If the girl in the green shirt is a delicate flower waiting to bloom, then this woman is a fiery peony, ripe and beautiful, and men all over the world fall in love with it. It's just that the woman is dressed in a Taoist robe and is awe-inspiring, which makes people dare not think about it.

Li Mingyang and his gang didn't want to believe that the long sword in their hands was cut off by this woman. After all, they were separated by more than ten zhang, how could it be possible to cut everyone's swords in an instant?

But when I looked at it again, everyone felt cold inside. The woman was holding several sword tips in the palm of her right hand, and she picked up a section of the sword tip in her left hand and played with it, her eyes only looked at the tip of the sword, as if she had not noticed Li Mingyang and the others.

"Big brother, she's ......," said one of the accomplices, trembling.

Li Mingyang was stunned on the spot and did not answer.

Not long after, another accomplice fell to his knees with a pop and shouted loudly: "Uncle Shui Han, spare your life!"

Li Mingyang has actually seen that this person is the first real person of Luoxue Peak, Yi Shuihan.

On this Luoshen Mountain, dressed in a purple and gold robe, and a stunning woman, who else could there be? It's just that Li Mingyang was too flustered to speak for a while.

Li Mingyang knew that today's incident would not escape responsibility, and a pair of eyes looked at Zhou Chenhai and the girl in the green shirt viciously.

But this look made him break out in a cold sweat. I don't know when, there were two more people next to Zhou Chenhai, as if they appeared out of thin air.

The extra two people were also dressed in purple gold robes, and the two of them supported Zhou Chenhai, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and healed his injuries, one of them was Yankong!

Suddenly, as if the luck was finished, Yankong stood up first, and the other person was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, supporting Zhou Chenhai, his eyes full of concern.

Yankong looked at Li Mingyang and his gang, and his angry eyes swept over them one by one. This group of people is terrified, and the slightly cowardly ones have kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Suddenly, a strong wind set off around Yankong, and a powerful coercion attacked Li Mingyang and his group. Li Mingyang and the others instantly felt tightness in their chests and shortness of breath, unable to breathe, as if they were wrapped in an invisible cocoon, tightening more and more. After a while, the group of people were all bloodshot and foaming at the mouth.

The coercion became stronger and stronger, and seeing that this group of people gradually showed the appearance of madness, a weak and delicate hand rested on Yankong's shoulder.

A pleasant and clear voice sounded behind Yan Kong: "Senior brother, these children are still handed over to Senior Brother Daoyan, who is in charge of the door rules. You must not be angry and break the rules. ”

"Hmph, I'm their master, it's okay to teach a few lessons first!"

Having said that, Yankong still restrained his breath, and the pressure disappeared in an instant. Li Mingyang and his group all fainted.

"Master. ”

The girl in the green shirt walked to Yi Shuihan's side, and whispered.

"Explain the matter to me well, or I'll see how I punish you when I go back." Yi Shui Han said lightly.

The girl in the green shirt knew that her master was always smiling, and if he was expressionless and spoke calmly, he would be angry. reported the matter truthfully at the moment, and did not dare to deceive in the slightest.

............

The next day, Zhou Chenhai was half asleep, and he felt that he was lying on the bed, with several people around the bed. Zhou Chenhai saw a hazy figure, as if it was his mother.

He couldn't help but reach out and grab the blurred figure. He said vaguely: "Mother, are you coming back to pick me up, don't leave me again, okay?"

At this time, there were three people around Zhou Chenhai's bed, Yan Kong, Yi Shui Han, and a strange man.

Zhou Chenhai caught Yi Shuihan. Yi Shuihan was a little shocked by this sudden situation, but as soon as his mind turned, he understood.

Zhou Chenhai has not seen his family since he went up the mountain, and he is confused at the moment, and it is inevitable to admit his mistakes.

Yi Shuihan recalled that when he first saw the child being taken up the mountain, he was also unconscious, and now more than two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Yan Kong and the strange man wanted to step forward and take Zhou Chenhai's hand away, but they were stopped by Yi Shuihan.

Yi Shuihan held Zhou Chenhai's hand and said softly beside his pillow: "Don't worry, my mother is here, and I won't leave you." ”

Zhou Chenhai fell asleep again in this gentle voice.

............

After a while, he woke up again. He saw that he was holding a hand as soft as jade, and looked at the person in front of him. The smiling face and the beautiful appearance made him dare not look at it again without his cheeks being hot.

"Sister...... Hello sister. ”

Yi Shuihan chuckled: "Sister, is the little boy shy?"

This said, Zhou Chenhai can be energetic.

"My sister is so good-looking, I am shrouded in my sister's light, and I can't help but feel ashamed of myself. ”

"Shao Poor Mouth, I am your master's junior sister, what should you call me?"

"Uncle and sister!"

"Ahem!", Yankong next to him coughed twice.

"Master. ”

Zhou Chenhai wanted to sit up, but when he moved, he felt as if he was about to be torn apart. Only then did I remember that I had been wounded by a sword.

Yan Kong said: "Chen Hai, your body is not well yet, lie down first." Look who this is?"

Yankong gave way to the side. The middle-aged man who had been standing in the back walked up.

He looked at Zhou Chenhai and said with a smile, "Chenhai, do you recognize me?"

"Presumably it is an uncle or uncle?"

"It's not an uncle, it's not an uncle, it's an uncle. ”

"Uncle?"

The man smiled and said, "Yes, it's uncle." I am your father Zhou Qingfeng's eldest brother, Zhou Qingyun. That is, your uncle!"

"He knows my father, but I've never heard my father say that I have an uncle?", Zhou Chenhai's heart was full of doubts.

He took a closer look at the middle-aged man in front of him and found that his face was indeed seven points similar to his father. Hesitant for a moment.

"Your father's name is Zhou Qingfeng, and your mother's name is Liu Hongye. ”

"You were born on the first day of the first month of the fifth and sixth year of Da'an, and your father named you Zhou Chenhai, hoping that you can twinkle like the stars and be as calm as the sea. I never thought that you would grow up and have a temper more like your mother, lively and naughty by nature. ”

"You've loved small animals since you were a kid. When I was a child, I was playing with the neighbor's dog and was bitten on my left leg. There is still a scar on the calf. ”

Zhou Qingyun kept talking, and Zhou Chenhai's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Finally, he couldn't help but shouted excitedly: "You, you are really my uncle?

Zhou Chenhai shouted and struggled to get up. Zhou Qingyun hurriedly stopped.

"Don't move, your sword wound is too bad, and it will take at least a few months to heal. You just lie down obediently, let's not be in a hurry, Uncle will talk to you slowly. ”

Yi Shuihan and Yankong glanced at each other and walked out of the room, leaving the two uncles and nephews.

Speaking of which, where did Zhou Qingyun come from? How could he know that Zhou Chenhai was at Xuanhuo Peak? This has to start from more than two years ago, when the Seven Masters of the Heavenly Dao Palace fought with the Demon Realm.

It turned out that after that battle. The Luoshen Sect sent people down the mountain to check, and the leading master was the first real person of Panshi Peak. This person is Zhou Qingyun.