When Zhuge Feiyang talked about the sad place, he couldn't help but sigh and sigh.

Wen Jun was even more tearful, he couldn't help himself, his eyes were dark, his legs seemed to have lost his strength, he knelt down in front of Zhuge Feiyang, and shouted silently: "Master, ......"

Zhuge Feiyang stared at Wen Jun at his feet, at a loss, and said in amazement: "Wen Xiaoxia, you are ......"

As if he hadn't heard, Wen Jun sobbed to himself, and kept muttering in his mouth: "Master, Master......"

Zhuge Feiyang had never seen such a situation, and he was so anxious that his forehead was sweating. Although he vaguely felt that this matter was a little strange, he was also at a loss in his mind about what had happened.

In a panic, Zhuge Feiyang suddenly became angry, grabbed Wen Jun's arm with both palms, and lifted his body upwards with force, while moving: "Wen Xiaoxia, you get up first, say something slowly." ”

Wen Jun was supported by him and sat on the sofa, although he had woken up from the loss of control, his expression was sad, like a mourning exam, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

Zhuge Feiyang's heart was so anxious that his eyebrows burned, but he knew that in such a situation, he couldn't ask anything, so he simply calmed down and waited for Wen Jun to slowly calm down.

After about a cup of tea, Wen Jun finally stopped his tears. Seeing this, Zhuge Feiyang asked, "Wen Xiaoxia, who is your master?" ”

Wen Jun wiped the tears on his face, looked at Zhuge Feiyang, and said word by word: "I am Gao Zhentian's disciple and his quasi-son-in-law." ”

"Huh?" Zhuge Feiyang was dumbfounded, so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Wen Jun continued: "In order to cover us, Senior Niang died tragically under the swords of various sects, and Senior Sister Gao Yao and I were forced to jump off the cliff. Although we have fallen to our deaths at the bottom of the cliff, our souls have not dissipated and have been wandering down the cliff. ”

Zhuge Feiyang closed his eyes and calmed down, suddenly opened his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "But how did you come back from the dead?" ”

"Our souls have been waiting under the precipice for more than a thousand years. By chance, Ai Zhuge Qingyao and a doctor named Wen Jun unfortunately fell off the cliff and died in Huangquan. As a result, the souls of my sister and I attached to the two of them and reincarnated as human beings. ”

Speaking the words in his heart that had been suppressed for a long time, Wen Jun let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that his heart suddenly became frank and open, and he had never been so relaxed.

Zhuge Feiyang lost his voice and said: "You mean that the little girl Qingyao is no longer ...... No longer alive? ”

Wen Jun nodded silently.

Zhuge Feiyang had a hard time accepting this fact, and said angrily: "No! This is by no means ...... No way! ”

Wen Jun said calmly: "No, Master Zhuge , this is a fact, you must accept this fact. ”

Zhuge Feiyang said angrily: "You...... You are talking nonsense! ”

Wen Jun thought for a moment and said, "Master Zhuge , the 'Dragon Ring' in your hand is a good proof that it was privately given to me by my master Gao Zhentian before his death. ”

Zhuge Feiyang looked stunned, and looked at the "Dragon Ring" in his hand with a dull gaze. This heirloom treasure that people in the rivers and lakes have dreamed of is now like a bad thing in his eyes.

"Clank!"

The Dragon Ring suddenly slipped from between his fingers and fell to the ground with a crisp, eerie sound.

Zhuge Feiyang closed his eyes in pain, and in an instant, two lines of old tears burst out of his eyes. He kept shaking his head and muttered to himself, "Impossible, this can't be ......"

Wen Jun looked at his painful expression, and a trace of apology suddenly welled up in his heart. He understands that the loss of a daughter in old age is absolutely unacceptable and a heavy blow to any old man!

But there is no turning back from the bow, and since the words have been said to this point, there is no need to hide it. Wen Jun was ruthless and said, "Don't you realize that the performance of Ling Ai is like a different person compared to before?" ”

Zhuge Feiyang also had to admit in his heart that the current Zhuge Qingyao was very different from the original weak and well-behaved daughter. In the boxing ring that day, even Yang Jianming could not withstand Wang Shuming's swift blow, and she dared to stand up!

Wen Jun continued: "Actually, Ling Ai is not sick, she just hasn't come out of the shadow of the killing in the past, and in the face of reality, she can't adapt for a while. ”

Zhuge Feiyang finally sighed, burst into tears, and hissed: "My poor Yao'er! Why did you leave me so ruthlessly, how can I still live this old bone? ”

Wen Jun sat down next to Zhuge Feiyang, and comforted him softly: "Master Zhuge , Ling Ai didn't leave you behind, isn't she still alive and well?" ”

Zhuge Feiyang suddenly grabbed Wen Jun's arm, stared at the old tearful eyes, and said in shock: "What did you say? Yao'er didn't die? ”

Wen Jun said meaningfully: "Isn't she still in Sioux City?" ”

Zhuge Feiyang came back to his senses, slowly let go of his arm, and his eyes suddenly became confused.

Wen Jun further enlightened him and said: "The eyes are still the same eyes, the nose is still the same nose, the face is still the same face, the person is still the same person, she is not your daughter, whose daughter is it?" ”

Zhuge Feiyang was stunned for a while, and then muttered: "But her soul ......"

Wen Jun interrupted his words and said movingly: "Senior sister's soul can be attached to Ling Ai's body and reincarnated as a human being, it is already very lucky, it is too late to be grateful, how can I take revenge and not recognize you as a father?" Besides, who in this world loves her more than you? ”

Zhuge Feiyang looked up to the sky and sighed: "It seems that all this is fate." ”

Wen Jun saw that he still couldn't let go, and comforted: "If you lose the east, you will harvest the mulberry elm." Life is inherently impermanent. ”

In the end, Zhuge Feiyang nodded lightly, and finally had to accept the cruel truth in front of him.

He leaned over and picked up the "Dragon Ring" that fell on the ground, handed it to Wen Jun's hand, and said, "Wen Xiaoxia, you put it away, don't let people know." ”

Wen Jun held the "Dragon Ring" in his palm, and his eyes were full of tears. This is the treasure ring that martial arts practitioners dream of, Zhuge Feiyang returned it to him without even thinking about it!

He said with tears in his eyes: "Master Zhuge , don't be a 'Wen Xiaoxia', call me Xiaojun in the future." ”

Zhuge Feiyang thought for a while, nodded and said, "Since you and Yao'er were a quasi-couple thousands of years ago, that is, my quasi-son-in-law, I will call you Jun'er." If you want, you can call me Daddy. ”

Wen Jun cried with joy and shouted, "Dad! ”

Zhuge Feiyang touched his head lovingly, and replied with a smile: "Good horse." ”

After waiting for a few seconds, his face suddenly became gloomy again, and he sighed, "It's just that how can I explain it to Ming'er?" ”

Wen Jun also sighed softly. Hey, the annoying thing is only frowned upon, and then it comes to mind. "Dad, you don't have to worry about it, as the saying goes, 'the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge', there will always be a way."