"Even if you don't remember anything, you are still my grandson, Xuan Yuan, and the only son of your father and mother. We will not admit this."
Xuan Menglan nodded again and again: "Although it has been more than ten years, your appearance has not changed much at all. Moreover, the birthmark on Jifeng's body is also on you. You are my son Jifeng."
The old woman wiped her tears and said: "Master Jifeng, you didn't want to lose your memory. If you want to blame it, you can blame those who hurt you. Master Jifeng, you have suffered all these years."
Xuan Yuan smiled again, and said with relief on his face: "Ji Feng, you really are my grandson Xuan Yuan. Even if you lose your memory, you can break through the world without relying on the halo of the Yun family. Hahaha, how are people in the world? I can imagine that Yun Ruohan, who is famous all over the world [One Sword Mountain and Sea], is actually my grandson of Xuan Yuan."
Yun Ruohan looked at his smiling face, and Xuan Menglan and the others' proud faces, and remained silent.
Xuanyuan's eyes suddenly deepened, and he said again: "Since you are the elder brother of Xiaoyaomen and the head of the seven sons of Xiaoyaomen, Xiaoyaomen is not an outsider to us in Beilu. I think, from now on Let the Seven Sons of Xiaoyao merge into the Mule Pavilion or the Yun Family. In this way, your juniors and sisters won’t have to be buried in Xiaoyaomen’s shady sect.”
Yun Zhaoxing turned his gaze, and followed suit: "That's right. The little fellow brought back with you is Lan Luoyu, the [Thousand-Handed God's Call] among the Xiaoyao Seven Sons, right? He doesn't seem to be very fond of our Yun family. Friendly, but also completely unwilling to cooperate, I think Jifeng, you should go to persuade him... "
"What did you do to Xiaoqi?!!"
Yun Ruohan, who had been taciturn all this time, sat up suddenly from the bed.
Bloodthirsty and furious eyes looked at everyone present, "Where is Xiao Qi?!"
Everyone was taken aback by his sudden outburst.
After being stunned, Yun Zhaoxing immediately said displeased: "Is this how you speak to your father? Lan Luoyu injured my Yun Family and members of Mu Le Pavilion without authorization. I brought him back and imprisoned him. What's wrong? !"
The old woman also anxiously said: "Master Jifeng, don't blame the master, blame me if you want to. I thought it was the people from Xiaoyaomen who made you unconscious, so I ordered to attack them."
Yun Ruohan took a deep breath before trying to suppress the anxiety and anger in his chest.
"Where is Xiao Qi? Take me to find him!"
…
The water prison of the Yun family was dark, damp and cold.
Even people with profound cultivation can feel the icy cold piercing into the bone marrow when they walk inside.
With the support of the old woman, Yun Ruohan walked down, the more anxious and worried he felt.
Xiaoqi has been spoiled since she was a child, how can she adapt to such an environment
After walking for a long time, he finally saw a familiar figure.
Just this one glance made Yun Ruohan's pupils shrink suddenly.
All the distress, tyranny, madness and killing intent in the body surged up like a tide.
Water prison Water prison, as the name suggests, there is water in this prison.
Moreover, this is not ordinary water, it is [Heavenly Erosion Water] that can erode people's soul and body little by little.
At this time, Luoyu was tied to the only stone platform in the center of Tianxishui.
His hands were hoisted high by Xuan Tie.
Both feet were soaked in the eclipse water, bloody and bloody.
There are countless welts and burns on his body.
Even while the suspended body is shaking, you can see the dense white bones on the back brushed with a hot iron brush.
His little seven!