"Sincerely, cautiously!"

Qi was dizzy, thinking he was dreaming, and he was reluctant to wake up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Jin'er, I'm your brother Xuan, don't scare me. ”

Qi Shi opened his eyes and vaguely saw a vague figure, but the familiar aura on his body, even if it was more than ten years later, he still couldn't forget it.

Qi seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, suddenly grabbed Lu Yongxuan's clothes, and begged:

"Brother Xuan, our daughter is gone! I can't live without her! I can't live without her! You help me find it!"

"Jin'er, what are you talking about?Our daughter?Could it be that Miss Lu Yan is my child and yours?Is she my daughter?"

"Send someone to find her! My hard-working daughter! How can my mother live without you!"

Qi looks forward to it every day, after so long, there is still no news of his daughter, his body and heart have reached a limit, his thinking is extremely confused, and his consciousness is a little blurred. If you were sober, you would never say this.

"What? Miss Lu is my sister!"

Lu Yongxuan hadn't finished digesting the news yet, and Lu Tao, who heard Qi's loud crying, rushed over.

Lu Yongxuan didn't care about reprimanding Lu Tao. Lu Yan is her own child, and when she met Jin'er by chance, Jin'er told him that she had fallen in love with someone else and was married and had children.

At that time, he didn't even have the courage to ask Jin'er why he didn't wait for him, because Lu Tao was two years old at the time and was no longer qualified to question. Later, in order to escape, he gave up medicine and went away for more than ten years.

Counting Lu Yan's age, isn't it exactly what she conceived after drinking?

Xinxi hasn't had time to enjoy it, but he has to bear the pain of his daughter's disappearance, and he doesn't know the emperor's attitude towards his daughter.

Looking at Jin'er, who was full of white hair and eyes out of focus, Lu Yongxuan really wanted to find a place where no one was there and cried bitterly. Although the boy has tears and does not flick, he just hasn't reached the sad place.

Look at you, in the past ten years, you have lived a life that is not even as good as ordinary people.

Lu Tao admires Lu Yan very much, so along the way, he will show how Lu Yan outwits her grandmother, move to the mill, and then pick up her mother from the sea of suffering, and how she earns money step by step to make a living.

At that time, Lu Yongxuan listened to it, and only felt that Miss Lu was good, much stronger than many men. is just sympathetic to Lu Yan's mother and daughter's previous misfortunes.

Now, the protagonists who know the story, one is a beloved woman, the other is a daughter who has never met, and thinking about their previous days, my heart is almost suffocated. I couldn't help but shake my body.

But Lu Yongxuan knows that now is not the time to be sad and blame himself, he must be up to the moment to get his daughter back, and in the future, he must make up for their mother and daughter, and the family will never be separated again.

Originally, Lu Tao hated Jin'er in his father's mouth, but now that he knows that Lu Yan's mother is, he can't hate it.

Compared with the life of his mother and himself, his aunt and sister are simply miserable.

On the contrary, Lu Tao was very happy, because the girl Lu she secretly admired was actually her own sister, and if Yan Sheath knew about it, she would not have to rush to slap herself.

But when I thought of my sister's uncertain life and death, I couldn't help but worry again.

When the two bitter mandarin ducks here who had been reunited for a long time were sad because of Lu Yan's disappearance, the other team looking for Lu Yan--- Little Demon and Yang Zhuo, also reunited on the weird white mist.

The little demon saw that the master's husband also came down, and crawled over happily. That's right, it's crawling over, because when you fall here, you will be in your original form.

Yang Yu only felt that his soul was disappearing little by little, and hurriedly asked Yang Zhuo if he had done anything.

Yang Zhuo was speechless:

"You're so strong, can I touch you?"

"Little turtle, there's something weird here. ”

"Yes, my internal strength is gone, and I can't even maintain my human form. ”

Yang Zhuo heard the conversation between the two and was overjoyed. God really can't stand it, and he gave himself such a good chance to regain his body.

"Hey, old man, you've unchained my soul. I felt a familiar power calling to me. ”

Yang Zhuo didn't lie to Yang Yu when he said this, he did sense a voice that was summoning.

Yang Yu understood that in a short period of time, most of his mana had disappeared, and his already pitiful soul had also been swallowed by the mysterious power, which made Yang Yu a little worried.

"I'll let you out, and you will chain my soul with soul chains. ”

Yang Yu was a little anxious. He also suddenly remembered that the soul chain was refined from iron ore in the deep sea, which not only controlled the soul, but also protected the soul from harm.

Yang Zhuo thought he had misheard, until Yang Yu's voice came again. Yang Zhuo hurriedly agreed. If you miss this village and don't have this store, Yang Zhuo is not stupid, it must be Yang Yu who is in big trouble.

Yang Zhuo finally regained control of his body, and felt like he had been reborn.

There was a bottomless white mist under his feet, trying to approach the edge of the cliff or the opposite cliff, looking close, but no matter how Yang Zhuo walked or how long he walked, he couldn't get close.

There is not a trace of the formation, it should be a natural illusion.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhuo was not in a hurry to find a way out, but sat cross-legged and carried out his work.

The aura of heaven and earth here is very strong, and Yang Zhuo is gradually getting better with his eyes closed.

Strange to say, the surrounding white mist all poured in like Yang Zhuo, layer after layer gathered above Yang Zhuo's head and feet.

If Lu Yan was here at the moment, she would definitely find that the white mist was condensing into thin threads like silk, pouring into Yang Zhuo's body.

An hour passed, a day passed, five days passed, and ten days passed, Yang Zhuo still maintained a cross-legged posture, slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear.

Finally practiced the "remnant" given by the mysterious man in black to perfection. If the little demon is still there, he will be frightened, Yang Zhuo, who originally had ancient carcass-colored skin, seems to have been reborn, with red lips and white teeth, and skin as delicate and smooth as a newborn baby.

The whole body reveals a noble temperament. It is as if there is nothing in heaven and no earth. It is like a superior god who does not eat fireworks in the world descended to the mortal world.

"Hey, where's the little goblin?"

The sound is more magnetic than before, and it's a different person. Yang Zhuo himself didn't notice the change in himself at all, and saw that the white mist had all dispersed, leaving only a small cloud under his feet, and under his feet was an abyss. The whole person floated in mid-air.