Lan Zhenxiao was shocked, and so was Leng Wuqing.

Everyone thought Lan Jing was dead, but it turned out he was not.

"Do you really think my father is dead? Not only is my father not dead, but my uncle Lan Zheng is also not dead!" Lan Qingyu squinted his eyes and continued, "And my mother Leng Ruobing is not dead either! I just don't know where she went."

"What!" Mu Ruolan was shocked. If the Lan Jing brothers were still here, they would be shocked enough. But if their own children were also here, they would be more than just shocked. That was enough to describe their feelings at the moment.

No one can understand the feeling of losing and regaining something.

Except for a few of them.

"Yes, my parents are still here, and my uncle is also here. My brother and I have also met my uncle, but I have not been able to find my mother until now."

Lan Qingyu lowered his head, with a sense of sadness lingering around him.

"Actually, you already knew it, didn't you? Didn't your brother already tell you? You didn't believe it, right? So you come to ask me again. I really don't understand why you do this and pretend to be so real." Lan Qingyu suddenly and ruthlessly tore off their masks.

This made Lan Zhenxiao and Leng Wuqing a little embarrassed. Mu Ruolan walked to Lan Qingyu awkwardly, held Lan Qingyu's hand, and said softly, "In fact, we are just being cautious. We did know about this from your brother Lan Qingze, but we couldn't find any trace of Bing'er and the Lan brothers in the past two years. As parents, we naturally have doubts. We were shocked to hear the news again. Your uncle and aunt were just being cautious, so Qingyu doesn't have to be angry."

"Believe it if you want, and don't believe it if you don't. If you don't believe it, then find a way to investigate the truth of the matter yourself. However, you didn't ask us how we knew the truth." Lan Qingyu's face was cold, and his eyes were as cold as a layer of frost.

"We..." Mu Ruolan didn't know what to say. They didn't know things would turn out like this.

Leng Wuqing sighed deeply and said nothing.

Lan Zhenxiao slowly walked in front of Lan Qingyu. The atmosphere suddenly became a little depressing. The two people's eyes met. Lan Qingyu looked at Lan Zhenxiao sharply, "Okay, you really couldn't investigate the previous things, but now, the day is almost dawn, don't you want everyone to know about this!?"

“Don’t forget, the Blood Alliance is right outside, and there may be people from the Divine Art Palace as well.” Lan Qingyu said.

Lan Zhenxiao sighed, "It was an accident. Knowing you were here, I couldn't help but want to see you. I really just wanted to see you. The last time we met, we were too hasty and we really didn't think it through."

"Then let's go. It's best not to leak the news for now, otherwise no one will be happy." Lan Qingyu closed his eyes and said.

Lan Zhenxiao, "..."

Seeing this, Mo Yao was very unhappy and drove them away. Lan Zhenxiao and Leng Wuqing were not very happy at first and wanted to know something about Lan Jing Leng Ruobing, but...

"Know when to stop, okay?" Mo Yao said harshly, with an air of impatience all around him.

"You guys go back. If I can get out of the battlefield of gods and demons this time, I will definitely bring my father back. Then our family will go to look for my mother. So, uncle, grandfather, you have to be careful too.

Lan Qingyu was not angry. What made her angry was that their lack of trust would complicate things. After all, human hearts were unpredictable.

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