Chapter 4370

Standing in front of Jiang Yun, it is naturally his parents, Jiang Qiuyang and Feng Wuyan!

Looking at Jiang Yun kneeling in front of him, the husband and wife are still petrified. They don't move for a long time.

Until a moment passed, Feng Wuyan's body suddenly trembled, hurried forward, stretched out his hands and grasped Jiang Yun's arms.

With a grip, the tears in Feng Wuyan's eyes suddenly fell down, and he said in a trembling voice, "it's not a dream, it's not a dream, you're real, you're really a cloud, cloud!"

Feeling his mother's exhausted efforts, he seemed afraid that he would disappear. He held the palm of his arms, and Jiang Yun slowly raised his head.

Looking at his mother's face in front of him, Jiang Yun opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word at all. Tears rolled in his eyes.

Jiang Yun is no stranger to this face.

Because he had seen it vaguely when he died, especially in the memory of his father.

But this face is very strange to Jiang Yun.

Because he has no memory of the first life, and his life, as well as the growth of the previous 98 lives, are not accompanied by this face.

Fortunately, a slight cough came from Jiang Yun's ear, which made him quickly turn his head and look at the coughing man.

Naturally, he saw a picture. Although he tried to keep calm, his eyes were already ruddy. In his eyes, he was looking at his father with kindness and dignity!

After Jiang Qiuyang closed his eyes slightly, he immediately opened his eyes and said, "yun'er, get up!"

"Wuyan, if you have anything to say, let the children come in and say it!"

Jiang Qiuyang's words finally made Jiang Yun and Feng Wuyan return to their senses.

Jiang Yun stood up, stretched out his hands, held his mother's arm in turn, and said softly, "Mom, let's enter the house!"

This "mother" made Feng Wuyan's tears roll down, but he tried his best to widen his eyes. His eyes were like fixed on Jiang Yun's face and nodded repeatedly: "good, good, good!"

Jiang Qiuyang turned first and walked into the house.

When Jiang Yun held his mother, followed by him, and also stepped into the house, Jiang Qiuyang turned his back to Jiang Yun and said, "yun'er, close the door. Is there any way to close the house and don't let outsiders know what happened here?"

For his father, Jiang Yun always had a trace of inexplicable awe in his heart, so when he heard his father's request, he quickly nodded and said, "yes!"

When the voice fell, Jiang Yun loosened his mother's arm with one hand and waved his big sleeve. Thousands of Diyuan stones had fallen around the house and directly disappeared into the ground.

In an instant, this small room was sealed off with its most powerful isolation array.

Then, Jiang Yun was not at ease. He raised his hand and pressed it in front of him. Suddenly, thousands of seals flew out of his hands and covered the whole hut.

Jiang Yun knew very well that the dialogue between himself and his parents would indeed involve too many secrets, which could not be known to outsiders anyway, so he made every effort to block the cabin.

When Jiang Yun shot, Feng Wuyan still looked at Jiang Yun and every move of Jiang Yun.

When Jiang Yun finished the seal, a look of pride and excitement appeared on her face.

Because, she saw that the seal of Jiang Yunshi's exhibition originated from her own closure!

Just as Jiang Yun closed the door of the room, a white haired old man with crutches walked out of another room not far from the room.

Those turbid eyes stared deeply at the hut where the three members of Jiang Yun's family were located and murmured, "is Jiang Qiuyang's son?"

"Unexpectedly, he could find here. It seems that it has become the climate!"

After that, the old man shook his head, turned and walked back to his house.

After closing the cabin, Jiang Yun silently held his mother and sat in a chair. Then, he stepped back three steps and knelt down again.

"Yun'er, what are you doing?" Feng Wuyan hurriedly stretched out his hand again to help Jiang Yun.

Jiang Qiuyang coughed again and said, "let him knock. This is the child's filial piety!"

Feng Wuyan turned his head, stared fiercely at Jiang Qiuyang and said, "filial piety has to kowtow!"

"When you met my father, why didn't you kowtow to him?"

"Isn't it true that you have no filial piety to my father!"

This sentence, said Jiang Qiuyang immediately closed his mouth!

After that, Feng Wuyan ignored Jiang Qiuyang and wanted to reach out and continue to help Jiang Yun.

But Jiang Yun still insisted. Facing the two people, he respectfully kowtowed three heads: "unfilial son Jiang Yun, see your father and mother!"

Feng Wuyan hurriedly picked up Jiang Yun and said, "OK, OK, enough, enough, come on, get up and let my mother have a good look at you!"

Jiang Yun stood up and let his mother look at him from top to bottom, and he was also looking at his mother and father. Although Jiang Yun had never seen his mother in his life, or even in nearly a hundred generations, he knew that his mother was worried that she would be in danger. He did not hesitate to use the taboo art of sealing the life family, locking the soul! Mother sacrificed a lot of vitality and almost formed a seal with her life to seal her main soul, so as to ensure that she will not fall in samsara. This seal, accompanying his reincarnation for nearly a hundred generations, is his mother's love for himself! As for my father, although he seems quite strict, he didn't give a false word to himself when he saw his father's divine sense separation last time, but my father also loved himself. For himself, even his favorite zhengu gun was given to him for self-defense. This is my parents. Although I missed my reincarnation for nearly a hundred generations, they always accompany me in a special way! After a long time, Jiang Qiuyang first said, "yun'er, what level of practice have you reached?" Originally, when Jiang Qiuyang spoke, Feng Wuyan frowned, but when he heard the questions he asked, Feng Wuyan loosened his eyebrows and replaced them with a look of concern and anxiety. Jiang Yun replied honestly, "just entered the peak of reincarnation." Jiang Yun noticed that after hearing his cultivation realm, his father and mother obviously showed a sense of relief on their faces. Jiang Qiuyang nodded and then asked, "how did you come here?" This time, without waiting for Jiang Yun's answer, Feng Wuyan turned his head again, glared at Jiang Qiuyang and said, "the child has just come, you're asking endless questions here!" Jiang Qiu smiled bitterly and said, "I don't want to ask, but I can't do without asking!" He was obviously afraid of his father. Jiang Yun had seen it in his father's memory, so he didn't feel strange at the moment. Moreover, although parents are bickering, Jiang Yun can feel the deep feelings between the two people and understand that this is the way to get along between the two old people. Just when Jiang Yun wanted to hurry up and take the initiative to explain himself so that his parents would not quarrel because of him, Jiang Qiuyang had continued: "time is coming..." this sentence made Feng Wuyan's expression a little stunned, and the trace of dissatisfaction on his face was immediately replaced by deep worry. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but finally she shook her head, but still looked at Jiang Yun with loving eyes. Jiang Yun's heart moved. Since he first saw his father, his father told him to hurry up and say what time is coming. Later, I met my sister Jiang Yuting and my second uncle Jiang qiuchen. They also reminded themselves that the time was coming! Now, this is the fourth time I have heard the same words. This made him finally couldn't help saying, "Dad, what time is it? It's coming?" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.