The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone from the sky to the earth, dispelling all the gloom brought by the night, and the world that had been shrouded in boundless darkness gradually became brighter.

Hongzu Continent, a continent with a vast territory.

To the southeast of the continent is an endless ocean, which is sometimes calm and calm, sometimes stormy, cloudy and changeable. To the west of the continent are mountains of the mountains. Countless undulating mountain ranges, like giant dragons, are entrenched in the far west of the continent, guarding this peaceful territory. To the north of the continent is an ice-blue world with thousands of miles of ice and snow. There is a lot of snow all day long, only countless white snowflakes in the sky.

History records that in ancient times, there was a god who unified the entire Hongzu Continent and brought a quiet and peaceful life to all the people. Everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and never has to worry about their livelihood. That god was called the Taoist ancestor by later generations, and the name of the continent "Hongzu" came from this.

Although everything is just a legend, and there is nowhere to verify whether the Hongzu Continent was truly unified now, the yearning for peace and prosperity of the past generations has always been the same.

Today's Hongzu Continent is full of imperial dynasties, the entire continent is divided, and there are countless forces eyeing each other. Although it is quiet on the surface, in fact, there is an undercurrent, and many of them are ready to move and ambitious. Today is indeed peaceful, but who can guarantee that it is not the calm before the storm? Perhaps tomorrow will be faced with terrible war and never-ending killing.

The Tianqin Dynasty was a dynasty on the Hongzu Continent with a medium-sized area. Although the land is not very vast, but by virtue of being able to stand firm and stand tall in the chaos, no one can deny the hidden strength and the heritage contained in this dynasty.

The entire Tianqin Dynasty was located in the north of the Hongzu Continent, and the northern part of the Tianqin Dynasty was bordering that endless snowy region. There is a small city there, which is called Canglan City because it is close to Cangzhou City and Lanzhou City in the east and west.

The endless snow region is full of ice and snow all day long, and few humans can take root and settle there, so for the entire Tianqin Dynasty, the geographical location of Canglan City can be regarded as remote.

Despite its proximity to the north, it is surprising that Canglan City is not a small city wrapped in severe cold all day long, as it is perceived. On the contrary, it is a city with four distinct seasons.

In spring, the birds are singing and the breeze is warm, in the summer the sun is shining and the heat is rolling, in the autumn is cool and fruitful, and only on the coldest days of the winter moon will the sky be sprinkled with snowflakes.

Winters here are unusually cold.

It was a bitterly cold winter with snow and ice. This year's Canglan City was unusually cold, and the snow was also extraordinarily heavy. I don't know how many days and nights of goose-feather snow have fallen, and thick snowcoats have already been piled up on the ground. The stone-paved avenue was also full of frost, which made pedestrians tremble every step they took.

On the avenue outside Canglan City, some busy figures appeared at this time. It was a slightly smaller convoy. Strangely, the cart they were pulling was empty, and it didn't look like a caravan returning from a winter outing. And the other side of the direction they are heading in is the Canglan City that has long become a world of ice and snow in front of them.

"Sir, it's still a moment to come. This year, the snow in Canglan City seems to be much heavier than usual. ”

In the convoy, an elderly man with a slightly rickety back, wrapped in a thick fur coat, raised his eyes for a moment to look ahead of the ice and snow obscuring his vision, and then turned to a man in the prime of life beside him to report their current situation.

Almost everyone in the convoy was dressed in thick leather coats, but this middle-aged man stood out from the crowd. He was only clothed in a thin shirt, but he was calm in the face of the extreme cold.

"Yes, Fubo, this year's weather is really exceptionally bad, and it is destined to be another cold winter. The tall man responded: "But now all the supplies from the surrounding villages and towns have been distributed." Seeing the happy smiling faces of those people, I feel that everything is worth it. ”

"In the past few years, the lord has been generously gracious, and he will definitely be safe and sound in the future. The old man, who was called Fuber, approving, spoke with admiration.

Listening to the old man's words, the middle-aged man seemed to remember some difficult to look back on the past, looked up at the snow-white sky, and sighed heavily: "Alas, if the lady is still there, now should be the time when she is the happiest." ”

"Sir, please be relieved. Now the Ling family is prosperous, and the young lady is also safe. As the fortune teller said, you should look away, sir. ”

When the middle-aged man heard the young lady in Fu Bo's mouth, his eyes were full of relief: "Yes, Xue Yao can grow up healthily, and if I find a good family to marry in the future, I can really feel at ease." ”

The man in his prime was named Ling Tianhao, and he was the head of a family named Ling in Canglan City. The old man he called Fu Bo, named Ling Fu, had been following Ling Tianhao's father since he was young, giving advice to the Ling family. Now he is the steward of the Ling family, and he is also the person Ling Tianhao respects and trusts the most.

The wind and snow filled everyone's sight, making it difficult for them to see what was in front of them, and the convoy had to move slowly little by little. They weren't far from the gates of Canglan City. But this seemingly short journey, they walked very slowly and hard.

The convoy continued to move forward little by little.

"Wow-" A baby's cry came from nowhere.

"Fu Bo, did you hear that?" Ling Tianhao suddenly raised his head and turned to ask Ling Fu next to him.

This cry Ling Fu naturally heard it clearly, but the moment he heard the cry, he was also puzzled in his heart: "Master, it's a child's cry." But how did this infant survive in the snowy cold?"

Ling Fu is a little strange, in this snowy weather, even a martial artist like him needs heavy leather clothes to barely keep out the cold, in this wilderness, how did this newborn baby survive?

"The master once said that I should do more good deeds. Anyway, let's check it out first. Ling Tianhao didn't hesitate any longer, dismounted and stepped into the thick snowdrift, looking for the source of the cry.

"The master is going, and I will accompany him. Seeing Ling Tianhao dismount and go forward, Ling Fu also hurriedly followed.

The heavy snow has already accumulated a thick layer of snow. In such an environment, every step is extremely difficult.

The source of the cry was under a tree that had been wrapped in snow.

A young creature who had seen the world for the first time was crying under the tree, and the snow-white swaddling clothes wrapped him tightly. There was not a trace of snow around the baby, as if someone had put him here on purpose.

In such a cold weather, babies are in such an environment for a long time, and according to common sense, it is impossible to survive. Unexpectedly, the baby's face was ruddy, and his little hands and feet were kicked and bumped from time to time, and there was no abnormality at all, and he was not affected by the harsh environment at all. Seeing Ling Tianhao and Ling Fu appear in his line of sight, he even widened his curious eyes and stared at the two of them seriously.

Ling Tianhao and Ling Fu were both surprised by this, and froze in surprise, neither daring to stretch out their hands, but just watched from a distance, for fear of accidents. But after a long time, nothing happened.

"Sir, it's a boy. Ling Fu took a closer look and came to a conclusion. He is also an old man with a sixtieth birthday, and he has naturally seen a lot of newborn babies, and this kind of thing can still be accurately judged.

"Boys ......"

Ling Fu's words made Ling Tianhao a little moved, and his thoughts couldn't help but go back to the past: "I think that at the beginning, after my mother and I had a little girl like Xue Yao, I always wanted to have another boy, but it's a pity that ......"

"I think the lady will not want us to abandon this child in the wild and leave it alone. Anyway, the family has plenty of money, so let's take him in, which is also a wish of me and my wife. Ling Tianhao was a little touched, and his thoughts went back to the past.

"Since the master said so, I naturally have no objection. "Ling Fu is the person Ling Tianhao respects the most, even if he is now the head of the Ling family, he still consults Ling Fu's opinion on some matters as before.

Ling Fu's expression made him even more determined to adopt this child. Bending over, Ling Tianhao finally made up his mind.

I couldn't help but gently touch the child's delicate face. And the moment his hand touched the child's skin, an ancient voice sounded in his head, imprinting two words in his consciousness.

Leaves, Xiao.

Ling Tianhao's outstretched arm remained motionless, completely frozen at this moment. The sound was like a morning bell, which reverberated deeply in his heart and made him unable to let go for a long time.

"Master, what happened?" Ling Fu's anxious voice sounded in his ears, Ling Tianhao blinked his eyes vigorously, and then gradually came to his senses, as if nothing had happened at all just now, everything seemed to be just his delusion.

"Nothing. Although he replied like this, he himself absolutely did not believe it. The voice and the words Ye and Xiao that seemed to be names in his mind told him so clearly that all this was not an illusion.

"Master, is there something wrong?" Ling Fu obviously noticed the change in Ling Tianhao's expression.

Ling Tianhao shook his head, did not speak, and reached out to pick up the child. The child's body temperature was the same as that of a normal baby.

"Ye Xiao?" Ling Tianhao said to himself: "One Ye Chongxiao! What a name! domineering, it really matches my Ling Tianhao's name." It's my son. Hahahaha!"

"Since it is the will of heaven, then you will be named Ye Xiao in the future. From now on, your identity will be my Ling Tianhao's righteous son, and you can be regarded as a member of our Ling family. ”

The child was held in Ling Tianhao's arms, and when he heard the name Ye Xiao, he actually stopped crying, pinched his white fat little hand, and laughed out loud.

"Master, don't you want this child to follow our surname Ling?" This sudden name made Ling Fu a little curious, and after thinking for a long time in his mind, he spoke: "Around Canglan City, there doesn't seem to be a family with Ye as the surname. ”

"Maybe all this is providential. Ling Tianhao looked up at the snow-shrouded sky and muttered in a low voice.

Holding the baby tightly in his arms, Ling Tianhao and Ling Fu cautiously stepped out of the snowdrift together. The wheels rolled again, and the convoy slowly moved back on.