The sword cultivator ascended to the modern age

Zhai Shuqin turned on the TV beside him with quick eyes and hands. Tang Youqi gently pushed him, "Dad, it's the TV. I accidentally touched the remote control just now."

Zhai Shuqin grabbed her hand, put it to his mouth and kissed her upwards.

Tang Xingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and gave her a few more words before hanging up the phone with confidence.

Almost as soon as the phone was hung up, Tang Youqi was picked up and frightened. She quickly hugged someone's neck and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhai Shuqin smiled ambiguously, "Sister, didn't you say you were going to take a bath and go to bed? I will take you to take a bath right now."

"Disgusting~" She gently beat someone's strong chest and let him carry her to the bathroom, where a new round of war was triggered again.

As soon as Tang Xingfeng hung up the phone, Tang Youli couldn't wait to ask: "Dad, where is Ling Yun?!"

Tang Xingfeng's voice returned to its original hardness, "It's upstairs. I live in the room opposite you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Youli ran upstairs. Listening to the footsteps on the stairs, there was nothing Tang Xingfeng didn't understand. Thinking of Ling Yun's beautiful fairy-like appearance, his son might not have been there for a long time. I like that girl.

He smiled and shook his head, "This kid..."

In the room upstairs, Ling Yun stared at the things in her hands with a sullen face for a long time. When she first arrived at Tang's house this afternoon, she faintly noticed a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy in this room.

Sure enough, she found this thing in a dusty box, something she also once owned - a red rope.

Ling Yun looked at the room again. From the furnishings to the dusty atmosphere, everything told her that the owner of this room was Tang Xingman.

This was also the reason why she insisted on coming to the Tang family. Thinking of the Tang Xingran she saw in the Land of Heaven's Punishment on the day the seal on Tang Jinchao was broken, and the layer of blood she saw on Tang Jinchao, Ling Yun raised her lips slightly and said, It's getting more interesting.

In fact, she was just trying her luck that day. Mortals who dare to defy heaven are no better than others. Heaven will not punish them too much. The most serious thing is to make their souls fly away.

What she really didn't expect was that Tang Xingran could be tied to the Tianzhu and endure the suffering. This only meant that her mistakes were far more than just defying nature.

"Knock knock knock..." A knock on the door sounded at the right time. Ling Yun hesitated for a moment, then got up and opened the door.

Tang Youli stood at the door with a concave posture that he thought was chic, and smiled crookedly at Ling Yun, with a bit of an evil smile, "Hello, Ling Yun, I am Tang Youli."

Ling Yun's eyes were still emotionless, but not as cold as before, "What's the matter?"

Looking at the watery little fairy in front of him, Tang Youli suppressed the throbbing in his heart. He had long since lost his evil look, and instead smiled like a silly boy, "Hey, it's okay, I just came to ask you. Are you still used to living in the Tang family?"

What answered him was the door closing with a bang. Shen Yi stood behind him and applauded gloatingly at some point, "Well done!"

When Tang Youli heard this, he turned around and looked him up and down, with an attitude that was nothing more than that, "Are you Shen Yi?"

Shen Yi glanced at the closed door and warned in a deep voice, "Stay away from my fiancée!"

"Fiancée? Is it too early to talk?" Tang Youli glanced at Shen Yi's finger as if unintentionally. There was a ring there, but he just noticed that Ling Yun's hand was empty.

Shen Yi wanted to say something more, but a coughing sound came out. A middle-aged man wearing glasses who looked polite at first glance walked slowly from the other end of the corridor. Shen Yi was alert again. Could it be again? He must be coveting their Ling Yun.

Shen Yi said with an unkind expression, "Which one are you?"

Tang Youli on the side calmed down the tense situation and said, "Third uncle..."

Tang Xingjun nodded slightly, then took out a red envelope with a smile and handed it to Shen Yi, "Is this a small matter? I am your third uncle."

Shen Yi did not accept the red envelope, but folded his arms and said in a somewhat arrogant tone, "Third uncle? How do I remember that my mother told me that my grandmother only gave birth to two sons, the eldest uncle and the second uncle?"

The smile on Tang Xingjun's face suddenly stiffened. He continued to stuff the red envelope into Shen Yi's arms, with a touch of gloom hidden in his words, "Xiao Yi, although I am not her biological child, she treats me like her own child. To me, she She is my biological mother!"

"Tang Xingjun, you fart!" A roar suddenly echoed throughout the corridor.

"Dad!" Tang Youli was startled. When did his father come up? This is trouble. He subconsciously looked to his side and happened to see Shen Yi sticking out his tongue at him before closing the door.

Tang Xingfeng rushed to Tang Xingjun angrily, his face turned red, "My mother doesn't have a son like you!"

"What kind of son am I?!" Tang Xingjun's words were unabashedly sarcastic and sarcastic, "Are you a good son? When our mother left, where were you and Tang Laoer?!"

Tang Youli knew that he couldn't listen to the next words, so he quickly stepped into the room.

The moment the door to his room closed, Tang Xingjun's words were like a sharp sword, piercing towards Tang Xingfeng, "One of you only knows how to have fun, and the other only knows how to be a good big brother. Has anyone come back to see mom off for the last time?! "

"Dong dong dong" Mr. Tang hit the ground violently with his cane, "Both of you, come here!"

The farce finally came to an end. In the silence of the night, Shen Yi lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Last night, he still had the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms. He had gone from luxury to frugality and could not fall asleep for a while.

The little chicken was sleeping not far from him. He knew his master's thoughts well, and in order to have a good sleep, he decided to help his master solve his problems.

"Chi Chi Chi"

"Don't make trouble..." Shen Yi turned over again, facing away from the little chicken.

"Chi Chi Chi"

Shen Yi sat up suddenly and looked at Little Chicken with surprise on his face, "Really, can you really help me?"

"Chi Chi Chi"

"I promise not to tell." Shen Yi patted his chest and promised.

After getting the master's promise, the little chicken jumped off the chair and motioned for his master to follow.

One person and one chicken sneaked up to the door of Lingyun's room. "Chichichichi" the little chicken asked Shen Yi to hold it up and point it at the door handle. After a burst of flames, the door lock "clicked" and Shen Yi Press the door handle and push it gently, and the door will be opened.

Shen Yi's eyes lit up. As soon as he opened the door, the door was filled with silver light. Hundreds of long swords were pointed at him. The first one was his familiar sword.

Shen Yi smiled and backed away reluctantly: "Hua Guang, you're not asleep yet."

"Bang!" The door was closed again without mercy. Shen Yi failed to steal the fragrance, and even failed to meet Ling Yun's face. He turned around in frustration. When he saw the door quietly opened on the opposite side, his whole body was filled with excitement. Full of fighting spirit, "What are you looking at!"

Tang Youli sneered, "Hey, Shen Yi, let's wait and see!"