After a series of complicated unlocking steps, Jiang Haoran walked into the observation room, which was a small room of less than ten square meters.

It's not so much an observation room as a box without a notch. When the door was closed, Jiang Haoran couldn't detect where the door was when he was inside, and if he hadn't walked in from the outside, he wouldn't have believed that it was a room at all. On the wall next to it, you can see the one-way mirror on the outside, and when you look at it inside, there is no difference between it and the surroundings, and people who don't know why don't know how to do it at all, and their every move in this side is clearly seen by people on the other side of the wall.

A special bed that was originally placed in the middle had been kicked aside by Lu Jian at this time, and it was leaning diagonally between the two walls. The instruments used to measure vital signs had been destroyed by the insane land pressure. Claw marks like sharp claws are densely scattered all over the corners of the wall.

At this time, Lu Jian was shrinking in the corner between the bed and the two walls, gnawing hard at the iron frame of the bed with his teeth, and the sound of the grinding of the Titicaca echoed in the small room, as if a madman was sharpening a sharp knife.

Hearing the movement, Lu Jian raised his head to look at the other side, and he was very curious about the sudden addition of a person.

His hair, which had been neatly combed, was now a mess by him, and his face was bruised and purple, which was the mark left by him when he jumped up and down in this small room, accidentally touching those instruments and the iron frame bed. A pair of scattered and confused eyes looked at Jiang Haoran blinking, and at the same time, a simple smile appeared on his face.

Looking at this creature in the chaos that was favored by the Heavenly Dao, Jiang Haoran shook his head with emotion in his heart.

In Chaos, each creature takes a different form. Some have the head of a beast and a human body. The whole body is covered with hair, very small in size, and some have a human head and a bird body. There are sharp pecks on their mouths, and their bodies are huge, and some of them even look like alien beasts, with large mouths and fangs, and they are extremely ferocious. Even the world's first spiritual opener, the founder Yuan Ling, also looks weird. At that time, Lu Jian was the only one, and the whole body looked so flawless, and an extremely comfortable and harmonious beauty made the rest of the living beings envious. Later, the Three Thousand Great Dao began to spread, and many living beings used their abilities after learning the exercises. Strive to shape yourself into a body like land pressure. Later, Nuwa sensed the call of heaven and made people from the soil, and the object of reference was also land pressure. As the saying goes, there is Hongjun first and then there is the sky, and Lu Zhuan Daojun is still ahead.

Seeing the ancestor of the mortal body now look like this, this made Jiang Haoran feel sad.

Lu Jian kept sniffing, and slowly approached Jiang Haoran, as if he wanted to sniff something out of him. sniffed around, as if he didn't smell the feeling he wanted from Jiang Haoran, Lu Jian began to reach over and put his hands up and down on Jiang Haoran's body.

For such harassment. How could Jiang Haoran let him succeed, besides, there were still a group of golden immortals watching outside. Long Coco is also there. How could such an embarrassing scene fall into their eyes, so they hurriedly avoided it.

But Lu Jian was unrelenting, and followed Jiang Haoran's figure closely, and the strangeness of his body speed made Jiang Haoran unable to get rid of it for a while.

Unable to get rid of it, Jiang Haoran simply made it, held his left hand tightly, turned around behind him, and then stretched his right hand to his chest, and forcefully held it in his arms.

Lu Jian couldn't move, and began to yell there, and his free right hand went to break Jiang Haoran's right hand. At this time, Lu was in a state of madness, and all his actions were just instinctive battles, and he didn't think of using his divine power to fight for it. And Jiang Haoran also didn't use his own divine power, but just used the strength of his body to restrain him.

The lanterns outside the room and the immortals were all shocked when they saw Jiang Haoran behaving like this, and their hearts were actually raised. They were all worried that Lu Jian would provoke Jiang Haoran to anger him by this offensive move. However, they only saw that Lu Jian was constantly fighting, and did not make any move to use his divine power, so they watched quietly with patience and anxiety.

"Land pressure. Jiang Haoran shouted: "Calm down, I'm here to help you, don't move obediently." ”

But how could Lu Jian listen to him, he was restrained, and his body instinctively struggled. couldn't break Jiang Haoran's hand, so he began to scratch it with his fingernails.

The claw marks on the wall, Jiang Haoran noticed it when he came in, seeing that Lu Jian was caught at this time, how could he succeed, if he was caught, it would be difficult to ensure that the back of his hand would not be grabbed a piece of meat. So he hurriedly pushed it away.

Escaping from the uniform, Lu Pressure seemed to be frightened, looking at Jiang Haoran with a frightened look, as if he had seen a ghost, he quickly rushed to the corner and hugged his head tightly, his body trembling.

Seeing this, Jiang Haoran shook his head impatiently. He slowly approached it, trying to soothe Lu Quan's uneasy emotions. But after being frightened, Lu Jian saw Jiang Haoran coming over, thinking that he was going to restrain himself again, and the pain of being countered on his shoulders was still there at this time, and he was so frightened that he rushed to the other side.

approached many times, but to no avail, Jiang Haoran felt very impatient. Originally, he planned to appease Lu Jian and sit and talk slowly with him, but now in this situation, he could only talk to him from a distance.

Jiang Haoran began to sing the poems he heard his mother sing when he was a child and watched the stars under the moon.

The fog is misty, and the vision is indistinguishable from the real and the virtual.

The heart is hazy, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

You and I know each other and meet each other, and we are looking for the peaceful land of chaos.

Stand together to defend against strife.

Time passes, and family affection is as deep as the fog in front of you.

In this life and this life, you and I will never be separated.

At that time, little Jiang Haoran heard his mother singing this poem affectionately, thinking that it was to him. The love between mother and son is so strong, you and I will never be separated, which made Jiang Haoran feel extremely happy at that time, thinking that his parents would never leave him again, but he was disappointed again and again.

At this time, Jiang Haoran fully realized the melancholy eyes of his mother under the moon at that time. After learning the story of Chaos, he can understand how his mother misses the creature who lived with him through the difficult years of Chaos. Through the poems, Jiang Haoran could imagine how deep the sister-brother relationship between the two was at that time, and the two depended on each other and feared each other, avoiding the disputes of chaotic beings together. It wasn't until they were chased and killed by Rahu that the two avoided trouble and worshiped under the founding Yuan Ling Sect, that they were able to find the quiet land they had been looking for for a long time. Later, because of the inspiration of heaven and the dedication of each other, the two had to part.

And Lu Quan, who was trembling, trembled violently when he heard Jiang Haoran chanting this short poem, his eyes began to gradually clear and bright, and the long-lost feelings of relatives in his heart were aroused again, and his eyes began to moisten. Incredible eyes looked at Jiang Haoran and sang the poem with the same feelings. It was the poem he often sang under the moon during the time he traveled through the flood after he separated from his senior sister.

"How do you know this poem?" Lu Jian finally spoke his normal words.

Jiang Haoran's smile full of affection penetrated Lu Quan's chaotic heart, "I am Fuxi, the son of Nuwa." ”

Just this answer, Lu Jian was stunned on the spot, without any movement, without making any sound, just looking at Jiang Haoran blankly, as if looking at an incredible scene.

"I know your relationship with your mother. Jiang Haoran said: "I also learned some things about you when you were in the Chaos Flood Wilderness. Although this is the first time I have met to confirm the relationship between you and me, I also feel sad to see you like this. ”

Jiang Haoran said as he slowly walked towards Lu Press. At this time, Lu Quan was no longer as afraid as before, but just watched Jiang Haoran slowly walk over. When Jiang Haoran threw a warm hug to him, Lu Quan's tears rolled down like a flood without an embankment.

"You are the son of my senior sister, that is, my nephew. You are my senior sister's son, that is, my nephew......" Lu Jian was so excited that he kept repeating such words, the person he had never met brought him a strong family affection that he had not seen for a long time. (To be continued......)