Red Yanfeng is back!

After a lapse of more than half a month, he finally set foot on the Xilong Chijia.

Seeing him coming back, Chi Wanqun looked cold. "Where have you been there for a while?"

"Too grandfather!" Looking at the Chiwanqun, who was sitting in the hall on the top of the hall, Chi Yanfeng fell to the ground. "Too grandfather, the wind knows wrong. On that day, the wind was attacked by others, thinking that the mother was killed by the Fengchu song, so this went to the trouble of Fengchu song, the wind is not intentional."

Chi Yanfeng was the great-grandson of Chi Wanqun. When he looked at him like this, Chi Wanqun shimmered and his heart softened.

But what he thought of, his look became cold again. "What was the ugly last time?"

"Too grandfather is talking about the black robe? The wind doesn't know him." Chi Yanfeng fell to the ground, and the whole person looked particularly tired, like how much he suffered in the past half month. "The wind has just gone to the Fengchu song, and the man’s hind foot has followed. Everything is coincidental."

Chi Wanqun originally did not believe what Chi Yanfeng said, but he thought of the arrogance of the black robe.

That suffocation is too much, and the average human being will not have that feeling at all.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the red wind. Seeing his regrets was not a fake.

"Too grandfather, don't you believe me?" Chi Yanfeng actually had a drum in his heart, for fear that Chi Wanqun would see what he was, but he still sighed and raised his head. "The wind swears that if there is a party, there is a half-sentence..."

"Okay." Seeing the red wind and the blood to swear, Chi Wanqun interrupted him.

At this moment, he believed in the words of Chi Yanfeng. "After all, you are also a man of my own family. Just like this, how do you swear by poison? Get up, as long as you really admit your mistakes."

"Yes, the wind is wrong, this half a month is outside, the wind wants to understand, everything is my provocation by the monks, this has misunderstood the Fengchu song and the imperial dust, will not be later This kind of confusion is impulsive." Chi Yanfeng hangs slightly, looking at the face.

Listening to these words, Chi Wanqun gave birth to endless gratification.

Living to this age, practicing to that realm, he has no need for anything.

What I want now is nothing more than a good old man, a family and a beggar.

Before the situation of Chi Yutian and Chi Yuling, it really made him feel bad. Fortunately, the wind was over the cliff and he turned back.

He slowly stood up from the high position and walked down.

Waiting to go to the front of the red wind, hands on the shoulders of Chi Yanfeng. "This is my good grandson! Haha!"

Chi Yanfeng’s face hangs a smile, but in the eyes, it flashes a faint sorrow...

"Too grandfather, I heard that Feng Chu song was born?"

"Yes! Yes! Born!" Referring to the two babies, Chi Wanqun laughed more cheerfully.

The two baby bodies are actually the blood of the dragon.

Especially the fruit, that is, the male baby, he inherited the most pure blood of the imperial dust, but also has the purest blood.

So, he is finally a successor!

"They are your nephews and nieces, go, grandfather takes you to see them." Chiwanqun is like a young man who is ten years old, and he will go to Fengchu with the red wind.

Behind, Chi Yanfeng immediately followed up.