Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

The group returned to the mansion.

Qinglin, the two little ones, Ziyan, Dujiao, and Skyfire Reverend were already standing in front of the door waiting.

Naturally, the group started another conversation.

During this process, Wei Yang's two children, who had not seen Wei Yang for nearly a year, already felt a little strange about their father.

This is not surprising. For a child, being separated for nearly a year is a very long time.

Only with Qinglin's encouragement did they timidly call out "Daddy" in a low voice, but they hugged Qinglin's thighs tightly, glanced at him with their black eyes, and were afraid to come forward.

Seeing this, Wei Yang couldn't help but feel a little funny and a little sad and guilty.

He squatted down with a gentle expression, pulled the two little guys over, held them in his arms, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I am your father, don't you remember your father?"

The two little guys lay in their father's arms. Perhaps it was the blood connection, or perhaps it was the familiar scent that made them feel at ease and also evoked some of their memories.

So, they blinked their eyes, and their expressions changed from timidity and a little resistance to acceptance and curiosity.

The two cute little guys looked up at Wei Yang's face. The elder brother Wei Ye asked in a low voice: "Daddy, why did you leave us for so long?"

"Dad, don't you want us anymore?" Sister Wei Shuo asked cautiously.

Wei Yang looked down at the two little guys. Hearing this, his eyes became softer and he said, "Nonsense, Daddy is just going to practice in seclusion. How could he not want you?"

"Really? I knew that Daddy wouldn't abandon us." The two little guys shouted in surprise.

Then, their eyes turned red and they started crying loudly in grievance.

Wei Yang felt somewhat amused, but his nose also felt a little sour. He coaxed them softly and wiped away their tears and snot.

He immediately picked them up and strode into the mansion, saying, "I need to comfort the children. We can talk tomorrow if there is anything else."

"Haha~"

Xiao Yan and Reverend Skyfire couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Immediately, he followed him into the mansion.

At the back, the bronze gate slowly closed.

the next day.

On the garden grass.

There was a soft blanket of unknown animal skin and several desks.

Everyone sat casually on the floor around the table, drinking tea.

The sun shines down on the body, feeling warm and making people feel lazy.

Not far away, Zi Yan was playing with her two little ones.

Xiong Zhan and Du Jiao were lying on the grass, acting as "horses".

Everyone sipped their tea, looked at each other with smiles on their faces and chatted casually.

"It would be nice if we could live like this forever." Venerable Tianhuo stroked his beard and said with a smile.

He looked at the two little guys, his eyes full of kindness and love, and his tone was somewhat emotional.

Today, after taking the Fuling Qingdan, the Skyfire Venerable's strength has recovered to the peak of three stars.

Although it has not recovered to its peak state, it is still pretty good.

At least, Venerable Skyfire himself felt very satisfied.

At his age, he had experienced death and had been trapped in the magma underground without seeing the sun for hundreds of years. He watched his soul weaken day by day, waiting for death to come.

If he had not met Xiao Yan by chance, perhaps within a few years, he would have been completely horrified and died quietly.

What else could he be dissatisfied with now?

After going through all this, he has become more open-minded about many things.

I have a very good attitude. I don't have anything to pursue in the future. I just want to retire peacefully.

Skyfire Venerable looked at Wei Yang and Xiao Yan, then looked at Xian'er, and sighed: "I have received the kindness of you three young people. I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I can only remember this kindness in my heart."

He is now alone, and his strength is only that of a three-star peak Dou Zun. Even if he wants to repay, he doesn't know how to do it.

Wei Yang and the other two are already Dou Zun at a young age, and their strength will only grow stronger in the future. Perhaps in a few years, they will reach a level that he needs to look up to.

Therefore, he could only keep this favor in his heart.

So, Venerable Skyfire opened his mouth, and after the polite words went around in his mouth for a while, he swallowed them back into his stomach and finally smiled.

Wei Yang smiled, and Xian'er said, "You're welcome, senior."

Xiao Yan also waved his hand and said: "Mr. Yao has helped me so much along the way. Now, I can only regard it as compensation to you. It's nothing."

“Haha, I won’t be polite to you. Anyway, I have nowhere to go in the future, so I might as well follow you around. If you need me, just let me know.” said the Skyfire Venerable.

He was very smart, so of course he would hug the thigh tightly, which was better than going out alone and sleeping in the open.

Although the Lone Wanderer seems to be doing well and free, in fact, most of them are miserable and poor.

There are three eighth-grade alchemy masters here. Unless Venerable Tianhuo is crazy, he would not go out to become a lone Venerable.

At this time, Zi Yan came over and said to Xiao Yan with a smile: "Hey, Xiao Yan, is the dragon seal I gave you useful?"

"It's useful." Xiao Yan nodded with a smile.

"Hehe, then you can't go back on your promise to give me the pills." Zi Yan stretched out her hand and said.

Everyone was speechless.

Xiao Yan also smiled bitterly.

Well, this little girl just focused on the medicinal herbs in her hand.

"Okay, okay, okay. I'll never forget your kindness. I'll practice for you later." Xiao Yan said.

"That's about right." Zi Yan raised her head proudly, looking very satisfied.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Everyone likes Zi Yan very much.

Don't look at this little girl, she is thinking about those pills all day long, but this is just her small request.

Compared to what she did, just asking for some pills was really nothing.

After a while.

Wei Yang stretched and said, "I will go out tomorrow to refine a Yishi Pill."

“The Yishi Pill? Well, it would be better if it could be refined earlier and given to my two nephews as soon as possible. This would lay a good foundation for them.” Xiao Yan said with a smile.

"These two little kids are so lucky. I can't help but feel a little jealous!" Skyfire Venerable shook his head and couldn't help but sighed, "Using the Yishi Pill to lay the foundation, this kind of treatment, even if you look at the entire continent, I guess there are not many children who can get such a generous treatment."

The Yishi Pill is of five colors and eight grades.

This level of elixir is a rare existence that is out of reach even for many Dou Zun masters.

Venerable Tianhuo said that it was not an exaggeration at all when he said that these two little guys were lucky.

Their father and mother are both eighth-grade alchemy masters, and they also have an uncle, Xiao Yan, who is also eighth-grade.

With three eighth-grade alchemy masters as his backing, his family background and foundation were truly enviable, and were not much worse than those so-called core descendants of the ancient clans.

Born right at the top.

Xiao Yan and Wei Yang also smiled, feeling a little sad in their hearts.

Think about how miserable my life was back then. How could I deserve such treatment?

However, since I work so hard, shouldn’t my descendants be able to enjoy themselves?

If you are not a second-generation rich, then work hard to become a first-generation rich. In this way, your children will be second-generation rich.

Xiao Yan silently looked in the direction of the Jia Ma Empire, with some anticipation in his heart.

My daughter should be born by now, right?

He thought to himself that he had to refine a Yi Shi Dan for his daughter, and then find time to send it back.

With the Heavenly Soul Blood-Ronging Pill as a foundation, and another First Beginning Pill to consolidate it, his daughter's talent will surely not be inferior to that kid Wei Ye.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan looked at Wei Ye and his face darkened.

Damn, this lucky little brat!

I felt very unhappy.

My dear daughter!