Xiao Xuan had fallen into a coma, his eyes were blank, and although he maintained a cultivation posture, the periphery of his body was wrapped in a layer of black mist, which was extremely weird.

As if in a dream, Xiao Xuan's mind came to another place.

There is a small stream where fish frolic in the water, and a small thatched hut in the distance.

Xiao Xuan didn't know why, he didn't know why he was here. Moreover, Xiao Xuan noticed that he was still a human at the moment. There are no fancy clothes on his body, only simple clothes made of animal skins, more like Orion. As for the red bone demon chain around the neck, it still looks like that.

He hurried to the creek and took a picture.

The facial features are quite exquisite, and the slightly fair skin is not glamorous, but it is also handsome.

"Didn't I break through the Bone Realm in the cultivation tower? Muttered to himself.

But there was apparently no one here to answer his words. He wanted to go back, but there was a boundary, and he couldn't get out at all. And this place is more like a cage-like paradise, surrounded by a black air that isolates this place from the world.

And here, Xiao Xuan found that he didn't need Xuan Qi at all, and he was more like an ordinary person, if he was better, he remembered those cultivation methods.

Xiao Xuan didn't know what was going on, and called out "Little Lingling" a few times in his heart, but he didn't respond at all, and the link between himself and the Red Bone Demon Chain seemed to have been interrupted.

To say that he is not afraid is false, but Xiao Xuan is a Xuan Demon after all, and what he has experienced along the way is especially simple, he calmed down a little and walked towards the thatched house.

When Xiao Xuan approached the thatched house, a faint fragrance came from the house, or rather the smell of food.

There is also a small courtyard outside the thatched house, and there is a stone table in the garden, and a few stone piers are placed as stools. There are also a few unknown critters playing around.

And these little things leaked a very human expression when they saw Xiao Xuan, Xiao Xuan seemed to be someone they were all too familiar with.

At this moment, the door of the thatched house opened, and out came a young girl, wearing a long white dress, and two jade bead-like eyes were shining, which made people like it at first glance and gave people a sense of intimacy.

The girl looked up and saw Xiao Xuan standing in the courtyard stunned for a moment, and the next second she shouted excitedly: "Brother Xiao Xuan, are you back?"

Xiao Xuan was startled when he heard this voice, and looked at the girl, "Ah, Qing'er!"

This girl's face is not Bing Xue Qing, who is it.

Xiao Xuan didn't know what was going on, why he saw Qing'er here.

So Li Xiangyuan said with a puzzled face: "Qing'er, why are you here, and what kind of place is this?"

"Brother Xiaoxuan, what's wrong with you, this is our home. What are you talking about?"

"No, I'm cultivating, I'm breaking through the Bone Realm," Xiao Xuan bowed his head and said.

"What's wrong, Brother Xiaoxuan, are you confused? Didn't you go hunting? What cultivation, what Bone Xuan Realm? What about your prey?

Brother Xiaoxuan, are you lazy?Every time you go out, you get a lot of gains, what's going on today," Qing'er said with a little dissatisfaction.

Xiao Xuan was even more confused by Qing'er's continuous questioning, and his head began to hurt.

Xiao Xuan squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and kept saying: "What's going on, what's going on, no, this must be an illusion, wake up, wake up"

As he spoke, he slapped himself vigorously with both hands.

"Who, Qing'er, who is outside, is Xuan'er back?" A majestic figure walked out of the thatched hut with a strong voice.

Xiao Xuan looked up and was even more shocked, not only did he shout loudly: "Father!"

Yes, it is Xiao Xuan's father who thinks about it day and night, "Xiao Feng." ”

"Oh, it's Xuan'er who is back, then what are you talking about here, go, go into the house, your mother has already prepared the meal, just wait for you, as for the prey, there is no prey." Tomorrow I will accompany you for my father," said Xiao Feng, taking Xiao Xuan and Qing'er's hands and walking towards the thatched house.

Xiao Xuan looked at his father's side face and then looked at the familiar big hands that his father was holding his own, like the feeling of his father holding his little hand home when he was a child, "How long has it been since my father has held his own hand?"

"No, my father said your mother had cooked?"

"Mother?

Soon Xiao Feng led him into the thatched house, and Xiao Xuan entered the house, and found that the setting inside was very similar to the design of the house he had when he was in the Nether Wolf Clan.

It's very simple, but in the kitchen, there's a wonderful figure busy around.

When Xiao Xuan saw this figure, a sense of familiarity surged into his heart. Dressed in a purple Guangliu skirt, long black and shiny hair, and a delicate hosta on his head.

"This is the mother?"

Xiao Xuan forgot his original thoughts at the moment, and instead looked at the figure, as if there was fear and expectation in his eyes.

"Mother" whispered.

This is the first time Xiao Xuan has shouted the word "Niang".

It was as if this mother had exhausted all the strength of his body.

"Huh?" The bright figure heard Xiao Xuan's voice and slowly turned around. But turning around at this moment made Xiao Xuan feel that it was so long.

Xiao Xuan was shocked when the figure completely turned around, because the face was very similar to his current self, at least six points like him, but it was more full of feminine softness.

Seeing Xiao Xuan looking at herself in a daze, the woman said loudly: "Son Xuan, what's wrong with you?

"Mother, where have you been, the child misses you so much, I miss you so much..." Saying that, Xiao Xuan quickly ran over and knelt in front of the woman, holding the woman's stomach with both hands.

At this moment, Li Xiangyuan vented all the thoughts of his psychology over the years, and his tears had soaked the purple Guangliu skirt.

At this moment, Xiao Xuan himself didn't know what was going on, his body was not under his control at all, and he could only experience the sadness of the owner of the body.

The woman saw Xiao Xuan, who was crying like a child, and gently stroked Xiao Xuan's head and said, "Xuan'er, what's wrong with you today, didn't we just separate yesterday?"

Xiao Xuan stopped crying, looked up at the face that he had missed for more than ten years, and said, "Yesterday, we were separated? Mother, what are you talking about, what's going on?"

"What the hell is wrong with you, kid, didn't you go hunting yesterday?" said the woman with some teasingness.

"It's all your fault! let you go with the child, you know how to drink, why don't you drink to death," the woman said angrily to Xiaofeng.

"What, why do you blame me? No, the child you said has grown up, can you go alone?" said the howling wind on the side.

"You also said, it's you, when did I say that Xuan'er would go alone. ”

"Okay, I'll go with him next time, okay. Why don't we eat first? I'm dying of hunger."

"Get out of the way, I don't have your food today, I have to eat it myself," said the woman, pulling Xiaoxuan and Qing'er towards the dining table.

And Qing'er turned around and made a grimace at Xiao Feng, but let Xiao Feng blow his beard and stare helplessly, and raised the wine jug in his hand to pour himself a sip.

And this scene made Xiao Xuan feel the warmth of home, something that would happen in most ordinary families in that middle school.

While eating, the woman kept Xiao Xuan and Bing Xue Qing sandwiching the dishes, and her eyes were full of love for the child and the tenderness of the mother.

In Xiao Feng's eyes, Xiao Xuan also saw the forbearance and humility towards his wife.

Let Xiao Xuan really think that this is his home, he has no cultivation and is not breaking through the Bone Xuan Realm, breaking through, cultivating, and ghostly wolf······ It's just a dream of his own, and now it's his real life.