Yin Xiaoyao, who was running wildly, screamed and dropped his head when he heard this.
What is this? The master is going to attend her own funeral? Is there any mistake? Is she playing some taboo game recently?
Ming Jue raised his eyes and glanced at Yin Yao coldly. Yin Yao picked up his head tremblingly and swish...hidden, avoiding his gaze.
How scary!
"Take it with you." Ming Jue's voice was faint, without any emotion.
Ye Nanyin was a little embarrassed, "Goodbye, my senior brothers have all seen it. It's so ugly that it's impressive and will be exposed."
"Have you ever seen him in human form?" Ming Jue frowned.
"That's not true. Yin Xiaoyao always thought the beast was handsome and refused to transform. So far, only you and my mother have seen it in its transformed state." Speaking of this, Ye Nanyin was quite helpless.
The fact that Yin Yao became so ugly must have something to do with her. She must keep her contracted beast no matter how ugly it is.
But it’s its fault for being greedy!
When Ming Jue heard this, the coldness between his brows seemed to melt away, "It just so happens that I am short of a son."
Ye Nanyin: "???"
Ming Jue gently raised his hand and used a force to pull Yin Yao over.
"Transformation."
Yinyao heard what they said, and he was very dissatisfied and said: "You must be reasonable, I can't treat him as your son just because I stole the spirit stone, right?"
In fact, Yinyao is quite willing to go out, but he can’t lose his dignity!
"Then are you going to spit out the spirit stone, or will I help you punch it out?"
Obviously he was still hugging his master and hadn't moved, but that cold voice made Yinyao's scalp tingle.
Yinyao decisively transformed in one second, dignity and all! Can it be eaten as a spiritual stone?
"Dad, what else do you have to say?"
Ye Nanyin: "..." Yin Xiaoyao, Yin Xiaoyao, look at how hopeless you are.
When he recovers later and finds out that he is Ming Jue's son, he will probably want to hit him to death.
"Not yet."
Ming Jue raised his hand and used a force to lock its human form, preventing it from returning to its animal form in public.
Yin Yao: "..."
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Seeing his master walking out with a little boy in his left hand and a little girl in his arms, Xie Ling was stunned!
How could he remember? The master only picked up one little girl? Why did another one appear!!
It wasn't until Ming Jue casually threw Yin Yao to him that Xie Ling hurriedly reacted and reached out to catch it.
"Master! This?" Xie Ling hugged Yinyao at a loss and looked at his master awkwardly, a little confused as to what he meant.
Yinyao was so frightened that he grinned, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, I want you to hold me!" Yinyao was very excited to be his son.
Xie Ling: "..."
Daddy? Who is he calling? Master? When did the master even have a young prince?
Who were you born to?
There were so many question marks that Xie Ling felt confused and top-heavy.
"No! No! I want daddy to hold me!! If you don't hold me, I'll cry for you." Yinyao struggled in Xie Ling's arms, and Xie Ling almost didn't hug him.
Huh! Even if he is a son, he still has to be a restless son.
Ming Jue didn't even look at him. He raised his hand to draw a teleportation talisman and arrived at Tianji Pavilion in a blink of an eye.
At this time, Tianji Pavilion was filled with a sense of sadness.
Snow-white silks and satins were hung in almost every corner. The disciples coming and going were all wearing plain white clothes, and bursts of sad crying could still be vaguely heard.
This sudden scene made Yinyao not dare to commit suicide!
I really came... to attend the master's funeral!
Xie Ling followed Ming Jue to the mourning hall with heavy steps. The atmosphere made it difficult for him to breathe.
Ming Jue carried Yin Yao to the tablet with an expressionless expression, "Cry for your mother."
Yinyao: "..." At this moment, he understood the value of being a son.
Ye Nanyin: "..." It's her brother Lu Ziye! This is really wild!
Everyone present was stunned by the sudden appearance of his son, and even stopped crying.
Ye Huan, who was sitting in the main seat, secretly twitched the corners of his mouth and almost couldn't even hold the tea cup steady.
What are these two little brats doing?
She coughed lightly, walked forward, and said sadly: "What does King Jiuyou mean?"
"My mother-in-law is here, please accept your respects from my son-in-law." Ming Jue knelt down and kowtowed to Ye Huan.
This scene shocked everyone again.
You know, this Jiuyou King has never even knelt down before the Emperor of the Five Spirit Kingdom.
Even Ye Nanyin was stunned again and again.
"It was my incompetence and failure to protect Yinyin. Regardless of whether she is alive or dead, she is still my Ming Jue recognized wife. Although we have not paid homage to each other, we are sincerely in love with each other."
"I adopted a pair of young children and brought them to give Yinyin her final farewell. I hope my mother-in-law will fulfill her wishes. I only hope that a hundred years from now, I can share the same grave with Yinyin and renew our relationship."
This was the first time Ye Huan heard Ming Jue say so many words. Although his voice was cold, it could not conceal the burning in his eyes.
It was obvious that this little bastard was telling her his feelings for her daughter!
At the same time, it can give the little brat a new identity.
"That's all, get up." Ye Huan's eyes were slightly red and he sighed faintly, "It's up to you."
Ming Jue stood up, elegantly kicked Yin Yao, who was in a daze, and knelt in front of the spirit tablet, "You can cry now."
"Uh-huh-huh..." Yinyao really wanted to cry. This son was too special.
While he was crying, he looked at Ming Jue, turned his eyes and said, "Dad, how about you ask my sister to cry with me?"
Ye Nanyin: "..."
The scene now was completely beyond her expectation. It was okay for her to cry on her own!
However! Just when she was worried, she heard Ming Jue's serious education: "Your sister is young and can't cry. If you like to cry for others, cry for her a little longer."
"..." Yin Yao really cried louder. Master, this man cannot be dealt with, his mind is too dark.
"Master Ye Pavilion, I apologize and accept the change."
At this moment, an elegant voice came from outside the mourning hall, and a middle-aged man in green clothes walked in with a smile on his face.
Hearing this voice, Ye Nanyin visibly stiffened, almost leaning against Ming Jue's shoulder.
Bai Ning, indeed, came, with his unique sense of oppression.
After spending ten lives together, she knew best what kind of thoughtful person Bai Ning was.
He will definitely come back to confirm again and again that she is really dead.
No one present knew him, but the light aura on his body was so strong that everyone became alert.
"Who are you?" Ye Huan thought he looked familiar, but couldn't remember who it was.
"I'm just a spiritual practitioner passing by. Seeing this so sad, I can't help but think about it."
Bai Ning had actually been here a long time ago. He had been secretly observing everyone, especially Ming Jue.
His appearance made Bai Ning very uneasy. It was clear that the marriage contract with ghosts had been broken, but he had not returned to the Nether Clan for a long time.
