The silver-haired girl said "father".

The martial arts legend in the entire world, the leader of the formation for eight hundred years has been frozen there. His soul will not be injured even if he faces the sword madness's sword intent, and his inner energy is majestic and surging, continuous.

.

His formation has reached its limit!

His state of mind is indestructible!

The existence and non-existence arise from each other, the five elements cycle, continuous and boundless!

The whale fishermen heard a squeaking sound.

That was the sound of the mental barrier breaking down.

Old Siming took a sip of wine and saw the incomparable whale fishermen over there who had made all preparations and suddenly stepped back. The formation that had been prepared for a long time spread out like the white snow in spring.

.

Finally, Old Siming saw the whale fisher suddenly turn around, howl and run away, tearing up a turbulent wave of air in the sky. Old Siming grinned, knowing the whale fisherman's temperament and experience.

, he longs for family affection and all feelings.

But because of his youthful experience, he became cynical, arrogant and arrogant.

Underneath the pride, there is also some fear of this kind of family affection.

However, even if Old Siming saw through the reason of the whale fisher at a glance, he still deliberately smacked his lips and said to the silver-haired girl with a smile: "Look, this old boy is timid again."

A roar came from a distance: "Si Ming, shut up!!!"

The formations in the sky gather layer by layer.

A bolt of thunder fell from the sky.

Lao Si had no idea what his fate would be, so he grabbed the black turtle dharma image and held it in front of him.

The thunder was struck down by the whale fishermen using formation bombardment, and the sound was quite loud, causing the Black Tortoise to be smashed into large pieces and scorched black. The Black Tortoise's eyes stared straight at Old Siming over there.

Old Siming remained silent.

Then he thought of the words he had just recorded in his Yin Yang family's Bisheng handwriting. He smiled carefree and pretended as if nothing had happened. He looked at the direction in which the whale fisher was going and said, "Look."

"It's urgent."

Li Guanyi was in a daze for a while before he sorted out the situation. He suddenly understood what happened in the Gongsun family, and thought of what the whale fisherman had said before, the story of the Demon Sect in the Western Regions, which was connected with Yaoguang.

The silver-haired girl watched the whale fisherman go away, then looked away with a quiet expression.

Li Guanyi saw the girl's eyes were clear and calm, but for some reason, Li Guanyi saw a hint of sadness.

It's because we can't recognize each other.

Or because the whale fisher turned around and ran away.

The silver-haired girl looked at the direction in which the whale fisherman was going. For a long time, her outstretched palms and fingers dropped slightly, and then she slowly took them back.

Then I felt the warm and generous feeling in my palm.

The silver-haired girl raised her head and saw Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi stretched out his hand and held Yao Guang's small hand in his palm to support Yao Guang's emotions. When he saw the girl looking over, Li Guanyi's face showed the same calm look as before, and said: "Don't worry, there are still

I am here."

Old Siming grinned.

He hesitated.

Lao Siming put the consequences behind him.

I decided to use the Yin Yang family's photography technique to show this scene to whale fishermen.

I don’t know what the expression on the whale fisher’s face would be like after seeing him escaping and something like this happened instead.

You will definitely be so angry that your eyes will be red.

Li Guan turned around and asked with a smile: "Are the things ready?"

The silver-haired girl nodded, her eyes calm and calm, and Li Guan said, "Auntie is cooking today. If you want some snacks, you have to talk to her. Do you want more snacks? By the way, Mr. Siming

, let’s eat together today.”

"There is good wine from the Murong family."

Old Siming laughed and nodded, and said with satisfaction:

"You kid is on the road. It's not in vain for my old man to help you like this."

"It's not like your great-grandfather. When your great-grandfather was your age, he was very evil. Eating wine? Eating the tip of a sword was almost the same."

Li Guanyi led Yao Guang to go to Murong Qiushui's place. Murong Qiushui was cooking a pot of porridge, but he was lazy. He sat there with his head lowered and his head moved little by little. It was obvious that he was lazy.

Li Guanyi smiled helplessly, walked over, made a knife with his palm, and gently landed on the top of his aunt's head. Murong Qiushui was startled, raised his head, saw Li Guanyi, grunted twice, squinted his eyes, and said lazily:

"What, slave boy, don't scare Auntie."

Although it should be called aunt, Li Guanyi and Murong Qiu Shui have been accustomed to this title for so many years, so they did not change it. Murong Qiu Shui had lazy eyes and held his chin with his white palm, saying:

"Why, the food today is not cooked yet."

"What are you anxious about?"

Murong Qiu Shui lightly hit Li Guan on the shoulder with his fan, like hitting a firefly, casually and tightly.

Li Guanyi skillfully tapped his aunt on the shoulder and said to please her:

"Auntie, do you have any good snacks?"

Murong Qiushui blinked his eyes, looked at the silver-haired girl over there, and said with a smile: "Oh? I want some snacks, okay, I said that the famous General Tiance, Qin Wuhou who went to the palace with swords and shoes, would be so attentive.

.”

"I think it's not Li Nu'er who wants to eat it, but Xiao Yu'er wants to eat it?"

During the Chen Guo Grand Ceremony two years ago, Yaoguang judged the situation in advance.

The carriage was driven to take Murong Qiushui away in advance.

Murong Qiushui had a close relationship with Yao Guang, and he gave the silver-haired girl a nickname early on. Because her hair was as silver as snow and her eyes were clear, Murong Qiushui smiled and said: "Snow-stepping Li Nu'er, Chi Yuxiao"

If you practice flying, you will call him Xiao Yu'er.'

Li Guanyi's resistance failed.

Auntie, you can't use the cat's name for your nicknames.

was rejected.

Even Qin Wuhou, who had conquered the world and traveled all over the world, showed no dignity at all in front of the aunt who had raised him up.

On the contrary, Yaoguang seems to like this kind of name that has nothing to do with fateful responsibilities.

Murong Qiushui stretched out his hand, took the silver-haired girl into his arms, put his chin on Yao Guang's head, rubbed her silver hair intimately, and shook Yao Guang in his arms, so the silver-haired girl didn't know how to resist and just followed her.

Murong Qiushui also swayed together.

Murong Qiushui was amused by such a well-behaved appearance, and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, Xiao Yu'er, what do you want to eat? Tell your aunt, she will cook it for you today."

The silver-haired girl thought for a while and just said: "Steamed buns!"

Murong Qiushui laughed out loud and said: "Okay, okay, steamed buns are just steamed buns, but how do you want to eat them? There are jujube steamed buns stuffed with jujube paste, and there are also soft steamed buns that look like osmanthus cakes. The wind and water in Jiangnan are good.

, dim sum is better.”

“It looks good and tastes good.”

Yao Guang was pampered by Murong Qiu Shui.

Li Guanyi looked at this scene with a smile, took two steps back, then gently patted Old Siming's shoulder, and said: "Old man, come and see how the wine is today? Although the Murong family is famous for making swords, they have a good collection of them.

The wine is not as good as those from the aristocratic families, but there are still some good wines.”

"Let's have a chat today."

Old Siming nodded understandingly. Li Guanyi comforted Yao Guang's disappointed mood. After walking out with Siming, he took a jar of wine, went under the pavilion, and politely poured a bowl for Old Siming.

He asked: "Old man, who is the big..."

Li Guan paused at the sound of his voice and restrained his instinct.

Then he said: "Senior, is Yao Guang's father?"

Old Siming took a sip of wine, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Otherwise, I would say that you are smart. If your great-grandfather had such a bad temper, he would have picked up the sword early, and you would be the only one who has struggled in this world.

You know how to ask the elderly."

Old Siming told Yao Guang's past events one by one, then smacked his lips and said:

"Yao Guang is a kid who has a hard life. Don't blame the fisherman. That old boy grew up eating hundreds of meals. After his martial arts got better, people both feared him and complimented him. He is not good at getting along with others."

"When Xu was a beggar, he would just run away when something happened. Now he has fallen into this bad habit. He just doesn't want Yao Guang to go to the Western Regions. However, there is nothing in this world that can be ignored.

What was the solution?"
To be continued...