The Legend of Douba Resurrection

Xiao Zhan is a little unconvinced now. Although you told me to keep it a secret, I didn't keep it, uh, it can be said that most of the Xiao family knew about it, but I didn't leak it on purpose, right?

Besides, I'm also your father after all, isn't it that you communicate with your father like this?

No, I, Xiao Zhan, want to show my dignity as a father.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhan felt instantly filled with courage.

"Yan'er, I am..."

Just as Xiao Zhan was about to turn his head and "rebuke" him as a traitor, he suddenly saw a sword blade several times larger than the attack just now rushing towards him.

The obscure energy fluctuations emanating faintly made him, a Dou Wang powerhouse, feel a little scalp numb, which could threaten the existence of a Dou Wang powerhouse.

"Yaoshou, it's better to let Yan'er vent and calm down first."

Xiao Zhan murmured looking at the huge sword blade approaching in an instant, then turned his head and ran away.

"boom!"

The attack finally arrived, and the huge sharp edge brushed Xiao Zhan's hair and landed not far in front of him.

"Huh! It's so dangerous, so dangerous."

Xiao Zhan landed on the ground and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Crack."

It seemed like something had been crushed.

"Huh? Is that..."

Xiao Zhan, who had just relaxed his nervous nerves, looked up in a panic to the corner of the yard, where there were orchids and earthenware pots that had been smashed into pieces.

"It's over, it's over..."

Xiao Zhan stared blankly at the mess on the ground.

"Father, I have caught you. Come on, let me stab you twice."

Xiao Yan was overjoyed when he saw Xiao Zhan standing still.

Father, I should admit defeat this time.

Xiao Yan smiled triumphantly and walked forward.

"Hey, what is father talking about?"

Xiao Yan suddenly noticed that Xiao Zhan was muttering something non-stop, so he came closer to listen.

"It's over, it's over..."

Feeling that something was wrong, Xiao Yan's scalp numbly followed Xiao Zhan's gaze, and the mess in the corner of the yard came into view again.

"That, that is..."

Xiao Yan narrowed his pupils and said.

"That's right, that's your mother's favorite pot of orchids."

Xiao Zhan looked at Xiao Yan with a wry smile on his face.

I'm afraid I'm going to die.

Xiao Zhan trembled in his heart.

"It's a long life, it really is that pot of orchids."

Xiao Yan's face was stiff and authentic.

Xiao Yan only knew how much his mother liked that pot of orchids, so precious that his father Xiao Zhan and their three brothers would not touch it, for fear that they would hurt the slightest bit.

And now this pot of orchid is broken, broken!

I now how to do?

Mom saved me, uh, no, mom is going to beat me to death this time.

Xiao Yan's calf faintly felt weak, his brain was running crazily, trying to find a solution.

Oh, yes.

Xiao Yan suddenly clapped his hands, turned around and said to Xiao Zhan, "Father, let's run, there is still time to go."

"Well, yes, yes, good son, let's go."

Xiao Zhan suddenly said cleverly.

"Let's go."

Just like that, the two held hands and sneaked towards the gate of the yard silently.

Destiny is always so wonderful, the "enemies" who just fought each other with swords turned into father and son in an instant.

"Huh! It's finally out."

Xiao Yan and Xiao Zhan heaved a long sigh of relief as they looked at the courtyard gate that was so close in front of them.

Just when the harmonious and friendly father and son were going to discuss the feeling of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, a pleasant mature female voice suddenly rang in their ears.