"It's not a miracle." An Lingyao said quickly, "Grandpa, all this is thanks to Mr. Xi Yue. If he hadn't had his help this time, neither Yan'er nor Junjun An'an would have known what would have happened."
At this time, An Lingyang and others also discovered the existence of two strangers, Xi Yue and Xi Weiwei.
Just now they wondered how An Lingyao would bring two strangers to their hiding place in An Ling's house.
This is the Anling family's last retreat in the Dark Cloud Realm.
If the enemy finds out, the Anling family will really be doomed.
But An Lingyang's eyes couldn't help falling on Xi Yue. The handsome young man in front of him, although he had never seen him before, always gave him an inexplicably close and familiar feeling.
And after listening to An Lingyao's narration, the members of An Ling's family put aside any remaining doubts, and knelt down to Xi Yue and Xi Weiwei.
"Young Master Xi Yue is so kind and virtuous that my Anling family can't repay you, so please accept our worship!"
Xi Yue looked at An Lingyang, who had gray hair, and led the crowd to bow to him, his head was covered with black lines.
These are her grandfather and uncle, each of them is her elders.
Really being kneeled down like this? How many years does she have to live
With a light wave of his hand, the kneeling bodies of An Lingyang and others were dragged up.
Xi Yue said lightly: "Meeting is fate, maybe I am destined to help Anling's family, you don't need to mind."
An Lingyang and others heard the words and thanked them several times before giving up.
But An Lingyang looked at this young man more and more pleasing to the eye, the more he looked at him, the more familiar he felt.
He stared blankly at those bright and lively phoenix eyes, and couldn't help muttering: "Mr. Xi Yue, have we met somewhere before? You said that you were destined to help the Anling family. You used to... know Anling The Ling family?"
"Cough... you can call me Xi Yue."
Xi Yue pondered for a while before slowly saying: "I do have some connections with the Anling family. I don't know if the head of the Anling family still remembers An Lingyue?"
"What?!" An Lingyang turned pale with shock, his whole body was shaking with excitement.
When he regained his senses, he grabbed Xi Yue's hand suddenly, and said in a trembling voice, "You know Yue'er? Have you met Yue'er? You... Where have you met Yue'er? Is she doing well now?"
An Lingyang's voice was hoarse and choked, but the urgency and worry in his tone could be clearly heard.
A little confused appeared in Xi Yue's eyes, and she looked to the side.
Everyone in Anling's family was very excited, especially those in Anlingyuan, all trembling at this moment, staring straight at Xi Yue, their eyes full of hope.
"You... don't you hate An Lingyue?" Xi Yue said slowly, "I heard from An Lingyao that it was An Lingyue who suddenly disappeared after being elected as a saint, which brought disaster to the Anling family. .”
"If it wasn't for An Lingyue, you are still a big family in the Dark Cloud Realm, so you don't need to flee in fear. Don't you hate An Lingyue for putting you into such a situation?"
An Lingyang was slightly taken aback, and slowly let go of Xi Yue's hand.
An Lingyuan shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Of course I hated it at first, especially watching Shuang'er change from a wife to a concubine, and all the good daughters of the Anling family fell into the miserable end of being a maidservant and a slave. People from the offshoots of the Ling family fled one after another, and the Anling family fell apart...how can you not hate it?"
"However, as time went by, we knew that Yue'er knew what would happen to the Anling family when she knew that she had escaped. It was impossible for her to let the Anling family die forever?"