"Zhi'er!" The first rider reined up his horse at the entrance of Ejin Town. The man on the horse looked at Yu Shiqi's figure and shouted in surprise.

The other rider also stopped then. The rider pulled down the hood on his head and smiled kindly at Yu Shiqi: "Yu Yanzhi, you are fine. Do you still recognize me?"

Yu Shiqi met his eyes and was greatly moved. He smiled immediately, bowed and said, "The sect master gave me the secret spell to ban swords. It has happened frequently in the past six months. How dare I forget it?"

Teng Antong smiled and said: "Listening to what you said, it seems that you are quite complaining. At the beginning, you swore to yourself that you would never use a sword again in your life after quitting Yunzhong Sword."

"Junior has broken his oath."

"I think so, it's not surprising." Teng Antong stepped forward and held his right hand. "The backlash of the secret curse is very unbearable for people. You suffered a lot, right? Follow me to the Desolate Sect in the next year and help you."

The heavy shackles are lifted."

Yu Shiqi gently broke away from her hand, took a step back and said: "There's no need to bother."

The secret protection skills that Xuan Yue left for him are still there, so holding the sword won't be a problem in the short term.

At this time, Teng Yining also came to him and smiled apologetically at him: "I'm sorry, Zhi'er, I'm late..."

"Actually, your mother didn't want to come in the first place because she wanted to let you go." Teng Antong looked careless, but what he said was destructive words.

Teng Yining looked even more embarrassed. He glanced at his sister complainingly, and then faced his son with a guilty conscience.

"Then why are you here again?" Yu Shiqi saw that the two of them were dusty and had obviously come all the way. They both looked worried, thinking that something had happened.

Teng Yining and his sister looked at each other and spoke first: "An evil thief escaped from the Desolate Sect's dungeon. Lingyin found out his whereabouts, so we chased him all the way."

"I heard that the last trace of that person was near Yunling, very close to Tongfeng Gate. Yu Yanzhi, do you know the news?" Teng Antong asked.

Yu Shiqi hesitated for a moment, wondering if it was such a coincidence? So he asked tentatively: "Mother, Master Jiuque, could the evil thief you are talking about be the bloodthirsty Qiu Wanding?"

Teng Yining and Teng Antong's expressions suddenly changed, and they said in unison: "Have you seen him?"

"Not only have I met him, I've also fought with him twice."

Seemingly frightened by his words, Teng Yining turned pale and stretched out his hand to grope Yu Shiqi: "You...you fought with him? Were you injured?"

When he touched Yu Shiqi's left shoulder, he noticed a faint look of pain on his face. Teng Yining knew that he was injured here, and because of his concern, he almost wanted to take off his clothes and take a look without considering the occasion.

"Mother... Yue'er has treated me, and my injury is no longer a problem. And Master Jiuque, please don't worry, Qiu Wanding is dead." Yu Shiqi smiled at the two of them.

"Dead..." Teng Antong lost his voice in surprise and looked towards Zhong Lingqi behind him.

Zhong Lingqi was half drunk and half awake, with a confused look on his face. He still didn't quite understand what these people were talking about for a long time. He just saw Teng Antong looking towards him and bowing his head to greet her out of courtesy.

"Zhong Lingqi didn't do it, right?" Teng Yining asked, "Is it Head Yu who killed Qiu Wanding?"

"The one who killed the evil thief in the end was Yue'er." Yu Shiqi replied, "As for passing...Mother, please come back to Tongfengmen with me first. I'll tell you when you get back."

Teng Antong immediately echoed: "You're here now. Although the trip is in vain from the perspective of the result, you should also go to Zingfeng Hall to sit for a while, right?"

Teng Yining looked hesitant, looking past Yu Shiqi and looking at Zhong Lingqi behind her.

"Why are you here..." she asked with complicated eyes.

Zhong Lingqi stood behind Yu Shiqi and put his hands on his shoulders: "I'm here to see my son, can't I?"

Teng Yining glared at him, covered his nose and said in disgust: "This smell... how much wine have you drunk..."

Zhong Ling gave up his drunkenness and laughed, his body swaying a little, waving his hands and saying: "It's not much... it's just... I don't drink well. Hahaha..."

Teng Yining sighed and took the initiative to help him.

"Zhi'er, please help me lead the horse."

"I'll do it." Teng Antong stopped Yu Shiqi and said with a smile, "You just lead the way."

"Okay." Yu Shiqi glanced at Teng Yining and Zhong Lingqi again, and asked, "Mom, do you want me to help you support him?"

"It's okay, you can go ahead." Teng Yining replied softly, and suddenly his face became unnatural. It turned out that Zhong Lingqi's hand on her shoulder suddenly slipped, and then he hugged her slender waist.

She coughed twice and pinched Zhong Lingqi quietly with her hand, but the latter remained unmoved with a satisfied smile. Teng Yining soon found that while she was pinching him, the hand holding her waist also started to

He moved dishonestly, which scared her so much that she didn't dare to pinch him anymore, so she had to maintain this position and help him move forward.

Yu Shiqi saw all this in his eyes, pretending not to know but snickering in his heart. Seeing the two of them getting close, it felt sweeter than eating honey.

The group arrived at Tongfengmen. Candlelight was still on in the Wind-stopping Hall. There was a habit of keeping vigil on New Year's Eve. Yu Lingwei and Yan Yu'er were not asleep yet. They were still discussing whether to send people to the town to arrest Yu Shiqi.

When he called back, Meng Yuzhou, who was sitting quietly beside him, said he didn't need to worry about the father and son.

Teng Yining helped Zhong Lingqi step into the Wind Stopping Hall. The moment his eyes touched Meng Yuzhou, his body trembled and he murmured: "Xiao Meng..."

Meng Yuzhou stood up and came forward, helped her lift Zhong Lingqi to the seat, then held her hand and said, "We haven't seen each other for many years, Yi Ning."

"Xiao Meng, I..." Teng Yining faced Meng Yuzhou, always feeling guilty, and whispered: "I feel that I have no face to see you, I... I... I'm sorry for you."

Meng Yuzhou seemed not to have heard her words. He raised his lips and hugged her happily: "Yining! Your face is cured... Congratulations! That's great."

Teng Yining was a little overwhelmed by her sudden hug, and heard her whisper in his ear: "I didn't blame you at all. If you hadn't abandoned him at the end, how would he be alive today... Zhi'er

Like you, I felt happy when I saw him in Wuyue. If you don't want to be the leader of the Desolate Sect, come to Wuyue and our family will be together."

"How can the leader of the Desolate Sect say he won't do it if he doesn't do it..." She couldn't laugh or cry. The burden on her body was still heavy, not to mention that she hadn't even decided on her successor. If she quit now, she wouldn't know what to do with Wei Yinhan.

Who should I give the edge to?

Yan Yu'er looked at the two people talking affectionately and smiled self-deprecatingly at her husband beside her: "It's really a waste of our worries. They have such a good relationship."

When Yu Lingwei heard his wife's jealous words, he couldn't help but laugh: "It's such a blessing to be abandoned in the end."

Afterwards, everyone sat down in the Zingfeng Hall, enjoying snacks and tea while chatting all over the world. Their happy appearance gave Yu Shiqi a sense of satisfaction that he had achieved what he wanted.

He thought he had finally done it, bringing his biological father, biological mother, master, master, wife, and aunt Xiaozhou together, and everyone was talking happily like a family.

Before Zhong Lingqi sobered up, he lay on the table and fell asleep with his head covered. Dong'er playfully fiddled with his father's hair from time to time, then turned to Yu Qi with a cute smile.

When Teng Antong waited for their topic to shift to Teng Yining and Zhong Lingqi, he stood up and came to Yu Shiqi to talk to him alone. He asked with concern: "How many times have the secret curse happened? Do you feel it in your body?"

Feeling unwell?"

Yu Shiqi answered truthfully, and explained that she had the help of an expert, who used secret techniques to temporarily suppress the backlash of the secret curse, so that she did not have to worry.

"Then do you still want to come back to the Desolate Sect in the future?"

There was a look of hesitation on Yu Shiqi's face. He still had feelings for the Desolate Sect and Yunzhong Sword that he could not let go of. However, going back also meant that he had to bear corresponding responsibilities, and I am afraid that he would lose a lot of freedom in the future.
Chapter completed!