The Eternal Father is Undefeated

Go home

Beijiangs.

It was late at night, and many people fell asleep.

Suddenly, thunder seemed to roll in the sky.

Is it going to rain?

After many people woke up, this thought came to mind, then turned around and went on to sleep.

There were many warriors, but they opened their eyes almost at the same time.

And all shocked.

Because they also felt a fierce and incomparable momentum approaching Beijiang.

WHO'S?

Who is so dominant and powerful?

A lot of people have questions.

While at the Zhenbei Martial Arts Hall, Tan Xiaoyu suddenly opened the door of her father's room, and entered in shock.

"Dad ..."

Tan Dong had also awakened. Right now, he was sitting solemnly by the side of the bed. After seeing his daughter enter, he waved his hand.

"Needs to say, I've realized it!"

A horrified expression flashed in Tan Xiaoyu's eyes, "Is that ... him?"

Tan Dong nodded, "I can't go wrong!"

Tan Xiaoyu was silent.

Tan Dong stood up, his eyes shining with admiration and respect.

"He's back!"

Exactly right.

Xue An is back.

All he said was to bring Anyan home, not to Lingnan.

Instead, they returned to Beijiang, returning to their original home.

For this reason, Xue An traveled thousands of miles in over an hour and rushed back to Beijiang overnight.

After falling to the ground, Xue An stared at this dilapidated community, with a touch of warmth in his eyes.

Once, he and An Yan stayed here, left early and came home late every day to make a living.

But the days were happy.

Lately, Xue An had lived in many magnificent houses, but not a single one had given her such a feeling at home.

Xue An opened the door, put An Yan who was still asleep on the bed, and put away her two daughters.

As soon as he was about to wake up, Xue An felt a hand gripping him tightly.

Looking down, it was An Yan's hand.

Although in his sleep, An Yan's hands clenched tightly.

At the same time An Yan seemed to be dreaming.

"No ... don't leave me, please .. don't leave me!"

Xue An's nose hurt, she sucked her nose firmly, bent down and kissed Anyan.

Then softly said in his ear: "I will not go, I will not go anywhere, I will always be with you in the days to come!"

An Yan gradually calmed down, the gloom on his forehead was also much reduced, and he continued to fall asleep.

And Xue An remained motionless in this posture, staring at An Yan calmly.

He's losing weight.

Lose much!

And his face was a little pale.

It could be seen that he had bad times in the past two years!

I probably miss myself and these two little girls all day.

Being intimidated at the same time.

Every time I read this, Xue An's heart was like a knife.

Xue An's hand gently rested on An Yan's arm, trying to wash An Yan's marrow with her own cultivation.

Could suddenly.

His face became gloomy, his eyelids were throbbing in panic, and waves of killing intent surged out.

Because he discovered that An Yan's root was sealed.

Which means Anyan won't be able to train.

With Xue An's current cultivation base, she wasn't sure to unseal without hurting An Yan.

Xue An took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

No matter what, even if he went to heaven and earth, he would capture the person who sealed his wife's root, and then thwart it.

Moreover, An Yan's body was very normal, it was just that he looked lethargic due to the absence of day and night, no other injuries.

Xue An examined very carefully, She even used the power of source to use supreme spirituality to give An Yan a comprehensive physical examination bit by bit.

One night passed.

The morning sun is shining.

Yan's eyelids twitched slightly, then slowly opened.

The first thing that caught attention was Xue An's smiling face.

An Yan was stunned, then closed his eyes again, crying and saying: "Is this a dream again, right? Why can't I forget you? I always dream of you again and again, then wake up again and again!"

These words completely defeated Xue An's defense.

He thought that the three thousand years of practice had made his heart like a rock.

But An Yan easily defeated the so-called Dao Xin.

Xue An tried her best not to let herself cry, and smiled faintly: "Yan'er, I didn't dream this time. It's really me. I'm back!"

An Yan quietly opened a crack in disbelief, as if he was afraid that Xue An would disappear.

Xue An reached out her hand, scratched An Yan's nose, and smiled helplessly: "Do you not believe? It's really me!"

An Yan leaped from the bed, then plunged into Xue An's embrace.

Xue An stroked her slightly trembling back, her face full of guilt.

At the same time, An Yan suddenly bit into Xue An's chest with a single bite, exhausting all of his strength.

It was a severe pain, but Xue An laughed.

"My wife, it's really me, this time it's really not an illusion!"

The sound landed.

An Yan howled and cried.

Crying and punching Xue An's chest hard.

"Why are you back now ... Four years ... Where have you been for four years? They say you're dead, but I can't believe it, because you said .. will make me the happiest bride, you big liar! Big liar! ”Kata Yan is almost hysterical.

Xue An let her fists hit herself, her face full of distress.

“What happened in the last four years is a very long and very long story, I will tell you all!” Xue An did not finish it.

Because An Yan kissed his lips Three thousand years time suddenly turned around at this moment.

Xue An's eyes gradually softened, as if she had returned to her first acquaintance with An Yan.

The crying, the sadness, all gradually disappeared.

All that remains, is endless romance.

The kiss seemed to last for a century, and it seemed to be about to happen in the blink of an eye.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

The sound of milk is heard.

An Yan suddenly froze, then slowly turned around, looking at the two sleepy-eyed little girls who had just woken up.

An Yan had never even seen them after he was born.

four years ago.

How cruel this is for a mother.

Yan's hand trembled, gently caressing the faces of Xue Xiang and Xue Nian.

"You .. who's your sister, who's your sister?"

“I'm my sister!” Said Xue Xiang.

“I'm my sister!” Xue Nian said.

An Yan smiled, his smile full of sadness.

“Are you ... Our mother?” Xue Xiang asked timidly.

An Yan nodded excitedly, "Yes! I'm my mother!"

The big eyes of Xue Xiang and Xue Nian were shedding tears, they knelt in An Yan's arms, and said with great sadness: "Mom, why did you never come to us! We thought you didn't want us anymore!"

An Yan shook his head, his face full of guilt and bitterness, "Why doesn't my mother want you? What my mother thinks about every day is you!"

While speaking, An Yan took out two shiny porcelain dolls from his pocket.

"When I miss you, I'll take this out. You see, the one braid just thought, and the one with the two braids is Nian!"