Muyan gently stroked the soft and smooth cloth on his body, as if a long-term illusory picture appeared in his mind. The hand that men usually use to hold the sword, holding the needle and thread, clumsily and carefully mending the baby's clothes. Just a few times later, his movements became fluent and skilful, and the small clothes slowly took shape in his hands. The man raised his head and showed a show off smile to the quiet woman not far away. He stretched out his hand to shake his clothes. That smile, silly, with the supremacy of the devil is very different, but with no father in the world will have the pride and gentleness. Mu Yan felt that her heart suddenly became soft, and the resentment and hatred that had filled her heart turned into hot feelings at this moment. She heard herself say in a low voice, "thank you, Dad!" Thank you for everything you've done for me. Bang!! There was a loud noise outside the door. Xueji subconsciously looked up, and then the expression on her face gradually solidified to dull. What did she see just now?! They are great and arrogant, and their Supreme Lord has fallen down?! It's an illusion, isn't it?! It must be an illusion=== On the high roof of the palace, Yun Ruohan sat on the top, drinking wine and overlooking the whole magic city. As the elder martial brother of xiaoyaomen, he has always been upright, steady and self-sustaining. He wants to teach a few small people not to be too mischievous, so as not to become the target of public criticism and get hurt. From the moment master died, he told himself that he wanted to be the patron saint of xiaoyaomen and not let xiaoyaomen lose anyone. He needs to be strong and tough enough to keep everything in Xiaoyao gate and become the support of younger martial brothers and younger martial sisters. Even in pain, you can't cry. Even fear and sadness cannot be expressed. Even in despair, we can't give up. Otherwise, what should the younger martial sister, who is already suffering? Otherwise, when the xiaoyaomen gather, how can he pacify the other martial brothers? However, no one will know that if the cloud is cold, it will be painful and sad, and the cold night will be wrapped by despair. Little martial uncle! That's the little martial uncle who has accompanied them for decades! Even though they have been indifferent and indifferent, they have been saved and taught to grow up. Master is dead. If even the little martial uncle left them... Yun Ruohan raised his head and wanted to drink all the wine in the wine pot. However, in the middle of the journey, the bottle was robbed by a small hand. Yun Ruohan turned his head in surprise and saw a young girl who looked like she was only 15 or 16 years old. She was holding a wine pot and gulping down the wine in it“ It's delicious! "“ Good wine. I haven't had such a good wine for a long time The girl's soft voice is very vulgar. Yun Ruohan can't react for a moment. You Ruo glanced back at him, "what are you looking at me for? I don't want your wine? " She turned the wine pot upside down in her hand and showed a sly smile: "it's useless to give up. I've drunk it all!" The girl's cheeks were red and her apricot eyes were clean and hazy. Yun Ruohan pulled out from the sad and choking mood and said in a low voice, "you Ruo, how are you here?"“ My lord what, my Lord, do I look old? " Youruo glared at him, "and if you can be here, why can't I be here? You still have wine. Give it to me quickly