Yang Yiyun's words fell behind, which made both Zhao Nan and Dugu Wuqing feel relieved. Now that I think about it, they also listened to Lu Xuexi's words and settled in me first.
They naturally understand who Yang Yiyun is, how could they drive away the sisters of the Lu family who have made great contributions to Yunmen?
As for Lu Xuexi, after hearing Yang Yiyun's words, her whole body was shocked. She knew that she was delusional. In the final analysis, after all these years, she had already regarded herself as a member of Yunmen in her heart.
Everyone has a weakness deep in their hearts. Lu Xuexi seems hot and straightforward, but in fact he has a bottom line of freedom in his heart.
Hearing Yang Yiyun's words "I have long regarded your sisters as relatives" in my ears instantly caused huge waves in Lu Xuexi's heart.
Their sisters have long since lost their relatives, and the term relatives is a kind of lookout for them.
But now Yang Yiyun said that they had long regarded their sisters as relatives. When he spoke, Lu Xuexi looked into Yang Yiyun's eyes and felt the sincerity of his every word.
Yang Yiyun is not just talking.
With tears in Lu Xuexi's eyes, she bowed deeply to Yang Yiyun and said: "Mr. Xuexi thought too much about the atonement. Since Mr. brought us sisters out of the resistance cave, it may have been a rebirth for us sisters.
Today, our sisters swear that from now on, we will be Yunmen people in our lives, and we will be Yunmen ghosts in death. We are willing to do our best for Yunmen until the end of our lives. "
Hua Luo bowed down in front of Yang Yiyun.
"Get up quickly, you know that I don't pay attention to politeness, so I can't think too much about it in the future, you see, they are going to eat me." Yang Yiyun smiled and helped Lu Xuexi up, and looked at Zhao Nan and Dugu Wuqing jokingly.
The latter glared at Yang Yiyun fiercely.
"Yes, Sister Lu, we will all be family and good sisters." Zhao Nan stepped forward and grabbed Lu Xuexi's arm and said.
Dugu Wuqing didn't speak, but there was a light of joy on his face.
However, when Yang Yiyun heard Zhao Nan talking to Lu Xuexi, he felt strange in his heart, and muttered to himself: "Is it implied by the empress Zhenggong? Hehe."
I want to think about it, but Yang Yiyun knows that this is impossible. The current Lu family sisters have two souls, and the two sisters are in the same body. If they want to think about it, they will separate their souls and have their own bodies. It's time to be independent.
Just as a few people were talking, there were hurried footsteps outside the door.
Yang Yiyun moved Brick in his heart and looked, but found that Chen Qibian and Lao Fang, the alchemy masters of Yunmen, walked in with excited faces.
"Master~"
The two worshiped from afar.
Some people in Yunmen didn't know about the news of Yang Yiyun's return last night, but Chen Qibian and Lao Fang only learned about it from Li Dayi in the morning, and rushed over to see Yang Yiyun.
"Lao Fang, Lao Chen, get up quickly." Yang Yiyun quickly helped them up.
"Master, we" The two were so excited that they could not speak when they saw Yang Yiyun come back safely.
"Sir~"
"Sir~"
Immediately afterwards, Wu Moqiu brought his sisters Wu Moxia and Qiao Fu to appear in the courtyard.
"Get up, get up~"
Yang Yiyun was very excited to see these old Yunmen friends again after six years.
Immediately afterwards, a pig-killing howl sounded: "Brother-in-law, you are back~"
The corners of Yang Yiyun's mouth twitched immediately when he heard this voice. After six years, he was still familiar with this voice. It was Zhao Nan's cheap brother Zhao Wuling.
Looking at Zhao Nan out of the corner of her eye, she also saw black lines on her face. Obviously, Zhao Nan was also full of helplessness towards his cousin.
At the beginning, both Zhao Nan and Dugu Wuqing told him that they wanted their children to enter Yunmen to practice, Yang Yiyun naturally agreed, anyway, they are all the children of the ancient martial arts family with a solid foundation, as long as they have good conduct.
Zhao Wuling is considered to be the first batch of children from aristocratic families who entered Yunmen to practice, and this guy often regards himself as Yang Yiyun's big brother-in-law and enjoys himself.
Looking up and driving, it turned out that Zhao Wuling was running towards Yang Yiyun with a look of wanting to kill you.
"Stop~"
Yang Yiyun didn't want to hug a big man like Zhao Wuling.
"Ahem~ Brother-in-law, it's good that you come back safely. You don't know that since you disappeared in the Changbai secret place, I led people to dig three feet to find you for a whole year" Zhao Wuling exaggerated and began to think about Yang Yiyun Take credit.
"Zhao Wuling, can you shut up, don't you see other people still behind you?" Zhao Nan couldn't help scolding this cousin with black lines all over his face.
"Uh~ I'm looking for my brother-in-law to catch up on the old days. ?Zhao Wuling is quite afraid of Zhao Nan, the younger sister, especially after Zhao Nan's identity is the empress of Yunmen, she is even more afraid to provoke this younger sister.
muttering, Zhao Wuling finally stood aside in embarrassment.
Yang Yiyun smiled and naturally understood that this kid is Xiao Jiujiu who wants to benefit, no matter whether his words are exaggerated or not, as long as he is now a disciple of Yunmen, Yang Yiyun will naturally treat him as one of his own.
Seeing Zhao Wuling deflated, Yang Yiyun was a little amused, and whispered to him: "Don't complain, kid, I'll give you a credit, and I'll give you something good later."
Zhao Wuling's eyes brightened when he heard this, and he nodded repeatedly.
At this time, wave after wave of people came to see Yang Yiyun, the head of the sect, returned. The vast majority of these people were the eighty-six casual cultivators that Feng Tianya brought back to join the cloud sect.
Seeing these people, Yang Yiyun couldn't help but think of Feng Tianya, his great apprentice Dugu Hui, his third apprentice Wu Jian, and others. They should be somewhere in the mountain and sea world now, and I hope they can be together.
Six years ago, these casual cultivators of ancient warriors were no longer what they used to be. Many of them stepped into the Foundation Establishment, and some of the best among them even reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment. This made Yang Yiyun very happy.
After receiving these disciples, Yang Yiyun took a bath and had a meal, waiting for a few women to arrive.
In the next two days, Lin Huan, Bu Qingmei, Ouyang Yuqing, Ning He, and Yuan Jinfeng came in the evening of the second day, but she didn't come back from abroad, but went to grandpa's house with her mother a few days ago, After learning of Yang Yiyun's return, he left his mother and returned to Yunmen.
Several women came back one after another, so it was inevitable that there would be a love affair. Let's not talk about it for now, but Lin Huan received a call from Liu Lingling, saying that the company in Europe was too busy to come.
Yang Yiyun sighed in his heart: "After all, as the old man said, she is becoming more and more deserted."
Although she couldn't help but feel disappointed, Yang Yiyun didn't force it, as long as she likes, let her go, saying that the company is too busy is just an excuse, Yang Yiyun knows that Liu Lingling may be deliberately avoiding him.
The next night everyone was there. Yang Yiyun is now following the behavior of ordinary people and asking himself to eat three times a day. He called everyone to eat.
Liu Xiqi, Li Dayi, Lao Fang, Chen Qibian, younger sister Yang Shanshan, Wu Moqiu sisters plus Qiao Fu three ghost cultivators, Lu Xuexi, Qiu Yun, and a woman brought back from the financial city by Yang Yiyun, who has a single-attribute fire-type spiritual root Su Jin .
Because he was brought by Yang Yiyun, his status in Yunmen is higher than that of ordinary disciples, and he has been learning alchemy from Lao Fang's side. He worshiped Lao Fang as his teacher three years ago. He is a single-line spiritual root, born an alchemist, and has followed Lao Fang to become a key disciple of the Yunmen alchemist.
The others were naturally Yang Yiyun's women, except for Liu Lingling who was not present, they were all present.
After dinner, Yang Yiyun got up and said: "Everyone has worked hard in the past few years since I was away. When I came back from the world of mountains and seas, I brought some small gifts for everyone. Everyone has a share."
With a wave of his hand while speaking, dozens of spirit peaches appeared on the table, and the huge aura of heaven and earth filled the hall immediately. The people present were at least at the early stage of foundation establishment, so they could naturally feel the majestic aura emanating from the spirit peaches. His eyes became hot.
"You're welcome, everyone takes one, but basically don't rush to take it, it's easy to bear it. After tomorrow, I will find a paradise for everyone. It is just a retreat. I will announce the specific matters tomorrow." Yang Yiyun said with a smile.
Listening to Yang Yiyun's words, everyone was polite and everyone picked up one.
At this time, grandma suddenly said: "The eldest grandson helped grandma go to the room for a while. I am old and have poor memory and forgot my reading glasses."
Listening to grandma's words, Yang Yiyun suddenly wanted to laugh. After he recuperated her body, her eyes would naturally not have presbyopia, and grandma's eyes have always been good. Wherever she wears presbyopic glasses, she clearly has something to say.
However, he naturally wouldn't say it.
After entering the room, grandma said directly: "Take out your things to grandma, grandma is going to propose marriage to you tonight, ask a few girls what they mean."
After Yang Yiyun was stunned for a moment, his heart also felt hot, and he took out six space artifacts, including bracelets, space belts, hairpins, and rings, all of which were his spoils, originally prepared for a few women.
"Okay, you go out and ask some girls to come in."
"Uh~ Grandma, I I don't care about it~" Yang Yiyun was still very worried. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com