Early the next morning, Sinan got up early in the morning and went out with his son.

The bamboo sea where she lives is a peach forest, and the pink petals are slanting down, like a rain of flowers all over the sky.

This peach forest was supposed to be where she lived, but Sinan hated pink and tender flowers, so Jian Rong offered to change it with her, and the bamboo sea where she lives now is actually Jian Rong's original residence.

In the courtyard, the man turned his back to Sinan, his white clothes were flying lightly, his ink hair was slightly raised, he was burdened with one hand, and even his back was dull.

"Uncle!" Si Zihuai saw the man standing in the courtyard at a glance, and his eyes immediately lit up, and he ran towards him with his calves.

"Xiaobao." The man slowly turned around and rubbed Xiao Baozi's soft face.

He was long and jade, his white robe was lifted by the breeze, a handsome man like a fairy, but his inky eyes were lonely that could not be hidden, his eyes fell on Sinan, and his voice was gentle: "I heard that the master said that you are going back." ”

"Well, I set off today, and before I left, I specially took Xiaobao to say goodbye to you."

The corners of Sinan's mouth were lightly raised, and the warm sun shone on her face, Jian Rong only felt that the peach blossoms in the garden were not as dazzling as this smile.

Jian Rong's gaze gradually became soft and reluctant, "If there is any difficulty in the future, come back, the secret sect will always be your home, if you are tired outside and tired of worldly battles, my Jian Rong will always be the destination of you and Xiaobao." ”

Sinan was stunned, Jian Rong said such things to her for the first time in three years.

"Senior brother, thank you, but you should understand me, I never force it, it's not fair to you and me."

Seeing that the girl's beautiful face was full of seriousness, Jian Rong knew in her heart that with Sinan's character, if she really liked herself, she would have taken the initiative to go to him in three years, so why wait until now.

"Besides, a handsome guy like Senior Brother is still afraid that he won't find a good person? Senior brother, why don't you go down the mountain, with your current ability, if you investigate carefully, you will definitely be able to find ......"

"Xiaonan, I won't go down the mountain." Before Sinan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Jian Rong, his eyes flickered a little gloomy, and he said lightly: "The secret sect is my home, the master is my relative, and I don't need anything else." ”

Jian Rong knew that Sinan wanted him to go down the mountain to find his biological parents, as she said, it was easy to find his relatives with his current ability.

But...... He didn't want to.

There is no regret medicine in the world, since his relatives abandoned him at the beginning, don't expect him to recognize him again, Master worked hard to raise him, and he is his only relative!

"Okay." Sinan didn't say anything more, pulled Si Zihuai and smiled, and said, "Senior brother, let's go." ”

"Uncle Shi, Xiaobao will miss you and Shigong!" Xiao Baozi waved goodbye to Jian Rong.

In the midst of the flying flowers, Jian Rong stood in the courtyard, watching Sinan and Si Zihuai leave, until the figures of the two turned into small dots and disappeared completely, and his gaze was not withdrawn.

From now on, this dense mountain will become quiet again......

……

At the foot of the dense mountain, Sinan recited the recipe and came out of the enchantment.

The two of them, one big and one small, walked side by side, and Sinan pulled the little bun, but since he came out of the mountain, this little guy has not spoken, and his lively personality is completely different from the past.

Sinan looked down and saw that her baby was pouting, with the words "unhappy" written on her face, she couldn't help but feel funny, and asked, "What's wrong, your mouth is going to pout to the sky, unhappy?" ”

Si Zihuai nodded, and his soft and glutinous voice carried a bit of resentment, "Xiaobao wants a father, why doesn't my mother like my uncle, you two get married, Xiaobao can live in Mishan forever, isn't it?" ”

Sinan knew that Si Zihuai had always liked Jian Rong, but she would still make it clear to Xiao Baozi about matters of principle.

"Because my mother doesn't like my uncle, I just treat him as a relative, and if I accept this feeling at will, it is disrespectful to my uncle."

"Besides......" Sinan turned around, and his low voice was a little mysterious, "Xiaobao doesn't want to see the world outside Mishan?" Delicious and fun, no less than Mishan, are you willing to stay in the mountains for the rest of your life? ”

"This ...... Ahem. Xiao Baozi's heart moved, he coughed lightly twice, and began to talk serious nonsense, "I was just talking about playing, mother, I went down the mountain with you to protect you, not for those delicious and fun, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand!" ”

Sinan: "......"

……

Fengyan Island.

Feng Yuan leaned back in his chair, his crimson robe embroidered with dark phoenix patterns, this bright color was not half gaudy on his body, but it gave rise to a formidable coldness for no reason.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, bloodthirsty red light burst out of his eyes, and the cold momentum and coercion diffused, and his voice was low, like a king in the dark night.

"The woman, back."

Sinan, the female hooligan who forced herself, borrowed his phoenix seed without a sound, and dared to play missing, thinking of this Feng Yuan's hatred itched.

At this time, Chongwu suddenly rushed in from the outside, and even forgot to knock on the door, and said anxiously: "Master, it's not good, the unreasonable old man of the secret sect is here!" Do you need your subordinates to lead troops to stop him? ”

"No, you don't." Feng Yuan waved his hand nonchalantly, his slightly constricted red eyes revealing nonchalance, "You can't stop it." ”

"Tsk, your Fengyan Island is still as lifeless as before, and you don't even have any popularity, it's really boring!"

As soon as Feng Yuan's words fell, he saw an old man in a black coat swaggering into the main hall, with a grass in his mouth, and he didn't look like a straight man.

"If you don't like it, you can get out, no one invited you." Feng Yuanjun's face sank, "If you have nothing to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Palace, and say, what are you doing on Fengyan Island?" ”

"Xiao Nan'er has returned to Daliang."

"I know." Feng Yuan's eyes sank, his perception was extremely strong, if he concentrated his mind, he could perceive any corner of the entire continent, but the Mishan enchantment was closed, and Sinan was protected by the old man of the secret sect, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Xiao Nan'er is not the daughter of a true dragon." Wang Qiyu looked at Feng Yuan with a frank gaze, "So her son can't help you inherit the bloodline of the Feng clan." ”

"Heh, you think I'm going to believe you?" Feng Yuan snorted coldly, with disdain in his bloodthirsty eyes, "The witch maiden of the Feng clan has long predicted that the only one who can help this king conceive an heir is the daughter of the true dragon, and now you tell me that the woman who gave birth to my child is just an ordinary person?" ”

"Believe it or not." Wang Qiyu ignored Feng Yuan's questioning, took out a cigarette stick and lit it, took a deep breath and slowly spit it out, "Xiao Nan'er has been in Mishan for three years, I can't understand it anymore, although she is smart, she is good at alchemy medicine and Qimen Dunjia, but her qualifications are mediocre in cultivation, do you think the descendants of the True Dragon Clan will be this kind of waste wood physique?" Feng Yuan, what is the real dragon clan like, you didn't understand it two hundred years ago. ”

Feng Yuan's red eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold air instantly filled the entire hall, the war two hundred years ago was the last thing Feng Yuan wanted to mention in his life, the mighty Divine Beast Phoenix was defeated by the Dragon Clan who had been lonely for a long time, if it wasn't for the damn King of the Dragon Clan, he would now be the master of the Yanwu Continent!

At the end of that battle, Si Ming was buried in the magma of the western volcano, although he won, but he was also seriously injured, the phoenix veins were shattered, and the aura was exhausted, it was the last three elders of the Feng clan who hung him with their spiritual power, so he barely survived, and when Feng Yuan could open his eyes, the three elders had run out of oil and were consumed alive.

After that, the feud between the Feng clan and the dragon clan was settled, although it is said that the true dragon clan has perished, but in Fengyan Island, the word "dragon" is still taboo that cannot be mentioned.

Feng Yuan didn't speak, his sharp red eyes were incomparably piercing, as if he wanted to see through people, but Wang Qiyu still looked like a hanger, and his casual tone didn't look like a lie.

"Whew-"

He slowly exhaled another puff of smoke, looked at Feng Yuan through the white smoke, and continued: "Although Xiao Nan'er left Mishan, the old man is not blind, if you dare to touch a single hair of their mother and son, I don't mind taking my big disciple and slaughtering your Fengyan Island!" ”

"Really?" The corners of Feng Yuan's lips raised an evil smile, and his voice was low, "We might as well try it, see if I kill Si Nan quickly, or if you slaughter the city quickly." ”

"You dare!" , Wang Qiyu was so angry that her face was red and green, and she resisted the urge to go up and beat people, and silently thought in her heart - this is all for Xiao Nan'er!

"Fill the force, send off the guests!" Feng Yuan waved his long sleeves, unceremoniously gave the order to evict the guests, got up and walked to the inner hall.

"Hmph, broken place, are you willing to stay with me?!" Wang Qiyu snorted heavily and left angrily.

Out of the Fengyan Palace, Wang Qiyu gradually calmed down, he came to Fengyan Island this time to confuse Feng Yuan's audio-visual experience, Sinan has a seal bonus, no matter how Feng Yuan's subordinates investigate, it will be a result of mediocre cultivation qualifications, but the True Dragon Clan are all cultivation wizards, and the contradiction between the two should make Feng Yuan difficult in Si Nan's true identity.

I just don't know how long I can hide it......

He looked in the direction of Daliang and said with a long sigh: "Xiao Nan'er, that's all the teacher can help you." ”

The inner hall of the Fengyan Palace.

This is the usual place where Feng Yuan cultivates, a pitch-black martial arts training ground, and the sunlight sloping down the only gap in the roof, illuminating the handsome face of Feng Yuan standing below like a divine mansion.

"Dark Guard."

As soon as his deep voice fell, five black shadows flashed behind him, and the five of them said in unison: "Yes, master!" ”

"Keep an eye on Si Nan, especially her recent cultivation." Feng Yuan looked up at the blue sky in the gap in the roof, and slowly closed his eyes, "No matter how big or small, everything about her in the future must be reported to me!" ”

"Yes!"

The five people behind him answered, and disappeared without a trace.

"Sinan......" Feng Yuan muttered in a deep voice, and when he opened his eyes again, the bottom of his red eyes seemed to be stained with blood.

Who the hell are you?

……

In an inconspicuous tavern in Kyoto City, Daliang Country, a girl dressed in red leaned on a chair at the window on the second floor, holding a wine glass in her fair and slender hand, and drank it all.

The sake flowed slowly down her throat, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly hooked, and her lazy smile had a touch of charm, and there was a coldness in the charm that was not easy to approach.

"Mother, what are we doing here?" Si Zihuai took a bite of the horseshoe cake in his hand and asked in a glutinous voice.