Lord, he is also being attacked today

Chapter 437 Ji Wushuang's Biological Father
"Little son, what's the matter with you?"

After covering the glutinous rice balls with a quilt, Mu Zhizhi frowned worriedly.

But Tangyuan, who was unconscious at this moment, was not unconscious.

He seemed to have come into a very strange dream.

He stood in a strange place, surrounded by emptiness, only the hazy mist that could not see the edge was slowly rising and falling.

He looked around, because he was in a strange place, he didn't dare to wander around, he only dared to stay where he was.

No matter which direction you look from, you can't see people, and you can't hear a sound. Gradually, Tangyuan feels scared.

"Father……"

"Mother..."

"Where are you? Tangyuan is so scared by herself—"

Tangyuan shrank her neck nervously, calling softly to the person he trusted and relied on the most.

But no one around answered him.

He stood on the spot and waited for a while, but seeing that no one came, he knew that he couldn't stand here waiting to die, so he took the first step towards the east tentatively.

Suddenly at this moment, the white mist surrounding him disappeared strangely.

He was standing on a step paved with amethyst for no reason. Opposite him, a white-haired old man was sitting on a sandalwood chair, stroking a somewhat yellowed picture scroll in his hands.

This old man looks very strong, and his complexion is as healthy as a young man in his 40s and [-]s, but his beard and hair are all white, as if he was stimulated by something, so that his hair turned gray overnight.

And his once shining eyes have been dimmed, and there is no light, leaving only a lifeless look.

Probably only people who have no expectations for life and the future, and who have no interest in life, will look like this.

Tangyuan stared curiously at the old grandfather opposite, but what he couldn't see was that the person in the painting in the old man's hand was Ji Wushuang.

Voices came from outside the door——

"Old city lord, there are people from Cangshan Mountain, asking the city lord if you really want to give up the opportunity to expand the territory of Canglan City."

The old man sitting on the chair raised his head slowly when he heard the voice outside, looked at the closed door with his depleted eyes, his hoarse voice was full of exhaustion.

"Expand the territory? The only daughter of the old man is gone, and Canglan City has no successors. After a few years, when the old man dies, Canglan City will be divided up by them... Now I am fighting to grab this old bone, grab it What's the use of coming?"

The white-haired old man was about to say the word "give up" when suddenly he saw the little doll standing on the amethyst stone steps.

He squeezed the scroll tightly, shocked!
When did this little doll come?
He is one of the top powerhouses in this continent, this little baby can sneak into his room without anyone noticing, what a profound cultivation it is!

But he had never heard of any Xeon who practiced rejuvenation skills!

The white-haired old man stood up and stared at the little glutinous rice balls, his voice was cold and stern, "Who are you? What is the purpose of coming to the City Lord's Mansion?"

Tangyuan was even more confused than him, and he didn't know how he got here.

He was about to politely ask the old man where this is, when he suddenly saw the old man accidentally turn over the scroll, and he saw the person on it at a glance!

"Mother!"

Tangyuan happily stared at the beauty on the scroll, and looked at the white-haired old man in surprise, "Grandpa, do you know my mother? Where is this place? I want to go back to find my mother. Grandpa, take me out." OK?"

"Mother?"

(End of this chapter)