Someone smiled awkwardly and ran away immediately. Halfway through, he was still wondering why this girl's eyes were different from when she was a child.

When Luo Yan arrived, Feng Yasheng was sitting cross-legged at the foot of a cliff, meditating. The cliff was hundreds of feet high and had a flat section, like a knife cutting an axe. It was intimidating, but it also allowed people to quickly calm down.

It is a rare place for meditation

Feng Yasheng was already over 100 years old, and all his long flowing hair had turned into white hair like snow satin. His long beard was past the navel, and it was elegant and had a touch of vicissitudes. With the erosion of time, the old man became thinner and thinner, but

The resounding skeleton still shows how tall and tall he once was. His face with slightly sunken cheeks, straight nose, and extremely thin lips, coupled with his phoenix eyes and silkworm eyebrows, clearly shows that he was a handsome man in the past.

"Grandpa," Luo Yan walked up the steps and called softly from three steps away.

"Jin'er..." The old gentleman slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes that were no longer clear turned around and immediately stared at the young man in front of him.

His voice was very old, and his appearance was very vicissitudes of life, but in Luo Yan's impression, he was clearly very tall and healthy, and every time his arms, which were always slightly closed, opened, his dazzling light always made people laugh.

He is fearful for no reason, and in terms of his aura of power without anger, few people in the Chushen Realm can compete with him!

But now... Luo Yan's nose felt sore and he almost cried. He forced a smile and said: "Grandpa, it's me. I'm Jin'er. Your grandson is back..." As he said that, he lifted up his white robe and slowly knelt down.

Next, he kowtowed three times solemnly.

Feng Yasheng didn't stop him. His slightly cloudy eyes stared at him closely, for fear that he would disappear again. It wasn't until he finished the salute that the old man picked up his grandson and touched his cheek with a trembling hand.

, said in a trembling voice: "Quick, let grandpa see... It's Jin'er, grandpa's little Jin'er... Looks so much like your mother! These eyes, so energetic, so agile, so watery

Run, she looks exactly like your mother! My child, come and let grandpa hold you, you are suffering!"

"Grandpa -" Luo Yan couldn't bear it any longer, and threw himself into the old man's arms, crying loudly. It seemed that all the years of grievances and hardships had turned into nothingness in the sound of "Grandpa"...

"Brother Jin, Brother Jin, I made snacks, I...ah!" Fengya happily trotted over with a plate of snacks. When she saw this scene by accident, she couldn't help being shocked. Wasn't she fine just now?

"Let's go, come back later." Feng Qihang patted his youngest daughter on the shoulder and said with a smile. The time and space now should be reserved for the grandfather and grandson who reunited after a long separation.

"Oh, good daddy, it's so touching. Ya'er wants to cry too." Fengya held the snacks and walked out, looking back three times, a little melancholy.

On this day, Luo Yan and Feng Yasheng chatted for a long time. They talked about being attacked by Ling'er to sign a contract, about Ah Bu speaking for the first time, about the friends he had made, about the turbulent Silver Moon City, and

Talking about the many conspiracies during the Chu Shen Jue... the old man seemed to never get enough of it. He cooperated with his grandson's words, sometimes clasping his hands with joy, sometimes shaking his head and sighing, sometimes filled with indignation, as if he had experienced it himself.

"I didn't expect that your experience in the lower realm was so exciting and thrilling. It's no worse than in the God Storage Realm!" It wasn't until dusk fell that Luo Yan stopped talking, but Feng Yasheng was still unfinished. After sighing for a long time, he suddenly remembered his grandfather and grandson.

have not eat

"Grandpa, when Brother Jin comes, you are so rude!" Fengya, who had been waiting outside for a long time, walked in with a dessert plate in hand, pouting, pretending to be displeased.

"Haha, Grandpa's Xiao Ya'er is not happy? Haha, come on, come on, come here, you two brothers and sisters can have a good time together!" The old man's laughter was hearty, but Luo Yan heard the vicissitudes in it and looked at it.

He couldn't help but frown slightly at the former's increasingly thin body.

"Brother Jin, why do you frown when you see Ya'er?" Unexpectedly, this small movement was caught by Feng Ya, who couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and said coquettishly.

"No, no, uh, the snacks are delicious!" Luo Yan bit into the almond bergamot hand made by Feng Ya, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart. This girl still likes sweets as much as she did when she was a child. I really don't know how she lost all her weight.

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Fortunately, the old man remembered someone's habits and said with a smile: "Girl, didn't you make tofu soup? Why don't you bring it over to your brother Jin to try it?"

"Hey, grandpa didn't say it, Ya'er almost forgot! Brother Jin, wait a minute, Ya'er will come as soon as you go." Feng Ya stood up and trotted down.

"Huh -" Someone finally breathed a sigh of relief and complained to Feng Yasheng, "Grandpa, the food this girl made is too sweet? How did you eat it?"

"Haha!" Feng Yasheng laughed loudly and swayed his long beard. After laughing enough, he said, "Old man, my taste buds are no longer working. This girl has always liked sweets. I think it's just right. She

I think it’s just right, I thought everyone would eat this flavor! No, I’m just used to it!”

"You are really...don't you mean to embarrass me?" Luo Yan was speechless. You guys eat sweets, but I won't!

"What embarrasses Brother Jin?" The little girl slowly moved over with a jar wrapped in a towel and asked smoothly.

"It's nothing!" Someone immediately explained away, joking, if I said it, wouldn't I be looking for trouble?

"Come on, brother Jin, try Ya'er's cooking!" Feng Ya didn't take it to heart. She opened the steaming jar and first filled a bowl of soup for Feng Yasheng, and then carefully poured a bowl for Luo Yan.

, handed it over happily, then smiled and held up her chin while watching him drink.

Luo Yan lowered his head and looked down. In a small white porcelain bowl as big as a palm, shredded cucumber, shredded eggs, shredded tofu, and shredded seaweed were as thin as hair. They were outlined and circling in one direction, like a chrysanthemum blooming in the water. He took a small spoon and gently

After stirring gently, you can still see the semi-suspended shrimps, sago and other things inside. Take a bite and it is salty and slightly spicy. It seems that pepper has been added. He was a little surprised. He looked up and looked at Feng Ya, who was as green as a green fruit. He didn't dare to

He asked confidently: "This... you did this?"

"Well! My knife skills are good?" Fengya raised her head proudly, like a proud little swan.

"Oh, you are one of the few girls I have ever seen who can cook the dishes well and make the soup so delicious!" Luo Yan sighed with emotion, which reminded Brother Mao that he doesn't even eat foxes.
Chapter completed!