Young Master Shen looked at his grandfather like this, and saw that his ancestor was also like this... He was a little panicked.
That Young Master Su Liuyun, who exactly is he?
How could it make my grandfather and ancestors lose their composure like this?!
Shen Shaoyou remembered that when he first met him, he was still a little follower following Chu Shaoqing.
"Grandpa, who is this young master?"
The God of Wealth has lost all hope. What else can't he say now?
"The Young Master is the Young Master. The Young Master is our master, our eternal master!" The God of Wealth stared at Chen Yu with great seriousness. "She is the Young Master you would rather die for than betray! She is the Young Master you would rather die for than leave the hope of life to! She is the only spark of hope for countless survivors like us!"
Shen Shao was shocked!
Chen Yu knew very well what the situation was like at home. They were the remnants of the dynasty that had once defied the heavens.
They survived generation after generation just to wait for the young master to return, lead them to uphold justice, return to the top, and take back everything that belongs to them from the Xuanyuan Dynasty.
"Young, Young Master? He is our Young Master?" Chen Yu was completely shocked!
That young man who used to follow Chu Shaoqing, that young man who even Lei Jiebao wanted to bully... he was actually... his own young master?!
"Emperor Xuanyuan and Lord Suzaku arrived just now, and the young master... has fallen." The God of Wealth murmured to himself.
When one's hope is shattered, the whole person becomes confused and desperate.
Chen Yu tightly grasped the God of Wealth and said through gritted teeth, "So, this young master is... the only orphan of the Emperor Nitian?"
The God of Wealth nodded.
Melancholy: “…”
He had heard the legendary story of the Emperor Ni Tian countless times since he was a child. God knew how much he admired the once eternal emperor. And not long ago, his only orphan stood in front of him...but he treated him as an ordinary passerby.
Chen Yu didn't know how to say that he was fine.
And at this moment, a clear voice was heard.
"Hey, you guys are here?"
That sound?!
The God of Wealth turned around and took a look!
This one look almost gave him a heart attack!
because!
This person!
This face!
He would recognize it even if it turned into ashes.
"Young Master?!" The old King of Wealth originally needed someone to support him while leaning on a cane, but now he was running towards Su Luo with great strides.
"Young Master? Young Master! Is it really the Young Master?!" The King of Wealth was so surprised that he couldn't help but burst into tears and sobbed!
Su Luo quickly supported him: "What's wrong? What happened to the God of Wealth?"
The God of Wealth was so excited that he couldn't speak, so Su Luo asked Chen Yu.
But at this moment, his gloom was no better than that of the God of Wealth. He stared at Su Luo intently, without blinking, and tried to speak several times, but couldn't say anything...
This young man... is the son of the Emperor Ni Tian?
The person who always felt far away and could never be touched in his lifetime suddenly appeared in front of him, which made him feel extremely unreal.
Su Luo had no choice but to look at Butler Jiang.
In order to maintain his image, Butler Jiang looked normal except for some red bloodshot eyes.
"You're not dead?" Butler Jiang looked at Su Luo.
Su Luo looked at them with a smile and turned around again: "Of course, otherwise what are you seeing now?"
Butler Jiang: "Emperor Xuanyuan is here."
Su Luo: "Oh, he was driven away."
When Su Luo talked about Emperor Xuanyuan, it was as if she was talking about the old man next door.
PS: Good night, I’ll vote as usual at the beginning of the month ~ haha
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