"Bastard, how can you be so uncalm?" Xiao Yao secretly blamed himself in his heart.

Although he has experienced so many things, through this incident, Xiao Yao realized that he was not mature enough, not stable enough, and a little self-willed.

Who is Ye Wuya? That is the head of Qianjimen, and from his conversation with Xiao Qingya, it can be judged that the strength of Qianjimen should be on a par with Xiao Cheng behind Xiao Qingya.

With such a powerful leader, who has always been one and the same, and decisive, how can an ant like Xiao Yao be allowed to say "no" in front of him?

Thinking about this, Xiao Yao pursed his lips self-deprecatingly, with a wry smile on his face. He felt that his ideas were so naïve and ridiculous.

In the world where the strong are respected, preaching morality to the strong is like a sheep asking a wolf, "Why do you want to eat me", which is simply stupid to the extreme.

This taste of life being controlled by others once again ignited a thirst for strength in Xiao Yao's heart. Walking around on the brink of death, this time, more intensely than ever.

"Sooner or later, I will also become an existence that controls other people's lives!"

When Xiao Yao secretly swore in his heart, seeing that he had realized his mistake, Xiao Qingfeng nodded approvingly, and then solemnly admonished him:

"Remember to be calm and calm when encountering problems! Don't be like me, get excited, lose your mind, and do something wrong......

"Doing something wrong?"

Xiao Yao was confused, and looked at Xiao Qingfeng fixedly, not understanding what he meant.

"I shouldn't have recognized Ye Wuya!"

Xiao Qingfeng's face was full of chagrin, and he regretted it in his heart, "You shouldn't tell your sixth uncle that he is an eighth-level spiritual weapon master, and he is also called a ghost saint." ”

"What's wrong with this?" Xiao Yao was even more confused.

"In the Zhongzhou Continent, the head of the Thousand Machine Gate is called Wuya, not Ye Wuya, and he is a seventh-level spiritual weapon master, not an eighth-level spiritual weapon master. Moreover, the name of the ghost saint is a joke given to him by his friends, and there are few people who know the Tao. Presumably, Qing'er doesn't know how to ......"

"Did my mother tell you?"

Xiao Yao blurted out a question, his face changed greatly, and suddenly, he seemed to understand why his father had to repeatedly emphasize that he couldn't tell anyone about his mother.

"Hmm!"

Xiao Qingfeng nodded, his expression was gloomy to the extreme, and he regretted his carelessness.

"Understood. ”

Xiao Yao sighed lightly, and his face darkened in an instant. He knew that his father had to go even if he didn't want to go to Qianjimen.

Ye Wuya has been here for so long, he must have already investigated the matter of their father and son. Naturally, Xiao Qingfeng couldn't have anything to do with those who knew his identity.

In this case, if Xiao Qingfeng knows that he is so secret, there is only one possibility, the pregnant woman eighteen years ago: Yao Xuewei who is pseudonym Wei Xuewei.

After a little analysis, Ye Wuya could guess that Wei Xue was very likely to be the illegitimate daughter of the previous palace master of Guanghan Palace and the current palace master of Guanghan Palace.

"He ......"

After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Yao still asked the doubt in his heart: "Will Ye Wuya use us to blackmail his mother?"

"Huh!"

Looking at the young man's face full of worry, Xiao Qingfeng laughed inexplicably, "Do you think I had to go with him because I was worried that your mother's identity would be exposed?"

"Isn't it?"

Xiao Yao was stunned, he felt that his brain was a little insufficient, and he really couldn't figure out what his father was thinking.

"Kid, so quickly forgot what I just said?"

Xiao Qingfeng's face suddenly turned cold, and he grabbed Xiao Yao's neck, his blade-like cold eyes stared at Xiao Yao who didn't know why, like the cold voice of the Nine Hells, and slowly spit it out from his mouth:

"Your mother's name is Wei Xue, and she died in childbirth when she gave birth to you. No matter who asks you, that's the answer, do you understand?"

"I know it!"

Xiao Yao shouted loudly, his eyes firm, "My mother's name is Wei Xue, and she is dead!

The sonorous and powerful voice, in the small secret room, rolled back and forth like thunder, endlessly.

"Shout at me a thousand times! You're so careless, how can I leave with confidence?"

Xiao Qingfeng was like a lion who was extremely angry, grabbed Xiao Yao's neck by the collar, and threw him against the opposite wall like throwing a sandbag.

"My mother's name is Wei Xue, and she is dead!"

After getting up from the ground, he once again realized that he had accidentally fallen into his father's trap, and no longer hesitated, and shouted again and again according to his father's instructions.

Xiao Yao said that this issue is very important, not only related to whether their family of three can be reunited, but also related to their lives......

When Xiao Qingfeng and Xiao Yao came out of the secret room, it was the early morning of the next day, and the sunlight poured through the thin mist on the faces of the father and son.

The warm feeling made the corners of their mouths raise at the same time, a faint smile appeared on their faces, and the confidence between their eyebrows was clearly visible.

"You're in a hurry to come back, is there something wrong with your cultivation?"

After bathing in the sun for a while, Xiao Qingfeng slowly put away the smile on his face, and the confidence between his eyebrows disappeared immediately, and his face was as calm as a lake of autumn water.

The one-night "special training" made Xiao Yao not only a little less impetuous, but also a little more mature and stable that was extremely inconsistent with his age.

After listening to his father's words, Xiao Yao remembered the purpose of his coming out of the spirit pool, so he slowly said about the fact that he was stuck at the peak of the nine-star warrior and the incompatibility between the Burning Sky Flame and the Ice Flame.

While speaking, Xiao Yao did not reveal the anxiety he had when he encountered difficulties in the past, and he looked indifferent, as if he was talking about others.

"There will be a bottleneck period in cultivation, keep a normal mind, don't deliberately force it, I said, cultivation is very important! Many times, it is inadvertently broken through. ”

Looking at the young man with his eyes slightly closed, his chin slightly raised, and still bathing in the warm sun, Xiao Qingfeng nodded approvingly, this night's on-demand, now it seems that the effect is quite obvious.

"As for the question of the mutual exclusivity of the two spiritual fires......"

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Qingfeng said unhurriedly: "Although it is said that water and fire are incompatible, in a certain situation, water and fire can coexist peacefully. ”

"What kind of specific situation?"

Xiao Yao opened his eyes with a "swish", his brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched, and a trace of doubt flashed in his calm eyes like a meteor.

"Balance!"

Xiao Qingfeng explained: "The two spiritual fires, one cold and one hot, are indeed natural enemies, but the main reason is that the cold ice flame has just been subdued by you, and its strength is too weak. If the strength of these two spiritual fires is equal, then when they find that neither of them can defeat the other, they will naturally stop fighting and completely cease to exist. ”

"I see!"

Xiao Yao nodded thoughtfully, the doubts in his heart were solved, and the young man's face couldn't help but have a touch of joy, but it was fleeting.

"Don't be too happy!"

Xiao Qingfeng poured a basin of cold water over at the right time, "Once the balance is reached, the two of them are bound to fight to the death, and at that time, ......"

"Don't worry, it's a piece of cake, I can handle it!" Seeing that his father's words were mixed with a hint of worry, Xiao Yao smiled confidently.

He was hoping that the Ice Flame and the Burning Sky Flame would fight to the death, so that he could take the opportunity to refine all the energy emitted by their battle into muscles and bones.

Then, while they were weakened because no one could help the other, he took advantage of the weakness and repaired the two disobedient little fellows fiercely, so that they knew that their masters were not easy to mess with.

"Be careful, I'm leaving!"

Looking at Xiao Yao, who was full of confidence, Xiao Qingfeng smiled lightly, reached out lovingly, patted him on the shoulder a few times, and then strode towards the door of the small courtyard.

"Kid, you're the best!

When he walked to the door, he suddenly raised his right arm and waved it, "Don't let me wait too long in the Zhongzhou Continent?"

"It won't be long!"

Staring at his father's upright back, Xiao Yao also clenched his right fist and made a cheering gesture, "Dad, you are also the best!

"Hahaha!"

Xiao Qingfeng, who walked out of the small courtyard, burst out into hearty laughter, and then, a sonorous and powerful voice slowly came: "You wait, that chair, I'm seated!"

"Father, you can leave with confidence! I will not let you down, and I will definitely go to the Zhongzhou Continent to find you as soon as possible!"

Muttering, Xiao Yao walked back to his room, shook his somewhat sleepy head, and walked into the bathroom.

As soon as he finished taking a bath, there was a gentle knock on the door and the girl's soft voice of concern: "Young master, are you sleeping?"

"I didn't sleep, come in!"

Hearing that it was Yu'er's voice, Xiao Yao said lightly while wiping his slightly wet hair.

With a "creak", the door was slowly pushed open from the outside, and immediately, Yu'er stood at the door with her big smart eyes blinking, like stars shining in the night sky.

Today, she was wearing a well-cut pale yellow warrior suit, coupled with her beautiful face and graceful temperament, which made Xiao Yao can't help but admire in his heart.

Glancing at the graceful body casually, Xiao Yao's black pupils shrank suddenly, and with a startled sound, he walked over and looked around Yu'er up and down, and carefully looked at him.

"Young Master!"

Feeling that the young man's gaze was a little hot, Yu'er's little face flushed with a touch of red, and she snorted softly, then lowered her blushing face and played with her fingers, the fullness of her chest rose and fell obviously, and her breathing became short.

Xiao Yao stopped, and the palm of his hand suddenly pulled up the girl's slightly heated little hand, and the soul perception slowly entered her body, and she clearly felt that there was a slightly majestic aura energy in her body.

In other words, Yu'er turned out to be a martial artist with good strength, which made Xiao Yao very surprised......