Ultimate Rich Son-in-law

In a playground that had been razed to the ground by the first nuclear explosion.    

Yan Zhiyu led the three men who had broken out of the encirclement and chose a hidden spot to stop.    

After exhausting his zhenqi, he was out of breath at the moment. In addition to the internal injuries he had sustained during the breakout, the speed at which he absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was 99% slower than when he was at his peak.    

On the side, the other three Earth Stage warriors who were lucky enough to break out of the encirclement were not much better. Their bodies were dyed red with blood, and one of them had lost an arm. Fortunately, the blood had stopped flowing.    

"Young Master, it seems like the Undying Race won't come after us. You should rest first, I'll go to the front and guard the place, just in case."    

"Okay! Uncle Huo, I'll have to trouble you. You be careful too."    

"Un!"    

The young master nodded his head. The latter stood up and instructed his two companions before running towards the direction they came from.    

At the same place.    

Yan Zhiyu's expression was dark and gloomy.    

He did not expect to encounter such a situation today.    

He had brought six goblin experts with him from Yanjing. They had been fine a few hours ago, but now they had lost half of their strength.    

Among them was his uncle.    

If he had brought the woman surnamed Mu back, everything would have been fine.    

But the problem was that the person he was looking for had fallen into the hands of the boy surnamed Ning. And the person he was going to kill was nowhere to be seen.    

It was as if he had run out of time this time, and had even lost three Earth Stage experts that his family had spent a great deal of effort on.    

When he returned to Yanjing, he had already predicted his outcome.    

Even if he had his mother as a protective talisman, his status in the family would not be guaranteed.    

Was the first successor going to give up like this?    

"Young Master, we can't stay here for long. With the current situation, I'm afraid that more and more outsiders will enter the realm. Please recover first so that we can continue on our journey."    

As he spoke, the subordinate of the one-armed man took out a medicinal pill from his storage ring and handed it to Yan Zhiyu.    

A Earth Stage warrior had already reached a balance point where he could absorb and consume the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. As long as the battle wasn't a bad one, it was unlikely that the Spiritual Force would be missing.    

Unexpectedly, the Dark Holy Court chose to let the Atlantic Squadron under its control launch a small nuclear bomb.    

A few small nuclear bombs directly turned Apple City, the former human city planet, into a spendthrift in an instant.    

Millions of humans were directly vaporized on the spot, not even a single corpse was left.    

What was also completely depleted was still the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.    

At this moment, the entire area within a hundred kilometers radius of Apple City had become a vacuum of spiritual energy.    

It was precisely because of this sudden appearance of a spiritual energy vacuum that caused everyone to be caught off guard by the sudden arrival of the Undead Tribe.    

After a bitter battle, as they looked at the Undying Race that was continuously being reborn, all they could do was to slaughter their way out and escort the Young Master away.    

They did not leave too late, but they were unable to withstand the unending stream of foreign races that had broken through realms and entered.    

They had spent a full two hours slaughtering their way out of the center of Apple City.    

They killed in the middle of the night.    

It was not easy to break out of the encirclement, but the price was that the three brothers were left in the ruins of Apple City.    

"I'm fine. Your injuries are severe. Take it first."    

Shaking his head gently, Yan Zhiyu's eyes revealed a hint of bitterness.    

"There are also some subordinates. When we were lucky, the Patriarch gave some pills to our brothers. The reason is that he's afraid of today's situation."    

"Right, Young Master, temporary setbacks are nothing. As long as you regain your confidence and firm will, any setbacks and difficulties will be overcome."    

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and stuffed the pill in his hand into Yan Zhiyu's chest.    

"Lao Si is right. Young Master, we have suffered a great loss this time. You must be confident."    

On the other side, another Mid Earth Stage warrior forced out the blood in his body with a groan. He coughed violently for a while, then calmed his breathing and comforted Yan Zhiyu.    

"Fourth Uncle, Uncle Cao, do you really think I have a chance to turn the tables? After all, not only did I fail to save the people I wanted to save, but I also failed to kill the people I wanted to kill. I even asked my second uncle and the others to..."    

Yan Zhiyu pursed her lips, her eyes turning red.    

Young Master, as a soldier, obeying orders is a duty. Our mission here is to protect you, Young Master. If sacrifice is unavoidable, then sacrifice is the only thing we can do! At least, their sacrifice is worth it."    

"Young Master, there is no need to take this matter too seriously."    

"How can you not take it to heart? " They are all people who grew up with me since I was young. In my eyes, they are no different from you and my family. "    

"Young Master, you treat us like family. It is our honor to become Young Master's follower. It is our honor to fight for Young Master. Even if we die in battle, we do not have any complaints. We are like this. I believe that Brother Yan, Brother Li, and Brother Zhao should be thinking the same thing."    

"Don't blame yourself for anything. Our current plan is to recover our cultivation. We will leave Apple City as soon as possible. " As the saying goes, there is no need to worry about firewood when there is hope. " As long as Young Master is fine, we will have a chance to turn the tables. "    

"In other families, there might be such a chance. In my Yan Family, do you think there will be such a chance?"    

Yan Zhiyu's expression darkened, and a hint of bitterness could be seen in his eyes.    

The Yan Clan would not allow failure!    

From the day he became sensible, Yan Zhiyu had been instilled with such a principle.    

Only by constantly walking on the path of victory could one go from one victory to another.    

It was precisely because of his excessive demanding and even harsh criticism that Yan Zhiyu had been walking on the path of victory all these years. She had never tasted the bitter fruit of failure.    

It was precisely because of his excellence and excellence that the entire Yan Family had high hopes for him.    

The Yan Family's revival, the burden of revenge, all were placed on his shoulders.    

This trip to the North Rice was originally a test for his grandfather to step onto the front desk and take charge of the family's affairs.    

As long as he crossed this threshold, he and even the Yan Family would tear off their dormant clothes and stand under the sunlight once more.    

Never would he have thought that all of this would be messed up by him.    

He had failed.    

The consequence of failure was that he would be stripped of his right to be the first successor.    

From now on, he could only be a tool person and become a stepping stone for his younger brothers and sisters.    

As Yan Zhiyu, who had been honored for more than ten years and had always been in the position of C in the family, this was unacceptable.    

"Young Master, Great-Grandfather is still loyal to you," Yan Zhiyu said. Although he lost miserably this time, he can't completely blame you. After all, no one expected the Wolf Clan and the Holy Court to rebel. After this matter is settled, explain it properly. There should still be room for discussion. "    

The middle-aged man with the broken arm who was called Fourth Uncle was momentarily stumped by Yan Zhiyu's question.    

After a few seconds of silence, he squeezed out a smile and comforted.    

However, even he himself did not believe these words.    

The Yan Family did not allow failure. This sentence was not only clear to the Young Master, but also clear to him.