The system takes me to pretend

Su Hao can understand Su Liguo's current mood very well.

The daughter didn't come back for seven years, and the wife passed away suddenly. No one can bear this kind of thing.

But suddenly, someone told him that his daughter was back, but his wife hadn't passed away. The process from grief to joy was accompanied by tears.

"Grandpa, do you want me to take you to find aunt?" Su Mucheng asked the maid to step back, and stepped forward to support Su Liguo.

"No hurry." Su Liguo took a deep breath, looked at Su Hao, and hurriedly said, "Su Hao, you said your grandma is in a state of suspended animation, how can you make her recover?"

"I don't know what to explain to you about the whole process, but I can revive grandma right now."

"Great, what are you waiting for, go to the inner hall." Su Liguo was overjoyed, and waved his hand quickly.

If it wasn't for Su Mucheng supporting him, he would have staggered and fell to the ground, a big somersault.

"Okay." Su Hao nodded without saying much, and immediately walked to the inner hall with Su Liguo and others.

Along the way, through some inquiries, Su Liguo roughly knew what happened to the Su family while he was in a coma.

Among them were the restoration of Su Hao's identity in the genealogy and the fact that Ding Lei and others were kicked out of the Su family.

"Su Hao, it's been hard for you these days, grandpa is sorry for you."

"Grandpa, don't blame yourself. If it wasn't for that incident back then, I wouldn't be able to make it to the ancient martial arts. How can I know that it's not a blessing?" Su Hao waved his hand and said with a faint smile.

Suffering, although it brought him pain, but also tempered his will, not necessarily all bad things.

Su Liguo smiled gratifiedly: "You have grown up, and the Su family has another real dragon, and we will have to rely on you young people to support us in the future."

"Don't worry, father, it won't be long before the Su family will stand on the top of Jinling, looking down on all living beings." Beside, Su Hanbo smiled confidently.

This confidence is not his own, but given to him by Su Hao.

It should be said that anyone who knows Su Hao's true identity will definitely have the same confidence as him.

Seeing Su Hanbo's high spirits, Su Liguo was quite surprised.

In his impression, it had been a long time since his son had such confidence and drive.

Surprised, Su Liguo seemed to notice something again, and turned his head to look at a woman next to Su Hao.

This woman is definitely a first-class beauty. He has experienced so many years and has seen many ladies from all over the world, but no one can compare to this woman.

The more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed, as if he remembered something, Su Liguo slapped his head, and suddenly realized: "You are the little girl from the Xu family, you seem to be called Xu Qinghong, right?"

"Yes." Xu Qinghong smiled politely, and introduced himself: "Grandpa, I am now Su Hao's fiancée, which is your future granddaughter-in-law."

Su Liguo was quite surprised.

When did my grandson find the daughter of the Xu family as his fiancée?
"Grandpa, don't listen to her nonsense, what fiancée and granddaughter-in-law are all talking to herself, and she hasn't been recognized by everyone yet!" Su Mucheng snorted coldly, her eyes full of hostility towards Xu Qinghong.

Su Liguo was taken aback.

Looking at Su Mucheng's jealous face, he seemed to understand something.

Su Mucheng has always been by Su Hao's side since she was a child, and during school she was forced by the teacher to arrange her to sit at the same table with Su Hao, otherwise the teacher would have to leave.

She not only has brother-sister affection for Su Hao, but also the love that sprouted when she was a girl.

Especially after knowing that she and Su Hao are not related by blood, Su Mucheng has already determined Su Hao as the other half, and will regard Su Hao as the party for the rest of her life.

During this period, he had talked with Su Mucheng many times, asking him to treat Su Hao as a good brother and not to reveal other thoughts too much.

It's a pity that this mushroom is so stubborn that if it finds someone, it will not let go, and it will never listen to anyone's advice.

Over time, he also gave up.

Anyway, Su Mucheng and Su Hao are not related by blood. If they are really together, it is not a violation of ethics and moral principles. Life is only a few dozen years, so it is good to be happy.

"Mucheng, then you have to hold on to Su Hao, Miss Xu is so outstanding, if you relax, you will miss the opportunity."

Su Hao who was next to him almost staggered and fell to the ground when he heard Su Liguo's words.

My lord, the chaos is already enough, you still want to add fuel to the fire, isn't this trying to play my rhythm to death?

Su Mucheng put her hips on her hips, not to be outdone: "Hmph, she's so good, she's not as strong as me, isn't it just that her breasts are a little bigger? I'll get breast enlargement later on!"

Su Hao: "."

Su Hanbo: "."

Su Liguo: "."

Walking along the way, several people soon came to the inner hall.

It was almost evening at this time, and many people had gone to eat, so there were not many people in the inner hall.

Su Liguo walked out first, and came to Bai Susu's mourning hall, looking at Bai Susu lying in the crystal coffin, feeling distressed for a while.

That bloodless face, cold hands and feet, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a dead person.

"Su Hao, you said earlier that you could revive your grandma, what should you do?"

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'll do it right away." Su Hao stepped forward, urged the dead wood to rejoice in spring, manipulated the power of wood, turned it into a bridge, captured the vast natural power between heaven and earth, and turned it into a road in the void blue silk.

As soon as these black hairs appeared, they swept across the entire inner hall with a strong vitality.

In an instant, the entire inner hall was swayed by an inexhaustible force of vitality, but all wooden objects trembled.

On a wooden floor, green grass keeps gushing out
In the wooden wall, green flowers are beginning to grow.
In an instant, the originally dignified inner hall was directly covered by nature, and standing inside seemed to stand on top of nature.

Looking around, there are beautiful flowers, as if in a greenhouse.

1 minute passed quietly, and with countless natural forces transforming into white hair crazily pouring into Bai Susu's body, her tightly closed eyes finally opened slowly.

"You are. Su Hao?!" Bai Susu got up, and unconsciously glanced around, her gaze fell on Su Hao.

There was a hint of disbelief in her tone, as if she had great doubts about Su Hao appearing beside her.

"Grandma, it's me." Su Hao withdrew his wood strength, his voice trembling.

Perhaps for Bai Susu, he just left the Su family for a few months, and did not disappear for a long time.

But for Su Hao, who has resurrected his life, seeing Bai Susu again today means that it has been more than ten years.

The kind of emotion that is remembered deep in the soul suddenly rushes to my heart, which can really shake the soul.

"Really?" Bai Susu touched Su Hao's face, and found that it was hot, she couldn't help crying: "You, you went back to Su's house?"

"Yes, grandma, my brother has resumed his status as a member of the Su family." Su Mucheng helped Bai Susu out of the crystal coffin, and said with a slight smile.

"That's great!" A trace of excitement flashed across Bai Susu's eyes, sweeping past Su Hanbo and looking at Su Liguo.

"Old man, why are you crying?"

"Why am I crying? Recently, my eyes are not very good. They are always dry and easy to cry." Su Liguo wanted to save face and choked up.

"Tell me about you, why do you pretend to be dead and lie to me, so that I want to die with you."

"I'm not dead yet, look at you, you're still like a child at such an age, really." Bai Susu disliked Su Liguo, but her eyes were red.

Su Liguo sniffled: "Why are you pretending to be dead?"

"I miss Ruojiao." Bai Susu lowered her head, her voice was very low.

"She hasn't been back for seven years, and I'm getting older now, and I don't know if I'll ever see her again, so I just..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but everyone understood the reason.

Obviously, Bai Susu wanted to lure his daughter Su Ruojiao to show up by feigning death.

Poor parents in the world!

In order to see her daughter, Bai Susu can only use this method, it has to be said that it is distressing.

"In the future, if you use this extreme method, you must tell me, do you know how sad I was when I heard the news of your death?" Su Liguo reprimanded, holding back tears.

Like a child who did something wrong, Bai Susu said nonuo: "I'm sorry, old man, I was afraid that if I let you know it would reveal my secrets, so I didn't tell you."

"Forget it, I forgive you this time." Su Liguo wiped away his tears.

"As you wish, now that Ruojiao is back, she's in the Shanshui Pavilion in the inner courtyard."

"Really?!" Bai Susu's figure trembled, her hands and feet were trembling.

Su Liguo knew that it was caused by being too excited.

"Grandma, grandpa didn't lie. When I heard the news of your death, my aunt took the initiative to contact me and my brother, and returned to the Su family with us." Su Mucheng said with a smile.

"Hurry up and take me to Ruojiao!" After being confirmed, Bai Susu couldn't stand anymore, she pulled Su Mucheng and walked out.

"Old lady, slow down!" Su Liguo was full of concern, and hurriedly stepped forward, took Bai Susu's hand, and followed him to the Shanshui Pavilion in the inner courtyard.

Looking at the backs of the two old men, Su Hao smiled knowingly.

"Let's go take a look too."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and followed closely behind with Su Hanbo and Xu Qinghong.

At the same time, Huaxia Yanjing, Ye Family.

In the huge master's room, stood a majestic man.

This person is Ye Nantian, the patriarch of the Ye family.

He half-closed his eyes, and his whole body was filled with a monstrous coldness, which made the whole room look extremely oppressive.

"What happened to the results of my investigation?"

The voice fell, and a man in a windbreaker walked out of the void, his face was blurred, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

It can only be seen from the fluctuation of his warrior that this is a master with extreme cultivation.

"Patriarch, the person who killed Young Master Ye was Su Hao, the abandoned son of the Su family. According to investigations, his cultivation level has already entered the extreme realm of celestial master."

"Su Hao?" Ye Nantian narrowed his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Is this person the same as Su Hao, the suzerain of the Haoyue Sect?"

The man in the windbreaker replied: "The appearance and strength are very different, and the probability of being the same person is extremely low."

"Let the entire assassination team dispatch to eradicate the bastard who killed my son." Ye Nantian gritted his teeth, his eyes full of sternness.

The figure in the windbreaker froze.

The assassination team is a group of super killers carefully cultivated by the Ye family. The members come from various countries, including warriors, people with supernatural powers, and body practitioners, with different means.

Even though there are only a few dozen or so people, the weakest people can assassinate the Transformation Realm Grandmaster, and the top few can assassinate the Celestial Master, which is the top three powerful trump cards of the Ye family.

Generally speaking, the assassination team would never have come forward if there hadn't been a big incident in the Ye family.

Unexpectedly, Ye Nantian would send an assassination team because of Ye Tianxing's death.

It seems that he is determined to kill Su Hao.

"Except for Su Hao, I want the entire Su family to be buried with me, understand?" Ye Nantian was full of hatred, and strong flames of anger burst out of his eyes.

"understand!"

The man in the windbreaker nodded, and his figure quietly stayed where he was.

Night, gradually shrouded.

But in the moonlight, it is full of murderous intent.