Chapter 1651

In the hall, the old man who hurriedly ran out was the head of yecha clan, LAN Xuelong, Yang Feng's grandfather and LAN Jiuye's mother.

When Yang Feng saw LAN Xuelong, he only felt very sad, because his grandfather was over 60 years old, but he looked extremely old, as if he were 80 or 90 years old. The reason why his grandfather was so old was because the yecha family was in a very bad situation.

Hoo Hoo!

Qingfeng is slowly, Yang Feng wants to kneel down, respectfully kowtow to LAN Xuelong, and then call Grandpa. This old man is his only relative, but in order to hide his identity, Yang Feng has to hold back his inner sadness.

"Ha ha!"

LAN Xuelong smiled and came to them and said, "two benefactors, you are LAN lver's benefactor, my benefactor, and the benefactor of our LAN family."

Unexpectedly, Grandpa LAN Xuelong paid so much attention to LAN lver, which is beyond Yang Feng's preparatory course.

But it's normal, because LAN luer is a genius. He is young. At the age of 20, he is the eight fold realm of the yuan God. At such an age, he has such accomplishments. Even in the outside world, he is also a genius. Moreover, the yecha family has few cultivation resources due to oppression.

With LAN lver's talent, if he is in the large door of the first world, it is estimated that his current cultivation is higher.

"Patriarch!"

After a crisp voice came, LAN lver came out of the hall and said, "they are my benefactors. You must be grateful to them."

"Ha ha, this is natural."

LAN Xuelong smiled and said respectfully, "two little friends, please enter the hall quickly."

"Clan leader LAN, please first." Yang Feng bowed slightly and stretched out his hand.

After several people entered the hall, LAN Xuelong asked Yang Feng to take a seat, but he refused, so he sat on the VIP seat. LAN lver stood behind the patriarch, always smiling and looking at Yang Feng and Saint Laurent.

"Two benefactors, I haven't asked your name yet?" LAN Xuelong smiled.

"Clan leader LAN, you'd better call us little friends. It's more natural. My name is Zhang San, and the woman next to me is my girlfriend, Roland fairy."

Yang Feng didn't want to reveal his identity because he was worried about causing unnecessary trouble.

"Zhang San!"

"Fairy Roland!"

LAN Xuelong silently read it once, and then said to them, "you are from the outside."

"Yes." Yang Feng nodded.

"Excuse me, two little friends, have you ever heard of a man named LAN Jiuye."

LAN Xuelong looked at Yang Feng with eager eyes. He wanted to know the whereabouts of his daughter. After the rebellion of the eight kings, the yecha family lost contact with the outside world. People in his family could not leave the world, so he didn't know the whereabouts of his daughter.

Yang Feng was silent for a moment and said, "I've heard that Lan Jiuye was once the head of the eight kings. Later, she launched the rebellion of the eight kings. Later, she disappeared and disappeared."

Yang Feng did not dare to tell Grandpa the news of his mother's death, because grandpa was in poor health. He was worried that Grandpa could not bear the blow.

Alas!

LAN Xuelong sighed, and the desolate voice came and said, "Lan Jiuye is my daughter. I miss her very much, but now her life and death are unknown. I want to see her very much, but I can't leave here."

While talking, LAN Xuelong's old eyes stared at the distance. His eyes seemed to see through the world and felt eager to see through.

Every father loves his children very much, so LAN Xuelong misses his daughter very much.

Seeing Grandpa's eager look, Yang Fengfu felt heavy and tingling. He wanted to tell his identity, but now is not the time.

"Two little friends, if you leave here and go back to the outside world, please help me find out the whereabouts of your daughter. After that, please tell me. The old man, I will repay your kindness as an ox and a horse."

LAN Xuelong's words are true, because he wants to see LAN Jiuye very much.

People always want to kiss!

Old people miss their children very much.

"Don't worry, I promise you, if I leave here and go back to the outside world, I will inquire about your daughter's whereabouts." Yang Feng promised.

"Thank you so much."

LAN Xuelong stood up and bowed deeply to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng immediately got up and saluted, "don't do this. We are young people and can't accept your big gift."

Saint Laurent also stood up and said respectfully, "clan leader LAN, we are the younger generation. You can't salute us like this, because we can't afford it."

"Two little friends, in addition, I'd like you to inquire about someone for me." The old voice of LAN blood dragon came again.

"Clan leader LAN, who else do you want to ask?" Yang Feng asked.

LAN Xuelong said in a low voice with tears: "I have a nephew named Yang Feng. I don't know his whereabouts or whether he is still in the world. I want you to ask him for help. If you can help me find him and bring him news, I'm willing to share all the wealth of LAN family with you. Unfortunately, my poor grandson, his father has... "

LAN Xuelong burst into tears. He knew about Yang Jiuding's death, but LAN Jiuye fell. He didn't know, because the battle of soul river had just happened.

Yang Feng was very moved. He didn't expect grandpa to miss and value himself so much.

At this moment, he really wanted to kneel on his knees in front of Grandpa LAN Xuelong and tell his identity, but he still held back.

"Clan leader LAN, I promise you that after you leave here in the future, I will help you inquire about Yang Feng, find him and bring him to you."

Yang Feng's heart is bitter, because the only relative in the world is in front of him, but he can't recognize each other and reveal his identity now.

"No, no, no!"

LAN Xuelong shook his head anxiously and said, "I just need to know whether he is well. Don't bring him. I don't want him to be involved in this danger."

A man came in from the outside, holding a tray with two green fruits on it.

LAN Xuelong took the tray and said to Yang Feng: "two little friends, my family is poor and not what it used to be. I don't have a valuable gift for you. These two green fruits are my little thoughts. Please take them."

Green Pluto!

This is a treasure. Yang Feng once heard that this kind of fruit is the divine fruit of the yecha family. It can only mature once in 300 years. Moreover, the whole yecha family has only one Qingming fruit tree and only 50 fruits in 300 years.

However, the fruit is of little use to Saint Laurent or Yang Feng.

Because Yang Feng has become a quasi saint, and Saint Roland is also the twelve realm of Yuanshen.

"Clan leader LAN, this is too valuable. You'd better take it back. We deserve it."

Yang Feng refused immediately. He didn't want or have the heart to do so. Qingmingguo is useless to them, but it is useful to other people of yecha family.

Moreover, the yecha family has long been different. Grandpa LAN Xuelong can take out such a gift to himself, which is the greatest limit.

"Two little friends, don't you dislike it?" LAN Xuelong asked.

"No!"

Yang Feng shook his head and said seriously, "it's too valuable for us to take. If you really want to thank us, arrange a residence for us and let us stay here for two days."

"Two little friends, it's not that I don't want to keep you, but that my family is in trouble now. I don't want to trouble you. Therefore, after you accept these two green fruits, please leave quickly."

LAN Xuelong waved helplessly and sighed.

"Clan leader LAN, what's the trouble of yecha now? Maybe I can help you." Yang Feng said.

"Little friend, it's not that I don't believe you, but that this matter is very important. I'm afraid you'll be involved, so you'd better leave."

LAN Xuelong didn't want to implicate the two strangers. He was kind-hearted and didn't want to implicate the innocent.

But he didn't know that the young man in front of him was his nephew Yang Feng.

"Clan leader LAN, don't you believe us?" Yang Feng said.

LAN Xuelong said seriously, "two little friends, it's not that I don't believe you, but the crisis facing our family. The person behind it is a terrible saint."

"That saint should be Liu Tianhe. He has a friendship with my sect. Maybe I can help you."

In order to stay, Yang Feng lied. In fact, he didn't know Liu Tianhe.

"Seriously?" LAN Xuelong asked.

"Absolutely true." Yang Feng nodded.

LAN Xuelong was overjoyed, got up and bowed and said, "little friend, if your sect really has some friendship with Liu Tianhe and begged you to help my yecha people, I don't dare to ask too much. Just this time, my yecha people can die less, and I'll be satisfied."

LAN lver stood aside, looking a little strange. Although she knew that Yang Feng had no friendship with Liu Tianhe, she didn't dare to tell the patriarch, so she was very contradictory.

"Clan leader LAN, I heard that Liu Tianhe is going to detain 100000 people from the holy land of the yecha family to the sage hall?" Yang Feng asked.

"Alas!"

LAN Xuelong sighed and said, "yes, it's true, and the people of Liu Tianhe are about to reach my holy land. At that time, please intercede. If you can reduce the number by half, I'll be grateful."

"Why does Liu Tianhe need so many people every time?" Yang Feng asked curiously.

"It's a long story. Since you are outside, you must know Jinwu desert?" LAN Xuelong asked.

"It is a desert without vitality. It is said that 100000 years ago, the desert was an oasis with tens of millions of people living. However, later, the emperor of heaven took the old mantra king and thousands of mantra signers to set up a million soul killing array for the soul river. Overnight, tens of millions of people in the oasis died, and the earth became a desert, thus giving birth to the soul river." Yang Feng said.

"Yes, in fact, the curse of the yecha family, the curse of the ancient curse king and the soul River can be figured out." LAN Xuelong said.

"Clan leader LAN, what is the connection between the three?" Yang Feng asked.

"It's a long story."

LAN Xuelong sighed. Because Yang Feng wanted to help him, LAN Xuelong came together.

In the room, Yang Feng and Saint Laurent are quietly listening to the story of LAN Xuelong.