Chapter 1810 The Man of Heaven

The image slowly zoomed in, and it was about to see the appearance of a person. Suddenly, the halo above fluctuated and dispersed like a wave of water.

"Cough!" Jun Yueze's face turned pale, but his lips were blushing, as if blood would overflow.

"Master! How are you?" Ji Weicheng supported Jun Yueze worriedly, wanting to send him spiritual power, but he didn't dare.

Because he knew that Jun Yueze's body could not bear the spiritual power of a martial artist or monk at all.

Taotie blinked and said, "What happened?"

Jun Yueze took out a pill and took it, his face returned to normal color, "I can't tell her specific location, I can only roughly know that she is in the southwest of Qingyun Realm."

"Master, your divination has never happened before." Ji Weicheng worried, "What's going on?"

Jun Yueze's expression was still indifferent, but there was a little more thought in his eyes, "There are only two situations in which I can't divination, one is that this person is deeply involved with me, and I can't divination myself; the other Yes, this person controls the fortune of heaven and earth far more and deeper than me."

"She's the real one!"

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In the north of the Myriad Beast Forest in the Dark Cloud Realm, in a remote valley, Xi Yue landed on the grass with An Lingyao and others.

As soon as An Lingyao landed, he blew the whistle.

Soon, several figures in the depths of the valley hurried over.

"Yao'er, didn't I ask you to escort Yan'er to Yaoyue Palace? Why are you here... Yan'er?! You, why are you back?"

An Lingyan knelt down towards the person who came, and said in a choked voice, "Grandpa, it's all Yan'er's fault, so you can't even go home."

Xi Yue's eyes fell on the person who came, which was an old man with gray hair.

Although the cultivation base is a distraction period, the whole person looks extremely old, and there is deep pain and fatigue in the bottom of his eyes.

An Lingyan called him grandfather, so, is he An Lingyue's father, the outsider of his body, Lingyang?

Xi Yue's eyes were a bit complicated, and her heart felt as if something was pressing down.

These people may be the only blood relatives she and Xiaochi have left in this world, but these relatives are not doing well now.

An Lingyang helped An Lingyan up with red eyes, and learned the cause and effect from An Lingyao's mouth.

When he heard that An Lingshuang and his wife were killed by the Jinwu tribe, An Lingyang couldn't bear it any longer and burst into tears.

"How can this happen? How can this happen?" Following Anlingyang, Anling came to Anling and cried bitterly, "What did our Anling family do wrong? Why did God treat us like this?"

An Lingyuan was the father of An Lingyao and the elder brother of An Lingshuang.

He has loved this sister very much since he was a child, and this sister is also well-behaved, sensible and filial to the family, but he did not expect to end up like this.

How can I keep him from resentment?

An Lingyao supported his father and choked up: "Father, grandpa, don't be sad, at least Junjun and An An are still alive, and aunt and uncle still have descendants. There is still hope for our Anling family."

An Lingyang staggered to the side of the two comatose children, gently stroked the heads of his grandson and granddaughter, and burst into tears.

He spiritually probed the bodies of the two children, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yaoer, Yaner, luckily you got there in time, otherwise Junjun and Anan would also suffer misfortune. They were seriously injured, but now they can Slowly getting better, it's a miracle."