"The surname is Chu, the name is Nadong!" The name seemed to have magical power, instantly pulling Yan Fengling back to that day seven years ago.

His eyes were blurred, and in a trance, he seemed to see the fat man with a wise smile again, and he was still the saint who had just built the fourth level of the foundation, and his mouth subconsciously repeated the conversation of the day in the ancient language of the Yan clan: "May I ask the noble surname?"

Chu Yun didn't notice that his mother's expression was different. After being a saint, he learned some ancient Yan dialects in addition to being naughty, and when he heard his mother ask, he immediately replied with a smile: "My surname is Chu!"

After finishing speaking, as if suddenly thinking of something, Chu Yun suddenly opened his eyes, full of disbelief expression, and exclaimed: "Chu Nadong, my surname is Chu!

"What guys don't!" Yan Fengling was awakened by Chu Yun's exclamation, and raised her eyebrows, "My Yan clan has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, mainly with the surname Yan, and other miscellaneous surnames are not uncommon, but there has never been a strange surname of 'Chu'. ”

"There are 435,203 people in the entire Yanyi Island, and you are the only one with the surname 'Chu'. He is also surnamed Chu! You must have already guessed in your heart. That's right, he's your father, Chu Nadong!"

Chu Nadong claimed to be a visitor from the heavens, what an amazing secret to be a descendant of his bloodline!

After saying this secret, Yan Fengling looked at her son with concern while letting go of a matter of concern, carefully observing his expression, worried that the child's mind was young and difficult to accept this unbelievable fact and his emotions were out of control.

Yan Fengling's arms were vain, and she was even ready, but whenever this kid was emotionally out of control, his mother's embrace was your warmest harbor.

However, this concern is destined to be unfounded. Chu Yun's nerves are very big, there is no symptom of emotional loss of control at all, and there is no dazed and painful expression, after a thousandth of a second of shock, Chu Yun grinned and laughed, and his chubby round face quickly squeezed into Feng Ling's sight. first a super flattering smile, and then laughed heartlessly, "Hahahaha, it turns out that Chu Nadong is my Lao Tzu! Damn, my Lao Tzu is such a heroic character, he must have left a lot of treasures for his precious son! Mother, don't hide it, take out the treasures left by my father, let Yun'er open his eyes, and have a long insight! Wow hahaha, the melons in the southeast and northwest are developed today!"

This kid's state of mind is only stronger than our foundation builder. Yan Fengling asked herself, if she changed to herself, and suddenly heard the news that her father was a visitor from outside the world, I am afraid that it would be difficult to accept it in a short time, who knew that this kid went from calling 'Chu Nadong', and then changed to 'Lao Tzu', and then affectionately shouted 'Daddy', and went through this tortuous psychological process, it only took a sentence of time!

Chu Nadong, the savior of Yanyi Island!

"Suddenly, the waves shook the sky, and the tide rose again, committing my fire. This time to invade the island, the sound of the kraken is very different from before, the horn shark, the ghost-faced turtle, the sea python is a hundred times the before, and there are more shape-shaped demon silver Jiao as the leader, and there are countless people in my clan. ”

"Since the Yan was scattered in the sea, the spiritual power of the fire heaven and earth on the island is not two out of ten, the cultivation of the clansmen is difficult, since the ancestor sits, the Jindan monks have no longer promoted to the primordial infant, the foundation building and the knot Dan are ten times more difficult than before, and the high-level monks have gradually died in the previous tides. There is only one remaining Jindan monk, the patriarch Yan Dansong, and only the remaining Saint Maiden Yan Fengling and dozens of other monks!

"The sea beast drove straight into my island, the patriarch was seriously injured, the rest were powerless to stop it, and the day of the death of the clan was approaching. Suddenly, I heard the earth's crust shake, but I saw an iron man, holding a cyan beam as a knife, rushing into the sea beasts, and all the krakens touched it and died, killing and wounding countless people. ”

"Yinjiao was furious, and now the body is fighting with it, its body is nearly a thousand meters, setting off thousands of huge waves, and razing hundreds of miles to the ground. It lasted half a day, and I was tired. The iron man bravely swung the knife, broke the tail of the Jiao, and the silver Jiao was in pain and fled. All the sea beasts fled in panic, and the misfortune of the sea tide was solved!"

That iron man is the iron man driven by Chu Nadong, this person bravely fought the kraken, and the matter of resisting the tide of the sea is less than seven years ago, which can be described as a familiar thing to the Yan people. The First World War relieved the disaster of the Yan Relics, and he was really the hero of the Yan Relics!

With such a heroic father, in the martial art of Yanyi Island, he is definitely the idol of any child's dream.

However, Chu Yun's reaction was very different from that of a normal child, and when he heard that the hero's father was not admired for the first time, he ******** pondered the treasure that Chu Nadong might leave behind!

He was rummaging around at home, and his lazy appearance made Yan Fengling dizzy in his head. I once again firmly confirmed a certain guess in my heart - this little evil obstacle is not a normal person's thinking at all, it must have completely inherited Chu Nadong's bloodline, otherwise, why is even the thinking and behavior so similar.

Chu Yun jumped up and down and made a fuss, and there was no gain. Seeing her mother glaring at each other with black lines, she said in a sneer: "Mother, my father is so powerful, he won't leave anything, right?"

Seeing her son's hopeful expression, Yan Fengling inexplicably felt a trace of guilt, "Yun'er, your father, he doesn't know that there is a son like you, how can he leave you with any treasures?"

"What?" Chu Yun's eyebrows instantly raised.

"I'm not the lady he is marrying. Feng Ling said gloomily.

"What? Isn't it that Ming Media is marrying? Then how did I get here, right?" Chu Yun's tone instantly raised, and a sentence instantly turned red on Feng Ling's face, "He actually overlords the bow?"

In the sound of oops, the embarrassed Feng Ling kicked her son away, and the willow eyebrows reprimanded: "The dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, the little rabbit cub dares to talk nonsense, be careful that the old lady tears your stinky mouth!"

"Don't speak ill of your father, he's a big hero, but he's also a good guy. It's a pity that Feng Ling is not worthy of him. Yun'er's appearance is nothing more than a beautiful mistake. He is the great benefactor of our Yan Relic Clan, although you can't cultivate, but you can leave a little blood and blood for him, and you are very happy for your mother!" Speaking of Chu Nadong, Feng Ling's anger suddenly converged, and her eyes flowed, obviously showing great affection for this Chu Nadong.

Chu Yun said angrily: "What a bullshit hero, what a **** benefactor! What if he is kind to Yan Yi, if he dares to abandon his mother, he is not a good thing!"

"Chu Yun, shut up!" Feng Ling scolded angrily, seeing that his son still looked unconvinced, he continued: "Your father is very knowledgeable and sincere. As a saint who is a relic of the flames, she should have quit seven emotions and six desires, but after getting along with him for a short time, she couldn't help but like him. Fortunately, I gave you to my mother before he left, and after he left, my mother never had the slightest resentment. In short, don't have a grudge against your father, you must keep in mind that your father has nothing to be sorry for our mother!"

Seeing that his mother was angry, Chu Yun didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and muttered: "I haven't left anything behind, and I haven't seen him before, why should I call him Daddy!"

As a foundation building monk of the Yan Clan, even the whispers of mosquitoes can't hide Feng Ling's ears.

Hearing that her son was still worried about her father's legacy, Feng Ling couldn't help but sigh secretly, how did I give birth to such a son who is a fan of money! This kid has been greedy for money since he was a child, and he doesn't know how many troubles he has done for this.

Thinking of Chu Yun's past bad deeds, Feng Ling's heart moved, and she suddenly remembered a past incident, and exclaimed: "I see, Yun'er, maybe, your father really left a treasure!"