Your majesty, Empress Xianyu doesn't want to leave the cold palace

The old man in white clothes looked at Feng Yanyan's back, his hands naturally dropped in front of him, and sighed, "Actually, I really want to see my great-grandson."

Newborn babies are always a rare sight.

Yu Wenyu said calmly: "You can go if you want."

Not to mention looking at the palace, even the entire Central Plains Kyushu could not find an opponent who could stop his old man.

"That's right, I'm so powerful, who can beat me?" The old man in white was proud at first, then stood there and thought for a while, then waved his hand, "Forget it, I won't go back, we are all gone. Over the years, it would be troublesome if I met one or two acquaintances, but I can’t bear the thought of a group of Wuyang Wuyang people kowtowing to me when they see me.”

"There are very few people who can recognize you."

The old man in white sighed in the wind.

That's right, people of his generation are no longer in this world.

He is such an old man, but he has been wandering around in this world for so many years without even realizing it.

The old man in white put his hands behind his back, "I can only help as much as I can. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, and we have to rely on them for the road ahead."

He has done everything he can to help. Whether he can survive this disaster depends on fate.

As he was talking, the old man in white said, "Xiaoqi, have you been to Nanyuan? Oh, I almost forgot, you just went to Nanyuan some time ago. Speaking of which, the last time I went to Nanyuan was forty years ago. , I didn’t expect that so much time has passed in the blink of an eye, and I don’t know what Nanyuan has become now, can you go and see it?”

Yu Wenyu: "I won't go."

"why?"

"Not interested in."

"Being a person is too old-fashioned and boring," the old man in white said, "Look at you, you are young but full of life, you don't look like a young man at all. I think when I was young, I was called an angry horse in bright clothes. , high-spirited. If I had been as reticent as you are now, I might not have you anymore."

Yu Wenyu: "..."

"Xiao Qi, do you need me to remind you that you will be one year older after the Chinese New Year?"

"..."

"You're not young anymore. It's time to find a wife. Look at the fourth child in the palace. My great-grandchildren have great-grandchildren. When can you come to me and have great-grandchildren?"

"..."

"Old man, I'm already old."

Yu Wenyu's eyes were cold.

Do you need him to remind you that this old man is stronger than a strong man?

The old man in white bumped Yu Wenyu's shoulder, "Xiao Qi, tell the truth, tell grandpa what kind of thing do you like? Grandpa can help you."

Yuwen Yuyue's white figure disappeared in an instant.

The old man in white was so angry that he screamed on the spot, "I really taught my apprentice how to starve the master to death. I taught him Qinggong and he can run away faster than anyone else."

**

An ordinary tavern with bright lights and constant laughter.

Among them, a particularly rough boasting voice was particularly loud.

"You don't know that Feng Yanyan was punched to the ground by me at that time. She lay at her feet and hugged my legs and kept shouting for grandpa to spare her life."

The speaker's surname is Lai, the second eldest child in his family. Because of his outstanding boxing skills, he has gained a reputation in the world, and is known as Lai Quan. Some people he is familiar with also call him Lai Lao Er.

The people who heard it laughed loudly, "Lai Laoer, there is no limit to your boasting like this! It's just a matter of arranging others. Who doesn't know Feng Yanyan? That is the master of Fengqi Pavilion, and he is famous in the world. A character who can be knocked down by you with one punch? I think you drank too much and don't know what's going on, what's going on, what's going on, what's going on, what's going on, what's going on, hahaha, you're so crazy about wanting to be famous and want to say this." "That's right! That one kills without batting an eyelid. Lord, the king of hell will take a detour when he sees it! How can I fall into your hands!"

"That's all, what's more serious! Just listen to it and have fun, why bother paying attention to what a drunkard says!"

"Bang -" the wine jar fell to the ground.

The force was quite strong, and everyone in the tavern was shocked by the sound.

I saw Lai Laoer standing up unsteadily, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened to curse.

While cursing, he showed his arms and waved his fists.

"Who said your grandpa is a braggart? If I don't teach you how to use your grandpa Lai's fists, you won't know how much you weigh."

"Let's compete. Whoever is afraid of you will be your grandson."

For a moment, the table was violently overturned, and the few people who started talking were struggling with Lai Laoer.

The three men attacked with swords. Although Lai Laoer used fists, his strength was sufficient. After dozens of moves, Lai Laoer was not at a disadvantage. However, the opponent was surrounded by three men and did not lose momentum. For a while, the two sides were stiff and unable to separate. Victory or defeat, let’s take a break and slow down our strength for the time being.

When the shopkeeper saw this, he quickly came out to persuade the two parties to make peace. He also gave them good wine and delicious food, and after some good talk, he finally persuaded the two parties to stop fighting.

Seeing the three of them put down their swords, Lai Laoer also returned to his seat, and the shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his head.

Seeing that the shop was smashed into a mess, the shopkeeper felt aggrieved but did not dare to say anything. It seemed that neither side was easy to mess with. If the fight between the two parties continued, his shop would be demolished. He would treat it like a fall today. It's bad luck, let's suffer the consequences.

Lai Laoer got wine and meat, and started drinking again.

As he drank more and more, he talked more and more. It wasn't until the store closed that he walked out crookedly, holding on to the door frame.

On the street, the sound of the clock just sounded, and Lai Quan was wandering down the street with his steps backwards.

He was very drunk, and he was holding a jar of wine in his hand. He took two steps and took two sips of wine from the jar.

A gust of night wind swept through, and murderous intent came with it. A strong internal force came with the wind. Lai Laoer was hit by a palm and vomited a mouthful of blood. Before he could raise his head, he was slapped against the wall with another palm. On the bed, his strong body was suppressed so that he could not move at all. From the corner of his eye, he could only see the red clothes fluttering in the night wind.

This red dress looked very familiar. When a thought flashed across his mind, Lai Laoer's pupils shrank, thinking that it was an evil ghost seeking his life. He was so frightened that he sobered up a lot. He spoke in a rude manner, without showing any of the evil aura he had in the tavern. He knelt down and begged for mercy. "Master Feng Pavilion, spare your life! I'm not the only one who killed you. You can't just seek revenge on me."

Another soft sword was placed on his shoulder and close to his neck, and his voice was obviously more like a green pheasant, "Who spread the news."

As soon as the cold sword touched the skin on his neck, Lai Laoer was so frightened that he couldn't hide any words and blurted out,

"Chenji Pavilion! It's Chenji Pavilion. I only go there to get news. I don't do anything else-"

There was no chance to say the next words. The long sword fell on his shoulder, blood spurted out, and his life was immediately cut off.

The burly body slowly slid to the ground, his face pressed against the ground, and his two big eyes opened wide.

Ling Xue wiped the blood off the soft sword and said, "Girl, this is Chenji Pavilion."

This answer was beyond Feng Yanyan's expectation.

I remember that Fengqi Pavilion and Chenji Pavilion had a relationship because of their interests.

She had nothing to do with Chen Ji Ge, but she didn't expect Chen Ji Ge to hurt someone behind his back.

If that's the case, let's compete.