In the elegant and warm room, Dichen and Feng Yanran hugged each other tightly and cried with joy.

At this moment, Dichen has been waiting for more than a hundred years, and Feng Yanran has also been looking forward to it for more than a hundred years, and she has been suffering for more than a hundred years. It is indeed one of life's great joys to finally achieve it today.

Before this, Dichen could naturally call Feng Yanran his mother in front of others, and he didn't feel rusty at all, but when Feng Yanran stood in front of him, he couldn't call it out no matter how hard he tried.

Mother, mother, Dichen wanted to open his mouth and scream.

One is gray-haired and wrinkled, the other is peerless, graceful and luxurious, looking like two grandchildren, but who would have thought that they are mother and son, like a fake mother and son.

After a long time, Dichen let go of his tight embrace, and he also broke away from Feng Yanran's arms, and at that moment, a strong reluctance swept through the bodies and minds of the two.

"Chen'er, how have you been doing all these years?" Feng Qingyan stroked Dichen's ravine-ravine face, and two lines of tears welled up from her eyes and slid down her exquisite cheeks.

"I'm doing well, I'm having no worries about food and clothing, and I have a lot of good brothers and friends. Dichen smiled happily. "By the way, I also have two spirit beast companions, one is called Greedy Wolf, which is the name I gave, and the other is called Fire Python, which is a python with dragon blood, you don't know, those two guys are greedy and playful, but they are very good to me, and ......"

Dichen told the interesting people, things, and things around him as if he was offering a treasure, as if he wanted to tell Feng Yanran all the experiences of the past hundred years in an instant. And Feng Yanran didn't interrupt, with a warm and happy smile on her face, listening carefully to Dichen's talk. Admiring his children's offerings.

"That's right, mother. How are you doing?" asked Di Chen after a long time. But when the question blurted out, his heart ached as if it was about to suffocate.

After more than 120 years of captivity, more than 120 years of burning hellfire, more than 120 years of longing, can she live well?

"My mother is doing well, everything is fine in the Feng clan, you know, my mother is a former saint. Feng Yanran said with a smile.

Yes, she used to be the high-ranking saint of the Feng clan. It's a pity that he has been a prisoner for more than 120 years.

"Haha, yes, I forgot that you are a saint. Dichen turned around, holding back his tears.

This is the reunion of their mother and son, or the first time Dichen has seen his mother, because the memory before the age of three is just a blank, forgotten without any trace.

"That's right, Chen'er. Have you eaten? My mother peeled a fruit for you. ”

"No need mother, let's cut it for you, how can I let my mother peel fruit for my son? I'm not a child anymore. Dichen said, taking a fruit and knife from the table next to him. The peel was quickly peeled.

"In the eyes of parents, children are always children. Feng Yanran said dotingly.

After a short time, Dichen handed a white, tender and fragrant fruit to Feng Yanran, and Feng Yanran was not polite. He reached out and took it, but did not immediately move his mouth. Instead, I hold it in my hand and look at it over and over again, as if admiring a beautiful work of art.

In fact. This is the first fruit her son peeled for her, and she is a little reluctant to eat it like this, because next time, I don't know when it will be.

Dichen glanced at her, naturally knowing her thoughts, so he smiled and said: "Mother, the child's skill in peeling fruit is not bad, I'll cut another one for you." As he spoke, he grabbed a fruit, but saw his fingers flying, the knife flew up and down, and in a moment another tender fruit appeared in his hand, and the peel grew in a long strip and fell to the ground.

Feng Yanran looked at her son who was trying to behave in front of her, and was stunned for a while, remembering that her mother had been absent for more than a hundred years, and the tears of sour and guilty were like the Yellow River flooding, dripping down.

"What's the matter, mother?" Di Chen put down the fruit and knife in his hand, squatted beside Feng Yanran, grabbed her hand, and asked softly.

"It's okay, Chen'er, my mother has been absent for more than a hundred years, and she is not worthy of being Chen'er's mother at all. Feng Yanran burst into tears, she only thought that she had not fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother for more than 100 years, but she did not expect the pain she had suffered for more than 100 years.

Dichen held her hand tightly, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Mother, Chen'er doesn't blame you, Chen'er knows that if there is no special reason, which parent is willing to leave their child?

"Okay, good ......" Feng Yanran muttered to herself, as if remembering what Feng Qingyan said when she took Dichen's red belly pocket to show her a few days ago. However, is it okay to have gray hair, wrinkled faces, and fragile vitality?

"Chen'er, don't worry, my mother will guide you to cultivate now, it will not be too late, my mother will find you the best pill, it won't take long to break through the realm, and Shouyuan will increase ......" Feng Yanran said eagerly.

Di Chen was stunned at first, and then reacted, it turned out that Feng Yanran saw him so old, and thought that he was like this because he didn't know how to cultivate, and Shouyuan was about to do it. Didn't anyone tell her about herself? Didn't she know about the fact that she was going to be thrown into the hell furnace tomorrow to refine into Nirvana?

"Could it be that the patriarch has issued a gag order that no one is allowed to talk about?" Di Chen thought secretly.

Feng Ao had promised to release Feng Yanran from the Yan Tower, and promised to let her live well. If Feng Yanran knew that her son, who had been looking forward to it for more than 120 years, would be thrown into the hell furnace and executed as soon as they met, would she still be alive and well? The only way was to keep her from knowing and weave a perfect lie.

It's just that paper can't contain the fire after all, how long can this matter be hidden?

Di Chen wasn't worried about Feng Ao's faction, he was just worried about Great Elder Feng Qiuming's faction. The original purpose of the Great Elder was to use Emperor Chen to attack Feng Yanran, and to use Feng Yanran to defeat Feng Ao, would he heed the patriarch's warning?

However, being able to conceal a moment is a moment, at least Feng Yanran can have a moment to look forward to.

"Mother, don't worry, the child is fine. Dichen smiled and comforted. "By the way, mother, what happened back then, what happened to my father now? The child heard Xuanyuan Po's predecessor say that his father suddenly disappeared more than a hundred years ago. ”

"Your father?" Feng Yanran was stunned, and then her face turned miserable, and tears once again burst out of her eyes disobediently.

"What's the matter? Could it be ......" Di Chen saw Feng Yanran's sad expression, and suddenly his heart was shocked, could it be that the Xuanyuan Seven Kills really suffered an accident as many people guessed?

Feng Yanran shook her head, glanced at the bright window, as if she was caught in a memory, and only after a moment did she say: "Back then, my mother was still the saint daughter of the Feng clan, a symbol of the clan, and she was also the most strictly bound by the rules of the Feng clan. You may not know that the Feng clan rules prohibit intermarriage with foreign clans, and also stipulate that saints are not allowed to ......"

"The child knows. ”

"Chen'er, do you know?" Feng Yanran was stunned and looked at Di Chen suspiciously.

Di Chen said with a smile: "As long as she is a saint for one day, it is forbidden for anyone to pursue it, no matter how outstanding the clansman is." This is what Light Smoke told the child. ”

"Is that girl Qingyan?" Feng Yanran had a smile on her face, for more than a hundred years, only Feng Qingyan would go to the Yan Tower every now and then to see her, chat and talk with her, and alleviate a lot of pain. However, in the entire Feng clan, only Feng Qingyan can freely enter and exit the Yan Tower without being blocked.

"Yes, she is also a saint now, but she doesn't look like a saint at all, she is greedy for food, play and sleep, don't you know, she ......"

"Emperor Xuanyuan, what are you talking about?" With a coquettish shout, the door was kicked open from the outside, and Feng Qingyan stood outside the door with an angry face, staring at Emperor Chen with a pair of murderous eyes.

"I ...... I didn't say anything, I told my mother that you are gentle and considerate, gentle, peerless, and kind......" Dichen said all the words he could think of in one breath.

"Greedy wolf, fire python, save the master. Di Chen looked at Feng Qingyan, whose killing intent had not diminished in the slightest, and suddenly had a bitter face, like a mournful woman. I remember that the greedy wolf and the fire python were "both cheap", but Feng Qingyan was stunned, and he also deceived a lot of spiritual fruits.

"Hmph, don't think I didn't hear it, you said I was greedy for food and play and sleepy. ”

"You eavesdropped on me talking to my mother? Feng Qingyan, you are too ......"

"What's wrong?she's your mother, but she's also my aunt, why can't I listen?" Feng Qingyan was determined to mess around, and Dichen didn't have a problem with her.

Feng Yanran sat on the side, watching the two of them arguing endlessly, with a smile on her face. Although Feng Qingyan is not a person of the main line, but a branch line, he has the same bloodline as Feng Yanran, they are both from the Fire Phoenix family, but the bloodline is far apart. However, since she became a saint, she often went to visit Feng Yanran, and over time, Feng Yanran also liked this little girl, and she also regarded her as her own child in her heart.

"Feng Qingyan, although this is your territory, you should also know how to respect other people's privacy. Dichen gasped and said, the first time I found out, quarreling is so tiring, and the first time I found that arguing with women is even more tiring.

"Do you know this is my territory? I thought you had forgotten. Feng Qingyan crossed her hands on her hips, looking like a shrew.

"Okay, okay, you two happy enemies......" Feng Yanran said with a smile.

"Who is happy with him/her?" Dichen and Feng Qingyan said in unison, and then glared at each other hatefully, snorted coldly, and turned their heads away.

"Happy enemies......" Feng Yanran suddenly had an idea in her mind, glanced left and right at the two who were sulking, and a knowing smile crept up her cheeks.

"Tell the Holy Maiden, the patriarch is coming. Just then, the maid's voice sounded outside the door.

"What patriarch? I don't see you......" Feng Qingyan was angry, and when he heard someone visiting, he refused to meet him if he couldn't think about it.

"What, patriarch?" a moment later, a scream rang out from the room. (To be continued......)