These two people... who are they? What are they doing in Tianyin Pavilion?

Yun Ran was curious and couldn't help but floated over, and circled the old man twice.

The old man paused, and looked at her sharply, like a blade, like a falcon.

Yunran knew that he couldn't see himself, but he still said with emotion:

"What a majestic grandpa!"

"Like a battle-tested general!"

"The old man's... friend?"

At this moment, Yunran saw that her elder brother had personally brought someone to meet him outside the mountain gate, with a very respectful attitude.

She heard the name of the elder brother to the two of them:

"Lord Yun, son."

After a few simple greetings, they were warmly welcomed into the mountain gate.

Yun Ran floated beside the eldest brother, and looked at the old man from time to time, "Is he actually a prince? But, it doesn't look like he is very rich!"

Curious, Yunran followed all the way to Tianxuan Peak, the place where Tianyin Pavilion entertains guests.

Before I was seated, I saw the old man clasped his fists at her elder brother, "The old man and the dog have taken the liberty to visit the house without handing over the greeting card. If there is any disturbance, please look forward to Haihan."

Eldest brother smiled back, "Why did you say that? It's an honor for Prince Yun and Shizi to come to Tianyin Pavilion from thousands of miles away, full of splendor."

"There is actually one thing about this visit..."

Prince Yun said as he took out a scroll from his luggage, and when he unfolded it was a portrait of a woman.

When Yunran saw the person in the painting, he thought he saw himself for the first time.

When I looked closely, I found that the woman in the painting should be in her early twenties, her brows are a bit more gentle and graceful than her, and her facial features are about seven points similar to hers.

A string of question marks floated above Yunran's head:

"Could it be my long-lost sister?!"

Eldest brother also looked slightly surprised, "This is the person in the painting?"

King Yun recalled the past, his expression could not hide his sadness, Shizi took a step forward and explained:

"To tell you the truth, the woman in this painting is a younger brother and sister. We lost sight of her in Yecheng eighteen years ago. We have been looking for her all these years, but we have never heard of her."

"Until a year ago, someone had seen a person who looked like the woman in the painting appear in Yingzhou. Afterwards, we followed this clue all the way, and after going through a lot of difficulties, we finally found this place."

"I wonder if we can meet... her?"

Eldest brother frowned slightly, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Prince Yun and his son have been searching for eighteen years, and the love and righteousness is admirable, but..."

"Based on the date of inscription on the portrait, there is no one in my school who matches the age and looks similar to him."

When Yunran heard it, he drifted forward and glanced at the date where the money was signed.

In the autumn of the seventh year of Jingyuan. Today is the twenty-sixth year of Jingyuan.

nineteen years ago?

That's without her!

Prince Yun, who hadn't spoken for a long time, took a step forward, with a sincere face, "Young Master Feng, please forgive me, we wouldn't have rushed to find you without conclusive verification, can you ask Master Xiaoyaozi, respected teacher?"

"Eighteen years ago, someone saw his fairy trail outside Yecheng. Originally, we didn't associate this matter together until this event a year ago... So, can we see it?"

Feng Xing apologized, "It's...not unwilling, it's just a coincidence, my teacher has been practicing in seclusion a few days ago, and has not left the seclusion yet."

Hearing this, the father and son looked at each other, and the eyes that were originally full of hope dimmed instantly.

Seeing it in Yunran's eyes, Yunran couldn't bear it.

After eighteen years of hard work, I finally found a little hope. I came here full of expectations, but it just ended like this. Does anyone want to cry?

However, their sect is indeed not so famous...

Looking at the old man's resolute and lonely face after years of hardships, Yunran drifted to him by some strange coincidence.

"Grandpa, don't be sad! There is no Tianyin Pavilion, isn't there still a huge Tianyin City that I haven't found? Maybe I can find it!"

Yun Cang suddenly raised his head and looked at the void in front of him, but there was nothing in front of him, which made him feel a little dazed.

Yunlan thought that he was overly sad because his hope was lost, and he was a little worried, "Father, since someone saw her in Yingzhou a year ago, maybe she went to another place, so we will look for it elsewhere."

Yingzhou?

a year ago?

She seemed to have gone there for a while...

This is a big misunderstanding...

Yun Ran looked at King Yun apologetically, but Feng Xing said politely, "Master Yun, Master Shizi, you have come from a long way, why don't you rest for a few days first?"

"Eighteen years ago, the junior was still young, and his memory of many things is fuzzy. Everything can be decided after the master leaves the customs."

There was a gleam of light in Yun Cang's dim eyes, "Dare to ask when the revered master can leave the customs?"

Feng Xing smiled, very politely, "I don't know."

Yun Cang, Yun Lan, Yun Ran: "..."

"Family and teacher retreats can be as short as a few days or as long as several months. There are also precedents for three to five years of retreat."

"..."

Yun Ran couldn't help but float over, "Brother, stop talking!"

"Yo? Why is it so lively here? Are there any guests?"

Suddenly, a magnetic and pleasant voice came, and Yun Ran looked back, a little surprised.

"Sixth Senior Brother~~"

Every time the sixth senior brother came back from the waves, he would bring her a few novelty gadgets. This time, she was struck by lightning before he came back...

Yunran immediately opened his arms and flew towards him. Halfway through the flight, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, as if he had been bitten by someone, and then his body sank suddenly, as if he had stepped on the ground...

When Yunran opened his eyes, what he saw was Nangong Mo's handsome and resentful face...

He was looking at her with gloomy eyes, as if she had done something heinous.

Yun Ran blinked and reached out to touch his neck.

The slightly wet touch of her fingertips made her frown instantly, her eyes full of murderous intent, "Nangong is shameless! Did you bite me?!"

The man's sexy thin lips curled up coldly, "You deserve it."

Yunran: "..."

【You bite? Do I deserve it? ! 】

"Did I provoke you?"

The man snorted coldly, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Hmph? Hum what? Are you a dog?"

Nangong Mo: Not only did you faint when you were doing business, but you also called other men in your sleep?

Still shouting so joyously! So intimate! So sweet! ! !

Being instantly killed by his resentful eyes, Yun Ran slapped his handsome face aside.

[Dog man! Are you still reasonable? This girl was interrupted by you just as she was hearing the key point! 】

[I don't know if the old grandfather and Uncle Mei stayed? 】

【How long has the old man been in retreat? When can I...]

Just as he was thinking, a strange feeling suddenly came from his collarbone, could it be pain or numbness?

Yun Ran's expression froze, "Nangong Mo, are you a dog?"

The man didn't look up, but only replied, "Then you are a bone."

Yunran: "..."

"Shameless beast, let go of your dog teeth!"

The man finally looked up at her, his thin lips curled slightly, "Lin Wanyue, since you're awake, let's continue."

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