Ling Han's straight body stiffened, and then he turned his head to look at Shen Lingxuan.

The boy's big eyes stared at him, a little nervous, obviously he was afraid that he would refuse.

The eyes were all too familiar, except that the woman always blinked with a sly light, while the boy was mostly calm.

Ling Han only felt that his heart was stagnant, and he had clearly said that she was blessed to enjoy it, and it was difficult for her.

But he didn't do it, and just let the woman die in front of him...

God knows how desperate he is and how much he wants to be with her.

However, that stupid girl was left with a problem for him before she died.

She said let him take care of their children...

If he had known that things would turn out like this, he would never have left her anyway.

What is the peace of the world of Raushzi, what is the life of the world, what does it have to do with him?

Without her, what is the point of his life?

He wanted to laugh a little, but in the end he just tugged at the corners of his mouth.

He didn't speak, just reached out and rubbed his head, then nodded slightly.

Shen Lingxuan was suddenly overjoyed, his big eyes were full of excitement, and a smile appeared on his face, but in an instant, he lowered his head and restrained his emotions.

Because he knew that Ling Han's heart was suffering all the time.

The head of the house was also overjoyed to see this, and hurriedly walked into the kitchen to bring out the food, "Eat quickly." ”

He and Ling Han didn't have to eat, but Shen Lingxuan had just started cultivating, so he naturally needed to eat.

However, I have to say that Shen Lingxuan's talent is hundreds of times higher than Ling Han's!

It is not an exaggeration to say that the cultivation speed is a thousand miles a day.

He dared to say that in less than twenty years at most, this child would be able to achieve positive results and rank in the immortal class!

Shen Lingxuan hesitated to approach Ling Han, as if he wanted to say something, but at this moment, Ling Han suddenly reached out to take his little hand and walked towards the dining table step by step.

The boy's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Ling Han's back in front of him in disbelief, he had dreamed that one day, Ling Han would be able to hold his hand like other fathers, and his solid back would protect him in front of him, but he didn't expect this to become true.

The man's big hands were cold, but Shen Lingxuan felt very warm, if it was a dream, he really hoped that he would never wake up.

The two sat at the dining table together, Shen Lingxuan still felt a little dreamy, but at this moment, Ling Han suddenly picked up the chopsticks and served him vegetables, "Eat." ”

"Hmm..." Shen Lingxuan lowered his head, his eyes were a little sour, and he almost burst into tears.

After the meal, Ling Han took the child into the wooden house and taught him to cultivate, and his expression was also very gentle.

In the evening, Ling Han patted the boy on the shoulder, "Cultivate well." Leaving a word, he pushed the door open and walked out after the child nodded.

Shen Lingxuan sat cross-legged, the spiritual power between heaven and earth was incorporated into his dantian and wandered in the meridians, when he finished a week, he opened his eyes, and took out a small purse from his arms, red, with a small "Xuan" character crooked with golden silk threads.

His eyes fell on the purse, and his little hands rubbed like a treasure, because it was the only thing his mother had left him.

"Mother... Did you see that? Daddy is willing to speak, and he said twenty words to me today! ”

"Mother... Don't worry, Xuan'er will cultivate well and not make her father angry, Xuan'er will be very well-behaved, but Xuan'er misses you very much..."

"Mother, my father misses you too..."

Not far from the house, Ling Han stood in the cool breeze, his clothes fluttering.

The boy's whispers were whispered, and he could hear them clearly.

He looked up at the sky.

Yesterday he had a dream.

A somewhat uncanny dream, as if he understood something in his heart.

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the long-term coldness on his face dissipated, leaving behind tenderness.

"Ning'er... Xuan'er is very sensible, if you are here, you must be very happy. ”