Next to the old man stood a man in a blue robe and a veil hat. When he heard their conversation, his body trembled slightly, and his hands under his sleeves were clenched tightly into fists.

"Ying'er, I... I have no choice but to do so." The old man opened his mouth and finally said bitterly.

"I had to do it? It's so good to say. Yue'er was only six years old at the time. At the age of six, you asked someone to throw her into Luoyesen. Now you tell me that she had to do it?" Mu Xinying looked at the old man with a hatred face, and the anger in her eyes was so obvious.

The old man opened his mouth to defend himself, but finally turned into a helpless sigh.

Yan Zichen looked at this and then that, not knowing what to say, but finally his eyes fell on the man beside the old man.

"Is there something wrong?" A cold voice came from under the gauze hat. If Yan Ziyue was present at the moment, she would find that the voice was so familiar.

Besides, Yan Ziyue and the others, after dealing with all the men in black, they directly poured out the corpse-dissolving powder and turned the people into blood.

The three of them came to the gate of the Yaowang Mansion with blood and the guards at the door stopped them.

Looking at these people blocking the road, Yan Ziyue's eyes narrowed slightly and his hands stretched out, and a transparent thunder ball appeared on it. Although the thunder ball was very small, the people who blocked them could feel the terrifying power from it. When they didn't have time to do anything, Yan Ziyue had already thrown the thunder ball out.

After a loud "boom", a hole was smashed into the gate of the Yaowang Mansion, and the old man sitting inside suddenly woke up.

After hearing the sound, the old man appeared at the gate with the people from his family. Seeing the three people at the gate, the old man's face became stiff, and Mu Xinying's eyes were filled with joy when she saw the three people.

"Hui, you are here." Mu Xinying looked at Rong Jinghui and smiled happily. Her husband came to find her.

Rong Jinghui nodded: "Yingying, I'll pick you and Binbin home."

Mu Xinying nodded with a smile, her eyes fell on Yan Ziyue and the others: "Yue'er..."

Yan Ziyue smiled at Mu Xinying, but didn't say anything, but turned around and looked at the familiar faces, even her so-called parents inside.

"Why?" Yan Ziyue looked at the old man and asked an unclear sentence.

When the old man saw Yan Ziyue, his eyes were full of ruthlessness: "Why didn't I kill you?"

Yan Ziyue's body stiffened and her hands trembled slightly. Although she knew that these people would not like her, when she heard him say she wanted to kill her, Yan Ziyue felt very sad.

"You can also say about my wife?" Huangfu Yi's spiritual power surged, and his spiritual power hit the old man invisibly. If he hadn't flashed quickly, he would have turned black.

The old man's face turned ugly and he looked at Huangfu Yi with a gloomy face: "Pluto seems to be a little bit too wide."

"I have not settled my account with you yet. To deal with my princess? You are looking for death." Seeing the man in blue clothes and a gauze hat, Huangfu Yi knew that that man was the one who caused Yan Ziyue to fall off the cliff.

His eyes were always on the man in blue, and Yan Ziyue noticed this person just now, and she was a little confused. Why did she think this person is so familiar?

"Take it." While the three of them were a little hesitant, the old man spoke to the person behind him.

The three of them were quickly surrounded by people. No, it should be said that they were four, because Mu Xinying didn't know when she had joined Huangfu Yi and the others.

"Mu Xinying, don't you want your son's life?" The middle-aged man next to the old man's face turned extremely ugly when he saw Mu Xinying like this.

Mu Xinying's body stiffened and she wanted to compromise, but was pulled by Rong Jinghui and said in a low voice in her ear: "Don't worry, Binbin will be fine."

Mu Xinying turned her head and looked at Rong Jinghui. Although she didn't know where he got the confidence, she knew that this must be true. After all, he would not take this risk with his son's life.

The moment the Yan family took action, Yan Ziyue and the others also started. Yan Ziyue took out a new Blood Jade Xiao, a good weapon, plus the spiritual power that she could not compare with the past, for a moment, the Yan family couldn't even stand her voice attack.

When the middle-aged man saw Yan Ziyue like this, his face turned ugly, and he said in anger: "If I had known this, I would have strangled you to death."

Yan Ziyue's hand paused slightly, and the speed in her hand became faster. Seeing that the person on the other side was also full of murderous aura, Huangfu Yi sneered and curled the corners of his lips. Without further ado, he directly attacked the Yan family.

Those who were weaker had died before they met Huangfu Yi. Rong Jinghui looked at the scene with his eyes twitching, and said speechlessly to Mu Xinying beside him: "This is a pervert." He could not forget the movements in his hands while speaking.

The man in blue kept looking at Yan Ziyue through the gauze hat, standing there without moving, lowering his head slightly and wondering what he was thinking.

"My evil girl, die." The middle-aged man found the right opportunity, turned his fingers into claws, and directly grabbed Yan Ziyue.

Seeing this scene, the man in blue finally moved. He flashed and appeared in front of Yan Ziyue. He reached out and caught the middle-aged man's blow. The huge storm lifted the gauze hat he was wearing on his head.

"You dare to fight with me? Do you want to die?" The middle-aged man looked at the man in blue who caught him in anger.

Yan Ziyue looked at the person in front of her blankly. Who would tell her why the dead person appeared here? Or the person who once knocked her off the cliff.

"I won't let you hurt her again." The man in blue looked at the middle-aged man coldly, his eyes full of seriousness.

Yan Ziyue didn't know how she should react, so she slowly put down the Blood Jade Xiao, trembled her hand, and suddenly took off the gauze hat on the man in blue. The exposed face was not only shocked, but also Huangfu Yi, who noticed the movement, was also surprised.

"Yan Ziyang..." Yan Ziyue murmured softly, shook her head gently, with an expression of unwillingness to believe on her face.

The man in blue, that is, Yan Ziyang, trembled: "Sister, I..." Yan Ziyang wanted to explain, but Yan Ziyue was no longer willing to listen.

"Haha, it turns out that I've always been just a joke." Yan Ziyue laughed loudly, and seeing Yan Ziyang's expression was full of distrust.

She used to like this younger brother so much. When he died, she was sad for a long time, but now she sees this former person standing here alive. How can she accept this? How can she accept this?
Chapter completed!