After many years of shouldering all the responsibilities alone, Feiling was used to living alone. Although he sometimes felt lonely, although the other cultivators had recovered one after another, they had not reached the level after all, and they could not be touched by him.

However, every time at this time, as long as Feiling saw his father's body and Uncle Dan's body lying in the crystal coffin, he felt a trace of comfort in his heart. At least not completely hopeless.

In a moment's impatience, Muyang woke up. But although the spirit awakens, it can't merge with the body quickly. Inexplicably, Feiling has an eight-year-old father by his side, this feeling is too mysterious, how to describe it?

From another point of view, the whole newly built house is lively. Because he is only eight years old, Muyang can't stand boredom at all now, and he is arguing with Feiling to play with him all day long.

With mixed tastes, Feiling looked at his father in front of him, who was obviously taller than himself, but pulled the corners of his clothes and kept selling cuteness, and secretly said in his heart: "What if one day you are completely sober and know what is happening now?"

The sun was just right, and after Feiling was busy with the day's routine chores, he guarded Muyang in the courtyard. The latter is having fun by himself. At this time, he suddenly ran over, took Feiling's hand, and looked at him: "Brother... Hang out with me......"

Helpless, Feiling has explained many times that he is his son, he is the dignified Holy Lord Muyang, who reigns over the world, and he will become such a child: "Alas... It's going to be a long time coming, but for now, it's calm. ”

Sometimes, looking at Muyang's innocent appearance at this moment, an idea would suddenly pop up in Feiling's mind. If he is always like this, it is also a good choice to take care of him like this forever, at least there will be no more disputes.

But as soon as this thought appeared, Fei Ling would immediately dispel it. This is really too dangerous, the saint has not been found yet, and the father, as the holy lord, still has important things to complete, how can he be so selfish?

Indeed, my father once said that he is not a righteous gentleman, nor a savior, nor a person who can really think about the world. But even if he is selfish, he can't be without saints in his world.

Looking at Muyang's appearance, Feiling finally strengthened his belief after all kinds of entanglements: "Father, I will definitely let your strength and body completely match, and I will definitely let you restore your original aura and reign over the world." ”

"I don't know if you're deliberately running away, or if you're still willing to remember the past. But as long as I'm there for a day, I will never give up. Perseverance is also something you have taught me by word and deed. ”

is firm in his heart, so Feiling also temporarily put down others and plays with the current Muyang. In fact, it's not bad, at least for now, it can allow Muyang to regain the childhood happiness that he lost for a while, at least let him have a carefree life.

Time passed quickly, and in the midst of some play, the sun gradually sank in the west, and dusk approached. Mu Yang and Fei Ling lay on the steps tiredly, opening up in a very casual large font, almost the same shape.

"Whew... Whew... Whew..."With a long exhalation, Feiling actually felt comfortable physically and mentally. Because for many years, I have been worried about the responsibilities on my body, and there is no one to share, let alone relax.

When this moment is understood, Feiling relaxes and plays with Muyang and enjoys the happiness that only belongs to father and son, which is also good. The body will feel tired, but more than that, it will be happy from the bottom of my heart.

Just as he was thinking, Mu Yang subconsciously turned around and stretched out his hand to hug Feiling: "Brother...... I'm so tired, I want to hug..."Immature mind, this is a natural manifestation, not long after, Muyang actually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

With a helpless smile, Feiling suddenly felt very warm for this second: "Hehe...... Then go to sleep. For so many years, all the burdens have been placed on your shoulders alone, and you have carried it too hard, so it's good to take a break. ”

Gently patted Muyang's juniors, feeling his gradually heavy, but even breathing. Fei Ling also clearly felt that there was an aura flowing in him, and only when it was the quietest time would he really feel it.

In this way, about half an hour passed, and just as Feiling was worrying about how not to wake him up and get him back to the room, a familiar aura, accompanied by a slight footstep, slowly walked towards this side.

Raising his head, Feiling's face was instantly gloomy. Staring at the person in front of him, he didn't want to have a good face: "What are you doing here? What qualifications do you have to stand in front of us? It's too late to leave now, don't let me do it." ”

The tone is cold, without a little emotion, and it is completely like facing a stranger. When the person in front of him heard this, his face twitched, he stopped, and looked at them not far in front of Feiling, and he wanted to speak a little and stopped, seeing that he was very entangled.

Finally, after a long time, he whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it would get to this point...... "Is it still useful to say sorry now?

"Huh...... Sorry, we don't need to. You can also see that no one can do anything about my father's current state. Even if you come, so what? Maybe even if your father is sober, he won't want to see you. ”

Hearing this, the face of the person in front of him turned completely pale, and he had no face to face Feiling. But he still struggled to say: "I am your ...... after all" Fei Ling raised his hand violently, and a wave of qi spread, directly facing him.

The person in front of him was startled and quickly stepped back. Bang, bang, bang Staring at Fei Ling: "What do you want to do?" Fei Ling took a few steps forward: "What do you want to say? You are my grandfather after all?"

"Huh...... Ha ha...... Grandpa? Is there such a grandfather in the world? Is there such a father? Gang up with others, deceive, frame, and even hunt down and kill his own son, and the grandson will not let go, and he is forced into a desperate situation, what else do you want?"

With his hands behind his back, he protected Muyang. The aura on Feiling's body quickly swayed, condensing into a shroud: "Tell you, it's already the greatest mercy if I don't kill you, don't appear in front of us again, otherwise ......"

Turning around, he resolutely picked up Muyang and entered the hall, passed through, and entered the inner room. At this moment, Mu Yang didn't know anything about the outside world, because he was appearing in a dream, and he couldn't tell the direction in the haze.

"Where the hell is this, why am I here?" the clouds were swirling like smoke swirling around, and they couldn't disperse for a long time. Muyang seemed to see a pavilion, and there was a shadow in it, but he couldn't see it clearly.

Keep moving forward, as if some kind of force is pulling it through. When he got closer, he saw a wonderful figure in a light gauze dress, it was a woman. Lianbu moved, turned around, and Mu Yang was startled.

Subconsciously stared at the woman's face, looking up and down carefully. Who is this person who is not Ruan Linlin? But what Mu Yang has in his eyes is only curiosity and amazement, and he doesn't know the person in front of him at first glance. But there was a hint of something strange in my heart.

"Beautiful sister, who are you?Why are you here?Why am I here?Why can I see you?" Linlin frowned, and had an indescribable feeling: "You don't know me anymore?"

(End of chapter)