The internal force in the palm is swallowed and spitted, and the strength is hissing and hissing, which is very scary.

Whether it was Chen Chong or the one hiding in the dark, they all knew the power of this attack.

As long as the person in the bed is hit, the person will definitely be killed on the spot and there is no chance of survival.

"Show mercy!"

The man in the dark was shocked and no longer wanted to hide his body. He made such a sneak attack, but instead spoke out and exposed himself.

He threw out a round stool, hoping to block the enemy's palm power, and with the other hand he held a dagger and poked the opponent's neck fiercely.

Hearing this light shout, Chen Chong knew that the man was unwilling to cause trouble, and he made people know what was happening here and was more confident.

He had no intention of killing, so he just put his hands on the person on the bed to force the man hidden in the dark.

Now that the strategic goal has been achieved, this move will naturally not continue to be fought.

The purer the internal force, the smoother the transmission, reception and condensation will be. Just as the mind moves, the true energy in the palm will dissipate instantly, just like the sea water that is receding.

He pulled the stool into his hand and stuffed it behind him. At the same time, he turned around and sat down with his waist.

The true energy of the other hand suddenly condensed and gently patted the enemy's abdomen, and there was no sound in the room again.

The two of them had a short time to fight, and before A Ke could react, Chen Chong had mastered the situation.

As a little fire appeared, A Ke could finally see the situation in the house clearly.

In the room, Chen Chong was sitting on a stool, holding a lit candle in his hand.

Not far away from him was standing a bald man in black clothes. At this time, he seemed to have been touched by the acupoint and was stiff and unable to move.

A Ke hurriedly walked to Chen Chong, and secretly looked at the bald head in the black-clothed with a faint orange light from the candlelight, with a little nervous expression: "Brother Chong, have we found the right one?"

"Let's take a look first."

Chen Chong shook his head, put the candlestick aside, and slowly pulled the quilt open.

The moment A Ke came in, the person on the bed's breath changed and he was obviously awakened.

Seeing Chen Chong pulling the quilt, the monk Wuyi was furious and his breathing suddenly became much faster.

It’s a pity that his body couldn’t help but move, and he couldn’t do any other movements except to rotate his eyes.

The man was a little surprised, but he just glanced at the bald head and didn't care about his mood.

As the quilt slowly pulled open, the back of the head covered with black hair was exposed.

It's indeed a woman.

Chen Chong breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to A Ke: "She has woken up, please tell me."

A Ke wanted to speak but stopped, as if he didn't know how to speak. He hesitated for a moment before slowly saying: "Please rest assured, we are not bad guys. We are here this time to find two people."

Looking at the back of the bed motionless and pretending to be asleep, she gritted her teeth and said, "I heard that 'Silence' and 'Fengtian Yu' are in Hongjue Temple. Do you know if you know their whereabouts?"

Hearing the word "silence", the monk Wuyi looked shocked in his eyes, and the woman on the bed was shocked and she could no longer pretend to be asleep.

After a moment of silence, she whispered, "What are you doing for them?"

When A Ke heard the woman in bed ask herself, she suddenly became excited.

It is obvious that even if she did not answer directly, she actually admitted her identity in disguise.

The girl was strong and calmed down and said softly: "I was raised by my master since I was a child. I have never seen my parents before. The master kept telling me that it was picked up and that my parents had passed away long ago. It was not until a few days ago that I learned that I was not picked up by my master, but stolen by her."

The woman on the bed sat up slowly and asked hesitantly: "You... how old are you this year? What solar term is it when your master brought you?"

Recalling Jiunan's words, A Ke choked and said, "The master said I was eighteen years old this year. On the day she took me away from the Pingxi Palace, it took a whole day of snow in Kunming."

"Girl, what's there in you?" The woman's voice was a little wrong, as if she was forcibly suppressing herself.

A Ke quickly put his hand into his collar and pulled out a small jade pendant from his chest: "My master said that this jade pendant is a relic of my parents, so I have never dared to leave since I was a child."

Chen Chong took it curiously, but saw that the jade pendant was crystal clear and had a very ancient style. Even those who didn't understand jade artifacts could see that the materials were good.

He pinched the jade pendant and gently lifted it. A door was opened on the jade pendant instantly, and then said in surprise: "Hey, there is a door on this jade pendant, and the word "Ke" is engraved in the door."

Hearing Chen Chong's words, the woman on the bed turned around suddenly, and then Chen Chong and A Ke were both stunned-

Are there really people who look exactly the same in this world?

Chen Chong rubbed his eyes hard, looked at A Ke, then looked at the woman on the bed, and then put the candlestick between the two of them, and found that the two people in front of him still had no change.

The candlelight swayed and the flames were dim, but the two of them finally saw each other's faces clearly.

At this moment, natural maternality exploded.

The woman on the bed, oh no, it should be said that Chen Yuanyuan rushed forward with all her strength and hugged A Ke in her arms.

Chen Chong hadn't expected this. If he had to shrink his hands quickly enough, Chen Yuanyuan would have to be burned by candle tears.

But she didn't care. It seemed that she only had the smaller number in her eyes and didn't notice the candlelight at all.

"A Ke! My poor daughter!"

Chen Yuanyuan buried her head and cried. While she was thrusting, tears had flowed down her chin and into A Ke's arms.

When Monk Wuyi heard Chen Yuanyuan call her daughter, she had long lost her doubts and only had the joy of reunion after a long separation.

He couldn't help but feel in love, so he just wanted to go up and hug his wife, and his daughter cried.

However, when he was touched by the acupoint, his body could not move at all. In desperation, big tears dripped in his eyes.

The moment he saw Chen Yuanyuan's appearance, Chen Chong knew that he had found the right one.

Since we are all family members, it is not appropriate to press the acupoints. After all, it is my father-in-law and mother-in-law who are cheap.

He untied the acupoint of Monk Fengtianyu, then smiled and bowed to the two of them: "See mother-in-law, see father-in-law."

The three of them were just hugging each other, but when they heard Chen Chong's words, they were suddenly thundered.

Even if Chen Yuanyuan was reluctant to let go of her daughter, she couldn't help but let go of A Ke and carefully observed her eyebrows, her middle body, her ears and waist.

As a long-standing veteran, a veteran of Taohuawu Senior Entertainment Club and one of the eight famous prostitutes in Qinhuai River, her eyes are not bad.

Just based on those few glances just now, she concluded that her girl was still a daughter and did not lose her virginity.

Could it be that this kid is talking nonsense?

Although I was suspicious, now is not the time to think about this, so I didn’t go into it.

She wiped the tears from the corner of her clothes, held A Ke's face and said with a distressed heart: "My good daughter, you have suffered all these years."

Two lines of hot tears flowed from A Ke's eyes, but his face was filled with a bright smile.

Seeing that her mother looked regretful and blamed herself, she quickly shook her head and comforted her: "Mom, my daughter has not suffered much in the past few years, but she has no parents around her. Sometimes she feels a little uncomfortable in her heart."

After hearing what his daughter said, Chen Yuanyuan's eyes were filled with tears again, and she couldn't help but feel distressed.

Seeing his mother crying again, A Ke quickly changed the subject and turned to look at the bald man in the black-yi.

He tentatively said: "Mom, is this my father and mother?"

Monk Fengtianyu had tears in his eyes, bit his cheek and nodded gently: "Good daughter, I am your real father."

Good guy, has his true colors revealed?

Chen Chong handed the jade pendant back to A Ke.

Monk Fengtian Yu intercepted the huhu in the middle of the way, took the jade pendant and explained: "Daughter, this jade pendant has some origin. When my father was in the capital, he confiscated many homes of profiteers, and this was obtained from a rich man's house."

He opened the mechanism on the jade pendant, and a trace of aftertaste and reminiscence appeared on his square face: "Look, the door on this jade pendant represents the "Chuang" of the "Chuang King", which means your surname.

The word "Ke" in it was written by my father when he was born, holding a dagger in his own hand. My father had no knowledge, so it took him all night and it was not easy at all."

Monk Fengtianyu deliberately revealed his shortcomings and acted as ugly in front of his daughter, which really made A Ke laugh.

He covered his mouth and chuckled twice. Suddenly he thought that Chen Chong was left aside. He immediately stretched out his hand and pulled the man who was laughing to introduce him to his parents.

"Dad, mother, this brother Chen Chong Chen saved me several times and is my daughter's benefactor."

"Well, I'm not your benefactor."

Chen Chong coughed dryly and said seriously: "It's a lover, a lover."

A Ke's face turned red and she glared at the man with shame and anger, as if she was blaming him for talking nonsense, making him embarrassed in front of his parents.

The man didn't care and laughed: "What's so embarrassing about this? A real man must be able to take on grudges, love and hatred. If he is petty, how can he be happy?"

"Well said!"

Monk Fengtianyu shouted lightly, his face full of praise: "A real man should be like this, but hesitation is not enough. I have suffered this loss. My nephew should take me as a warning to achieve great things in the future!"

When Chen Yuanyuan heard his man say such words, she subconsciously frowned, as if she was a little unhappy.

She pushed the monk's arm and said angrily: "When is this? What are you talking about these things? Big things, big things, what can you do in the end if you do big things? You shave your head and hide in such a small temple."

Monk Feng Tianyu patted his bald head and said embarrassedly: "Nephew Chen is very good at martial arts, smart and ruthless. He is obviously a person who does big things. Am I teaching him some experience..."

Chen Yuanyuan snorted, glanced at Chen Chong, and muttered in her daughter's ear: "It's not good for men to be too ambitious, the most important thing is to take care of their family.

As long as you can spend more time with your wife and daughter, you will be better than anything else, and you won’t change it if you give it to a queen...

By the way, my daughter, Chong'er seems to be a few years older than you. I don't know where the family is? What do you usually make for? We don't seek to achieve great achievements, but we still need to settle down and build a family."
To be continued...