Shen Qianning looked at the familiar arrangement in front of him, and there were countless emotions surging in his heart.

Not far away, there are three or two wooden houses.

The front of the wooden house is spacious, and there is a crooked-necked tree about ten meters away, and under the tree is a stone table with chess pieces.

This kind of scene is exactly the same as the back mountain where I just practiced with my master.

Her nose was sore, her eyes were red, and tears were rolling down her cheeks, and she was busy wiping her face to keep herself from crying.

She turned around and washed her face by the stream not far away, but it was this time that she was stunned.

The stream reflects her appearance, that beautiful face, willow eyebrows, Xiaoqiong nose, eyes as bright as stars, and just the right fusion of facial features, which is better than her body at any interface, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a country and a city, and a shallow smile.

That's heaven's favorite!

But this is not what shocked her the most, what shocked her the most was that this face was the original her!

What's going on? Could it be that there are people in this world who look exactly like her?

She was puzzled, "Xiaoqing... This is? ”

"That's right, that's you. It's just just a seal. Xiao Qing was silent for a moment, as if she was hesitating about something, and only after a moment did she continue to speak, "Host, you can be here for three days, of course you can tell him that as long as he cultivates well, he will see you again." ”

"What you said is true?" Shen Tanning couldn't believe it and asked nervously.

"It's true." Xiaoqing nodded heavily.

"Okay, I'll tell him!" Shen Tianning clenched his fists, for this is inevitable.

But when she reached the hut again, her steps froze, and she could not knock on the door anyway.

Ling Han, does he still know her? Xuan'er, will he blame her mother? Don't want to recognize her?

What's more, even her appearance has changed now...

She was a little hesitant, a little scared.

I couldn't make up my mind for a while.

At this time, Shen Lingxuan, who was meditating and cultivating, had stopped, his eyes fell on the wooden door, and he didn't move, but after waiting for a long time, no one knocked on the door, and the indifference in his eyes spread, and then he stood up and walked to the door and opened the door.

Shen Tanning was about to turn around and leave, but the wooden door was suddenly opened, and before she could make a move, she faced the young man.

In an instant, Shen Tanning's eyes widened.

The young man in front of him was about ten years old, with black hair crowned with a jade crown, and that face was seven or eight points similar to himself!

Don't look at him as only ten years old, but he is already about 1.5 meters tall, and he has reached Shen Qianning's shoulder, there is no emotion on his face, and there is an inexplicable sense of alienation all over his body.

Those eyes were full of indifference, but when he saw the appearance of the woman in front of him, he was also stunned, with a surprised look on his face, and the indifference in his eyes was replaced by longing...

Mother?

He opened his mouth and didn't scream, there were a lot of portraits of his father in the house, and his mother didn't look like this, but... This woman is eight points like herself!

Is there really such a coincidence in this world?

However, the moment he saw the woman, his heart still trembled uncontrollably and throbbed...

Shen Tanning's eyes were hot, and tears fell down her cheeks in an instant, she was going to find Ling Han first, but she didn't expect that it was Xuan'er who lived here...

She raised her hand, her fingers trembling to touch the boy's cheek.

She doesn't know how many times she imagined in her heart what her children would look like when they grew up, and imagined what it would be like for them to meet.

Pity the hearts of parents in the world, how can she not think of him?

"Who are you?" The young man did not resent the woman's touch, and the cold fingers fell on his face, but he felt a little nostalgic.