"What will I say later?" Guan Heng covered his eyes and said angrily: "I should give an explanation if I punch me for no reason, right? I can't suffer a loss in vain..."

"Aheng, stop talking." Qing Huang reached out and pulled the corner of his clothes, and then whispered: "You don't even look at the occasion. Sister Yan Xin just woke up, and she and her adoptive father must have a lot to talk about."

"Go." Guan Heng heard this and looked unhappy, and found a corner to sit down and sulk.

"Dad, I seem to have been sleeping for a long time. Where are the sluts, Feng Feng, White Dragon, Green Dragon?" Hearing Yan Xin ask about the nine divine beasts, the Spirit King smiled bitterly, and he whispered in a trembling tone: "Daughter, you have been sleeping for thousands of years, and you want to die as your father."

"Thousands of years?" Yan Xin seemed a little surprised when she heard this. Her memory was obviously still alive when she was not dead, so she was a little confused about the words of the Spirit King.

At this time, Yan Xin saw Qing Huang and others again, so she smiled and asked, "Who are these beautiful sisters? Can you introduce them to me?"

"Yes, when my father saw you, he forgot to introduce you to you." As the Ling King said, he invited all the girls to come over and introduced them one by one, and said, "Daughter, Qinghuang and the others have put in a lot of efforts to help you resurrect."

"So, I can be resurrected, thanks to the help of all the sisters, I am so grateful." Yan Xin woke up for a while, and his words gradually became clear and skillful. She smiled and held Qing Huang's hand and said, "Sister Huang, thank you..."

"No, we actually didn't do much, but Ah Heng was busy and put in a lot of effort." Qing Huang said, looking at Guan Heng, who was sitting in the corner with a blank expression, and then said, "Entertainment Father, am I right?"

"Uh, that's true." The Ling King smiled awkwardly at this moment and said to Yan Xin: "Daughter, we must know how to repay kindness. Come on, and say thank you to Guan Heng."

"he?!"

Yan Xin stared at Guan Heng with a tense face, and then said, "Dad, I seem to have an influence on this guy. I just don't know when I have seen him. He seems to have done something 'very bad' to me. When I see this guy or hear his name, I hate him so much that I don't know what's going on?"

"Ah?!" Hearing this, Guan Heng, Ling King and the girls looked at each other and suddenly felt something was wrong: "Oh no, I didn't seem to have done anything to please Yan Xin's memory illusion twice before. If those memory fragments still exist, she would definitely hate me."

Thinking of this, Guan Heng was so embarrassed that he quickly said, "How is this possible? We have never met before, you must have remembered it wrong."

"Is that true?" Yan Xin glanced at Guan Heng with confusion, and then said, "Maybe I've slept for too long, and maybe I remember it wrong."

"Yes, you must have remembered it wrong." Guan Heng smiled reluctantly and said, "Princess, you just woke up, maybe you were unconscious. Although the punch just now still hurts a little, I won't care about you anymore. If you have any holidays before, let's expose them all, okay?"

"Uh?!" Yan Xin heard this and suddenly said, "I heard that, did we have a conflict before?"

"No, no, no, no." Guan Hengxin said: "You girl is too sensitive. If you accidentally let me know, I will be in trouble."

"Sister Yan Xin." At this moment, Xiao Hei was quite determined and came over to grab Yan Xin's hand and said, "Let's play with me. I have a lot to say to you."

"And I."

"By the way, we will all stay with you." Qing Huang, Gu Sang Nu, Ruotao, and Zhenwen said in a lingering manner. Yan Xin, who likes the lively smiles like a flower: "Okay, everyone stays, let's chat together. By the way, if you can, how about calling the nine divine beasts?"

"I'll go and ask them to come over immediately." After throwing this sentence, Guan Heng pulled up the Ling King, who wanted to say a few words to his daughter, hurried out and ran out of the door.

"Hey, stinky brat." The Ling King rushed out of the room and shook Guan Heng's hand hard, and then said, "I still want to talk to my daughter more. What are you doing when you pull me out?"

"Okay, the cheap father-in-law, the princess is resurrected. You have time to chat with her in the future. Why bother with the girls in the boudoir talk?"

Guan Heng shrugged at this time, and said with a stern face: "Also, you old man, you were bad at the beginning. Let me enter Yan Xin's memory secret realm and help her integrate her body and soul body. Now, it's better. Her memory is mixed with images of seeing me. Tell me, what should I do?"

"Hi, it's no big deal." The Spirit King was in a happy mood because of his daughter's resurrection and said indifferently: "What should I do? In her existing memory, you can only occupy a small position, smaller than rice grains. In my opinion, just forget it."

"Forget it!"

Guan Heng couldn't help but swear: "Are you old and foolish? Are you pretending to be blind and not seeing it? She now hates me for no reason. I don't want to save your daughter's life. I have to beware of being stabbed in the back at all times. Isn't this young master's kindness and no good reward? He tied a rope to himself?"

"Hahaha, son-in-law, don't be anxious, don't get angry." The Ling King smiled and patted Guan Heng's shoulder and continued: "Actually, my good baby daughter is the least revenge. Maybe in three or five days, she will forget everything she hates you."

Hearing this, Guan Heng's mouth twitched a few times, and then asked, "What if she can't forget it?"

The Spirit King deliberately said seriously: "Believe me, time can make people forget everything, decades later..."

"Stop, stop." Guan Heng said angrily: "You can't wait for so long, you know. After a while, I will have to leave with Qing Huang and Xiao Hei. It's not that important whether the princess still hated me at that time, she said, "Ah..."

Yan paused a little at this point. He sighed and said to himself: "To be honest, Princess Yan Xin is the happiest person to be resurrected, right?"

"Yes, I'm certainly happy to be a father when I watch my daughter laugh and laughing around me, rather than lying in the cold jade coffin."

The Spirit King twisted his beard and then patted his shoulder: "Boy, thank you for your hard work. I know. During this period, you and Huang'er and others have been born and died many times, just to make Yan Xin resurrection more hope. Even if others don't understand, I still know very well."

"Uh?" Guan Heng looked at the Spirit King in surprise and asked in surprise: "Why are you so polite suddenly? This is not like you at all."
Chapter completed!