MTL - I Am Supreme-Chapter 61 The so-called "father and son" conversation

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Yun Yang returned to Yunfu and was in a depressed mood. The order was put on the chest, but it made his heart feel a burst of burning.

"I hope we can see each other again in the future." Yun Yang’s eyes are firm: "It will definitely make you old and enjoy the family!"

"Master, you must take care."

He stepped into the house step by step, and his mood had not been adjusted. He saw Lao Mei look strangely at himself.

And in the yard, there is another person standing back to him.

Yun Yang’s eyes flashed and he suddenly knew.

"Old plum, go on," Yunhou said softly.

"Yes."

Although Lao Mei is very curious about what the relationship between the father and the son is, I want to stay here to see it. However, Yunhou said that let him go down, but he can't stop.

"You are back, how is the matter doing?" Yun Yang smiled very easily.

"Yes, it's very smooth." Yunhou is also very casual smile, turned around, his eyes looked a little weird and looked at Yunyang: "The heads of the eight barbarian tribes in the Southern Wilderness have been killed by me. Now, At least in the southwest direction, there is no leader in the group."

Yun Yang explored his breath and his eyes were strange.

I just asked. And this is your own thing, tell me?

I have not let you do these things...

"How are you during this time?" Yunhou said.

"I am still okay, still the same." Yun Yang has a road to take a ride: "In any case, live is very chic."

Yunhou smiled: "As long as you don't mess things up."

Yun Yang laughed and said: "Would you like to go out again this time?"

Yunhou screwed his eyebrows and said: "A few days, I have to go to the grassland."

grassland.

Yun Yang sighed, said; "The grassland is no worse than the South, and there are countless masters. Be careful."

"That is natural."

This strange pair of 'father and son', when the blasphemy is not guilty, when the son does not look like a son, but rather like a pair of friends who respect each other, meet each other, do not salty and say two words.

After a few words, the two actually felt nothing to say.

"I go to sleep." Yun Yang said.

"Go, oh, yes, there is something, I have to ask you." Yunhou called Yun Yang: "In fact, I have always been very curious, your identity. Since three years ago, you saved me outside the fortress. Life, I know, you are definitely not an ordinary person."

"But...what are you in the end?" Yun Hou’s eyes had the ultimate confusion: "At that time, you asked me to arrange this identity for you. I will tell you the reason after three years. Now, it has been three years."

Yun Yang stunned, and then smiled bitterly, saying: "Yunhou is a rich and idle person; and, almost no one knows that Yunhou’s true identity is the son of the emperor in the past... and today’s Majesty is a pro brothers."

Yunhou snorted.

"So Yunhou has always been swaying in the rivers and lakes, and he has not entered the pilgrimage; but he has always been doing things for the interests of the Yutang Empire. When he was assassinated, Yunhou’s help was not at the same time, but his brother’s Pay attention to it in time."

"As a result, I gave you an excuse to seal you out as a foreigner. When the emperor named you for a long time, I just didn't want you to step into it..."

"But Yunhou was in distress three years ago, but some people were framed. And I was also at that time, and I was able to help Yunhou with one hand; it was even more envious of the newspaper, to come to the identity of this son of Yunhou."

Yun Yang said: "I said that I told you the truth three years later. I have said this sentence."

Yun Hou looked at him with a burning look.

Yun Yang suddenly said such a paragraph, Yun Hou believes that he is not casually speaking, since this statement is made at this festival, it must be useful.

"Yunhou is for the Yutang. This is something that no one can deny." Yunyang said safely; "I have the same point as Yunhou, that is... born as a Yutang person, and died as a jade-tang ghost."

Yunhou’s face is a little bit stunned.

"But the truth still can't tell you all. Because, now...not the time." Yun Yang looked up and his eyes looked directly at Yunhou: "I can only tell you that I have a relationship with the nine-day order."

Yun Hou’s body stunned.

The eyes suddenly burst into a hot look, and the attitude suddenly appeared to be respected: "The nine-day order of the nine adults?"

Yun Yang’s eyes flashed a bit: "I am a dark child, Yunhou knows this, it is enough."

Dark child!

Yunhou heart will lead the gods.

The darkest of the nine-day order, that is to say, absolutely must not let anyone know.

"I understand." Yun Houdao: "If there is anything, I can shoot."

Yun Yang said: "If there is something really, it will never be polite. But now, or for a long time, I still need this identity."

"I can save it."

Yunhou’s eyes are hot: “Since it’s the thing of the nine great people, it’s the story of everyone in Yutang. Please rest assured that I will never reveal this secret when I’m in the air.”

Yun Yang nodded and whispered; "However, Yunhou himself should pay attention to it; the children under his age have grown up... They all began to have their own ideas, so Yunhou here..."

Yun Hou sighed and nodded gently.

Yun Yang also sighed.

The darkest of the nine-day order.

Now, Yun Hou must dispel any doubts, so Yun Yang has set such an identity for himself. On the one hand, Yun Yang believes in this cloud, and will never reveal his secrets.

Second, even if Yunhou reveals his identity as a "nine-day scorpion", Yunyang has countless ways to get out.

So he has no scruples.

"Going to the grassland in a few days?"

"After ten days."

"Also, you can avoid the whirlpool in Beijing."

"Well, however, before you go out, you have to meet your side." Yunhou frowned: "Several emperors are so tossed, the Yutang Empire is just like a storm.... If you go on, can you have a good thing? You have to converge. it is good."

Yun Yang smiled faintly and did not speak.

But in my heart, the Emperor’s Majesty is now dying for this. Do you want to say that it’s not on the fire? It seems that this Yun Hou really does not have a few political minds.

After saying a few words, Yunhou then took out a parcel from his arms and said: "This is in the southern Xinjiang, inadvertently encountered a beast, after defeating it, found that this guy guards a **** ganoderma I took half of it and let my repairs rush into the Nine Heavens from the peak of the eight products..."

"This is the other half." Yun Houdao: "I know that your body has a problem. When you saved me three years ago, it was already a mysterious triple peak. But now, it is less than three heavens... maybe this Things can help you."

Yun Yang was silent for a moment, feeling green and green, and wanted to refuse and nodded. "Thank you."

"Polite." Yunhou gently patted him on the shoulder: "I will enter the palace tomorrow morning, and I will go to a few friends' homes in the afternoon. In these few days, I will not be at home."

Yun Yang said: "Before you leave, meet me."

"it is good."

If the conversation between the "father and son" in the eyes of others is heard by others, it will definitely fall into the eye.

Yun Yang was about to go back, and suddenly remembered one thing: "That, the Emperor’s Majesty knows, my business?" He remembered the meeting in the old Marshal’s Mansion that night.

If the Emperor knows the inside story, he should not be the attitude to himself.

Sure enough, Yunhou replied: "He doesn't know. Since I promised you, then, this secret, in this world, only two of us know!"

"That's good."

......

Yun Yang returned to the room and went to rest.

Yunhou stood outside in the night, his eyes staring at a flower tree around him, his eyes flashing in a thoughtful look.

"Dark?"

He smiled faintly, thinking about lightning in his heart: According to Lao Mei's observation during this period, Yun Yang has a relationship with the nine-day order. This is definitely no doubt. However, his identity should be higher...

What is the identity, but not sure.

And the cautiousness of this guy has reached the point where it is at its peak.

At his hand, only Laomei is such a person who can be used on the bright side, but he is able to completely bury Laomei in the drum after everything has been done... This mind is also respectable. Terrible.

He has been indulging for a moment.

I went to the room of Laomei.

"Old Mei, in the future, you will follow Yunyang son with all your heart." Yunhou said with a light hand: "Nothing more, no need to report to me."

Lao Meidao: "Yes, son."

Yunhou sighed: "At the beginning, the three of you and I were swaying with the rivers and lakes. Now you are only left with yourself... With Yunyang, you can be safer, not like following me, I have been drifting away."

Lao Mei’s eyes are a little moist: “The son, Mei asked the sword to die and will not regret it.”

"I know, just, in my life, I am afraid I will never settle down..." Yunhou sighed with a sigh: "Yun Yang is a big man. You follow him, I rest assured you, and I am relieved."

Lao Mei squinted, and some confused asked: "The son, the Yunyang son, is really not your son?"

Yunhou smiled bitterly; "I really want to fake the real thing, recognize him as my son, but obviously, there is no possibility."

Old Mei sighed.

......

Yun Yang went back to the room and his mood was calm. The four little guys saw him back, one climbed out of the bed, one climbed out from somewhere on the top of the bed, and the other jumped from the beam, the last one, from The book that was placed on the Yunyang table climbed out...

"Hey..."

"Hey..."

Yun Yang almost smiled.

These little guys can really hide; but how can a cat in the book on the table hide a cat? Yun Yang used to open it and saw that the middle part of the one-foot-thick "Tian Xuan mainland emperor will be a big biography" has actually been lighted up. Closing the book is still a good book.

But when it opens, there is a big hole! Moreover, the shape is the same as the shape of a cat squatting, just lying in the seams...

"Rely!"

Yun Yang is eye-catching. Really hide!

When I opened the claws of the three swallowing leopards, I saw that the claws were sharp like a knife and a knife, and the twinkling of the silky hair, a command: "Catch me in this chair."

"brush!"

puff!

A fist-sized little guy is playing games with himself as a master, and a paw is rushing out. The hard rosewood chair has a cat-sized hole.

"Hey!"

Yun Yang scalp a hemp.