After rebirth, Pei Jiuye overturned raising cubs

Duan Jiangrui rubbed the side of his forehead, his expression was very troubled, he asked Duan Zhenghong: "Father, I really can't remember."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fragment suddenly flashed in his mind.

That was when he was a boy, when the head of the Yan family was personally teaching him the Yan family's martial arts, the other party's elegant figure was spinning in the air, and the moment he looked back, his gentle and smiling eyes were very clear.

The ends of the narrow eyes are slightly upturned, and the movement of the eyes is particularly attractive, especially when the other person's eyes are half-squinted, giving people the feeling of a smile.

They are a pair of very charming, charming and beautiful eyes.

Even though many years have passed, this scene is still deep in Duan Jiangrui's mind.

It has to be said that the eyes of Mr. Yan’s family are almost 90% similar to Qiao Luoyan’s beautiful eyes.

Duan Jiangrui's face changed slightly, he put down the hand on his forehead, and his expression became serious: "Father, do you mean that Qiao Luoyan is from the Yan family?"

If this is really the case, this matter is very serious.

Duan Zhenghong touched the brocade box with the Marrow Cleansing Pill in his hand, and said thoughtfully: "She knows not only the martial arts that the Yan family gave to the Duan family, but also the medical skills that are weird compared to traditional medicine.

Seeing that his wife was extremely tired, Yan Ziang pulled up the quilt at the end of the bed and covered her gently.

His mood also dropped, and he kept moving his hands to comfort his wife.

Duan Jiangrui held the brocade box in his hand and promised in a deep voice: "I'll go right away!"

His eyes were burning, and his voice could not hide the excitement: "If this is really the case, we must contact the Yan family as soon as possible. It is best to determine Qiao Luoyan's identity as soon as possible."

A long and powerful hand stretched out to wipe the sweat from her face, and a magnetic voice said: "Go to sleep, today is over."

Haicheng, Jingxiao Mountain.

Mrs. Yan Lin Su, who has reached the age of knowing her fate, has a delicate and beautiful face and creamy skin, like a girl in her early twenties who has just stepped out of school.

Yan Zhiang patted Lin Su's back gently and sighed: "Our Luo Luo will be seventeen this year."

He used his inner strength to dry his still wet hair and walked towards the only bed in the room.

The exercises they practice require physical and spiritual communication between husband and wife, so as to achieve the ultimate inseparability and unity of body and mind. Only in this way can the pure spiritual power in the body be tempered.

Today I saw that Qiao Luoyan's eyebrows are green, but he has some vague similarities with the Yan family. I have every reason to suspect that this child should be the child of the Yan family who has been lost for many years."

Lin Su, who was physically and mentally exhausted due to excessive training, was fighting with his upper and lower eyelids.

I recall that the head of the Yan family lost his youngest daughter six or seven years ago and mobilized ancient warriors from all over the country to search for her. It was a huge and vigorous scene. So many people were looking for the Yan family's daughter, but unfortunately they found nothing.

The tears in Lin Su's eyes didn't stop, and her heart seemed to be squeezed hard. The heart-wrenching feeling made her very sad.

She lay on the couch made of warm jade, and her arm as white as a lotus root stretched out and rested casually on the edge of the bed, making the skin of her hand look even more shiny and delicate.

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"That's what I meant!"

The more he spoke, the more determined his tone became, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Not only Lin Su, but also Yan Ziang's outstanding appearance looks to be about thirty years old. No one can find the slightest trace of a man in his fifties in his body.

Duan Zhenghong handed the brocade box containing the Marrow Cleansing Pill to his son: "Go home immediately, put the Marrow Cleansing Pill away, and then set off to Jingxiao Mountain in Haicheng to meet the Yan family in person."

With perfect muscle lines, thick and strong latissimus dorsi, and strong hormones filling the room, it would be difficult for anyone to resist his restrained domineering presence.

As for the good figure of the Yan family master, he is not inferior to those young people today.

He got up and got off the ground and walked towards the bathroom. The sight of his tall figure was very stunning.

Yan Ziang held her in his arms, patted her back gently, and comforted her gently: "Don't cry. Xu Yan has gone to the capital to find Luo Luo. I believe there will be news soon."

Yan Zhiang's cold and resolute lips slowly raised, his eyes darkened slightly, and he said firmly: "We will find our daughter this time. I did another divination the day before yesterday, and the divination is auspicious. This time our wishes will definitely come true."

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As a mother, Lin Su said almost immediately: "Well, in two months, Luoluo will have her eighteenth birthday."

Lin Su was shaken awake, with deep sadness still lingering in her tear-stained eyes.

Yan Ziang strode forward and shook Lin Su's body vigorously: "Su Su, wake up!"

"Luo'er, mother is here."

Yan Zhiang, who stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes, came out quickly.

Seeing her husband sitting by the bed, she threw herself into his arms and said with pain in her voice: "Brother Zi Ang, I dreamed of Luo'er. She was crying. She was crying for me!"

She held Yan Zhiang's nightgown tightly with her hands, and her voice was uneasy as she cried: "I always feel that Luo'er would hate us. If we hadn't gone into seclusion to improve our cultivation back then, wouldn't she have lost it, and we wouldn't have been separated?

Nearly seven years."

Lin Su, who was drowsy, listened to the movement behind him and felt the warm and tolerant aura close to him, and said inaudibly: "Well——"

After saying that, he took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, took the photo of Qiao Luoyan lying on the bed in the Pei family room, and sent it to Duan Jiangrui's mobile phone.

Lin Su was lying on the bedside, as if she was in a nightmare. She kept talking in her sleep, and her face was soaked with tears like rain.

The head of the Yan family, Yan Ziang, and his wife Lin Su are practicing in seclusion.

"This is a photo I just secretly took. Show it to the Yan family and let them confirm it with their own eyes."

Just after taking a few steps, I heard a choked murmur.

Duan Jiangrui also recalled the scene of the Yan family's high-profile search for someone a few years ago, and was a little shocked in his heart.

Lin Su withdrew from his arms, wiped the tears on her face with her hands, and looked at him expectantly.

Duan Zhenghong patted his son's shoulder hard and said in a solemn voice: "Go back quickly. You have to come back before the end of the ancient martial arts conference. You can't let the Shen family be in the limelight at this conference."

Duan Jiangrui nodded vigorously: "Yes, father!"

The loss of his youngest daughter has always been the most heartbreaking thing for Yan Zhiang.

There is no trace of fifty years old on her body, and it seems that the years have favored her.

"Luo'er, Luo'er, don't cry..."

Just now, she clearly heard her daughter calling her helplessly.

"real?"

You must know that the Yan family has exhausted all methods to find their daughter over the years.

They summoned many ancient warriors in the name of the Yan family to look for him, but there was no trace of him. They even used divination to search for him, but the results they got every time were incomprehensible. It seemed like there was some force stopping them.

Being able to get auspicious hexagrams this time is a good sign.

Yan Zhiang rubbed his wife's messy hair and looked at her gently: "Really, believe me, the Yan family has never failed in their divination skills."