Chen Qingling's Daughter

Young Master Sun of the third generation of the Yao family bullied the Young Patriarch of the Wen family in the street. What could have been resolved with an apology, turned out to be so troublesome that several big families came to solve it.

"Who let the Wen family and the Yao family have a feud? The two families must make it known to everyone that the trivial matter has become a trivial matter." The two spectators couldn't help muttering in the crowd, although The sound is relatively loud.

Several people in the room couldn't help but turned their heads to look at the voice, and then turned their eyes to Nie Huaisang who was sitting on the side and seemed to be out of sight.

After so many years, have these sloppy monks under Nie Huaisang's hands been so open-minded?

"Sovereign, the Lan family is here." The kid outside the door ran in with a serious expression.

Lan Wangji looked serious, and Lan Sizhui walked in with a group of Lan family children.

Lan Sizhui frowned and glanced at the various suzerains in the room, saluted hurriedly, then turned to look at his daughter: "Yaoyao."

Wen Yao, who originally looked quite relaxed, immediately pouted her lips when she saw Lan Sizhui, and tears rolled out of her eyes.

"Aniang," Wen Yao's voice was choked with sobs, but the title surprised everyone present.

Nie HuaiSang raised his eyebrows, Jin ZiXuan had a childish smile, Lan Zhan was expressionless, Lan Yang closed his eyes, Lan Zhuo looked up at the sky, Xiao Xiao went to Lan Yang's side and reached out to cover her ears: " Don't look, don't move, the thoughts in some old things are too disgusting, you are not suitable for watching."

Lan Zhan turned his head to glance at Lan Yang and Xiaoxiao, then turned to look at Wen Yao.

Wen Yao sobbed for a while, then raised her head from Lan Sizhui's arms and said weakly, "Hanguang-jun."

Lan Zhan patted Wen Yao's head tenderly: "Don't cry, we are here."

Wen Yao pouted, nodded, and hid in Lan Sizhui's arms.

He couldn't see the tough feeling on the street just now, which made the people of the Yao family look dumbfounded.

Lan Zhan walked up to the chairman to do his job, but he didn't speak to solve the problem. He just turned his head to look at Yao Wanshan: "Wen Sheng will be there soon."

When Wen Yao heard her grandfather's name, she couldn't help but poke her head into Lan Sizhui's arms, Lan Zhuo couldn't help but lower her head, Xiaoxiao looked up at the sky behind Lan Yang, and looked at Lan Zhuo and Wen Yao The two brothers and sisters couldn't help but part their mouths.

Yao Wanshan sucked his teeth, Nie Huaisang hid his face behind his fan when he heard Lan Zhan's words, Jin Zixuan's face was more Buddhist, looking at Lan Zhuo and Wen Yao with a smile on his face.

When Wen Sheng walked in with strides, everyone in the room could see the stream of anger surrounding Wen Sheng, and rushed straight at him in a menacing manner.

Yao Wanshan moved her butt back on the chair, Wen Yao lowered her head and moved behind Lan Sizhui, Xiaoxiao tried to hide in the crowd of Lan's children, Lan Zhuo lowered her head and couldn't help but look towards Jin Zixuan. Moved half a step over there.

Wen Sheng stood angrily in the middle of the lobby, a straightening sword in his hand had come out of his body.

Lan Sizhui blinked, and rushed over in two steps: "Father, don't be impulsive."

Xiaoxiao also had no choice but to hide in the crowd and pretend to be a quail, so he rushed over and grabbed Wen Sheng: "Brother-in-law, take your time, Mr. Hanguang is here, you have to trust him," Xiaoxiao said, Slowly snatched the sword from Wen Sheng's hand, pulled Wen Sheng and pushed him on a chair beside him.

Nie Huaisang covered his face with his fan, turned his head to Jin Zixuan and said, "Brother Jin, why don't we switch?"

Jin Zixuan's face was full of Buddhism, and he said firmly, "No, I'm afraid."

Nie HuaiSang seemed to be about to cry, "I'm scared too."

Lan Zhan turned his head to look at Lan Sizhui, his eyes seemed to indicate to Lan Sizhui to take a quick look to appease his father.

Lan Sizhui didn't move, he was also a little afraid of his father's expression when he was furious, he resisted not moving, turned to look at Lan Zhuo: "Go."

Lan Zhuo shook his head desperately, even if he passed by this time, his grandfather would have to slap him.

Lan Zhuo stretched out his hand to tug on Wen Yao's sleeve: "Go, Yaoyao. Grandfather never hurt you, so go."

Wen Yao glanced at Lan Sizhui, then at Lan Zhuo, couldn't help but follow Lan Sizhui's sleeve to see Wen Sheng's expression, Wen Sheng glared at Yao Wanshan with an angry expression on his face, Wen Yao was so scared that she cried "Wow" on the spot: "Mother, I'm afraid, I won't go there."

Lan Sizhui was bewildered by Wen Yao's sudden wailing, and quickly hugged her into his arms to comfort him.

Seeing his precious granddaughter crying in fright, Wen Sheng suddenly smiled as if changing his face, and stretched out his hand to call Wen Yao over.

Lan Sizhui pushed Wen Yao away crying Didi, Wen Sheng hugged Wen Yao and coaxed softly: "Grandfather is not angry with Yao Yao, Yao Yao is not crying."

Lan Zhan watched Wen Yao calm down Wen Sheng, who was on the verge of fury, and turned his gaze to Yao Wanshan, "Is your grandson bullying Yaoyao in the street?"

Yao Wanshan stared, and said sharply: "The Immortal Governor, don't protect your witch, my grandson is the most well-behaved and sensible, it must be your witch who lied and slandered my grandson."

"I'm not lying," a man's voice outside the house interrupted Lan Zhan's voice that was about to call Lan Yang.

This sound turned everyone's eyes to the door, looking at the figure of the man who walked in step by step.

The man looked only in his 20s, quite young, wearing a black Taoist robe, and walked into the room.

Wen Sheng put his arms around Wen Yao, and was stunned when he saw the man walking in.

The man's brows and eyes are full of heroism, and he has a little gentle look.

The man walked to the middle of the room and bowed to salute: "Song Rao, junior, I have met the suzerains of the families and the immortal governor."

"Tell me..." Yao Wanshan couldn't help but speak first, "Who do you say is not lying?"

Song Rao looked serious, looked at Yao Wanshan with a trace of disdain: "I said this girl is not lying."

The dispute between the Qishan Wen family and the Yao family finally ended with Wen Sheng smashing the golden core of the young master of the Yao family. Although this incident caused many sects to criticize the Qishan Wen family, the actions of the Yao family over the years made all the sects They all felt that what Wen Sheng did was actually not too much.

It's just that the shot is a little heavy.

After all, Yao Wanshan used the mindless actions of Jin Guangshan of the Lanling Jin family to plan the frame of Wei Wuxian from behind, and secretly assassinate Wei Nvze, the only cultivator of Dantu.

Wen Sheng didn't slaughter the Wen family on the spot, so he restrained his temper.

Probably because of the face of the little girl Wen Yao, the little girl almost fainted on the spot.

Lanzhuo had also met his grandmother since he was a child, and was so angry that he burst into tears on the spot.

On the contrary, it was Wen Sheng who stopped the actions of all the juniors of the Lan family. Standing in front of Yao Wanshan with an extremely tall stature, his face was extremely stern: "It's hard for Sect Master Yao to take care of my wife like that back then." His tone trembled: "After three months, it will be me The death sacrifice of the dead wife, when the time comes, ask Sect Master Wen for advice."

Yao Wanshan was so frightened by Wen Sheng's almost cannibalistic tone that he was almost speechless, he stretched out his hand and greeted Lan Zhan, "Xian Du, save me."

With a cold expression on Lan Zhan's face, he suddenly got up and stood beside Wen Sheng: "My Taoist companion Wei Ying, thank you Sect Master Yao back then, and was besieged by hundreds of immortal sects, and died."

Before Lan Zhan could say what he said later, Lan Yang said it first: "How about three months later, our two families will ask Sect Master Yao for advice."

Yao Wanshan was exposed by this little girl for his evil deeds back then, and was forced to compete in martial arts by the two big families of the Wen family and the Lan family. Seeing that his entire family was about to be destroyed, he hated this little girl who was the "culprit" and gritted his teeth: "Where is the stinky girl?" , spoil my good deeds."

Facing Yao Wanshan's distorted face, Lan Yang didn't back down at all. With tears in his eyes, his face was full of anger: "I am the daughter of Lan Zhan and Wei Ying, Lan Yang."

"Sect Master of Dantu, Lan Yang."

Now the juniors of the two families, who are all talked about by the hundred families of Xianmen, are pulling Song Rao, who has just spoken out, to drink and talk in the restaurant.

"Just now, thank you Brother Song for your righteous words." Lan Zhuo smiled warmly.

Song Rao didn't dare to dare, but couldn't help asking curiously: "Why does the person surnamed Yao call Miss Wen a witch?"

Xiaoxiao's smile froze a bit, he pulled out a wry smile, and said, "Qishan Wen's family, a great villain who came out of the Cholera Immortal Sect back then."

"Is it related to Miss Wen?" Song Rao was even more curious.

Wen Yao's expression was cold, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her: "That wicked man is my grandfather's father, my great-grandfather Wen Ruohan."

Song Rao nodded half-understood, couldn't help but sneered and said: "Song has been living in the mountains with his master since he was born. I have never heard of these things. What is the connection between that wicked man and Miss Wen?" ?"

Xiaoxiao shook her head: "My senior sister was also forced by Wen Ruohan to make alchemy. What Wen Ruohan did back then has nothing to do with my senior sister."

"It's not just that it doesn't matter." Lan Zhuo said with a serious face, "My grandfather was poisoned to death by Wen Ruohan himself, and then he was forced to send my father, their own son, who was only two years old, to be raised elsewhere."

Lan Zhuo's hand was tightly holding the wine glass, and the knuckles were a little white: "Later, Wen Ruohan intended to unify the hundred families of the immortal sect, and her second and third sons even held hands with their own hands in front of my grandmother. He tortured and killed his own uncle and aunt."

Song Rao's face showed an expression of intolerance and sadness, but Xiaoxiao continued to speak: "In those years, senior sister not only had to avoid the pursuit of that surnamed Yao, but also was framed by a hundred families of the immortal sect, and watched her husband die with her own eyes. , the son was lost, the uncle and aunt were tortured and murdered, the younger sister and brother-in-law died tragically, the younger brother who was finally found was attacked by a hundred families of immortals, the wife and children were scattered and disappeared, and they could not be rescued, and they were not even allowed to cry."

Song Rao patted the table, with tears in his eyes, and stopped Xiaoxiao's words: "Stop talking."

Lan Yang, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth to divert the topic: "Brother Song, did you grow up with your grandparent? Who is your grandparent, and where are your parents?"

Song Rao wiped away his tears with his hand, calmed down and said, "The name of my ancestor is Baoshan Sanren."

The phrase Baoshan Sanren said that everyone present was stunned, and several people couldn't help turning their eyes to Xiaoxiao who was aside. Song Rao didn't understand the strange look in everyone's eyes, and continued to say: "Speaking of it, I'm not afraid of you guys!" Just a joke, I have no mother, only two fathers."

"My father's surname is Song, Baixuege Song Lan Song Zichen."

"My father, under the tutelage of Baoshan Sanren, named Xiao Xingchen."

Xiaoxiao's expression was in a trance for a moment, and Lan Yang, Lan Zhuo and Wen Yao couldn't help casting their eyes on Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao's lips trembled a little, but it might be the calmness and indifference inherited from Xue Yang in his bones that made him quickly pretend to be so curious: "I didn't expect that the two of them were actually Brother Song's parents. .”

Song Rao looked even more embarrassed: "To be honest, Song has grown up for so many years, and Song didn't come out of the mountain until after the master passed away a month ago. .”

Lan Yang's eyes kept looking at Xiaoxiao, and he didn't speak for a long time, but the hand under the table quietly squeezed Xiaoxiao's hand.

Xiaoxiao pulled out a smile at her, but only the two of them knew how much bitterness was in that smile.

Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, as if she suddenly remembered something, and said, "Brother Song, why don't you come to Banyetian with us, your father Song Zichen and my brother-in-law are good friends and often go to Buyetian Drinking together, I can’t help but be here now.” Xiaoxiao said, with a habitual smile on her lips, and a sharp little canine tooth inherited from Xue Chengmei exposed her lips: “Even if you are not here now, are you still here? It will only take a few months for Ye Tian to wait for him to come again, it is much better than you looking around aimlessly from all over the country."

Song Rao was full of joy when he heard it, and couldn't help standing up and saluting: "Then thank you very much...brother."

Lanzhuo was ready to introduce Xiaoxiao at the right time, but Xiaoxiao stopped her before she could speak: "My name is Xue, and my name is Xiaoshan."

Song Rao was taken aback, and couldn't help but said, "Xue Xiandi's name is a bit weird."

Xiaoxiao smiled more innocently, holding Lan Yang's hand, but trembling slightly: "It means knowing good deeds. My father is a wicked person. After my senior sister raised me, she changed my name to this."

Song Rao was taken aback, but asked more curiously: "I just don't know who your father is. If it's inconvenient, I won't ask."

Looking at Song Rao, Xiaoxiao felt a sudden chill in her heart, as if she was forcing herself to face something sad and had to admit it, her lips trembled, and she swallowed before she said: "I Father, you are heinous, Xue Chengmei."

Several people brought Song Rao back to Nightless Sky. Xiaoxiao looked at Wen Sheng's face and almost cried out. He couldn't help but take a couple of deep breaths before forcing a smile: "I, go back and rest first." gone."

Turn around and run away.

Wen Sheng glanced at Song Rao, then at Xiaoxiao's embarrassed back, and looked at the other children in puzzlement.

As if just to appease Song Rao, Yangyang lied and said: "He was injured in the night hunt before, and he may not be able to hold on anymore, so go back to heal his injuries first." Saying that, without looking at Wen Sheng's eyes, he turned around and said: " I'll go take a look."

Only Lan Zhuo and Wen Yao were left present to introduce Song Rao to Wen Sheng. Wen Yao's crisp voice came from the hall: "Grandfather, this is Song Rao, the son of Taoist Song Zichen and Taoist Xiao Xingchen."

Lan Yang didn't need to think about where Xiaoxiao would be hiding. She gently pushed open the gate of the copper building, stepped over the high threshold, looked at Xiaoxiao standing in front of a copper tripod, and silently closed the door. walked up to him.

Lan Yang didn't need to look, she also knew that Xiaoxiao was very uncomfortable, she couldn't help reaching out to stroke his back.

Xiaoxiao's tears rolled down big and big, and his voice choked up: "I never knew that he really liked Song Daochang."

"One is in love with the other, and the other is deceived and deceived. Don't even think about it. When he wakes up, who is he really wanting to see." Xiaoxiao's voice was even sadder.

"I thought that when he woke up, even if he couldn't forgive my father and accept my existence, he would at least know that there was a person in the world with his blood in him who could look at me from time to time." Xiaoxiao cried all over her body. They were all trembling: "Looking at it now, my father and I are probably redundant."

Lan Yang couldn't help hugging Xiaoxiao's slender figure: "You think too much, he is your father after all, and you look [-]% like him, even if no one tells you, he won't ignore it Yours. Don't be so pessimistic."

"How is it possible? We all know how he died." Xiaoxiao's expression contained a sense of sadness greater than death: "If he knows who my father is, he will probably be the first to kill him. I was right."

Who made my father, it was Xue Chengmei.

The author has something to say: the next chapter is the love story of Song Rao, Xiao Xingchen, and Xue Yang, and then Xiaoxiao's marriage to Gusu, which is the complete marriage of Lan Yang marrying Xiaoxiao, where even the name has to be changed kind.

Forgive me for making Xiao Xingchen completely break Xiaoxiao's heart.