Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 132 Shangguan Yaner
Royal Academy.

Shangguan Xiaoyao went straight to a square. It was not so much a square as it was a forest of statues. There were many statues in this square.He saw a lot of acquaintances, their faces were old, maybe they were dead, they were shaped into statues and placed in this square.

"Honor Square, ten thousand years of time, but so many statues have been added!" Shangguan Xiaoyao sighed in his heart, only those who have made outstanding contributions to the Royal Academy, their statues will be erected here.

Bypassing the other statues, he came directly to one of the statues of the old man, his eyes instantly moistened.

"Jinger!"

It was a one-to-one statue named Shangguan Jinger, and his life story was engraved on the stone tablet under the statue: Shangguan Jinger was born in XX and died in XX.The youngest son of the Emperor Xiaoyao, he reached the Body Tempering Realm at the age of ten, broke into the King Realm at the age of three hundred, and entered the Royal Academy to teach in the same year... He entered the Taixu Secret Realm in XX, and the soul jade card was shattered on the day he entered the secret realm, and he died at the age of 9000!
Looking at the statue in front of him, Shangguan Xiaoyao's thoughts fell into memories. In the past, the young man who often asked him about cultivation had already turned into an ancient person.From his statue, you can vaguely see his appearance when he was young. The memories of the past are vivid, his laughter, his persistence, his distress, and his final determination to step into the emperor's realm. Every expression of his is vivid. Appearing in front of his eyes, it made him very sad, but he just held back the tears from falling.

"Jinger, my child!" Gently rubbing the inscription, Shangguan Xiaoyao's mood was very depressed. Even though he was used to seeing life and death, "a white-haired man giving a black-haired man" is still the greatest sorrow in life.

"Is...is it you?" Just when Shangguan Xiaoyao was secretly sad, a slightly choked female voice sounded behind him.She was speaking with her hair shawl, wearing a gray robe, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, standing blankly behind Shangguan Xiaoyao, looking at this back, tears filled her eyes.

Shangguan Xiaoyao trembled involuntarily when he heard the words, and when he looked back, he saw that familiar face, even with his deep city mansion, he couldn't help standing still on the spot!

This is the person he has been dreaming of, since his rebirth, this beautiful image has been hiding in his heart.Looking at her, his body was trembling slightly, the moisture in his eyes was suppressed by him not to turn into tears, but the emotion of longing surged out at this moment, his voice trembled, and he murmured: "Swallow!"

The affectionate address caused the white chrysanthemum in Shangguan Yan'er's hand to fall to the ground involuntarily.She stared at the strange face in front of her in a daze, she couldn't see the appearance of her father at all.But the ray of concern from her soul made her heart throb!
"father……"

"There are too many people here, let's talk in another place!" Shangguan Xiaoyao stopped her from addressing her. After all, he was a generation of kings and heroes in his previous life. His calm mind was beyond the reach of ordinary people, and he regained his composure in an instant.

Seeing this, Shangguan Yan'er tried her best to calm down her excited mood, but the joy between her brows could not be concealed no matter what.She looked around, picked up the white chrysanthemum from the ground, placed it in front of the statue of Shangguan Jing'er, and said in a trembling voice, "Follow...follow me!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao nodded and followed behind her.

The Royal Academy is extremely prosperous, and it is the time of enrollment, so that the honor square is bustling with some arrogances from the kingdom.

Some of them knew Shangguan Xiaoyao. They came to the Royal Academy with him on a dragon boat before. They were very surprised to see him walking with a beautiful woman. Wherever I go, there are beautiful women by my side? Why don’t I have this blessing?”

"Hey, what are you talking about? That's the dean of our Royal Academy, you don't want to hang around in the academy anymore?" A certain brother glared dissatisfiedly at the person who made the sound, and at the same time his eyes were shining brightly, and he murmured in his heart He muttered to himself: "That kid is really lucky. He was able to talk to the dean when he first came here. It seems that there is still overlap! Tsk tsk, this guy will definitely have a bright future in the academy!"

The others were very surprised when they heard the words. Looking at the beautiful woman who seemed to be in her twenties, they exclaimed: "I never thought that the dean of the Royal Academy is such a beautiful woman!"

"Hush, shut up, don't talk about it anymore, those who want to admire the statue continue to look up, no one is allowed to speak anymore!" A certain brother immediately warned everyone, lest these stunned youths say some words that don't know the importance and offend the dean, Then implicate them.

All the newcomers shut up one after another, not daring to say anything more, but their eyes were all focused on Shangguan Xiaoyao, with amazement, jealousy, and various emotions flooding their hearts, which made it difficult for them to calm down.

To the south of the Royal Academy, there is a forest of purple bamboos planted here, each of which is irrigated with spiritual spring water, growing beautifully, making this place look like a dreamy fairyland.Every single purple bamboo here can be used as a phantom weapon as long as it is cut down, without any tempering, it is the best material for making a phantom soldier.

"You have an elegant personality and a noble heart, this place is suitable for you!" Shangguan Xiaoyao followed behind her and said with emotion.

When Shangguan Yan'er heard the words, tears immediately rolled down her face, and she couldn't bear the excitement in her heart anymore, she turned around and flew into his embrace, choking loudly, "Father!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao patted her on the back lightly, and after a long time, he pushed her away with slightly red eyes, and said, "Go in and talk!"

Shangguan Yan'er nodded repeatedly and wiped away the tears on her face. At this moment, the youngest daughter's posture was full.

There are three bamboo huts in front of the purple bamboo grove on the right. There is a sea of ​​flowers planted in the yard in front of the bamboo huts. There are colorful butterflies flying in the sea of ​​flowers, making this place extraordinarily peaceful and natural.

Walking through the courtyard, gently pushing open the bamboo house, and entering the main hall, a portrait appeared in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao. The portrait portrayed a middle-aged man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, an indifferent expression, holding the emperor sword in his hand, wearing a Nine Dragons Jade Crown, wearing a golden Xuantian battle armor, with Juntian shoes on his feet, making him look like a God of War above the Nine Heavens.

This is his appearance in his previous life. From the lines and coloring of the portrait, it is obvious that it was done by a woman.With Shangguan Xiaoyao's eyesight, one can tell that the portrait is made by his youngest daughter with just one glance.

In the memory of Shangguan Xiaoyao, the youngest daughter of the previous life, Shangguan Yaner, was not good at painting and calligraphy, and only focused on martial arts. Unexpectedly, looking back ten thousand years, the person who once hated calligraphy and painting would actually show a person vividly through portraits.

After entering the bamboo house, Shangguan Yan'er's longing for thousands of years of ups and downs burst out, and she threw herself into Shangguan Xiaoyao's arms again, crying: "Father, I never thought that after ten thousand years, my daughter will see you again!"

Shangguan Yan'er's tears rolled down her face. After living for thousands of years, it was the first time for her to express her emotions unreservedly. Like an ordinary little woman, she expressed her feelings to her father. own thoughts.

Ever since she heard the news that her father had fallen into the emperor's tomb, Shangguan Yan'er had never smiled again, and from then on, there was only the word "practice" in her life.

Originally thinking that she would never see her father again in this life, she missed her father so much, she abandoned the boredom of the past, learned calligraphy and painting, drew her father's face, and worshiped him from time to time, so that she would not forget his appearance.

God is sorry to see you, now that the father is back, he is finally back!
Shangguan Xiaoyao embraced his favorite little daughter, feeling extremely satisfied. This was the only surviving daughter among dozens of children in his previous life before his death, and she was also the closest person to him in this world.

Although he misses his grandson Shangguan Baoer, his granddaughters Shangguan Yaner and Shangguan Yuer very much, after all, there is still a generation gap between his grandchildren, and there are still three of them. In terms of closeness, they are naturally inferior to Shangguan Yaner, the only one. daughter.

The father and daughter have been separated for thousands of years. For Shangguan Xiaoyao, it is only a few years, but for Shangguan Yan'er, it has really passed the tens of thousands of years.

Therefore, this narration of farewell feelings is basically Shangguan Yan'er talking and Shangguan Xiaoyao listening.

(End of this chapter)