"Xiaoye, did I really do something wrong?"
Ye Nu hooked the corners of his lips and showed a sneer of disdain: "It sounds nice, but it's actually not a group of selfish and shameless people. Next time they say that again, you can reply to them, you don't need anyone to accompany you , even if your father really created the floating outlying island, it is enough for you to ascend alone, and then you will see what kind of face they have."
"Puchi!"
Before Lan Chuxi could respond, the four [Tiandi Xuanhuang] who were sitting on the side couldn't help laughing.
"Young Master Ye's words are rough and reasonable. People from the Lan family and the Xiao family are indeed greedy."
"Young master, you can tell your master and wife what you think. They love you so much. As long as you speak well, they will understand."
"Yes! Don't leave without saying goodbye like this again. You don't know how sad Madam is, and there are several more white hairs on her head."
Lan Chuxi's eye circles were slightly red, she bowed her head in shame and said, "I see. I'll be heading home tomorrow."
After finishing speaking, he looked up at Ye Nu: "Xiao Ye, follow me back, I want to introduce you to my father and mother."
Ye Nu moved her lips, wanting to refuse.
What is his identity? Low, dirty, unbearable.
How can he go to a place like Lan's house.
But meeting Lan Chuxi's gaze, he finally swallowed the words of refusal, and nodded slightly.
He thought that as long as he could stay with the young man, no matter how unbearable, no matter how tormented, he would definitely be able to persevere.
…
Lan Chuxi didn't want to trade his father's life for his own smooth journey to heaven.
However, fate seems to have already set a fixed trajectory, and the separation of life and death is not in control at all.
Lan Xiaoze suddenly fell ill with a strange disease, and tried all kinds of methods but couldn't cure it.
He had already been persuaded by his son that he no longer wanted to sacrifice himself to earn his son the opportunity to ascend through the tribulation.
But now his own life is dying.
The beloved wife is just a mortal. After his death, even if he is raised with pills, he will not live long.
When the time comes, leaving his son alone and trapped to death on this continent, how can he be reconciled.
In the end, Lan Xiaoze still started the sacrifice.
"Thousands of heavenly beasts are brought back to the clan, and mountains and rivers float in the air."
"I, Lan Xiaoze, would like to use my tiny body as a sacrifice to the heavens. My soul will be forgotten, and I will have no regrets in this life. Just to give my son a ladder to the sky..."
"After seven days, you can step on my bones, board the floating outlying island, and start your new journey of cultivating immortals."
"I just ask you one thing, you must protect my son, Chu Xi, and never let anyone bully him."
"Otherwise, even if I lose my soul and become a ghost, I will definitely come back and seek your life!!"
…
Countless dense thunderstorms fell from the sky and landed on Lan Xiaoze's old and thin body.
The huge divine beast Bai Ze let out a roar behind him, his figure gradually faded, and merged with Lan Chuxi.
"Father!!"
Lan Chuxi uttered a mournful cry, trying to rush over to stop it, but was hugged tightly by the people behind him.
The deep voice rang in his ears over and over again.
"Chu Xi, Chu Xi, don't go over..."
It was the night slave who held him back.
Spring goes and autumn comes, and several cold and heat pass by in the blink of an eye.
The emaciated boy in "Drunk Life, Dreams and Death" back then has grown into a handsome and unparalleled young man.