"I was drinking in the Dongjia and Brother Qiu, and when he received your news, I followed him to see old friends."

"The West has gone to war, some restless guys are waking up, domestic security, and the troublesome brother is helping."

"Well, where, to be honest, I envy you for having great strength to charge on the battlefield, and I can only stay in the country."He couldn't smile.

Yang Rui glanced at Han Yuxue on the side and smiled, "Brothers understand."The two of them looked at each other with laughter.

“Oh, who is this beautiful woman?”Yang Rui's mouth deliberately ridiculed.

“If you have a new man, forget the old man.”Ji Rusheng skimmed her mouth, as always, beautiful and moving, she actually ignored the eyes of the people, went forward to hold Yang Rui's arm, a kind of angular gesture, suddenly attracted everyone to laugh, Yang Rui was full of embarrassment.

"You don't see it for a while, your face is getting thicker and thicker."

"It's not learned from you, but your skin is getting thinner and thinner."He smiled and let go of his hand.

"Gentlemen, you can't stay more today, Jun Feng, Qiu brother, as the phone said before, it may be a little unbelievable, but the truth is, tomorrow the three children will come to pick you up and take you to the underworld, which is dangerous for you to consider yourself!"

"Don't worry, I've explained it at home, and now the strength of Magnolia has also grown, and the Mao family has Xiu Xiu and Qiao Ying four people to help, no problem."Mao Junfeng.

"I'm used to it alone, and now the Dong family has Han brother to help take care of it, there is no big problem, can't kill the king of heaven, the legend of the descendants of God, I would like to see."

Qiu Zhenghao is very powerful, so that Yang Rui feel incomparably jealous, in his view, can fight with the battle, perhaps only the boss.

This unobtrusive, even undisputed man, is the real pride of the younger generation.

“Jian Rui, here you come!”

A familiar voice sounded outside the door, Mao Shixuan rushed into the main hall in his coat, Yang Rui heard the words, and hurriedly smiled and greeted him, "Uncle Xuan, it is me!"

"You didn't come to see me for a long time, and you thought you forgot Uncle Xuan."Mao Shixuan pinched Yang Rui's shoulders and arms, looked at him carefully, since the golden World War I, years of time, the years left too many traces on him, the face is also a little old.

"Uncle Xuan, boy, everyone dares to forget, just dare not forget you, today, specially come to see you, but also in order to send a thing."In the speech, Yang Rui took out a thing, it was a psychic stone.

“Is that it?”He was a little curious.

"You stand firm, don't be intimidated, there is an old man who has always wanted to see you, but he has been busy doing some things, and he is afraid that you are worried, so he has not contacted you, and today he said that he wants to see you."

“Old man?Who?”Mao Shixuan looked curiously at Yang Rui, and the Mao family was like this, but the Mao Junfeng on the side suddenly seemed to run forward.

“Yang Rui, it is hard!”He thought of something.

Yang Rui smiled and nodded, "Yes, Grandpa Mao is still alive, he wants to see you, see his son, also see his grandchildren, and his daughter-in-law, and Mao's disciples."

“What!”

His eyes suddenly widened and his body trembled.

“Brother Yang, what do you say?”You mean Grandpa?Is he still alive?!" and Mao Yulan was equally shocked.

“Grandfather Mao?Big Brother Yang, you said Master?!" Li Dazu, bold and other old-qualified disciples were equally shocked.

The palms were slightly opened, the psychic stone slowly lifted up, suspended in the hall, between the thoughts, a flash of light, all the Mao family members were dead looking at the spirit stone that was surging with the light.

The tension, and the incomparable expectation, were trembling.

The guanghua surged, when a burst of golden light swept by, a faint figure slowly condensed on the psychic stone, more and more clear, more and more clear...

“Shi Xuan.”When a slightly old voice sounded in the hall, Mao Shixuan the whole person seemed to be frozen for a long time, "Wow!"He trembled and knelt on the ground.

“Uncle.”Yang Rui quickly caught him.

He stared at the old and thin figure on the psychic stone, his eyes, his red eyes, and his tears were finally dyke.

“Dad!”

“Dad!”

He was crying.

Over the years, he has been living in self-blame, and the death of Grandpa Mao has always been a disease of his heart.

“Grandfather!”

“The Master . . .”

Mao Yulan helped Mao Shixuan, crying with joy, and many Mao family disciples were also wiping tears, deterring the Mao family heroes of an era, the sad ending, and now they are alive again.

“The old man . . .”Mao Junfeng held his fist to death, he was laughing, but smiling, tears also came out of his eyes indisputable.

"My children, thank you."He smiled and smiled very calmly, he was a dead person, and now he can live to see the rise of the Mao family and see the children grow, which is the greatest relief of his life.

Yang Rui and the ancients quietly left.

The teary picture, he didn’t want to see.

He once wrote a legend and an era, Grandpa Mao, in his heart, only the old man can be taller.

“The child!”

Yang Rui was about to go away, and suddenly there was a slightly urgent voice behind him.

Looking back, she is your own mother.

“Mom, how did you get here!”Yang Rui was surprised.

"Citch noticed that you had come, so I let him follow my breath with me, my silly child, since you are here, why don't you go and see them?"

Yang Rui grunted and smiled, "Hey, Mom, the child is a little afraid, I am afraid that after I go down, I can't bear to go, don't tell them I have been here, don't tell Naiva and the four children, the child is about to return to the underworld, you take good care of them for me."

"I'm sorry, I haven't been able to filial piety for so many years, and now I don't even dare to see you."

“My stupid child.”Beautiful woman, eyes slightly red, "you and your big brother and three children, are the pride of mother, this war, must win, with Grandpa to come back, our family is complete!" 」

The tip of his nose was sour, and Yang Rui’s eyes could not hide the rush of tears.

"Don't worry, this war will not be lost!" said Yang Rui.

"Child, take this, this is your grandfather left to your mother, but in fact, it is left to you, I have always wanted to give it to you, but I am afraid you will not accept it!"Take it and protect yourself.”She held it in her hand, and a beautiful jade carved dragon was handed over to Yang Rui.

“Is that it?”Yang Rui looked at the Wen Yu in his hand, and he could clearly feel that there was a huge and familiar breath in Wen Yu.

"Your grandfather's fineness."

"When he died, he gave me this jade, although he did not say anything, but my mother knows that he is very sorry, his mother does not ask you to forgive him, but I hope, you do not exclude it."She closed her hand and patted it.

(End of this chapter)