Leng Xuesheng bought a carriage and drove it himself, with his son sitting in it.

The small table was full of food, and the inside was thickly laid.

Leng Xuesheng deliberately made it comfortable inside. I was worried that my son would accidentally fall off the carriage and bump into it.

The mother and son are like playing in the mountains and rivers, walking all the way, playing all the way, eating all the way.

Fortunately, Leng Xuesheng has a lot of money. Enough for them to live like this for the rest of their lives.

They lived like this for three months at a time.

In these three months, they almost played the scenery of the major cities and ate the delicacies of the major cities.

If it weren't for Leng Xuesheng digesting the contents of his son's stomach every day, maybe his son would have eaten a little fat man by now.

Today's little guys, with fat faces, look very cute, and the color is very normal.

However, this mother and son have been inconspicuous and watertight in the past three months, wearing an ordinary carriage, and they have broken into the world like this.

During their three months, there were also some people with bad intentions who intercepted them in the middle.

However, the final fate can be imagined!

"Son, we're going to arrive in another city next, I wonder if we'll meet your father here after all this time?" Leng Xuesheng asked softly.

At this moment, the little guy was holding a fruit in it and nibbling on it, and when he heard his mother's words, the little one's beautiful eyes turned around and then spoke.

"Yes!"

Leng Xuesheng listened to his son's words, smiled slightly, and didn't say anything.

One hand pulled the horse's rope, and the other hand slammed it on the horse's buttocks. The horse was in pain and quickly ran ahead.

"We'd better not recognize him, though!" At this time, the little guy spit out such a sentence in an old-fashioned manner.

He is about to be two years old, and at the age of two, he is like a child of seven or eight years old, and he speaks in an old-fashioned manner.

If he didn't know his age, Leng Xuesheng would have begun to suspect that his son was no longer two years old.

"Why? Don't you want to know your father? Leng Xuesheng was puzzled. Recently, my son's words have always been inexplicable.

The little guy rolled his eyes and said, "Don't leak the secret!" That's all I can say. ”

"Oh, baby Ruirui, how did my mother find out that you are talking like a little adult now?"

Bing Xurui didn't speak, still looking at the fruit in his hand seriously.

At dusk, Leng Xuesheng drove a carriage into a city, which was huge.

As soon as he came in, Leng Xuesheng found that many people in Cheng Zhong were carrying a sword. The people here do not live an ordinary life like people in other cities, but instead give people the feeling of being a city of cultivators.

Leng Xuesheng didn't guess wrong, although there are ordinary people in the city, most of them are cultivators, and this is also a city of cultivators.

Many of the shops sell all the supplies for cultivation. Only what is sold in those corners and corners is what ordinary people need.

After entering the city. Leng Xuesheng found an inn and stayed with his son.

After running outside for so long, they also want a good rest.

After asking for some hot water, Leng Xuesheng personally bathed his son and cleaned himself, and then took him down for dinner.