That woman is probably a parasite.

Jun Lan's fingers lit up slightly, and the furnishings around the palace were already suspended in the air.

The parasite was not afraid, but looked back at the snake.

The snake's eyes instantly turned blood-red again, and the phantom snake's tail flicked, and it rolled up Feng Lingluo, and then sent Feng Lingluo to its mouth, and the snake letter licked Feng Lingluo's face from time to time, and the saliva had already fallen to the ground, as if he wanted to eat Feng Lingluo.

"She's been tricked!" Jun Lan said calmly, and then looked at the snake lazily, and as soon as his figure turned, he was already sitting on the throne in the palace, looking at Feng Lingluo with interest, as if he was looking forward to how the parasite would use illusions on Feng Lingluo.

"This damn woman, if it weren't for her, I would have been with Brother Huan a long time ago, do you know what is the most painful thing about people?" The parasite laughed, and laughed wildly.

Jun Lancuo looked at the parasite like this, and didn't say a word.

Feng Ling's head buzzed, and when she opened her eyes again, she found that she had become smaller, and her hands were the hands of her when she was seven or eight years old, immature, and very small.

Feng Lingluo was very strange, because he was actually in his old mansion.

Feng Lingluo was a little confused, shouldn't she be in the Voice Continent? What was it like to go back to your own home?

Wait a minute......

Wasn't her old house burned down by her uncle a long time ago?

By...... Uncle burned it......

Feng Lingluo's mind was blank, where was there anything that had been burned in his mind, and after a while, the little Feng Lingluo ran to his old house.

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw a beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam slowly walking out of the house.

"Luoluo, today is your brother's birthday, what gift did you prepare for your brother?" The beautiful woman with a soft face squatted down and took off Feng Ling's schoolbag.

"Of course I have a gift for my brother!" Feng Lingluo pursed her lips, snatched her schoolbag from the hand of the beautiful woman, and then took out a turquoise whistle from inside.

This is a whistle, although it is very ordinary, but it is made by Feng Lingluo's hard work.

Although the whistle is only two centimeters short, the skin of the whistle is carved with a small figure of a family of four.

"Mom, do you think Jing'er will like it?" Feng Lingluo held the whistle, her immature face was slowly worried, and the baby's fat face was very cute.

"You and Jing'er both like musical instruments, Jing'er must like it!" Mother rubbed Feng Lingluo's head, then stood up and pulled Feng Lingluo into the house.

After Feng Ling fell into the house, Feng Lingjing's eyes were red when she saw Feng Lingjing in front of the table, tears fell instantly, and inexplicable sadness welled up in her heart.

"Luoluo, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Feng Lingluo crying suddenly, his father hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Feng Lingluo, and then coaxed him very dotingly.

"Is it because Luoluo didn't give you a birthday last time?" Mom asked, a little reproachful.

Feng Lingluo shook her head, she didn't cry because she didn't have a birthday.

On that birthday, her parents were going on a world tour, and it took two months to come back, that is, she came back recently, and she was a sensible child, so she would not be angry because of this.

Feng Lingluo raised her hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I ...... I'm just happy! ”