But it also shows that [Guiyuan Immortal Sect] has a way to track her traces!

Even if Cheng Ping'an doesn't say it now, she will find a reason to move.

And move together with Chengjia Village.

After all, the villagers of Chengjia Village are descendants of the Cheng family.

So Murong Wanwan took this opportunity and agreed directly.

On the other side.

After hearing this, Cheng Ping'an felt relieved and said:

"That's good!"

"We will set out later without further ado."

However, this time Murong Wanwan did not nod, but shook her head and said:

"You guys go!"

"I'm here to accompany your father, and now your father can't stand the bumps!"

"I will go to find you after your father dies!"

Speaking of this, Murong Wanwan also noticed Cheng Ping'an's hesitation and continued:

"If you can't rest assured, let Qingyang stay and take care of us!"

Hearing this.

Cheng Ping'an also knew that this was the best solution now.

After all, my father is not long since he was killed, so he really can't get up. As for letting my mother leave my father with them, it's impossible.

After thinking about it, Cheng Ping'an nodded and said:

"After this time, Qingyang caused trouble, so let him take care of you two elders for a while on behalf of the younger generation."

"Yeah!" Murong Wanwan responded:

"Just do what!"

Immediately afterwards.

Cheng Ping'an's eyes fell on the familiar courtyard and said:

"Mom, I want to apologize to my father before leaving!"

"This decision is considered to be Ping An ashamed of his teaching!"

"alright!"

"Your father will understand you."

"Don't take it to heart."

"And your father can't stand the separation of life and death.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be no one to see yet."

While talking.

Murong Wanwan's afterwards couldn't help but glance at the closed door.

In the room, the old man sitting cross-legged on the bed was clearly printed in her heart.

'Why···

In order not to let Ping An find something strange, Ping An feels guilty again!’

Murong Wanwan sighed softly in her heart.

at the same time.

Cheng Ping'an, outside the courtyard, suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully to the direction of the room.

See this scene.

Murong Wanwan felt unbearable, and she wanted to tell Ping'an the truth.

But when she thought of the cruel truth that she could not practice, she still didn't say it when she spoke.

Immediately afterwards.

Murong Wanwan helped Cheng Ping'an up and comforted him:

"Don't worry!"

"The old man won't blame you."

Then, the mother and son comforted each other for a while, and Cheng Pingan endured the guilt in his heart and left.

Not long.

Cheng Ping'an and his family got on the carriage and left the village.

Murong Wanwan waited until the carriages left the village and disappeared from sight...

Only then did she withdraw her gaze.

As for safety on the road?

Murong Wanwan had never been worried. After all, there were several grandsons and granddaughters who had hidden cultivation.

There are several descendants of the Foundation Establishment Period, so Cheng Ping'an will never have any accidents.

Immediately.

After suppressing his reluctance in his heart, Murong Wanwan walked into the yard behind her, guarded outside the room, and protected the Dharma for her husband.

Not long.

Cheng Qingyang, who followed Cheng Ping'an's orders, walked into the yard and came to his grandmother.

Seeing this, Murong Wanwan said:

"It's enough to have me here!"

"You go and take care of those little guys!"

"The soul puppet in my palace is really hard to resist those little ancestors."

Speaking of this, Murong Wanwan's eyes were full of kindness and a soft smile was also on the corner of her mouth.

Immediately afterwards.

She said again:

"By the way, the tribes of the family in Jia Village will also be moved in a while. Then you can assist those tribes."

"Don't let them disturb the purity here!"

"yes!"

Cheng Qingyang nodded and bowed respectfully.

He then withdrew from the yard.

Half a quarter of an hour later...

In the room, the old man sitting cross-legged on the bed suddenly filled the body of the old man!

Then it spread outward toward the room.

Murong Wanwan, who was guarding outside the door, lowered her eyes and opened them suddenly, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes.

"Is your husband completely unsealing the seal?"

Although she was extremely happy, her movements were not slow.

after all.

The strange fragrance drifts away!

It will definitely be fragrant for a hundred miles.

In order not to happen, Murong Wanwan immediately waved her hand...

A transparent light curtain covers this room.

Just when Murong Wanwan set up a layer of magic cover...

In the room, the old man sitting cross-legged on the bed burst out with terrible blood.

It's like the scorching sun in the sky, making people unable to look directly at it.

In an instant!

The old man's body, which seemed to be about to decay, was constantly getting younger as if he had eaten a fairy pill.

Ninety years old!

Eighty years old!
To be continued...