Yan Ling stretched out his hand and twisted it around his waist, grimaced at Yuan Qingxuan, and turned to look at the other children. Xie Rongfei still has something to do, and after seeing Yongkang, he left directly, Yan Ling and the others lived here, and the four children were divided into two rooms, and they are now tidying up their rooms.

Although there are two big ones, Baby and Fluttershy, Yan Ling is still a little uneasy, and must go to see it in person.

It was already getting late, and the three meals that lived here were provided for free, Yan Ling and the others let the children go back to their rooms to practice after eating, while he and Yuan Qingxuan waited for Yongkang.

After a while, Yongkang ran back, it seemed that in order to come as soon as possible, he ran all the way, and the child's little face was flushed, and his breath was still a little unstable.

Yan Ling looked at her son carefully, Yongkang was born to the present, this is the first time that she has left her side. Now it seems that Yan Ling is still very relieved, his son is not only stronger, but also seems to have grown a little taller.

Yongkang also stood beside Yan Ling considerately, letting his mother look at him, he hadn't seen his mother for half a year, and then he had the opportunity to look at Yan Ling by himself.

"Daddy, mother, isn't the war in the southern continent very tense? Mother, your face is not very good, is it too hard. I heard about what happened over there, and I knew that my father had organized an alliance against demon cultivation, was it because of this that my mother would work so hard. Yongkang saw that Yan Ling's face was not very good, and he was a little anxious, so he asked directly.

Yuan Qingxuan's face darkened, and Yan Ling immediately smiled and said, "No, mother, there were some things some time ago, but now they are fine, and they are not related to the alliance." You have to know if your father and mother don't form this alliance. We may have lost our homes by now. ”

Yongkang nodded, the monks are probably the same, so what Yan Ling said is also the truth, it doesn't matter to himself, especially the monks, they can cultivate anywhere, and the only ones who are nervous may be those large sects that occupy the spiritual vein.

Seeing that her son understood what she meant, Yan Ling pulled Yongkang closer to his arms, "Yongkang, tell my mother about you." ”

At this time, Yongkang Ke came to his senses and began to talk to Yan Ling about the situation of the Royal Academy.

This time, there were only sixty students enrolled in the Royal Academy. Among them, there are more than a dozen people like Yongkang, who were selected by the teacher, and the others are from all over the world, and they studied together for the first half a year, and what they learned was not exercises or anything. Rather, it was a series of rules about the Royal Academy, and after half a year, they began to divide into classes according to their respective cultivation.

Generally, they are divided into classes according to their cultivation. Yongkang is currently in a class of only 10 people. Because there are very few students in the foundation building period, some classes have more than 100 students per class.

And Yongkang's current homework is not very heavy, mainly to teach everyone how to use the heart method skillfully, improve the speed of cultivation, what makes Yongkang happiest is that it not only pays attention to the cultivation of students, but also teaches the children's combat ability at the same time. Generally, an experience will be organized every three months, and in just half a year, Yongkang's combat effectiveness has been greatly improved.

Hearing what Yongkang said, Yan Ling was also happy with the child, and sure enough, the Royal Academy was different. Their way of teaching is completely different from her own, and there are many things that Yongkang has learned here that she does not know.

She believes that when her children graduate, Yongkang will definitely be reborn. Studying at the Royal Academy is also time-limited, and it is not possible to study indefinitely, and the graduation time stipulated here is delimited by age and cultivation. If you reach the age of twenty-five, you must graduate, and there is also a condition that students can graduate directly when they reach the stage of incarnation.

If Yongkang didn't want to spend twenty-five years old in the Royal Academy, he would have to actively cultivate, and strive to enter the god transformation stage before the age of twenty-five. In fact, this condition is not difficult for the students of the Royal Academy, and every year such geniuses are born.

Yan Ling kept smiling and listening to his son say interesting things about him when he first arrived here, seeing that the time was not early, Yan Ling left Yuan Qingxuan in the room and took his son directly into the space, his son has to study every day, so there is too little time to be with her, of course Yan Ling has to use the space cheat to let his son get together with him a little longer.

Because Xiao Huang and Peony are currently staying in Nanli Kingdom, there are only Yan Ling's mother and son in the entire space.

Yan Ling took his son to sit in the small courtyard of the stone house, personally made a cup of spiritual tea and handed it to Yongkang, and took out some fruits for the child to eat.

"Okay, Yongkang, there's no one else here, you can be honest with me, where is Weishenme going to live?" Yan Ling directly threw the question out.

Yongkang's face was embarrassed again, and he lowered his head slightly in order not to let Yan Ling find out.

Yan Ling sighed and said, "Yongkang, my mother doesn't want to find out your secret. You're old enough to know what to do and what not to do, and what is your purpose in coming to the Royal Academy? weishenme just gave up so haode resources, you should understand that our family is not short of spirit stones. ”

"Mother, I'm just living there for a while, and I'll move out in a few months, mother, don't worry, I know everything." Yongkang looked up at Yan Ling, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Seeing his son's appearance, Yan Ling was completely puzzled, what was Yongkang hiding? Can't you even know it?

Yan Ling patiently asked again: "Yongkang still doesn't want to tell the truth to his mother?" ”

Yongkang looked up at Yan Ling, and there was a hint of loosening in his eyes, but Zuihou still nodded.

Yan Ling laughed silently, his son is really old, and he has only been away from him for half a year, so he is reluctant to share secrets with himself, but he just knows one thing, his son is very smart, he just knows what to do and what not to do.

She didn't plan to be so lenient about other things, after all, this was the Royal Academy, and her son should have his own life.

Yan Ling didn't dwell on this problem, but took Yongkang back to the room, Yongkang has been here for half a year, it is estimated that the elixir has been exhausted, after taking out some elixir from the space to Yongkang, he directly let Yongkang cultivate on the spirit gathering array, his son now lives there is no spiritual vein, and it is still very difficult to quickly increase his cultivation, so let the spirit gathering array be given to his son in the next few days.

With his son by his side, Yan Ling slept very peacefully.

Yongkang seized every opportunity to get promoted as soon as possible, and when Yan Ling woke up, the child was still cultivating on the Spirit Gathering Array, Yan Ling probed outside, it was only the middle of the night, Yan Ling ran to the small kitchen to get a pot of love for his son Rice Porridge, and then sat patiently and waited for his son.

When the child leaves his mother's side, he is most worried about being a mother, although Yongkang said that everything is fine, but Yan Ling understands that even if there is a fight in a small sect like the Sanquan faction, it is impossible to avoid it here, but Yongkang did not mention such a thing at all. Yan Ling felt very relieved, the child had grown up, she suddenly felt very lost, the child was growing up day by day, and her heart was becoming more and more empty.

Thinking of this, Yan Ling thought of the child who had no chance to meet, and her heart began to throb and ache.

She didn't dare to show it too obviously, for fear that her family would follow her and worry about it, but this matter had become a deep wound in her heart, which could never be healed, and now there was a danger of spreading and ulcerating, as soon as she thought of this, she couldn't help but want to strangle herself, how could she be so heartless, losing this child was simply God's punishment for her.

How difficult it is to have a child, especially in this case, it is a gift from God that she can get pregnant again, but she doesn't know how to cherish it, so this innocent little life disappears.

Hatred kept coming into her brain, and at this moment, Yan Ling was even hideous, she really wanted to kill herself.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" After Yongkang finished practicing, he saw Yan Ling sitting aside, and there was a pot of fragrant spiritual rice porridge beside her, Yongkang was looking at his mother with a smile, but he found that his mother didn't know what to think and was actually thinking about it, and her face was hideous, and she looked very scary.

Yongkang's cry made Yan Ling slowly come back to her senses, she tried hard to pull the corners of her mouth to give her son a smile, she felt so tired and tired.

"My mother cooked spiritual rice porridge for you, eat a little first and cultivate, it's only midnight, you still have time." Yan Ling said lightly.

"Mother, what's the matter, what's wrong with you, your face is suddenly a lot ugly." Yongkang was very worried about Yan Ling, he had never seen that look just now, how could his mother have such an expression.

"Oh, really?" Yan Ling touched her face, she didn't know what she looked like just now, she just felt that her whole body was tired, this feeling would often appear now, so after such a long time, Yan Ling still looked sick.

Yan Ling, who came back to his senses, smiled at Yongkang, "Mother, it's okay, hurry up and come over and eat porridge." ”

Yongkang looked at Yan Ling suspiciously, slowly picked up the porridge cooked by Yan Ling, and thought about what while eating?

After eating the porridge, Yongkang obediently returned to the Spirit Gathering Array to continue cultivating, while Yan Ling returned to bed, she was very tired, she wanted to rest.

Yan Ling, who was lying on the bed, did not get peace, and slowly she actually entered the dream. In the dream, there was a smaller girl sitting on the ground crying.

Yan Ling ran over distressedly, "What's the matter, little baby, why are you crying so sadly, where is your mother?" ”

The little girl was very beautiful, wearing a pink flower skirt, and her little face was pink, but it was a pity that her eyes were red from crying.

"Mother, mother doesn't want me, mother doesn't like me." The little thing was crying and sobbing.

Yan Ling was even more distressed, and stepped forward to hug the little girl, "Silly girl, how can my mother not want you, mothers all over the world are the same, they don't like their children, are you lost, is it okay for your aunt to take you to your mother." (To be continued......)