Chapter 148 Homecoming

Beijiang.

It was already late at night, and many people were fast asleep.

Suddenly, there seemed to be thunderous thunder rolling across the sky.

Is it going to rain?

After many people were awakened, this thought appeared in their hearts, then turned over and continued to sleep.

But many warriors opened their eyes almost at the same time.

And all were horrified.

Because at the same time they felt a powerful and unparalleled momentum approaching Beijiang.

who?

Who would be so domineering and powerful?

Many people have doubts in their minds.

In Zhenbei Martial Arts Hall, Tan Xiaoyu suddenly pushed open the door of his father's room and walked in with a shocked face.

"Father……."

Tan Dong was also awakened by a startle, and was sitting on the bedside with awe, and waved his hand when he saw his daughter come in.

"Needless to say, I already noticed it!"

A look of horror flashed in Tan Xiaoyu's eyes, "Is it... him?"

Tan Dong nodded, "Absolutely not wrong!"

Tan Xiaoyu was silent.

Tan Dong stood up, with admiration and respect in his eyes.

"He is back!"

That's right.

Xue An is back.

What he said was to bring An Yan home, naturally not to go back to Lingnan.

But back to Beijiang, back to their original home.

For this reason, Xue An traversed thousands of miles in just over an hour and rushed back to Beijiang overnight.

After landing on the ground, Xue An looked up at this dilapidated community, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

Once upon a time, he and An Yan lived here, leaving early and returning late every day to make a living.

But those days were happy.

Later, Xue An lived in many splendid houses, but none of them could give him the feeling of home.

Xue An opened the door and put An Yan, who was still asleep, on the bed, and her two daughters aside.

Just as he was about to get up, Xue An felt a hand tugging at him tightly.

Looking down, it was An Yan's hand.

Although in her sleep, An Yan's hands were clenched tightly.

At the same time, An Yan seemed to be dreaming.

"No...don't leave me, please...don't leave me!"

Xue An's nose was sore, she sniffed hard, leaned down and kissed An Yan,

Then she said softly in her ear: "I won't go, I won't go anywhere, I will always be with you in the days to come!"

An Yan gradually calmed down, the gloom on her forehead was much less, and she continued to fall asleep.

But Xue An kept this posture motionless, quietly looking at An Yan.

She is thin.

I lost a lot of weight!

And his face was a little pale.

It can be seen that in the past two years, she has had a very bad life!

Maybe I miss myself and these two little girls all day long.

Also being bullied.

Every time he thought about it, Xue An felt like a knife twisted in his heart.

Xue An lightly placed his hand on An Yan's arm, wanting to use his own cultivation to wash An Yan's marrow.

Can be sudden.

His face turned gloomy, his eyelids twitched wildly, and a chilling killing intent surged out.

Because he found that An Yan's root bone was sealed.

This means that An Yan will not be able to cultivate.

And the breath on this seal is very strange, like a god but not a god, and it is also mixed with a mysterious and powerful power.

With Xue An's current cultivation level, he was not sure that he could break the seal without harming An Yan.

Xue An took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

In any case, even if he goes to the ground, he will catch the person who sealed his wife's bones, and then smash her to ashes.

In addition, An Yan's body is normal, except that he looks haggard because of day and night thoughts,

There are no other injuries.

Xue An checked it very carefully. He even used the power of his source and his supreme spiritual sense to give An Yan a comprehensive physical examination little by little.

The night passed.

The morning sun shines in.

An Yan's eyelids twitched slightly, then slowly opened.

The first thing that caught my eye was Xue An's smiling face.

An Yan was startled, then closed her eyes again, and said with a crying voice: "I'm dreaming again, right? Why can't I forget you? I always dream of you again and again, and then wake up again and again!"

These words completely shattered Xue An's defenses.

He thought that three thousand years of practice had made his heart like a rock.

But An Yan easily defeated those so-called Dao Hearts.

Xue An tried his best not to cry, and smiled slightly: "Yan'er, I didn't dream this time, it's really me, I'm back!"

An Yan secretly opened a crack in disbelief, as if afraid that Xue An would disappear.

Xue An stretched out his hand, scratched An Yan's nose, and smiled helplessly, "Don't believe it? It's really me!"

An Yan jumped up from the bed and threw herself into Xue An's arms.

Xue An stroked her slightly trembling back, her face full of guilt.

At the same time, An Yan suddenly bit Xue An's chest, exhausting all her strength.

The pain struck, but Xue An laughed.

"Wife, it's really me, this time it's really not an illusion!"

The voice fell.

An Yan burst into tears.

While crying, he beat Xue An's chest hard.

"Why did you come back now...four years...where have you been in four years? They say you are dead, but I don't believe it, because you said...will make me the happiest bride, you This big liar! Big liar!" An Yan said almost hysterically.

Xue An let her fist hit him, his face full of distress.

"What happened in the past four years is a very long story. I will tell you all!" Xue An did not finish his sentence.

Because An Yan kissed him on the lips.

Three thousand years of time were reversed at this moment.

Xue An's eyes gradually softened, as if returning to the time when he and An Yan first met.

Crying, sadness, all gradually disappeared.

What remains is only endless romance.

It seemed like a century had passed in the kiss, and it seemed like the blink of an eye.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

A milky voice sounded.

An Yan froze suddenly, then slowly turned around and looked at the two sleepy-eyed little girls who had just woken up.

An Yan hadn't even seen them once after she was born.

four years ago.

How cruel for a mother.

An Yan shook her hands and gently stroked the faces of Xue Xiang and Xue Nian.

"You... who is the elder sister, who is the younger sister?"

"I'm my sister!" Xue Xiang said.

"I'm my sister!" Xue Nian said.

An Yan smiled, a smile full of sadness.

"Are you... our mother?" Xue Xiang asked timidly.

An Yan nodded vigorously, "Yes! I am mother!"

Xue Xiang and Xue Nian's big eyes filled with tears, they threw themselves into An Yan's arms, and said very aggrieved: "Mom, why have you never come to see us! We thought you didn't want us anymore!"

An Yan shook her head, her face full of guilt and bitterness, "Why would my mother not want you? What my mother thinks about most every day is you!"

Saying that, An Yan took out two shiny porcelain dolls that had been rubbed from her pocket.

"When I miss you, I will take this out. Look, the one with one pigtail is thinking, and the one with two pigtails is Nian Nian!"