Strongest Guard

Yue Zitong didn't know why she had to go in the direction of Monarch Valley.    

    

Perhaps, in the bottom of her heart, she still thought that Lee Nanfang had been controlled by the Black Dragon to go inside Monarch Valley to kill people.    

    

Thus, she chose this direction.    

    

He would rather her guess was true.    

    

However, when she was only halfway there, a sound that came with the wind completely shattered her fantasy.    

    

A woman's voice.    

    

In the cold wind, it was intermittent, yet very clear.    

    

She was very familiar with this voice, what did it mean?    

    

That was because even before she fell asleep, she had heard such a sound.    

    

But she couldn't believe it.    

    

Who was the man?    

    

Just based on the performance of his wife and the rest, Yue Zitong already had an answer in her heart.    

    

But she still couldn't believe it.    

    

She moved like a zombie, her mind blank as she faced the wind and snow.    

    

Behind Yue Zitong was the couple, Xie Qingshang and his wife.    

    

Xue Xinghan moved closer to Xie Qingshang and whispered in a low voice, "Do you want me to drag Silly Girl and Second Fool over now and let them put on a show?"    

    

"Acting?"    

    

Xie Qingshang looked at his wife in a daze and revealed a smile that was even uglier than crying: "Stop it, by the time you bring her here, the main show will already be over. What's the point of this fake play of yours."    

    

"But you can't just sit there and watch Lee Nanfang get stuck in the middle. He can't even be a person."    

    

"If we don't just watch, what else can we do? Two days ago, didn't you just noisily chop Lee Nanfang to prevent him from harming women again? Why are you thinking for him now? "    

    

Xie Qingshang mocked Xue Xinghan as if it had nothing to do with him.    

    

However, he knew clearly in his heart that no matter how much Xue Xinghan used to scold or hit Lee Nanfang, he was always in favour of that stinking brat.    

    

Like his mistress, Xue Xinghan, who had a sharp tongue but a weak heart, treated Lee Nanfang as his own child.    

    

Now that he encountered such an absurd thing, the final result could only make Lee Nanfang inhumane.    

    

Whose family's elders are willing to see their own children unable to be human.    

    

"I hope Yue Zitong can understand that it isn't Lee Nanfang, but Yang Guang."    

    

Xie Qingshang sighed and held Xue Xinghan's hand tightly.    

    

Men are always more rational than women.    

    

From the moment Yue Zitong left the door and headed towards the Monarch Valley without hesitation, Xie Qingshang understood that it was impossible to cover up this matter.    

    

It would be better to let everyone face it head on.    

    

Coincidentally, the old man had the same thought.    

    

"Old man, you purposely leaked it, didn't you?"    

    

His wife, who was carrying Loong Nancheng, wrapped the child tightly in her arms and asked the old man beside her this question.    

    

It was so cold in the middle of the night that he shouldn't have brought his child with him.    

    

However, the commotion caused just now had awoken Loong Nancheng, who was in a deep sleep.    

    

The child kept crying non-stop, and his wife was worried about the situation over here. Helplessly, he wrapped Loong Nancheng in a quilt and brought him out with him.    

    

I managed to hold the child.    

    

When Mistress calmed her heart and thought about it, she realized that the old man's behavior just now was definitely not right.    

    

According to the old man's reaction speed, he must have rushed up to knock Yue Zitong out the moment she left the room.    

    

However, he did not do so.    

    

On the contrary, she was extremely nervous and pretended to have leaked it, arousing Yue Zitong's suspicion.    

    

Why did you do that?    

    

This was pushing Lee Nanfang into a pit of fire.    

    

In his wife's heart, no one could hurt her Nanfang, not even the old man.    

    

Without a reasonable explanation, the mistress did not mind letting the old man have a taste of the pain of losing his wife.    

    

The old man extended his arm and gently embraced his wife's shoulder, using his not particularly tall body to block the cold wind that was blowing towards him as much as possible. He revealed a wry smile.    

    

You treat Nanfang as your son, and so do I.    

    

No matter what, I will not harm our son.    

    

There were things I couldn't explain. I only knew that the man had told me one thing.    

    

A thousand years ago, Yang Guang was occasionally insatiable and occasionally aggressive. However, regardless of whether he did it or not, the things he did always had a ruthless aura to it.    

    

No one could suppress Yang Guang.    

    

Except for the Empress.    

    

A thousand years ago, if it wasn't for the Queen Xiao repeatedly persuading Yang Guang, the destruction of the Sui Dynasty might have been many years ahead of schedule.    

    

Now.    

    

Then, he controlled Lee Nanfang and did such a ridiculous thing with Yang Tiantian.    

    

None of us can stop it.    

    

But Yue Zitong could.    

    

"I believe that if this is handled properly, our Nanfang won't be swallowed by the Black Dragon so quickly."    

    

The moment the old man opened his mouth, he told his reason as if he was telling a story.    

    

What else could his wife do?    

    

The only thing he could do was to continue walking forward with great trust in his lover, waiting to see just how this matter would be resolved.    

    

She and the old man were very clear about Lee Nanfang's situation.    

    

The Black Dragon never stopped thinking about obliterating Jack's humanity, replacing it, and then doing whatever it wanted to do.    

    

The old man said that today's incident would give the Black Dragon a huge blow.    

    

That proved that it was for Lee Nanfang's own good.    

    

As long as Nanfang was nice to her, his wife would always raise her hands and feet in agreement.    

    

However …    

    

Who would have thought Yue Zitong would have such a ridiculous reaction?    

    

Who would consider whether this was good, fair, or unfair to Aunt Yue?    

    

In the snowy night, Yue Zitong's heart sank with every step she took.    

    

When she finally reached the edge of the Monarch Valley, it was as if her heart had fallen into an ice cellar, and she felt as if her entire body had turned cold from inside to outside.    

    

No one stopped her, so she stopped at the mouth of the valley.    

    

The wind had stopped.    

    

It seemed that even the Heavens felt that Yue Zitong should be given a quiet environment in which to reflect on what had just happened.    

    

It made the wind stop, made the sky shine against the snow.    

    

Yue Zitong sat paralyzed at the mouth of the Monarch Valley.    

    

Mistress and the others stood behind her.    

    

This scene was similar to how Yue Zitong howled and cried at the mouth of Monarch Valley Valley when she found out that her mother had passed away.    

    

But tonight, Yue Zitong didn't cry.    

    

Yun Che's eyes widened as he looked into the pitch-black hole within the Monarch Valley, where he could not see anything at all.    

    

Of course, it was impossible for her to see the scene inside the valley.    

    

But she could hear.    

    

She was trying to make out the sounds coming from the valley.    

    

After an unknown period of time, Yue Zitong smiled, raised her hand and pointed into the Monarch Valley, muttering to herself, "It's my mother. Haha, my mother isn't dead. "Hahaha, my mom isn't dead!"    

    

Laughter filled the air.    

    

The cold wind blew again.    

    

Yue Zitong's hair was a mess as it was blown up by the biting cold wind.    

    

It was just like her extremely messy mind.    

    

She abruptly stood up and ran back to the old man, tightly grabbing onto his shoulders. She laughed out loud and asked with a high-pitched voice, "Is my mother dead? My mother isn't dead!"    

    

Without waiting for the old man's reply, she turned around to grab Xue Xinghan and Xie Qingshang, as if she had gone mad.    

    

"You lied to me.    

    

You've been lying to me from the beginning.    

    

My mother wasn't dead at all.    

    

She was still alive.    

    

She lives here.    

    

Why?    

    

Why did you lie to me? Why did you make me so sad for the loss of my family?    

    

Don't you know that I only have one relative, my mother?    

    

Why did he not lose it?    

    

You still want me to suffer the pain of loss? "    

    

Yue Zitong's voice was carried away by the wind, drifting to who knew where.    

    

Faced with her question, the old man and Xie Qingshang's faces became extremely awkward and awkward.    

    

They were slightly regretful.    

    

He had only considered it as Lee Nanfang's own good, but he had never considered whether Yue Zitong could withstand such a provocation.    

    

Looking at Yue Zitong's current state, it was obvious that she was overly emotional.    

    

If this continues, don't tell me that he's going to lose his mind.    

    

"I'm so happy that my mom isn't dead."    

    

Yue Zitong swayed and fell to the ground.    

    

Yue Zitong was kneeling on the ground, her knees scraping across the snow as she crawled forward a few meters.    

    

"Mom, your daughter is unfilial. It's because your daughter is unfilial. It caused you to suffer in this place! "    

    

As Yue Zitong cried, she kowtowed three times in front of the Monarch Valley's entrance.    

    

The surrounding people stopped in their tracks.    

    

Their eyes were filled with grief, and their hearts were filled with guilt towards Yue Zitong.    

    

They were the ones who promised to bring Yang Tiantian here to take good care of her, and in the end, it turned out to be like this.    

    

Why didn't he think about it before? How could he explain it to his daughter?    

    

Just as everyone was frowning, Yue Zitong suddenly stood up and rushed back. She grabbed the old man's shoulder and asked with a shrill voice, "Is Lee Nanfang inside?    

    

Tell me what they're doing!    

    

Why was it like this?    

    

That's not true, is it?    

    

My mother is dead, isn't she? "    

    

Yue Zitong would rather see the old man and say yes, than to see that wretched old man with a bitter face and a silent face.    

    

She turned around to catch Xie Qingshang and Xue Xinghan.    

    

Ask the same question and get the same answer.    

    

By the time she reached her mistress, she had reached the critical point of mental breakdown.    

    

Just then, the cry of a baby exploded.    

    

Loong Nancheng was terrified.    

    

A child's prediction of danger was the most accurate. If he could speak, he would definitely yell, "Senior grandma, quickly take this grandpa away! This woman is crazy! It doesn't make sense!"    

    

Unfortunately, Loong Nancheng didn't know how to speak.    

    

His crying didn't alert his wife. Instead, it really made that crazy woman collapse.    

    

Yue Zitong stared blankly at the child in her wife's arms. "Who is this child?" she asked.    

    

Then, without waiting for a reply, she stretched out her hands.    

    

His slender fingers were like demonic claws as they grabbed Loong Nancheng's neck and lifted the baby up.    

    

"Whose child is this? Whose child is this?"    

    

Yue Zitong muttered to herself as she retreated backwards, moving closer to the edge of the Monarch Valley Mountain cliff.    

    

"Ah!    

    

With a cry, his wife rushed forward to snatch it.    

    

The old man and Xie Qingshang rushed forward as fast as they could.    

    

However, everyone was too late. They couldn't even catch the corner of Yue Zitong's clothes.    

    

If she fell down like this, it would be obvious that Yue Zitong and Loong Nancheng would die from the Monarch Valley.    

    

No one had expected Yue Zitong to do such a thing.    

    

Furthermore, no one expected that in the nick of time, a White Shadow would swoop down and jump off the cliff of the Monarch Valley.    

    

"My son, where are you?"    

    

Following the sharp whistle, the White Shadow disappeared.    

    

The next second, a large figure and a small figure were thrown into the air.    

    

The old man and Xie Qingshang were quick to catch it.    

    

Yue Zitong and Loong Nancheng, who were about to fall to death, had returned.    

    

It was also at this time that an enraged dragon's roar burst out from within the Monarch Valley.    

    

Accompanying the dragon's roar was a woman's scream: "Yang Guang, don't hurt my son!"