Wenren Jingxuan looked at the ray of pity and misery in his daughter's soft eyes, and felt ache in his heart, and a bitter expression appeared on his face. He could no longer say anything persuasion.

Shangguan Ce breathed a sigh of relief.

In his heart, he naturally hoped that Wen Renwan could agree.

This matter was decided by many ancestors of Dongxu in the Ganxu area. As the head of the Shangguan family, he naturally did not want to go against the wishes of all the ancestors.

To put it in small ways, this matter involves the life of the legitimate son of the Shangguan family and the reputation of the Shangguan family.

To put it bluntly, it concerns the safety of the entire academic prefecture.

As long as Wen Renwan agrees, it is human nature.

Regardless of whether you can save Yu'er or Wen Renwan's fate in the end, it will be a good thing for the Shangguan family.

He is the head of the family and he is weighing the pros and cons.

However, this kind of "weighting" is somewhat selfish and indifferent, and Shangguan Ce is not convenient to say it, so as not to anger the news.

Fortunately, Wen Renwan was eager to love her son and made a decision. Otherwise, if she did not care about this bloody family affection and would protect herself, Shangguan Ce would not be able to persuade her.

He naturally enjoyed seeing the current situation.

Shangguan Ce stood aside with his sleeves in his arms, looking calmly, and ignored everything.

But at this time, Shangguan Yi stood up.

Seeing his wife's sad look, he couldn't help but feel ache:

"I am Yu'er's father, and my father and son have thicker blood than water. Since I want to fall into a dream, I might as well come——"

As soon as these words were said, Shangguan Ce immediately turned blue and shouted angrily:

"Nothing! What's wrong with you here?"

He has been romantic all his life, with countless women, but this is only one son.

He wants to inherit the family business with this only son.

Once the sea of ​​consciousness is lost, the Tao body is lacking, the great way is cut off, and no matter how hard it is to improve your cultivation, then don’t think about the position of the head of the family.

All his struggles have been in vain, and all the business he has built up has been working hard for him.

Wenren Jingxuan looked at Shangguan Ce coldly, then turned his head and looked at Shangguan Yi with a sad face. He felt both relieved and disgusted.

What is gratifying is that Shangguan Yi truly loves his daughter.

His daughter is not married to the wrong person.

What I hate is that if he hadn't married Shangguan Yi, his daughter, who was like a pearl in his hand, could have been carefree and lived a honey-like life without having to suffer from these hardships in the Shangguan family. And there is no need to face the difficult choice of separation from birth and death, and his hopeless practice of Taoism like now.

"Forget it, everything is fate, no one can do anything to it-"

Wenren Jingxuan's face looked ugly and finally sighed.

"Wan'er, you--"

Wen Ren Jingxuan looked at Wen Ren Wan deeply, and his words turned into a deep sigh.

But this is his own biological daughter after all, and he, as a father, cannot ignore it.

"You go with me and report back to the ancestor."

Wenren Jingxuan stretched out his hand and helped Wenrenwan walk out.

Wen Renwan took a few steps, looked back at his husband, with a little nostalgia in his eyes, and after a moment he turned into a sad and resolute determination. Finally, he followed Wen Ren Jingxuan and left the secret room.

In the secret room, there was no one else except Shangguan and his son.

Shangguan Yi looked pale and stood there.

Seeing his son like this, even though Shangguan Ce was so cunning, he couldn't help but feel angry and scolded:

"You're just a little bit of success?"

"As my son, Shangguan Ce, my mind is full of love for children?"

"If you lose your wife and children, you will be in a state of despair and look like you are dead. How can you become a great person like this?"

Shangguan Yi looked calm and was scolded by his father, and finally said silently:

"Dad, I am Yu'er's father and Wan'er's husband. If I can't even protect my son and wife, can I really become a so-called great man?"

"I can't even protect my own small family, so how can I take responsibility for the patriarch of the Shangguan family?"

Shangguan Ce was stunned, "These are two different things."

Shangguan Yi shook his head, "Family, only if there is a 'family', can there be a 'tribe."

Shangguan Ce was angry, "Then you can't even want your own cultivation future for your family. The spiritual consciousness is in a dream and destroys your sea of ​​consciousness. Is this what you should do?"

Shangguan Yi's face was calm, "It's just a waste of consciousness. If he could really save Yu'er and protect Wan'er,

Even if I am a cow or a horse, what's the point?"

Shangguan Ce was so angry that his chest hurt. It was obvious that his son looked "scary", so he could only sigh angrily:

"This is all retribution."

I have been romantic all my life, but I have given birth to a "love seed" of love that grows in love with my children.

Shangguan Ce's face turned cold and he left with his sleeves.

Shangguan Yi was left alone in the secret room, thinking of his children whose life and death were unknown, and his wife who had to abandon the road in order to save the children, felt ashamed and powerless, and full of regret.

In the Sword Tower.

Wen Renwan was taken to Situ Zhenren and a group of ancestors Dongxu by Wen Ren Jingxuan.

Zhenren Situ asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Wen Renwan nodded, and her gentle face revealed her determination as a mother:

"As long as I can save Yu'er, I don't care about my sea of ​​consciousness and my cultivation."

Zhenren Situ looked moved and even felt a little respect. But the more he did this, the more he felt lamented in his heart.

If things cannot be done, the mother and son may not be able to survive.

The more good a person is in this world, the more he has to endure the torture of fate.

The other ancestors of Dongxu also had a slight head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they are dim, have high cultivation, have great power, and use their power to suppress others, even if Wen Renwan disagrees, they still have a way to force the Shangguan family and Wen Renjia to agree, but the method of "Da Mengtian Yin" involves the sea of ​​consciousness.

Wen Renwanruo resisted inwardly and really disagreed, then the process of Dameng Tianyin will definitely not go smoothly.

Now she is eager to save her son. She can risk the road to stop and agree to it in person, which is naturally a good thing.

But this is true, it is indeed unfair to this girl from Wen’s family—

The ancestors present frowned.

Mr. Xun pondered for a moment, his turbid gaze moved slightly, and he slowly spoke:

"You are visiting this to save the children and to save the crisis in the academic and state sector."

"I cannot explain the details here to you."

"But no matter whether the end is successful or not, our ancestor Dongxu from each sect will owe you a favor."

Wen Renwan raised his sad and pretty face and saluted Mr. Xun, "Thank you Mr. Xun."

Then he turned around and saluted to the other ancestors of Dongxu, "Thank you all for your ancestors."

The other ancestors of Dongxu were slightly comfortable, but after thinking about it, they didn't say anything, which was considered to have acquiesced to this "human favor".

This is what was decided.

Situ Zhenren finally sighed in a deep voice: "Twelve days later, the great disaster will come. Before that, you will make preparations."

The ancestors of Dongxu nodded.

Wen Renwan was worried about Yu'er and looked pale.

Mr. Xun raised his head, looked at the blood-colored formation in the sky, frowned, and couldn't help but worry about the safety of the ink painting.

He calculated it.

He has calculated many times these days.

But this matter is too big, it seems to be contaminated with too many causes and effects, involve too many indescribable existences, and the power of cultivating soil, the secrets of heaven are obscure and extremely complex, and there is no sign of any sign.

Mr. Xun didn’t know what the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice formation would look like in the twelve days later.

I don't know if he can see Mo Hua again,

I don’t know what the ink painting looks like when I saw it again, Mr. Xun sighed slightly.

The entire Ganxue Prefecture community has caused devils everywhere.

Gu Changhuai was still leading the Diansi of the Daotingsi to appear in various states, strangling the demon cultivators, especially the evil formation masters.

However, the magic cultivator's guarding was getting tighter and tighter, and he was becoming more and more rare.
To be continued...