Yuanshan stood beside Han Dengren.

The cold lamp holds a cold lamp in his hand.

Jin Peng looked silent.

This is something no one can imagine.

No one could have thought that Yuan Shan was the granddaughter of Han Dengren.

No one would have thought that Han Dengren would come to Yangwen Town.

Jin Peng knew about Han Deng people naturally.

And I know very much.

The sky of the nine states.

Where the cold light shines.

The sky crack can be repaired.

Jin Peng finally stood up and bowed to the Han Ding Man with a long bow.

The Han Dengren looked at Jin Peng's figure.

A little gentleness appeared in the cold and majestic eyes.

He knows how to be polite, too.

It's just over the years.

There is really no one worthy of being polite to him.

Even the Five Kings are no exception.

But to the young man in front of him, Jin Peng.

But he knew it well.

His life experience.

His martial arts cultivation.

Everything is clear.

Especially his life experience.

It seemed that Han Dengren saw another self.

He certainly loves his granddaughter.

But it is far from being so follow-up.

It is important to know that every move can cause storm, so he cannot show up easily.

The reason why Han Dingren came to Yangwen Town with Yuan Shan.

More importantly, he just wants to see Jin Peng himself.

But after he looked at Jin Peng.

But his eyes were on Liu Ruiying for a long time and never left.

Yuan Shan followed her grandfather's gaze and also looked at Liu Ruiying.

They had met before.

Just when Yuanshan was angry and threw the porcelain.

But she didn't care too much about Liu Ruiying.

If a woman has already pretended to be a person in her heart.

No matter how outstanding other men are, they will not take a look at each other.

What's more, Liu Ruiying is really too young.

Cultivation and status are too low.

When Yuanshan already had Jin Peng in her heart.

All she cared about was the woman around Jin Peng.

It seems to be a kind of intuition.

She stared at Yue Di.

Yue Di and Jin Peng clearly have no excessive intersection.

But a woman's intuition about her rival is comparable to the Supreme Onmyoji's calculation of the way of heaven.

Jealousy and embankment.

Yuan Shan only had these two thoughts in her mind at this moment.

Dike defense makes sense.

But jealousy is too unreasonable.

However, Jin Peng, as a man, could not understand this mentality at all.

It was also because Yuan Shan was always pestering him that he felt that all this was taken for granted and nothing was done.

Besides, what he cared more was that the woman Yuanshan always lies to him.

At least Jin Peng didn't know that her grandfather was a Han Dengren.

However, this made Jin Peng live a very happy life.

Even Liu Ruiying knows this truth a little.

But it was not his own experience, but what the old horseman told him.

The old horseman has no worries and no worries except the horses in the horse shed.

This will naturally arouse Liu Ruiying's curiosity.

However, the old horseman did not tell him about his past.

I just told him that if you want to be more happy, don't listen to the truth about women.

Because when they tell the truth, they are often extremely serious and powerful.

When lying, it becomes sweet and lovely.

And even if you hear that this is a lie, don't expose it.

There is only one consequence of the debunking, that is, endless quarrels.

Moreover, before telling a lie, women had already thought of an extremely satisfactory explanation.

Even if you hear this explanation, you have a lot of loopholes in your ears.

They are definitely not going to admit it.

But before he knew it, Jin Peng did not notice it.

Yuanshan's love for him is already too deep...

But Yuan Shan didn't notice his grandfather.

His grandfather, Han Dengren, had no focus at this moment.

There is only snow in his eyes.

White snow.

Snow is not deeper than knees.

Covering the entire quiet mountain.

Silent, solemn and stern mountains.

Under the mountains.

The giant pine is towering.

A lonely and solemn villa is tightly clustered.

Blood, bright red blood.

But half of it solidified because the temperature was too low.

It looks a little dull.

Even so, it is bright and dazzling when reflected on the white snow.

A line of footprints that broke through the quiet mountains also broke through the tranquility of the temple.

One person, one blood man.

Walking on the snow, holding a baby in his arms.

Crashing into the villa.

The door was open, and a tall and magnificent middle-aged man bent down and slowly picked up the baby from the bloody man's arms.

He reached out and tried the bloody breath.
To be continued...