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In the sea of ​​clouds.

Xiao Chen's face was shrouded in smoke and looked a little unreal. Hearing Meng Qiuhan's words, he remained calm and said calmly, "I don't have a grandfather."

In his memory, there were only some very vague impressions of Wen Haishan, who appeared in the conversations between Wen Wanrong and Xiao Zhenbei, and only a few times.

Now that even Wen Wanrong has cut off ties with him, what relationship does Wen Haishan have with him?

"Aren't you the son of the King of Zhenbei?" Meng Qiuhan was surprised.

"It used to be, but not now." Xiao Chen said lightly.

Meng Qiuhan was stunned, and suddenly realized that the young man in white in front of her seemed to have a different experience, a memory that was not as pleasant as hers.

She was silent for a few breaths, then continued, "No matter what rift you have with your parents, you can still be with your grandfather..."

Xiao Chen interrupted: "Just because he's a big shot standing above the clouds? Just because he's famous and can possibly give me protection? I don't need it!"

He knew what Meng Qiuhan meant, but he was extremely disappointed with the Zhenbei Palace.

He didn't want to have anything to do with such a rotten family.

Meng Qiuhan's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she said nothing more.

It seems that the Zhenbei Palace hurt Xiao Chen so deeply that he was reluctant to even mention it.

Suddenly, she felt a sense of sympathy for Xiao Chen. She once had a happy family, parents and relatives who loved her, but it was cruelly destroyed.

Although Xiao Chen's relatives were all there, they were like strangers to him.

The two seem very different, but in fact they are equally tragic and pitiful.

The two fell into silence and flew at high speed.

"Look, the Immortal!"

"I really envy them for being able to ride on the sea of ​​clouds!"

As they passed over several villages, some villagers who were working hard in the fields raised their heads and looked at Xiao Chen and Meng Hanqiu, who were like two streams of light in the sea of ​​clouds, with eyes full of envy.

……

at the same time.

The entire Huangbei City was in a state of tension.

All the city's giants were waiting at the city gate, looking nervously at the distant sky.

Xiao Zhenbei and Wen Wanrong stood at the front of the crowd, both dressed in their best today.

Xiao Zhenbei was dressed in golden armor, shining with divine light, like a god of war.

Wen Wanrong wore a bright red phoenix dress with gold thread, looking elegant and graceful with an extraordinary temperament.

However, while they were waiting, they looked a little anxious and nervous, just like two mortals waiting for a great man to judge their fate.

This kind of expression appeared for the first time on the domineering Xiao Zhenbei.

Xiao Lingtian, who looked haggard and skinny, followed them, looking into the distance, with a glimmer of hope in his bloodshot eyes.

"Dad, Mom, why hasn't grandpa come yet?" Xiao Lingtian was impatient.

His Dantian was shattered and no one could save him. Wen Haishan was his only hope now, like a faint beam of light in the suffocating darkness.

He must hold on tightly, and only he can hold on tightly.

"Ling Tian, ​​don't worry, your grandpa..."

Wen Wanrong looked at her youngest son tenderly, and was about to comfort him, but her expression suddenly changed, and she turned to look at the sky.

Two bright streams of light streaked across the sky, like two burning galaxies falling down.

The sound of wind and thunder shook the sky.

An imposing pressure like that of an immortal instantly filled the heaven and earth.

The bodies of the giants in Huangbei City stiffened and their pupils shrank slightly.

Everyone knew that the great man had arrived.

But isn't such power a little too shocking?

A moment later.

Two golden lights fell to the ground.

A middle-aged man in white clothes with gray hair and an old man in black robes with deep eyes appeared in front of everyone.

The middle-aged man is in front and the old man is behind, like a master and a servant.

After appearing, the two of them had completely lost their aura and looked like two ordinary people.

The terrifying pressure that was like the arrival of an immortal receded, and everyone felt relieved.

The middle-aged man in white looked elegant, like a Confucian scholar. He glanced at everyone and finally landed on Wen Wanrong, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Wen Wanrong exchanged a glance with the middle-aged man in white, and her gaze fell on the old man in black robe with drooping eyebrows behind him. She looked at him with a little trepidation.

"Grandpa, are you my grandpa? I am your grandson Lingtian!" Xiao Lingtian pounced on the old man in black robe like a wolf seeing its prey.

The old man in black robe was stunned when he saw the young man in front of him with sunken eye sockets and a skinny face like a skeleton.

He instinctively dodged backwards, and Xiao Lingtian missed his catch and fell heavily to the ground. His gorgeous clothes were covered in dust, and he fell flat on his face.

"Grandpa, I am your grandson, why are you hiding?" Xiao Lingtian said with a resentful look on his face, spitting out a mouthful of sand.

The middle-aged man in white looked at the old man in black robe, who looked a little flustered. "Sorry, my lord, I didn't react for a moment."

The middle-aged man in white retracted his gaze, walked over to Xiao Lingtian, bent down, gently helped Xiao Lingtian up, and said with a smile: "You are Lingtian! I am your grandfather!"

Xiao Lingtian was stunned. This middle-aged man in white was his grandfather. How come he looked so young?

Wen Haishan is in his fifties this year. He has made great achievements in spiritual practice and has lived in seclusion for a long time, enjoying the nourishment of endless natural treasures. He looks very young, only in his early thirties. Only the mottled gray hair at his temples makes him look a little vicissitudes of life.

Looking at his grandson's withered hair and shrunken face, Wen Haishan frowned slightly. He reached out and touched Xiao Lingtian, a trace of anger suddenly appearing on his face: "Broken Dantian, what a vicious method, who did it?"

Before, he was the only one who communicated with Wen Wanrong. Wen Wanrong could not contact him. Therefore, he was not clear about many things. He only knew that his daughter had a husband and he had two grandchildren.

An overwhelming pressure suddenly swept across the void.

The wind was blowing.

The pupils of the giants in Huangbei City trembled violently, their legs softened, and they knelt directly on the ground, their knees sinking into the broken ground.

Xiao Lingtian's face also changed drastically. The golden armor on his body was broken into pieces, and fine cracks appeared on it. He struggled hard to avoid kneeling.

Everyone was horrified.

A hint of anger was as terrifying as a tsunami!

How powerful is Wen Haishan?

Wen Wanrong and Xiao Lingtian were not affected. It was obvious that Wen Haishan had controlled the pressure.

Seeing Xiao Zhenbei's face flushed red, veins popping out of his neck, and a look of extreme pain, Wen Wanrong's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly shouted to Wen Haishan: "Dad, stop it, Zhenbei can't take it anymore!"

A call of "Dad".

Like spring breeze and rain.

Wandering into Wen Haishan's heart.

His anger suddenly disappeared, and he looked up in surprise, his voice trembling slightly as he asked, "Xiao Rong'er, what did you call me?"

Xiao Rong'er is the nickname Wen Haishan gave to Wen Wanrong.

Although the father and daughter have not seen each other for many years, Wen Haishan often recites Wen Wanrong's name to himself in the dead of night.

"Nothing... nothing!" Wen Wanrong refused to shout anymore.

For so many years, Wen Haishan had ignored her and her mother. It would be a lie to say that she had no resentment. She was so anxious just now that she blurted out and called him "Dad".

A hint of disappointment flashed across Wen Haishan's eyes, but he didn't force it.

The pressure disappeared, and the giants of Huangbei City breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from the ground.

"Greetings, Lord Wen. I am the Lord of Huangbei City. On behalf of Huangbei City, I welcome you!"

"Greetings, Master Wen!"

"Give my regards to Lord Wen!"

The giants of Huangbei City who used to be so high and mighty were now like a group of docile cats, holding gift lists in their hands and bowing to greet Wen Haishan.

Wen Haishan glanced at the giants calmly and nodded slightly: "Thank you for your thoughtfulness!"

The old man in black robe behind him stepped forward to take the gift list and handed it to Wen Haishan. Wen Haishan didn't even look at it and let him put it away.

The giants looked at each other with unhappy expressions.

These gifts were obtained at great expense and were extremely valuable. They originally wanted to use the gifts to show off in front of Wen Haishan, a great figure in the outside world, and hopefully make friends with him. However, they did not expect that the other party would be so contemptuous of them.

But when they thought of each other's identities, they felt relieved.

The people from that place have such high standards, how could they be interested in the things they gave them.

"Where is my other grandson?" Wen Haishan glanced at the crowd and frowned.

He clearly has two grandsons, one named Xiao Lingtian and the other named Xiao Chen.

Why is there only one?