The God of Sky & Earth

During the two days of Wuliangmen's healing, time flew by.

Looking inside from the outside, there has been no movement in the secret cave stone room for a long time.

At night, the sea breeze is bleak, Han Yurou's black hair is like a waterfall, and the moonlight eyes are dotted with stars. Under the reflection of Yinhua, her skin is as fat as fat and as beautiful as light smoke.

But now, she doesn't have any intention to appreciate the beautiful night view of Wulianghai, her whole heart is hanging on Su Yi's body in the secret room.

Standing on tiptoe, the detective stretched his neck and looked into the secret room, his brows were full of worry.

I don't know how Su Yi is recovering inside, and will he encounter any difficulties? Han Yurou kept asking herself questions, frowning like two crescent moons.

"Hoo!"

The night wind whistling with a faint fishy smell all around, pierced the sky like a neighing night owl, blowing the black hair on Han Yurou's forehead high.

Han Yurou stood upright, pursed her red lips, put her hands on her chest, and there was an indescribable sadness on her tender face.

Recalling that before, in the same Yunzhou, the news of Yutian Palace's big wedding spread wildly, even though it was deep in the palace, how could she not know about it.

In those few days, her whole body seemed to be trapped in emptiness and scars, and she herself didn't know when she was moved by this man.

Is it the first meeting in Suoyun County, or the heroic self-saving at the peak before the earthquake? Is it the first place in the Soul Control Competition, or the miracles of genius that have been passed down by word of mouth?

Faced with such a person who is always indifferent, but cares more about what is in his heart than anyone else, and wants to protect the one he loves with his life, I am afraid that no one will not be indifferent.

Han Yurou has always been held in the palm of Han Wulong's hands since she was a child, so naturally she vaguely follows the template of being able to protect herself and courageously undertake to find her sweetheart.

Even though Su Yi was married, when Han Yurou heard the news of Su Yi's accident, Han Yurou rushed over immediately after the battle between heaven and man.

At that time, Han Yurou had only one thought in her mind, to bring Su Yi back safely, even if it was all her own wishful thinking.

In the deep night sky, long silence, and brilliant waves, Han Yurou shook her head heavily, forcing herself not to think about these problems.

After a long while, the sea breeze seemed to stop.

Han Yurou raised her face in relief, shook her head and laughed at herself, and murmured in a low voice, "Yurou, Yurou, you are so stupid! How could his world be in this Wuliangmen? Is it on you, Han Yurou?"

In the distance, a huge body in the dark seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and a pair of piercing tiger eyes showed a trace of sadness.

"boom!"

Suddenly, ripples swayed out of thin air in a small space behind Han Yurou, and it was Han Wulong who came forward with heavy steps.

After two days, under Han Wulong's all-out effort, Wuliangmen finally unified their opinions, and the blood of Shanglong Village also agreed to be temporarily placed in Wuliangmen.

"Daughter, hasn't Su Yi come out yet?"

Hearing her father's voice behind her, Han Yurou trembled all over, stretched out her catkins, pretended to rub her eyes, quickly wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, turned her head and smiled, "Not yet, today is the second day!"

Looking at Han Yurou's bright appearance, Han Wulong was stunned for a moment, then nodded and pondered, and said, "It's okay, then dad will wait with you!"

After finishing speaking, Han Wulong held up Han Yurou's little hand and walked towards the seashore. The brilliant waves in his eyes were like whitebait jumping up, shining brightly under the sky.

The two sat on the beach, looking at the bright moon in the sky, Han Yurou took advantage of the situation and took Han Wulong's shoulders, the tip of his nose was slightly sore, and said softly.

"Father, when Su Yi comes out, I don't want to stay in the Wuliang Gate anymore, I want to go out for a walk!"

What Han Yurou meant, as a father, how could he not know, he might be looking at the scene in the gate and feeling emotional, and he didn't want to stay in the Wuliang gate.

Han Yurou was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and Han Wulong sighed inwardly, how could his daughter meet such a person who has higher ambition than the sky and doesn't care about his daughter.

Han Wulong sighed in his heart, forced a smile, suppressed his voice, and said as gently as possible: "Rou'er, would you like to listen to Dad tell a story?"

"Father?" Han Yurou raised her head, doubts appeared in her misty eyes, but she still nodded.

"Once upon a time, there was a young man who was extremely talented since he was a child, but this young man wanted to reach the pinnacle of martial arts! He was always looking for people to compete, and during a secret realm experience, this young man was brutally beaten by a wild monster from the Demon Emperor Realm. I was taught a hard lesson, and since then I have been left with extremely serious injuries, my cultivation base has regressed, and I have tasted the cold and the warm!"

"And then?" Han Yurou's eyes trembled slightly, and suddenly noticed something strange in Han Wulong's tiger eyes.

"In the Zongmen, some elders did not give up on him. They visited Yunzhou and searched for Tianman for him. Finally, they found an ancient village. It is said that this ancient village has a strange inheritance of beasts. Zongmen After working hard with the young man, he was finally recognized by the inheritors in the village, and was guided to a place called Chaos Realm to accept the real inheritance of divine beasts!"

Han Yurou swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her beautiful and slender neck stretched and contracted slightly under the moonlight.

Han Yurou seemed to hear the meaning of the story, Han Wulong was clearly telling about his past.

"But how can it be so easy to inherit the divine beast? The young man has gone through untold hardships before he finally obtained this rare blood."

Han Yurou hugged Han Wulong's arm, resting her head on the swelling muscle, and said in a low voice, "Father, what do you want to say?"

With a chuckle, Han Wulong let out a long sigh of relief, turned his head sideways, glanced at his favorite jewel from the corner of his eye, and said softly.

"That's right, this young man is Dad, the ancient village is Shanglong Village, and the Legend of the Beast is the inheritance of the Golden Dragon. What Dad wants to say is that Wuliangmen didn't give up on Dad back then, and Dad didn't give up on himself, let alone a trace of escape. No matter how difficult the thought was, Dad never thought of giving up."

Han Yurou raised her head, and a layer of mist instantly appeared in her eyes, only to hear Han Wulong's eyes suddenly become determined.

"The Long family has been eyeing it, and they have stepped on the Wuliang Gate for many years. This time, they obviously invited Dad to go to the Chaos Realm. In fact, it is very likely that they will never return. But Dad doesn't want to run away anymore. This level must be gone!"

"Father..." Han Yurou frowned. It turned out that Han Wulong was not only comforting himself, but also telling himself about the crisis Wuliangmen was facing.

Immediately, Han Yurou couldn't hold back the sadness in her heart anymore, threw herself into Han Wulong's arms, and sobbed softly.

In the dark night, Han Wulong's face became kind for the first time. He stretched out his big rough hands and smiled lightly to caress Han Yurou's hair, as if whispering.

"The bloodline of the Golden Dragon is extraordinary. Even Mr. Kang was defeated by those old perverts of the Long Family. In this battle, Wuliangmen can't afford to lose!"