Xiao Xingsuo saw Nan Dingtian's serious and somewhat frightening expression. After thinking about it again, he wanted to say something, but when he raised his eyes and saw the silver-haired man sitting on the opposite side, he was not worried. After thinking for a while, Also silent.
"Yes—" Mu Tianyin nodded in response.
Although it was a little quicker, and the banquet was not over, the matter was within Mu Tianyin's expectations. When she saw her grandfather, she would attract his attention again, and then let her grandfather see her alone and explain it in detail...
There are too many people at the banquet, there are many people, and Sheng Xi is here, so there is no doubt that something will go wrong.
After Mu Tianyin gave Hua Chongjin a wink, she followed Nan Dingtian and left.
Hua Zhongjin frowned slightly, and she didn't want to let Mu Tianyin leave alone, but she didn't say much at this time, her crimson lips curved slightly, giving Mu Tianyin a reassuring look: go.
A group of people in the hall watched the old man and the young man leave before and after, and their expressions were obscure. Although they did not know the specific reason, they could also see that Nan Dingtian was very special to this young master.
After the gift was over, the music in the Immortal Hall started.
A group of graceful fairies in white robes flew into the hall, their skirts fluttered and danced gracefully, and the attention of the immortals from all sides quickly turned away, forgetting this minor episode.
It's just that Shengxi's attention is obviously not here, and at this time, there is a panic in his heart for no reason. He always feels that something is wrong. After a few flashes in his eyes, he sank slightly and looked at the old man beside him, "Old Yangzu , Has this kid named Mu Jin ever been to Xianzong before? Did Tianqiguan of Nanhai Daozhou have a deep friendship with the suzerain? Why haven't I heard of it before?"
Old Yang Zu was also curious, "As far as I know, the Sect Master has a good relationship with Tianqi Guan. Hundreds of years ago, when the Sect Master was in the South China Sea, he even helped Tian Qi Guan survive a disaster. For the rest, the specific old man also I don't know, as for this young man, it is estimated that he is the eldest disciple of Tianqiguan, and I think the man below is even more difficult, and if he wants to come to Tianqiguan, it is also a place of crouching tigers and hidden dragons."
In the past thousand years, it is rare for the Sect Master to have such great sadness and joy. Others may not know it, but he and the Sect Master have known each other for thousands of years. It can be seen that he was very excited just now.
Sheng Xi nodded thoughtfully, without asking anything substantive, but the uneasy feeling in her heart kept looming, causing her pretty brows to slowly knit together.
What will happen, she should be over-hearted.
Nan Dingtian put his hands behind his back, walked steadily and walked very fast, Mu Tianyin followed at a distance of two or three meters, looking at his grandfather's hunched back, his eyes gradually warmed.
Entering the apse, all the fairies and guests around were feasting in the main hall, and this luxurious hall was silent and no one was there.
Nan Dingtian paused for a step, turned his robes and turned around, his eyes were like torches, and he was fixed on the shadow that followed him into the hall. Who! What purpose! How could you know, know…”
Nan Dingtian's voice was strong and powerful, but as he spoke, he trembled uncontrollably. He didn't dare to guess, and he didn't dare to hope that his precious granddaughter was still alive in this world.
The old man in front of him is arrogant, like a mountain that cannot be climbed, and his body is full of thick pressure, as if she didn't say a word right, it would turn into flying smoke!
But Mu Tianyin was not afraid. This was the grandfather she was familiar with. Although she only had a few memories of when she was a child, the old man's love for her was unrestricted and she remembered it clearly.
At this time, it became clearer.
Nan Dingtian was full of anger, but being stared at so silently by the little guy in front of him, he felt very familiar. Those eyes were watery and wet. If he laughed again, it would bend into a small crescent shape, just like... him the same as Xiao Tianyin.
"You, you are..." Nan Dingtian was shocked!
Mu Tianyin walked forward slowly, she smiled, but there was a mist of water in her eyes, she opened her mouth, the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, and the words she brought out also trembled a little, and they came out from the depths of her throat. , "Grandpa..."
Nan Dingtian's hand in his sleeve trembled uncontrollably, his tall body staggered and took a step back, his sharp old eyes became dazed at this moment, absent-minded, stunned, and stunned.
Mu Tianyin took another step forward, suddenly remembered something, waved her hand to untie her hair-belt, and a blue silk poured down like water. Her slender, white palm was pressed against her forehead, from top to bottom, until a small Adam's apple was placed in her throat. All traces of the dress were erased.
Then, she slowly raised her head, revealing a beautiful face, her eyes moistened with a bright smile, "When Tianyin grows up, Grandpa doesn't know him anymore."
If Mu Tianyin looked like his mother with only one or two similarities between the eyebrows of the young man before, then now, apart from the completely different temperament, that face is actually three-point similar!
There are thousands of similar appearances in the world, and even people who are exactly the same may exist, but this kind of blood fusion feeling is unclear, but it is the most shocking.
"Tian, Tianyin..." This old man who stood upright, his throat was blocked at this time, and the next second, as if he had suffered a big blow, his strong shoulders collapsed in an instant, and he shook his head in a trance, "No! You are not me. My little Tianyin, how could it be possible, my little Tianyin died a thousand years ago... My daughter, Yinyue, is gone, gone!"
The unexpected ecstasy suddenly overwhelmed the old man's calm surface for a thousand years, and when the surprise came, the grief that was shattering in the past also made a comeback and devoured people in an instant.
Nan Dingtian couldn't believe it, because he couldn't bear another blow.
At this moment, he is not the peerless powerhouse that traverses the immortals, he is just an ordinary father, an ordinary old man, with his usual majestic and powerful voice, he is choked up at this moment.
Mu Tianyin couldn't bear it any longer, stepped over a few steps, and threw herself into Nan Dingtian's arms, "Grandpa, it's really me! Tianyin is back! My mother is gone, and my father is gone, doesn't my grandfather want me either? Yet."
The woman's voice was also choked, her whole body trembling, it was excitement, pain, and joy.
Nan Dingtian suddenly came back to his senses, and he burst into tears in an instant, a small ball in his arms, soft, and for a long time, with horns braided, rushing into his legs, screaming 'grandfather', screaming excitedly The happy little guy is exactly the same.
How could this feeling be wrong
It's such a small sound!
"How could it be, how could Grandpa not want you!" Nan Dingtian was trembling all over, he lightly raised his wrinkled hand, and gently patted the little guy in his arms on the shoulder, tentatively, slowly... I'm afraid If it hits hard, it smashes.
Isn't he dreaming
Mu Tianyin raised his head, stared at the excited, bewildered old man, and laughed through tears, "Tianyin managed to join the Immortal Sect, if Grandpa doesn't want me again, Tianyin will be homeless. "
"Good boy, how can grandpa be willing to leave you." Nan Dingtian touched the little girl's head with his big palm. At this moment, he was very sure that the little girl in front of him was the little granddaughter he had been talking about for thousands of years.
Mu Tianyin stood there with tears in her eyes, not as cold and indifferent as in the past. At this time, she had a bright smile, tears in her eyes, and soft pink cheeks, just like the carefree one who always pestered the old man to ride for her when she was a child. A little different.
Small and lovable.
"Let Grandpa take a look." Nan Dingtian's voice trembled uncontrollably, excited, joyful, and full of tears, "Growing up, my little Tianyin has grown so big, and Grandpa didn't even recognize it."
No wonder, no wonder he loved this little guy so much at first sight!
It turned out to be his little Tianyin, his precious granddaughter!
Mu Tianyin looked at the old man in front of him. Thousands of years ago, he had some black hair. Now, he has white hair and frost on his temples. He is really too old, not the aging of natural life span, as if it happened overnight. It declined in between, but at this time, the solemn and dignified face came alive again in an instant, revealing his excitement and joy unabashedly.
"What's going on." After being extremely happy, Nan Dingtian took control and hurriedly asked, "Why is it only you, where is your mother? Where is Yinyue, she..."
However, Nan Dingtian's expectations did not come true after all.
After seeing his granddaughter's slowly lost face, his heart sank, and then he heard his expected answer, "Mother, she's gone."
Mu Tianyin murmured, tears welling up in his eyes.
Nan Dingtian staggered, nodding and shaking his head again. He was mentally prepared, and he heard it vaguely just now, but he didn't give up, but God still favored him, at least his little Tianyin was still there.
Nan Dingtian's tearful eyes were so gentle that they almost dripped with water, and fell softly on the little guy in front of her, with her hands still rubbing her head, feeling the warm temperature, for fear that what was in front of her was just a dream.
Mu Tianyin raised her eyes and couldn't wait to ask, "Grandpa, where is father?"
Nan Dingtian's gentle eyebrows and eyes instantly stiffened, as if the full pool of spring water had frozen into ice, "Don't mention him to me!"
If Mu Yi stayed with his wife and children, how could his daughter die? How could his little grandson have been living abroad for thousands of years, lonely and lonely, and took his only precious daughter away from him, not to mention that she lost her life in the end.
Why wasn't Mu Yi the one who died!
Blame him!
Nan Dingtian's full of resentment was detonated again, but he turned his eyes and caught a glimpse of the suddenly lost eyes of his little granddaughter, and the expression as if he was about to cry.
There was no way, when Nan Dingtian spoke ill of her father in front of Mu Tianyin's eyes, Mu Tianyin stared at him with a 'grandpa, how could you say that' without saying a word. Zhang Baozi's face, Nan Dingtian closed his mouth consciously.
Over time, the incompatible relationship between Nan Dingtian and Mu Yi gradually improved, and if it wasn't for later... Now it is estimated that they can barely sit down and talk about playing chess and the like.
Up to now, Nan Dingtian's habit of being a little afraid of his granddaughter has not changed, let alone now that he has recovered, he is more cautious, for fear that he will provoke her.
Mu Tianyin was overjoyed for a moment, stared at her grandfather without blinking, and asked, "Where did he go, do you have any news about him? I inquired about it when I came to the Western Regions, but nothing came from my father. information."
As soon as he came back, he didn't say a few more words to him, so he cared about her father with all his might. Nan Dingtian was a little angry, but he couldn't attack.
Although he was reluctant, he still spoke honestly, patted his granddaughter's shoulder, and comforted in a deep voice, "Don't worry, your father is locked in a stream of water and sky, I went to see it not long ago, and judging from the traces around it. , he should have broken through the seal and left, but the Mu family did not release the news. If he can break the seal of several ancestors of the Mu family, at least he has the mid-term strength of the monarch. Even in the entire Xiangu, few people can help him. how."
That kid Mu Yi is extremely talented, no matter how much he resents him, he has to admit it.
Although there was Mu Yi's fault a thousand years ago, being locked up for more than a thousand years can be regarded as a punishment for him. No matter how angry he is, if nothing else, Mu Yi is still Xiao Tianyin's father and his daughter's beloved. It is enough for a person to be suppressed in the dark abyss for a thousand years.
He originally wanted to rescue people, but he didn't want to, Mu Yi was long gone.
Mu Tianyin suddenly remembered, "Grandpa, that day was really you!"
Nan Dingtian was stunned for a moment, and remembered that day in Shuitianyijian, he met a pair of young people, but both of them were wearing cloaks at the time, and he was a little angry with Mu Yi at that time, not much Pay attention.
"A month ago, in Shuitian Yijian, was it you?" Nan Dingtian confirmed!
Mu Tianyin smiled, revealing her snow-white teeth, and nodded, "Yes."