"Yun'er, Yun'er, what are you doing!"

Qingyun woke up suddenly!

"I'm not dead!"

When his eyes converged again, there was already a young man about twenty-five or six standing in front of him.

There is an incomparably fierce sword intent between the man's star eyebrows and sword eyes, and his unrestrained long hair is draped over the white clothes, as if he is a sword immortal who has stepped into the mortal dust from above the nine heavens, not his father, Yi Qing, one of the two swords of Qingchen, who will it be!

"Daddy... Daddy!"

"Well, why, why are you so surprised?"

Yi Qing, whose face was like frost, first hummed suspiciously, and then starry eyes froze, and asked in a deep voice.

"Daddy, is it really you?"

"I miss you so much, Daddy!"

In an instant, Qingyun's eyes were full of tears, and before Yi Qing could reply, he threw himself into his spacious embrace, and burst into tears.

"Why are you crying?"

His father's words to him seemed to have always been a little angry, but in fact he was full of spoiling, and Qingyun only understood after he lost it, but there was no longer the pretension of the past in his heart-rending cry.

Some are just a very simple, and unforgettable pain and longing, which made Yi Qing's body tremble a little when he heard it, and he couldn't help but let go of the majesty of his father in the past, and asked with concern:

"What's wrong, Yun'er, what's going on? But you haven't finished your homework yet?"

"No... No... I... I just..."

Before he finished speaking, Qingyun's heart suddenly stagnated, and then he woke up suddenly, and said in his heart:

"Wasn't I still in the Thirty-Three Realms?"

Trying to collect his emotions and not let the tears break the embankment again, Qingyun raised his head a little tremblingly, his father's appearance was no different from what he remembered, but he still felt that something seemed to be wrong.

After staring at Yi Qing for a long time, Qingyun realized something and asked:

"Daddy, how old am I?"

Seeing that his son finally stopped crying, Yi Qing also breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a slight smile:

"Silly boy, you're fifteen!"

"Fifteen..."

Qingyun muttered.

Immediately, by wiping away tears, the confusion in Qingyun's eyes gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a kind of renunciated anger and hatred.

"Illusion! How dare you use your father as an illusion to deceive me!"

Although he didn't feel the slightest abnormality in his sanity, Qingyun immediately concluded that he was in a psychedelic experience, but thinking of this, he noticed the heaviness coming from his arm and looked down.

"Zang Feng! Why is Zang Feng here?! No! Since it's an illusion, how did Zang Feng get in? Is it a mental illusion? That big sister she..."

Doubting in his heart, Yi Qing carefully pushed Qingyun away and asked again:

"Yun'er, what's wrong with you today?"

Qingyun first looked around secretly, and found that he was still in the familiar mountain forest, he took a breath hard, although he knew that the father in front of him was not real, but he still smiled very brightly, and replied:

"Yun'er is fine, maybe I didn't sleep last night, by the way, Daddy, can you help me see the origin of this black sword?"

At this time, not only did Zang Feng suddenly become heavier, but Qingyun's body also gradually emitted a sense of emptiness, he knew that most of his cultivation had ceased to exist in the illusion, and his physical body was likely to return to that time when he was riddled with cold and poison.

But the strange thing is that his meager true spirit power is still there!

Even through the induction between the bloodlines, he could clearly know that he could also use the two magical powers of Qilin Devouring and Qilin Purple Qi!

Although the spiritual power was empty, the power of the physical body was growing rapidly with the passage of time, so it was not too difficult for him to pick up Zang Feng, and handed the sword to Yi Qing.

"Huh?"

After taking Zang Feng, Yi Qing's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he immediately looked at it carefully, and at the same time asked:

"Yun'er, when did this sword appear? No, this sword weighs more than 100 catties, how can you hold it?"

"Hehe, maybe it's because I've been getting better these days. ”

Qingyun grinned and lied.

Fortunately, for his son, Yi Qing did not doubt him, so he put his two fingers together slightly, and from the hilt of the sword, he completely stroked the entire Tibetan Feng.

The lines on the sword's body that were irrigated by the years like annual rings made his face gradually solemn, and Qingyun guessed that his father might be using his divine sense or spiritual power to investigate.

It seemed that with Yi Qing's divine sense and spiritual power, there was a faint blood light on the sword, and the rich evil aura seemed to be blocking his snooping, and after a while, he asked:

"Yun'er, where did you find this sword?"

"On the way back from Liangqi Village, what's wrong with Daddy?"

Yi Qing was silent, and a trace of confusion and confusion visible to the naked eye flashed in his eyes for no reason, as if he had discovered something extremely strange, and only after a while did he say:

"Well, you go down the mountain first, Daddy has to think about it for a while. ”

Immediately, Yi Qing turned around and left directly with Zang Feng, leaving Qingyun alone inexplicably in place.

"No, it's not right. ”

When Yi Qing was far away, Qingyun's sword eyebrows were also twisted into an inverted figure, and he racked his brains and thought:

"If this place is really an illusion, it is reasonable to say that my cultivation has been lost, but why is the power of the true spirit still there?

"That's not right, if it's in memory, then how did Zang Feng get in? Could it be that Zang Feng is also fake?"

"What's more, it seems that Daddy should have discovered some of Zangfeng's secrets, so if it's really my memory, then there must be something that I don't even know about. ”

"Or do you want to lose me in the past in this half-truth?"

But after thinking about this, Qingyun seemed to suddenly realize something, and saw him turn his head around to look around, and then quickly ran to the puddle and looked at the rippling water:

"It's really me!"

It was four or five points similar to Yun Mulan, and her delicate appearance like a woman appeared on Qingyun's face again.

"Sure enough!"

Qingyun immediately checked himself, unfortunately, except for Zang Feng, he was now clean and slippery.

It was only then that he realized another very serious problem.

"Kirin Tooth!"

If he really went back to the time back then, then he should have a unicorn tooth on his neck, but now it is gone, and for so many years, the unicorn tooth has only left him once!

The days before the slaughter!

"No, even if this is an illusion, I can't let my father die!"

Thinking of this, when Qingyun was about to pursue Yi Qing, suddenly, he heard a familiar voice.

"It's the eldest sister!

According to the sound, Qingyun quickly found Xiao Luoyi who was sleeping in a daze in a mountain col.

It's just that she just wanted to carry the beauty away from the mountain pass, but Sister Xiao dodged extremely instinctively, and without saying a word, she slapped towards Qingyun's chest!

"Damn!"

The current spiritual power of Qingyun's whole body is empty, even in the face of Xiao Luo's attack, he can only temporarily avoid the edge, and he does not forget to shout:

"It's me, big sister!"

Xiao Witch was half-asleep and half-awake at this time, and when she heard the word Qingyun, she suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, but when she saw an unfamiliar face, she got up with a full stomach and came up angrily, and said angrily in her heart:

"How dare you pretend to be my little ghost?"

"Oops, she doesn't know me!"

Looking at the anger in Xiao Luo's eyes, Qingyun immediately reacted and hurriedly shouted:

"Eldest sister, I'm Qingyun, Qingyun, you forgot, this is what I used to be!"

Although the kid in front of him looks more delicate than a woman, and his voice is somewhat similar, whether it is from the perspective of appearance or body shape, this is obviously a little pervert, Xiao Witch naturally snorted coldly with disdain:

"You have to do enough drama!"

Qingyun forgot that although his appearance had been at sixteen or seventeen years old because of the Qilin essence blood, his current body was only about fifteen years old.

Although there is only a year behind, a teenager of this age still grows up very quickly, and because of stepping into cultivation, the young master's figure has already strengthened a lot, and now he has changed his appearance, and it is normal for Xiao Luo not to know it.

Seeing that this little disciple dared to dodge, Sister Xiao didn't say a word, picked up a jade ring beside her and threw it towards Qingyun again.

"Damn, murder my husband!"

The speed of the night moon ring is extremely fast, and Qingyun has no way to avoid it without relying on his physical body without spiritual power, so he can only look at the jade ring that is speeding away, getting bigger and bigger in front of him.

"Hey, my life is over!"

When he was ready to close his eyes and go to righteousness generously, there was a sudden flower in his eyes, and a majestic figure appeared in front of him again.

Yi Qing!

"Sure enough, there is only Daddy in the world!"

Qingyun cried in his heart, but he quickly shouted:

"Daddy's mercy!"

With two fingers and a clamp, Yi Qing pinched Xiao Luoyi's Night Moon Huanpei with an understatement, and wanted to directly use Zang Feng to end this black-clothed female cultivator who dared to hurt her precious son.

However, when he heard Aiko's eager call, he immediately retracted his sword momentum and nodded a few fingers in the void instead.

After Xiao Luo felt a little numb in the dantian, the spiritual power around his body was immediately completely sealed by this sudden handsome young man.

"High Rank Monk!"

In addition to being surprised in her heart, Xiao Witch also felt afraid for a while because of her anger, at this time, Yi Qing withdrew Zang Feng, turned her head and asked Qingyun with a confused face:

"Yun'er, who is this person?"

"Daddy, she's Yun'er's friend. ”

"Friend, when do you have a yuan... There doesn't seem to be such a person in the village, right?"

Yi Qing just wanted to say Yuanhua Realm, but immediately changed his words.

Qingyun scratched his head and smiled, and hurriedly said nonsense:

"Daddy, she is a traveler who stopped in Liangqian Village, we have known each other for a long time, today she took me down the mountain, somehow fainted here, she may have just woken up and is a little confused, you must not hurt her!"

"Oh, that's right!"

"Yes Daddy, by the way, my pendant is with you!"

"Well, here, for my father, I need to rework it and return it to you later, by the way, let the little fox follow you before you go down the mountain, and don't always let her run around. ”