Yan Hao knew that his mother Xiao Jiumei would never tell him the story of his first love for Lan Kefan for no reason, there must be a lot of articles in it, and it may have a lot to do with him, it was with this understanding that he listened more and more seriously and carefully. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Jiumei's voice was flat and calm, and her facial expression seemed to be joyless and sad, as if she was telling a story that had nothing to do with her, but Yan Hao could understand from Xiao Jiumei's subtle soul fluctuations that her mother was undergoing the baptism of an emotional storm, or torment.

"Lan Kefan found out that I had a heartache and immediately gave me a detailed examination, and then he told me in a very melancholy manner that I had a disease brought about by beating my mother's womb, and this disease could not be cured."

"However, he reassured me that this disease can be contained, but I have to wait until he finds the spiritual materials he needs before he can start refining, and said that it is precisely because of this distressing problem that I have cut off the path of cultivation, otherwise, Lan Kefan said, I must be a cultivation genius." At that time, I asked how you know, and he told me that I was an invisible soul of the five elements, but I was suppressed by a heartache. ”

"Since he was eight years old, he has been cultivating while looking for various spiritual materials for me to cure diseases, for more than ten years, he has traveled all over the Xuanou continent, visited all over the famous mountains and rivers, consulted countless Dan masters, and finally, finally succeeded in refining a kind of cold fragrant jade, saying that only by hanging it close to the chest from time to time, you can avoid distress, and you can pass it on to your descendants after eight years."

He repeatedly reminded that this kind of distressed disease is hereditary, and it is useless to give it to an early child, and it is just right to wear it when he is eight or nine years old, and he also said that this kind of cold fragrant jade can suppress all evil and poisonous gases, don't lose it. Now that I think about it, Hao'er, you must have been hit by some kind of powerful poison when you suddenly became stupid, and I found that your stupid symptoms are getting weaker and weaker, and it should be closely related to Leng Xiangyu. ”

"As for my ugly face, it must have been caused by someone secretly poisoning me, but fortunately, Leng Xiangyu's resolution saved our lives and our lives! So, Yan Hao, in this sense, you say, can you doubt Lan Kefan's affection for his mother? Do you still have to doubt Lan Kefan's ruthlessness towards his mother? ”

It's really related to my Yanhao! No wonder my mother exudes a cold fragrance in her body, I thought it was a body fragrance similar to musk, but it turned out that Lan Kefan spent more than ten years traveling all over the Xuan'ou Continent to collect and find all kinds of spiritual materials, which was carefully refined for the love in my heart! What kind of emotion is this? What kind of giving? What kind of sacrifice?

What else can be said and what can be said? All languages lose their color in the face of such feelings!

Yan Hao just stared at Xiao Jiumei, nodded, and raised his hand to make a realistic action that wanted to hit his head.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Jiumei smiled with satisfaction, solved her son's misunderstanding of Lan Kefan and a series of uncertain contradictions and even conflicts that might arise, and a boulder that had been hanging high in her heart for a long time finally fell heavily to the ground, and she suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, so she did not hesitate to untie a light blue translucent round jade slip from her neck, the size of her thumb, faintly emitting a wisp of cold fragrance.

Leng Xiangyu?

With a hint of doubt, Yan Hao looked at his mother Xiao Jiumei, he knew that since Xiao Jiumei had made a decision, she would definitely hand over this piece of cold fragrant jade to herself, and she had to watch her carry it around her neck with her own eyes.

Since this is the case, let's take it and check it first, Yan Hao is worried that if there is something like residual thoughts hidden in this piece of cold fragrant jade, then wouldn't the mother and son have to be unlucky? Yan Hao was scared, after all, in the jade slip of the Yan Mansion family, there was a remnant of a cool old man.

I don't know what the cool old man came from, but his intentions are sinister.

"Fortunately, my Yan Hao suffered a special situation, and the silver wolf tried his best to help, so I didn't fall into the hands of the old devil of the cool old man, this time I have to check Leng Xiangyu well, don't do the same thing again, it would be too stupid!"

Picking up Leng Xiangyu from the hand handed over by his mother Xiao Jiumei, Yan Hao did not hesitate to put it around his neck, and hung it close to his brother's chest, almost at the same time, a trace of soul fluctuation was suddenly controlled by Yan Hao and submerged into Leng Xiangyu.

"Mom, my son is sitting on the brocade couch for a while, why should you go, how about it?" Yan Hao said directly.

Knowing that her son might be tired, or maybe she had to meditate and practice immediately, Xiao Jiumei nodded and went out without any objection, and closed the door casually, and also took care of those girls not to enter the room at will.

As soon as he saw his mother Xiao Jiumei leave the room, Yan Hao urged his mind to thoroughly search and probe the piece of cold fragrant jade on his chest, and if he didn't check the innocence, Yan Hao even planned to destroy it immediately, and there were various means of destruction, one was to throw it away directly, one was to crush it with his own hands, and it was also one to put it into Si Lingding's withdrawal.

However, before deciding how to choose, Yan Hao still carefully chose to exude soul power for a thorough investigation.

As for what was really investigated, there was no problem with the destruction, and the mother Xiao Jiumei would not have any disgust, but if nothing was found out, and she was relieved, this would make Yan Hao embarrassed.

This Leng Xiangyu is the first love of her mother Xiao Jiumei, it records her mother's good memories of the past, and the most important thing is that this is perhaps the most important emotional sustenance in her life, and even, this Leng Xiangyu is the stand-in for her mother Xiao Jiumei, Yan Hao thinks, it is Lan Kefan's stand-in.

What kind of huge trust is it to hand over Lan Kefan's stand-in to himself? If it is lost or even destroyed at will, what will the mother think of his son? Disappointment is the shallowest injury, and hanging on the neck is the most terrible result!

Yan Hao, who had a solemn face, poured almost all his attention into Leng Xiangyu.

He urged the soul to fluctuate, carefully investigated, and seriously investigated, in fact, it was only three breaths, and a divine thought suddenly flew out from the core of Leng Xiangyu, and at the same time condensed a clear image, this person is long, and looks a little thin, but the whole body exudes a compassionate atmosphere, and there is also a faint awe-inspiring righteousness.

This person's black hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were as deep as stars, looking at Yan Hao, whose soul power was condensed, his soft voice immediately resounded in the narrow space condensed by Leng Xiangyu: "Since you can enter this miniature space, it means that you are the son of Xiao Jiumei, and you are still successful in cultivation, well, yes, you have advanced to the early stage of the Soul Martial Sect...... Hey, no, you're not Xiao Jiumei's son! ”