"That's right, my eldest brother's name is Murong Haitian, do you know?" Wind rubbed snow and confirmed again.

"Ling'er, you're so stupid, you're so stupid......" Murong Xinming didn't respond to the wind and snow, and his words were slurred in the midst of his sorrow.

After a while, when Murong Xinming's mood calmed down, he said to Feng Luxue: "Can you give me the Toad Silk Jinpa." ”

Murong Xinming took the golden pa, and in the stunned eyes of the wind and snow, he wanted to tear it open, which really startled the wind and snow, and quickly took it back: "You want to destroy it??? ”

In the pupils of the wind kneading the snow, a fierce killing intent suddenly flashed, staring directly at Murong Xinming, he needed an explanation, the toad silk Jinpa, has been well preserved, it is related to his eldest brother's life experience, he can't be sloppy, and now someone wants to destroy it in front of him, which makes the wind and snow how can he give up.

"My wife has liked thorn flowers since she was a child, Toad Silk Jinpa, thin as shoes, with exquisite Nangong thick silk as the edge, with longan as the line, slowly separated along it, immediately unveiled of it, Toad Silk Jinpa, not only a handkerchief, but also a token, a token of love for Jinpa, there will be words she left me in it." Under the hands of the wind and snow, Murong Xinming explained "honestly", not to mention the wind and snow, just the chapter of the dragon group, the heavy weight, forced him to overpower.

"Can we separate?" Between the wind rubbing the snow eyebrows, there was a hint of doubt, Toad Silk Jinpa, for the eldest brother Murong Haitian, there is no doubt that there is a baby pimple, not to mention separation, even if it is a glance, it is all separated from the box, cautious, for fear of getting it.

The wind rubbed the snow's eyes fell on the needle rust longan of the toad silk Jinpa, the whole needle rust dragon body belonged to the double dragon's eye rust, the wind kneaded the snow eyebrows, the whole Jinpa, and could not open any gaps, is it really as Murong Xinming said? The thread is at the needle rust longan?

Rather believe it, not believe it, try not to get in the way, the wind rubbed the snow carefully picked up, pulled its longan, the small red longan like a small particle, suddenly fell off, a golden line eye, connected in it.

"Be careful, go around the dragon, pull up from the inside, and separate !!" Looking at the clumsy technique of the wind kneading the snow, Murong Xinming nervously reminded that the whole person was even more nervous than the wind kneading the snow, and his hands trembled tightly, for fear that the wind kneading the snow would accidentally damage it.

Toad Silk Jinpa, in the wind kneading snow hands seem to be loose and easy to take off, but if there is no familiar person on the side to remind, as long as a link is wrong, it will directly present a dead knot, not to mention the detection of it, even if you want to restore, it is embarrassing.

As the edge of the toad silk golden pa was taken off, the toad silk golden pat was immediately divided into two halves, and the wind rubbed the snow with both hands, and sure enough, as Murong Xinming said, there were many words tattooed on it in the way of embroidery.

"Xinming, marry you, I don't regret it, if you can find this Jinpa, I hope you can get our child back, that's right, he is still alive, tell him that his mother has never given up on him, his beloved wife, Nangong Lingliu." After reading the wind and snow, there were bursts of feelings in my heart, and I deeply felt Nangong Ling's sadness from it.

Feng Rubbing Xue looked at Murong Xinming with complicated eyes, but he didn't expect that this time he was crooked, he was really the father of the eldest brother Murong Haitian, and Murong Xinming took Jinpa, his eyes were blank, and the whole person was paralyzed on the ground.

"Why, why, why are you so stupid." Murong Xinming, who was paralyzed on the ground, was holding the toad silk Jinpa, and he couldn't cry for a long time, constantly questioning something.

"Uncle, uncle, don't cry, my aunt still doesn't want to see you like this, I still have a Haitian brother, right? We've got to go find him. Murong Su on the side asked and explained.

"Yes, Haitian, where is Haitian, take me to see him, I want to see him." Murong Xinming wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, it was hard to imagine that a man over forty years old would shed tears.

"Kyoto!"

In the end, under the guidance of the wind and snow, Murong Xinming directly appropriated a military helicopter, planted the wind and snow and Murong Suwen, and flew to Kyoto.

The speed of the steel sports car may be higher than that of a military helicopter, but it can rampage, but it is not as fast as a helicopter, flying over the air, straight through the downtown area, without caring about passers-by, avoiding vehicles, or whatever.

On the helicopter, the wind and snow slowly learned some truth from Murong Xinming's mouth, it turned out that Murong Haitian and Murong Qingtian were really twins, when Murong Haitian was just full moon, he was found by the black list killer hired by the enemy, and Murong Haitian was at that time, under Murong Xinming's nose, the entire little heart was hollowed out bloodily, leaving a cold child corpse.

At that time, if it weren't for the timely arrival of the national security, presumably he and the young Murong Qingtian would not have escaped their doom, and then the news of Nangong Ling's death came, at that time, he could be said to be in despair, and Murong Haitian was the child he always thought had died, as for how Murong Haitian came to life, Murong Xinming seemed to have an answer, but he didn't tell Feng Rubbing Snow.

Da! Da! Da! ~

As a military helicopter broke into Kyoto, if it weren't for Murong Xinming's greeting in advance on the way, they would have been bombarded down by the wind and snow long ago.

Phoenix Community!

The helicopter landed and immediately attracted onlookers from all sides, and at the same time shocked the strength of its background.

"Is there an earthquake outside?"

The roar of the helicopter rumbled, Murong Haitian, Lei Zhengyu, Wan Wan, Xiaoxiao and others walked out in confusion, looking at the helicopter slowly falling in the air, and the flying sand and rocks blown by the strong wind made them unable to open their eyes, and they were more puzzled.

A middle-aged man in military uniform fell, his eyes locked directly on Murong Haitian, trembling all over, he walked into Murong Haitian step by step, his eyes fell on his heart, tears welled up in his eyes, and suddenly, no one expected that the middle-aged man in military uniform, a slap on Murong Haitian's face, fell in response.

The falling wind rubbed the snow, and the figure flashed, and without hesitation, kicked it out by the waist, splattered blood, and fell to the ground heavily.

"Commander!"

The soldiers driving the helicopter were also startled by the wind and snow, and jumped down suddenly, pulling out their guns and pointing directly at the wind and snow.

"Don't mess around, put down your gun."

Murong Suwen quickly stopped and intercepted in front of him, while blocking Ximen Zun's pace.

Murong Xinming, erasing the bloodstains, ignoring the wind and snow with a murderous aura on his face, his heart was up and down, and he stared at Murong Haitian trembling all over.

"Big brother, what are you doing, what's the matter with you, beating people indiscriminately." Wan Wan hurriedly helped Murong Haitian up, the red palm print on her face made her very angry, and Lei Zhengyu's eyes fell on Feng Rubbing Xue, very confused.

"Who are you!!"

Murong Haitian stood up with an angry face, and before he knew what was going on, the person who came was slapped on the head, almost not inciting him to a concussion, and the left side of his face was swollen.

"This slap was made by me for your mother."

Murong Xinming, as soon as the words fell, Murong Haitian rubbed the left side of his face, and was dumbfounded on the spot: "What do you mean?" ”

"My name is Murong Xinming, and I am your father!" Murong Xinming's words were amazing, and even Wan Wan and Lei Zhengyu froze.

"Father?"

Murong Haitian's whole person was as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt, his face was sluggish, staring at the middle-aged man in military uniform in front of him, and then his gaze fell on his right hand, and in his sight, the entire palm of his hand was covered with white gloves.

When he was three years old, since he can remember, Murong Haitian was left in the welfare home, for the memory of his childhood, Murong Haitian has a vague impression, as if the whole person came from pain, as for his father, his appearance has long been forgotten in the long flow of time, the only thing that he remembers deeply in his mind is that the hand without a palm, even if it is the wind and snow and Wanwan, he has not mentioned it.

Murong Haitian approached step by step, stretched out his right hand in fear, and landed on the white glove, in the puzzled eyes of everyone present, he pressed it lightly, hollow, making Murong Haitian shake, staring at the face in front of him, and tears flashed down in an instant.

I have always fantasized about the coming of this day, but when I really came, it still caught Murong Haitian off guard, looking at the "father" in front of him, with a slightly hateful gaze, Murong Haitian was puzzled, shouldn't he hate him?

"Get out of here!! ~”

Staring at Murong Haitian, Murong Xinming shouted angrily, his mood was completely different from when he came, he pushed away Murong Haitian's hand, his pupils were full of hatred, he turned around and got into the helicopter step by step, and left without even saying a word to Murong Haitian.

"Uncle, I haven't !! on the plane yet"

Murong Suwen noticed the helicopter taking off, and before he could react, it took off.

The wind and snow did not stop Murong Xinming from leaving, from the stagnant eyes of the eldest brother Murong Haitian, if the wind and snow guessed correctly, Murong Xinming should have shocked his memory.

"Are you really my cousin?"

Murong Su asked, looked at Murong Haitian, and said that he was not surprised that it was fake, and he was really exactly the same as Brother Qingtian.

"Brother Fengzi, is what that uncle said just now true? Is he really Big Brother's father? Wan Wan's eyes fell on the wind and snow, because people are brought by the wind and snow.

"Don't worry about it, go back to your room." Wind rubbed the snow and reprimanded.

"Don't! Hum! Then Wan Wan looked at Murong Su and asked, she recognized it, it was the stinky girl: "Stinky girl, is that really my eldest brother's father just now?" ”

"You're a stinky girl, you're a dead girl, you can't speak." A stinky girl on the left, a stinky girl on the right, Murong Su asked if he was angry.

"You're so stingy, don't you call you a stinky girl, tell me, is that my eldest brother's father?" Wan Wan showed weakness.

"You ask me, who do I ask, it should be." Murong Su asked perfunctorily, but she didn't expect that there was a lot of curiosity in the game, and a cousin came out, and she felt a little unbelievable until now.