"Bang--"

The golden dragon crutch in the grandma's hand slammed the back of Emperor Ye Tian's head, staring and shouting: "Did you bully Xiaoyue while Brother Shanhe and I are not there? You are so brave that you dare to bully my granddaughter. Don't think that you are the Emperor of Heaven and I don't dare to beat you."

If it weren't for being bullied by Emperor Ye Tian, ​​how could Xiaoyue say that?

Emperor Ye Tian was forced to get it.

From childhood to adulthood, my mother beat him when she said that when she was hitting him, regardless of the occasion, the boards she fell were really painful.

"Grandma, no." Chu Yue quickly explained.

"Xiaoyue, don't protect him. He, a father, must dare to treat you badly, let alone hell. Grandma takes him into the toilet and rebuild it." The lady stared at her.

Chu Yue: “…”

The old man looked solemn and serious, "Xiao Chu, tell my grandfather if you have anything to say, don't keep it in your heart. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Or have you suffered some grievances?"

Mrs. Mu said, "Just just now, your master Yun Jianzun bought a bunch of vegetables and went back to the royal city to stew the soup for you. I was thinking about waiting for you to make up for it after the war. Did you hurt your fist when you hit Shen Wengong and let your grandma see it."

"You have to prepare a protective boxing glove for Xiao Chuyue."

Mu Linfeng touched his chin, and his eyes rolled and he had an idea.

The eldest uncle Mu Jingyun and the second uncle Mu Chenhai surrounded Chu Yue, both looking up and down at the wounds and asking about their well-being.

A look of worry also emerged between the eyebrows of the two sisters Mu Qinghuang and Mu Fengming.

The whole family was so exaggerated that it made Zhou Dinghai, Shen Xueji and others so shocked that they could not speak.

Shen Wengong was directly killed by this guy with one punch.

This group of people actually only care about Ye Chuyue's fists?

It's simply crazy!

Ye Mohan's secret eyes were staring at the woman surrounded by her family with pampering and gratitude.

The sun is falling, and she is even brighter and more beautiful than the sunset.

The red and thin lips line curled up a warm curve, which was a beautiful smile, just like the melting of ice and snow, and the spring mountains were like smoke, which accommodated all the beauty and purity of the world.

She is good.

He is the best.

...

That night, Chu Yue took Xiao Li and his father's family and entered the Fengqing Palace where Ling Tian lived in the royal city.

As soon as I entered the luxurious palace, I could smell the scent of dishes coming from my nose.

"The soup is here, pearl jade white jade black chicken soup, the cloud font is the best in the world!"

The white-haired Yun Jianzun tied a cloth and put the last stewed soup on the table.

"Little Chu girl, I have heard about the matter in the temple. I have killed so many people, but I am tired. I quickly sit down and have a good rest."

While Yun Li felt sorry for his apprentice, he thought in his mind how to write the next letter to achieve unexpected results.

Chu Yue smiled at her kind family and integrated into this warm atmosphere.

Immediately, he looked around and couldn't see Ye Wuxie, and asked, "Where is brother?"

The lady replied: "After the Battle of Infinity Taiwan, it was elusive. It was probably stimulated by the crisis and war situation that day. One mindful mind should be practiced well. A man should think that this is the case. Only when he is strong can he have a place to stand. Xiao Chu, this soup tastes good. Come on, grandma will give it to you."

Emperor Ye Tian lowered his eyes.

Xiao Chu is now in the half-step Martial God Realm.

His father is still the realm of Emperor Wu.

In the battle between the emperors, he cut off his arm and injured his soul. He thought his wife and daughter were dead, and he had been wasting himself with fake ashes and had been wasting himself for nearly twenty years.

He was the youngest Martial Emperor back then. His father asserted that he had been a Martial God in ten years, and had broken ten stars in fifteen years, and could go abroad in twenty years to explore and contact the ways of the prehistoric sects and immortals.

However, I wasted a lot of time and stayed in the realm of Emperor Wu. When I was in danger, I regretted it.

Mu Qinghuang noticed her husband's thoughts and didn't say much, but just added a bowl of soup to him.

If she could find the last piece of soul fragment and restore to the strength of the martial god, Xiao Chu's backstage would be stronger.

She could understand her husband's mood, just as she was anxious about protecting her daughter at this moment.

Chu Yue glanced over her parents from the corner of her eyes, then moved away from the topic and said, "This son of Shen Xueji, the Holy Son of Qingqiu, was the one who was beaten by her brother half a year ago?"

"Qingqiu Holy Son Qing Yuanyuan, his martial arts talent is just as talented as his martial arts, but Qingqiu Luzhu Qingming is just such a son."

Mrs. Mu said, "There are three sons and one daughters under the knees of the front and the back. Unfortunately, since Shen Xueji became the saint, there have been accidents one after another, and they are dead and crazy."

"Can you have prestige in Qingqiu?" Chu Yue asked.

"The prestige is very high." Mu Fengming took a sip of wine and said, "Once I went to Qingqiu Continent to perform a mission, I realized that the warriors there have always been upsetting for the former saints and the latter. The former saints and the latter family have been loyal to Qingqiu for generations, and most of the Qingqiu Holy Queens also came from the Qin family. I couldn't resist Shen Xueji's ability and wanted to kill people one after another. However, the former saints and the latter family had a very high prestige, so they could not beheaded and exiled to the border of Qingqiu to suffer."

"Qin family..." Chu Yue thought about something.

Mu Jingyun said: "I went to the Qingqiu border to experience and dealt with the Qin family. They have been hiding their strength and resting their time, waiting for a day to make a comeback. They all want to rescue the former Saint and the Hou from the cold palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Chu Yue’s message, the blood butterfly was moved.

Chu Yue opened the blood butterfly, which was the news of the Martial Ancestor of the Temple of the Martial God:

"Qingqiu veteran Qin Shichang, who heard about Wuquantai, is willing to help the palace master with his own strength and hope that the five continents will be united and the imperial domain will be ruling."

Qin Shichang, the father of the former saint and descendants of Qingqiu.

The lady sighed: "I feel sorry for parents in the world. The old general Qin should have lived his life and enjoyed the joy of his children and grandchildren, but he was forced to exile on the border and was exhausted."

Mu Jingyun nodded: "When I met the old general Qin a few years ago, I was already so old that I was too old."

"Lingtian, Xuanhan, Huangquan, Qingqiu..."

Chu Yue whispered: "The five continents of the imperial realm are now only Biluo. However, among the four continents, Biluo Continent has the lowest comprehensive strength, but the medical skills are the most wise."

Ye Mohan, who had been silent for a long time, took out a brocade box and placed it on the table, "This is the Jiuyou Glazed Pill, which can restore disabled warriors to their health. Unfortunately, it is not permanent. At most, it will be restored to its original state in seven days. I will go to Qingqiu in person to meet the old general Qin, the landlord of Qingqiu and the holy queen Shen Xueji are both in the eternal land, and can fully rescue the former holy queen."

"Okay, I can only rest assured if you go there in person." Chu Yue nodded.

"Before Achu and Nan Yongning's wedding, I came back for my husband."
Chapter completed!