Slaying God: Mingjie Agent, starting with Emperor Armor

Jiang's father stood there, tears streaming down his face.

He looked down at his legs, took his first step, his left leg landing first, followed by his right leg, and his body swayed uncontrollably.

One step, two steps, three steps.

He was like a toddler learning to walk, relearning the instincts he was born with but had long forgotten.

The distance from the bedside to the door is only five or six meters.

Jiang's father, however, passed away as if it were an eternity.

Finally, he gripped the cold metal doorknob with trembling hands, twisted it hard, and with a click, the lock popped open.

The warm light in the living room shone on him.

"Eat more, eat more."

"Xiao Er, we are so grateful for your care all these years..."

Jiang's mother's voice stopped abruptly.

The conversation stopped abruptly, and everyone turned to look at the door, assuming that Jiang's father had something to say.

Jiang's father stood there alone.

There are no wheelchairs available.

He stood there, his body swaying slightly, like an old tree standing tall in the wind, with tear stains still on his face, yet a pure smile on his lips.

There was a hint of eagerness to share and a desire to show off hidden in his smile.

Jiang's mother was stunned.

The chopsticks in her hand were still suspended in mid-air, her mouth was slightly open, and the expression on her face changed from doubt to shock, and then to utter disbelief.

Time seemed to stand still.

Jiang's mother let out an extremely faint sound, as if she were talking in her sleep.

"Old...Old Jiang?"

She didn't move, afraid that if she did, the scene before her would shatter like a bubble.

Jiang's father's smile deepened.

He responded with a strong, resonant voice, his excitement barely contained: "Sigh!"

Jiang's mother dropped the chopsticks from her hand to the ground.

Her eyes quickly reddened, and a layer of glistening moisture instantly clouded her vision as she cautiously walked towards Jiang's father.

Jiang's mother walked up to Jiang's father and grasped his hand, which was trembling slightly with excitement. "You... can walk now?"

Jiang's father nodded vigorously.

Jiang's mother's tears finally burst forth. He didn't cry out loud, but just smiled, though tears kept flowing.

Those were tears of joy after hardship.

Looking at her father's tall figure, Jiang Er turned to exchange a glance with An Qingyu, tears welling in her eyes: "Th...thank you."

An Qingyu grasped her hand in return, without saying a word.

Jiang Er wiped away her tears, smiled, and stepped forward to gently support her parents' shoulders: "Alright, even if it's a great piece of news, we have to eat first."

She helped the two elderly people, who were embracing and weeping, step by step to the dining table to sit down.

This meal was eaten very slowly.

Similarly, I enjoyed the meal very much.

After dinner.

Jiang's mother originally planned to clean up herself, but Baili Pangpang, Shen Qingzhu, and Cao Yuan took over the job.

"Mom, Dad's all better now. Why don't you take him to the beach for a walk?"

The two elderly people looked at each other, said nothing, but understood everything.

So what are you waiting for?

The young couple needs their own space.

The elderly couple just don't want it anymore?

Jiang's mother helped Jiang's father, who was learning to walk unsteadily, and the two slowly walked out of the house and headed towards Erhai Lake.

Su Chen stretched and glanced at Lin Qiye.

The latter immediately understood.

"Let's go out for a walk, you guys chat."

An Qingyu and Jiang Er exchanged a glance.

After washing the dishes and tidying up, Baili Pangpang and the other two disappeared in a flash, leaving only the two of them at home.

The sunlight shone on the two of them.

An Qingyu somehow produced some medicinal herbs, sat down at the coffee table and began grinding and powdering them, even using some unknown forbidden energy.

Jiang Er asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Get some beauty and skincare cosmetics for Auntie; they should be much better than what's available on the market."

Jiang Er rested her chin on her hand and watched quietly: "I want to try it too."

An Qingyu looked up at Jiang Er and gently stroked the bridge of Jiang Er's high nose: "There's no need to do things that are just icing on the cake."

Jiang Er didn't immediately understand what it meant.

When she realized what had happened, her pretty face flushed red again. She buried her face in her hands and murmured softly, "Did you learn that from Fatty?"

"No, from the bottom of my heart."

Jiang Er remained silent, only blushing.

An Qingyu continued with what she was doing.

I do not know how long it has been.

As Jiang Er basked in the sun, a wave of sleepiness washed over her, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep leaning against An Qingyu's back.

An Qingyu looked at Jiang Er's sleeping face, affectionately brushed the messy strands of hair aside, then adjusted her posture, stopped what she was doing, and just quietly watched her.

………………

Ten thousand meters above Erhai Lake.

Su Chen and Lin Qiye stood on the clouds, quietly looking at the calm sea below.

"We've already spoken to Commander Zuo. The night watchmen around Erhai Lake will cooperate with us tonight to open up the no-holds-barred airspace and isolate the surrounding houses."

"Then it's fine, let's wait until tonight."

Su Chen calmly stretched out his hand, his fingertip pointing out a golden light that instantly sealed off the surrounding space, leaving only a seemingly flawed opening.

"Will this really attract Migo?"

Lin Qiye was very suspicious.

It's so obvious, would Gate Key fall for it?

"He who wishes will take the bait."

Su Chen simply replied with a curt statement.

The fastest way for the Gate Key to revive quickly is to sacrifice Migo.

Anqing fish in Erhai Lake.

If Migo comes, he can only come through the dog hole reserved under Su Chen's spatial blockade.

At that time, only the Fifth Special Squad will be waiting for Migo.

"Shouldn't we tell An Qingyu and Jiang Er?"

After all, this involves An Qingyu. Wouldn't it be better to keep it from the person in question and be mentally prepared?

Don't be like he used to be.

Su Chen seemed to have noticed Lin Qiye's worry. He looked Lin Qiye up and down and said meaningfully, "Qingyu has a stronger mental fortitude than you. Besides, he probably guessed something. Don't worry."

Lin Qiye was silent.

Lin Qiye thought.

Lin Qiye retorted.

"My mental fortitude isn't weak either, okay!"

Although he was admitted to a mental hospital twice and diagnosed with mental illness twice, his mental resilience is really not weak!

"understood."

"Go have fun!"

Lin Qiye: ...

"Notify Brother Zhai, Cao Yuan, and Fatty to get ready; it should be tonight."

When I went to the capital.

Migo couldn't wait to come out and look for Anqingyu.

This time.

Su Chen didn't believe the other party would miss such an obvious opportunity.