I was reborn as the Early-Dead Demon Lord! I was imprisoned and spoiled by the Black Immortal Lord

"Yiyi, my grandpa is here."

As soon as Lin Hai approached the Demonic Illusion Sect, Lin Yuan sensed his presence.

Gu Yi stared blankly out the window. Was he going to meet his parents so soon?

Gu Yi didn't expect that Lin Hai would come to pick them up in person.

For some reason, even though Gu Yi had made up her mind to leave, she was still a little nervous when she heard that she was going to meet Lin Hai.

Lin Yuan's parents passed away early, and apart from Lin Ning, Lin Hai is his only relative.

"Yiyi? What are you thinking about? Are you angry?" Lin Yuan looked at him without saying a word and thought he was unhappy.

Gu Yi: "I'm fine, I just entered the static brain management mode..."

Lin Yuan: “???” Yiyi started saying something he couldn’t understand again.

At this moment, Lin Ning rushed in breathlessly, looking at the two people clinging to each other: "It's already this late, and you're still clinging to each other. Grandpa is here, waiting at the door. Xiao Yuan, you can't have missed it, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Hai's roar spread throughout the sect under the impetus of spiritual power.

Gu Yi frowned and covered his ears. Why is it so loud...

Lin Yuan curled his lips awkwardly: "My grandfather is a very kind person, he's not usually like this..."

"Oh..." Gu Yi rolled his eyes. Don't I know what kind of person your grandfather is?

He is a very stubborn, traditional and unyielding old man.

"Alright, both of you... follow me to the door! We'll be worried if Grandpa can't see us soon!"

Lin Ning's eyes were almost twitching as she was fed a bowl of food for no apparent reason.

"Let's go..." Gu Yi stood up lazily, with a twitch of his mouth.

I should have known better... I'm afraid it's not appropriate to meet my parents like this...

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"Hahaha... Sect Master Lin... Why don't we go inside and talk? Our leader is waiting for you inside!" Shen Ye kept trying to smooth things over.

It's impossible for him to face this old man alone!

He must kick this stinky and hard stone back to He Yan!

Why was it He Yan who committed murder and arson, and he was the one smiling here...

Jiang Lingzhou, who was watching the excitement, suddenly changed his expression: "Why is he here too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Hu's figure appeared at the sect gate.

After Jiang Hu landed, he looked around and immediately spotted his son among the disciples, who was dressed like a peacock spreading its feathers.

Why are people still dressed so ostentatiously when they are trapped in the Demonic Illusion Sect...

Jiang Hu frowned and looked away with some disgust: "Where are the disciples of Taichu Sect?"

Shen Ye: "Master Jiang, don't worry, they are all fine. The two masters, please go in and talk!"

He thought to himself: Why is there another one? He remembered that he had only released three kites at the beginning. There wouldn't be anyone else soon, right?

The sect's barrier is opened.

Xiao Cheng came to Lin Hai immediately, and while persuading him not to be angry, he told him what happened in the Demonic Sect.

When Jiang Lingzhou saw that the barrier was opened, he did not go looking for Jiang Hu, but instead stayed by Xie Wenyun's side.

Jiang Hu didn't come over either, and the two of them just stared at each other, neither of them wanting to speak first.

Xie Wenyun looked at the two of them and sighed slightly.

The Tianmu Sect and the Taichu Sect are on good terms, so naturally he knows them in the martial arts world, so it would be unreasonable for him not to say hello.

He came before Jiang Hu, bowed slightly, and said neither servilely nor arrogantly: "Master Jiang."

When Jiang Hu saw Xie Wenyun, he knew that he was a disciple of Wen Daochen. He had been very outstanding since childhood and was many times more promising than his own "jeweled" son.

His expression softened slightly: "Thank you, nephew. There are no outsiders here, so you don't have to be polite!"

Jiang Lingzhou followed Xie Wenyun over and muttered reluctantly, "What are you doing here..."

Jiang Hu frowned and said, "Look at what you're wearing. You look unkempt and have no manners!"

Jiang Lingzhou looked down at his clothes. He had put them on specially to meet Xie Wenyun.

I've taken out all the good stuff from the bottom of my box. Why don't you take care of yourself anymore?

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, but ultimately did not continue to argue.

Jiang Hu and Xie Wenyun were walking and chatting, having a great time. Jiang Lingzhou was left behind them alone, looking at Xie Wenyun and Jiang Hu in front of him. For some reason, he suddenly felt a feeling he had never had before.

If that is the case, and Wen Yun is willing to go back to live with him in Taichu Sect, then wouldn’t Jianghu also be his father?

Judging from Jiang Hu’s appearance, he seems to like Wen Yun very much.

Wen Yun has a good personality, good looks, and is good in every aspect!

Since he was a child, the underworld has always been talking about having a son like this. Now isn’t Wen Yun a ready-made one?

"Xie, my nephew, have you ever thought about marriage?" Jiang Hu asked casually.

Xie Wenyun is indeed the type of son-in-law he likes, mature, steady, and gentle.

It’s a pity that Ling Huan is still young.

However, those who practice Taoism have long lifespans and can maintain their appearance, so a difference of a dozen years is not considered bad.

If the marriage can be arranged, it will be a good destination for Ling Huan when he grows up.

Besides, the two sects were already on good terms, so he felt very relieved to let Ling Huan marry into the Tianmu Sect.

He knew that Jiang Lingzhou liked Ye Yiyi, and he had helped Jiang Lingzhou propose marriage. However, Ye Yiyi was already engaged, and she had no such interest in his son.

A forced melon is not sweet, so the marriage was called off.

"No... I've never thought about it..." Xie Wenyun's face froze and he subconsciously glanced at Jiang Lingzhou.

"My little girl Ling Huan..."

Before Jiang Hu could finish, Jiang Lingzhou suddenly jumped out and stood between the two of them: "No!"

Jiang Hu actually wants Ling Huan to marry Xie Wenyun (o ? o||)!

"I'm talking to Junior-Martial-Nephew Xie, how can you interrupt?" Jiang Hu scolded, then looked at Xie Wenyun: "Junior-Martial-Nephew Xie, don't mind..."

Xie Wenyun smiled awkwardly: "Master Jiang, I think... your daughter is still young. I'm afraid we are not suitable."

"Yes, yes, Wen Yun and Ling Huan are not suitable!" Only I am suitable!

Jiang Lingzhou nodded frantically.

"But I think it's a perfect match!" Jiang Hu said with a smile, "You're a good kid, I know. Ling Huan is still young, so we can cultivate our relationship from a young age."

"Master Jiang, I think that marriage is a serious matter and we need to hear Ling Huan's own opinion on this matter. She is still young and doesn't know anything, so it's not a good idea to help her get married rashly. If she grows up and meets a man she likes more in the future, wouldn't it be me who has delayed her?" Xie Wenyun said seriously.

"Right, right, right! This can't be a joke!" Jiang Lingzhou certainly didn't want his Wen Yun to marry his sister. That would be a mess.

But he couldn't say anything for the moment and could only go along with what he said.

"What are you right about? Why are you everywhere?"

Jiang Hu glared at Jiang Lingzhou. He couldn't vent his anger on his "future son-in-law", so he could only vent his anger on his son.

Xie Wenyun: ...

Jiang Lingzhou: "No, I don't agree to this marriage!"