Fortunately, a barrier had already been set up in this yard, so even if all the houses collapsed, no one would notice.
However, Yun Tianyi’s anger was so terrifying that it seemed as if he wanted to tear down the entire Miluo Continent.
Maotu swallowed his saliva and barely mustered up the courage to persuade him: "Holy Lord, you... don't be too sad. At least, at least Miss An Lingyue left you the young master and young lady. I believe that the young master and young lady must still be alive, otherwise the high priest would not have to destroy the Nalan family and seal this woman's memory. He... isn't he just afraid that someone will find the young master and young lady?"
Yun Tianyi closed his eyes and slowly exhaled. When he spoke again, his low voice was filled with murderous intent, "Wei Zixi, I don't care what you want to do, but if you dare to touch my child, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"
He glanced at Nalan Yurong coldly and suddenly waved his hand.
Nalan Yurong, who was originally in a coma, soon woke up.
She looked around and her eyes fell on Yun Tianyi. She immediately took a breath and her eyes widened.
Yun Tianyi is extremely handsome. Since he was promoted to a cultivator smoothly at a young age, his appearance always remains at the age of 27 or 28, when men are most attractive.
Moreover, he is the Holy Lord of the Divine Realm, and his status and identity are unattainable by billions of creatures in the world, so he naturally carries the luxury and charm that makes people look up to him.
Therefore, when Nalan Yurong saw Yun Tianyi, even though she was afraid of the strong, she couldn't help drooling.
But soon, she realized that the man in front of her, could it be... could it be the father of that bitch Nalan Hexi
Thinking of this, Nalan Yurong really saw some similarities between this man's eyebrows and Xi Yue's true face.
She was trembling with jealousy, and couldn't believe that the father of that bitch Nalan Hexi could be such an outstanding man. And she only had something as unpresentable as Nalan Zhengze
Nalan Yurong took a deep breath and told herself over and over again in her heart: Nalan Hexi is dead, now she is Nalan Hexi, and this father belongs to her.
As she thought about it, tears immediately welled up on Nalan Yurong's face. She cried to Yun Tianyi, "You... you are my father, right? My mother told me that Nalan Zhengze is not my biological father, and that my biological father will come to find me one day. Dad, it's you who came to find me, right? I am Hexi! Your daughter!"
As she spoke, Nalan Yurong jumped up from the bed and rushed towards Yun Tianyi.
However, with a loud "bang", she seemed to have hit an invisible passport and fell heavily to the ground, dizzy.
Maotu suppressed his laughter, coughed lightly and said, "The Saint doesn't like others to get close to her, even her relatives. Please sit down and talk. The Saint has something to ask you."
Yun Tianyi looked at her coldly, "You said An Lingyue is dead? How did she die?"
Nalan Yurong had a face full of resentment, but facing Yun Tianyi's coldness, she dared not act rashly and could only repeat her previous answer.
"Where is her... grave?" Yun Tianyi asked again.
This time, Nalan Yurong was stunned. She tried desperately to recall, but she couldn't remember where An Lingyue was buried after her death, and how she was buried. (To be continued)