Peach City, Peach Spring.

Taoyuan is located in the south of Taocheng, is a garden covering an area of thousands of acres, in which there are not only peach blossoms, but also beauties.

It's just that the beauties here are different from the beauties in the flower building.

As long as Hualou spends money, it can make the beauty serve; As long as you have enough money, you can also wrap up all the beauties in the audience and have fun at will.

But not in Taoyuan.

Taoyuan has the rules of Taoyuan.

There is a couplet at the Taoyuan Gate, the couplet is carved by a female martial saint herself, and the blade and sword on it are clear, like a golden iron horse flowing through, and you have to stand in front of the couplet before entering the door.

Or to investigate the culture, or to examine the eyesight, or to cultivate.

Ming Yuejue is a businessman who values profit over culture, and he is also a cultivation scumbag, although his eyesight is a little bit, but he doesn't have enough cultivation to build a foundation, for so many years, he has only followed his father once.

All along, he wanted to try the wonderful taste of the year again.

It's a pity that he can't get in!

It was rare to have a high-end looking Nangong Jiuqin to come, and he did not hesitate to let the other party try it.

As long as Nangong Jiuqin can enter, as an escort, it should be no problem for him to follow him.

Nangong Jiuqin is also the Great Yan God Emperor, and he stood in front of the couplet, suppressed the murderous aura of the martial saint in the couplet, and obtained the qualification to get started.

After that, the two were teleported to different places and began their own hunting-glamorous journey......

In the flower building, after listening to the messenger's return, Zi Yunchen's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold glow flashed in his eyes, and he ordered: "Ask Taoyuan to triple the number of people on Nangong Jiuqin's hunting-Yan journey." ”

The messenger was a little surprised, and said, "Master, it is said that the master behind Taoyuan is a hybrid of the fox clan and humans, and he may not buy our Baixiaomen's account. ”

Zi Yunchen's mask frost: "If you don't buy it, you will call her to buy it!" ”

The messenger was taken aback: "However, the beauties of Taoyuan will be replenished, and the number of people will be tripled, that ...... That Lord Nangong might ********* Zi Yunchen expressionlessly and said, "Then let him ********* the messenger what else he wanted to say, but seeing that he was not in a good mood, he didn't dare to touch his moldy head, so he hurriedly retreated."

It happened that Luo Qingyin came out neatly and neatly, vaguely heard the words "*****, raised his eyebrows and said, "Plan to kill your father?" ”

Zi Yunchen's face softened slightly: "He's not worth it." ”

Luo Qingyin sat down beside him and sighed lightly, "Can't think of it? ”

Zi Yunchen shook his head: "I can think about it, but I'm still not happy." ”

If Nangong Jiuqin didn't go to Taoyuan with Ming Yuejue, this day should be the first time he and Nangong Jiuqin met in reality.

But what about reality?

Nangong Jiuqin didn't even look at him, and went directly to Taoyuan with the so-called "fellow practitioners".

He knew very well that Nangong Jiuqin had never cared about family affection.

But as a son, in his father's eyes, he was not as good as a group of fox spirits who picked up, and he still couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

Scum dad, there is no most scum, only more scum.

Thinking of what he had expected of his father......

As a child, whenever he was bullied or locked in the dark, unable to distinguish between day and night, he always hoped that his father would appear in front of him like a hero.

However, he was disappointed.

He told himself that he must be strong, and only when he became strong would his father appear.

However, he was still disappointed.

He didn't wait for his father, he waited for his master who became his father.

From the Pengguo Palace to the Mirror Lake, his heart gradually cooled in waiting, but he never stopped looking forward to it.

At the age of twelve, Hu Lao took him to Pengguo for training, and he once again stepped into the palace that made him sad, and personally packed up his mother's relics.

In the scrolls of his mother's diary, he saw the beautiful and brief time between his father and mother, and the love of his mother for the man who never appeared again during her forty-nine years of pregnancy.

Mother, like him, was waiting.

Wait for a man who won't show up.

He thought his heart had already cooled to ice.

However, when he saw Nangong Jiuqin and Ming Yuejue leaving, he still felt that the power of the desolation in his heart was about to move.

He wanted to take Luo Qingyin home with his baby.

He suddenly didn't want to see this man again.

He doesn't want to recognize such a father again!

Holding the phoenix egg in his arms, he gently stroked the lines on the surface of the eggshell, at the beginning, the mysterious lines on the surface of the eggshell were not clear, and with the passage of time and the feeding of the Qinglian fire, the lines gradually showed the appearance of the Qiankun fetus.

But in fact, it doesn't matter to him whether it is a Qiankun tire or not.

The important thing is that it is his baby, it is his blood, it is his flesh and blood.

Holding the phoenix god egg in his arms and listening to their slight turning or communication in the egg, he will have a sense of satisfaction as a father in his heart.

He loves them.

The contrast was so stark that he felt even more lost.

is also a father, why is Nangong Jiuqin so ruthless?

He decided to ask him personally.

made a break for the last trace of unwillingness in his heart.

Looking down at the Phoenix God Egg for a moment, Zi Yunchen got up and put the egg into her arms, the frost between her eyebrows had disappeared, and only a resolute coldness was left on her face: "You can cultivate with peace of mind or go to the Illusion Realm." ”

Luo Qingyin took the Phoenix God Egg: "What about you?" ”

Zi Yunchen said lightly: "Go and meet that fox clan half-breed, if you can, fight with the scumbag." ”

Luo Qingyin felt that his mood was a little wrong, and was about to say something, when the slightly open window suddenly flashed black, and the two turned their faces together, only to see the ink monkey jumping in from the window, landing on the Fengshen egg accurately, patting the eggshell lovingly, baring his teeth and saying: "Stupid woman, we found that there is a fun place in Taocheng, squeak." ”

Luo Qingyin was worried about Zi Yunchen, and it was rare for it to come over to interrupt, so he picked it up from the Phoenix God Egg and threw it on the table: "So you threw Xiaoxue and the others outside?" ”

"Don't worry!" The ink monkey squatted on the table, scratched his buttocks and said, "The owner of that place is a mixed-race fox, as soon as the stinky fox appeared, the blood suppression forced her to kneel on the spot, they are absolutely safe, squeak." ”

Half-breed foxes?

How does it sound familiar......

Zi Yunchen's eyes lit up, stopped going out to find fault, and asked, "What's the name of that place?" ”

"What's it called?" The ink monkey scratched his head, "It seems to be called Peach...... Shangri-La? There are peach blossoms everywhere in Peach City, and the names are all peaches or something, I can't remember clearly, squeak. ”

Luo Qingyin and Zi Yunchen glanced at each other, and Zi Yunchen immediately decided: "Take me there." ”

Luo Qingyin shouted to him: "I want to go too." ”

Zi Yunchen was a little hesitant, Luo Qingyin raised the corners of his lips and smiled at him: "Little goblin, no matter when, you have me and a son." ”

The ink monkey scratched the goosebumps on his body with his paws: "Yo yo, a bunch of dog food is slapped on the master's face indiscriminately!" ”

Mao Dun Literature