Xiao Tian and Chen Bing'er walked out of the hall when they heard the notification sound of Feng Xiao entering. Xiao Tian quickly rushed to Feng Xiao and asked nervously: "Boss, what are you..."
The stiff expression on Feng Xiao's face made him swallow his words back. He glanced at the baby in his arms and sighed helplessly. He knew that Feng Xiao could ignore everything, but he would not ignore feelings. On the contrary, his persistence in feelings was far greater than ordinary people. At this time, his heart must be in painful tangle.
"Eh? Brother Xiao Tian, have I seen you somewhere before?" The baby's eyes looked at Xiao Tian without blinking. She has really interacted with very few outsiders, so every one of them leaves a deep impression on her. Today was the first time that Xiao Tian faced the baby without a mask - because it was no longer necessary.
Xiao Tian scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Maybe, maybe, maybe I have seen it before, but it is not important anymore. Sister Baobao, your name is actually Long Baobao, right? Your brother Shura already knows it."
"Ah?" The baby's crystal eyes showed surprise. He looked at Feng Xiao and said, "Brother Shura, how do you know? Mom said you can't tell others."
Feng Xiao turned his head away slightly to prevent her from seeing the pain in his eyes.
Xiao Tianyi frowned and gritted his teeth and said, "Baby sister, it was your mother who told you Brother Shura! Because he is your brother!"
Feng Xiao's whole body trembled. He did not try his best to deny it, nor did he blame Xiao Tian, nor did he look at the baby. He knew that if Xiao Tian hadn't said it, he might never have been willing to say everything himself.
The baby was stunned, and was at a loss for Xiao Tian's "nonsensical" words. Then he tilted his little head and said, "It turns out that it was mom who told Brother Shura, but big brother, you are so weird. Brother Shura is actually my brother." Woolen cloth."
Xiao Tian felt dizzy and sighed: "I'm talking about... my brother!!"
Bao Bao still had a confused look on her face. Her heart was as pure as ice and snow, and she had no idea what Xiao Tian meant.
"Okay, stop talking." Feng Xiao coldly interrupted Xiao Tian who was about to speak, and walked out of the door with the baby in his arms: "Baby, don't worry about anything else. Let's go out to play first. You can play wherever you want. Okay."
"Hehe, okay!"
"Ding! Player 'Long Wei' requests entry."
Feng Xiao's footsteps suddenly stopped.
What was supposed to come finally came, and it came so quickly.
Feng Xiao gently put down the baby's body and said softly in her ear: "Baby, listen to Brother Shura, can you log off now? I will go to your home to find you right away. It is your real home."
Escape can never really solve the problem. After hesitating for half a second, he had already made a decision. Since you have to face it sooner or later, let's face it as soon as possible.
Baobao was confused at first, but suddenly his eyes lit up. He grabbed his hand excitedly and said, "Brother Shura, are you telling the truth? Are you going to Baobao's... home?"
"Yes!" Feng Xiao nodded with a smile and said softly: "So the baby should log off obediently and wait for me at home, okay?"
"Yeah!!" The baby nodded vigorously, opened his tender lips and bit Feng Xiao's face, and then his expression went offline with excitement. What she just got was undoubtedly a huge surprise, because she would soon see the real "Brother Shura" that she could only see in her dreams.
The moment the baby left, Feng Xiao's eyes became extremely complicated, and he weakly muttered: "Permission."
The door was pushed open, and Long Wei, with a majestic and heavy face, slowly walked in. His eyes were firmly locked on Feng Xiao for the first time, as if he wanted to see through his Shura illusion. Xiao Tian and Chen Bing'er looked at each other, but neither stepped forward to say hello, but instead took a few steps back in unison. Because they knew that Long Wei at this time was no longer the supreme leader, but a father.
"Don't say anything!" Feng Xiao shook his head and said to Long Wei: "In an hour, I will go to your place personally to solve everything."
No longer looking at Long Wei, Feng Xiao turned around and said to Xiao Tian: "Xiaotian, send a car to pick me up immediately. It's best to arrive within half an hour."
Say no more. Feng Xiao waved his hand and went offline directly.
Long Wei was silent, no one could understand how complicated his heart was at this time. It was completely certain that he was his son. The sudden surprise after twenty years of despair is so powerful. It even made him burst into tears several times. The pain of childlessness in my heart and the heavy pressure of the Long family finally disappeared. Moreover, perhaps God wanted to make up for his debt to the Long family. He was a real dragon among men, enough to make any father die without regrets.
Just... why is he the Blood Emperor Shadow Wind again. Someone he had had to get rid of before, and almost got rid of.
"Uncle Long." Xiao Tian walked forward and looked at his dull expression with worry. In the gap before this, he had truthfully told Long Wei the results he had obtained. He would never dare to be careless about matters related to Feng Xiao's life experience.
"My son, Long Wei..." Long Wei looked up to the sky and sighed. He seemed to be extremely happy, but also seemed to be remembering the sadness of the past scenes.
…
Coming out of the game warehouse, Feng Xiao stood there for a moment, then hurried out and walked into Feng Yao's room.
Today is Shui Rourou's first day in the real world. Xi Ruo introduced everything about this world to her with a warm smile. Because... although it is unbelievable, she will definitely live in this world with them in the future and become her true "Sister Rourou".
Feng Xiao's eyes stayed on each of the girls for a while, then he walked forward and hugged Feng Yao.
A faint sadness came from the bottom of her heart. Feng Yao trembled in her heart and asked softly: "Brother, what's wrong? Did you encounter anything unhappy again?"
"Yao'er... maybe I know who my biological parents are?"
Feng Yao was silent and hugged him tightly.
"But why are they the baby's parents... Why!!!"
Feng Yao's body froze completely, and she finally understood why he was in so much pain. Feeling the slight trembling of his body, she was so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe.
…
Deserted suburbs. There are only withered grass everywhere and the sound of desolate wind. Very few people usually come here. But today, a group of uninvited guests came here, as many as thirty or forty people. The leader was a young man with an arrogant and cold face. The sneer on his handsome face made people feel disgusted at first sight.
A group of people walked in the grass for a while, and finally stopped in front of a small raised mound, surrounded by flowers and plants of various colors, most of which were withered.
"Young master, this is right here. This is the second young master... his mother's grave." A man with a relatively calm face pointed at the small mound and said.
"Are you sure this is where it is?"
The man nodded quickly: "I'm sure. Because he comes here almost every half month to visit his mother. It's absolutely not wrong."
"Okay! Very good!" A ferocious smile appeared on Ximen Kuang's face. He kicked away the bouquets piled up around him and said in a deep voice: "dig it up for me, and then scatter the ashes of that bitch! !!”
"What...what!" Dozens of people were all stunned, thinking they heard wrongly.
"Are you all deaf?! Dig it out for me!!" Ximen Kuang's voice became more vicious, and the cold tone made the dozens of people tremble collectively.
"This... this... this is not good, this is going to be punished by God."
"God's punishment!?" Ximen Kuang sneered: "I am God, why should I be afraid of God's punishment! I want him to know the consequences of going against me, and I want him to regret it for the rest of his life!! Why do you think I came here in person today? I just want to experience for myself what it’s like to dig graves and raise ashes!! Do it quickly!!!”
Everyone's expressions changed. Everyone knew that Ximen Kuang was narrow-minded, arrogant and vicious, but they didn't expect that he could actually achieve this level... Is he really not afraid of God's punishment
Not daring to disobey the order, they had no choice but to push each other and dig the grave in front of them with trembling hands. They didn't even dare to open their eyes, and could only pray silently in their hearts that God would not blame them. In fact, they would rather rob graves than dig up graves and raise ashes.
As the grave was dug up bit by bit, Ximen Kuang's face became more and more proud, and in his pride, there was even more venom like a poisonous snake. Without much effort, he found out that the Fenshui Assassin who had harassed him countless times and made him scream in anger but could do nothing about it, and who defeated him in a martial arts competition, was Yang Aotian, whom he had always hated! Therefore, he wants to destroy the things he cherishes most so that he can truly understand what regret means.
The grave was dug up and the coffin was pried open. Each of them was shivering and sweating profusely. I don't know if it's because of fatigue or inner uneasiness.
A pair of trembling hands handed the ashes to Ximen Kuang, who took it with a grin on his face. He has thought that he is a god since he was a child, and he never knows what to do and what not to do. It’s only up to him whether he wants to do it or not.
Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps approaching from far away. Yang Aotian walked over quickly, and the crowd of people made him feel strong uneasiness in his heart. Because the location where they were was clearly his mother's grave.
As he approached, his eyes suddenly sank, because he saw the person he wished he could crush into ashes.
"Ximen Kuang!!"
When his eyes moved towards his mother's grave, his whole body trembled violently, the world spun before his eyes, and the bouquet in his hand fell weakly to the ground.
"Bastard... you just came at the right time. Everything today is specially prepared for you, hehehehe..."
While grinning ferociously, he raised his right hand violently, and the opened urn released gray smoke that filled the sky, dissipating in the wind between heaven and earth, drifting to no one knows where. At that moment, Yang Aotian seemed to have been pierced by thousands of arrows. The world in front of him collapsed, and he knelt heavily on the ground - the dug grave, the coffin that was pried open, and the familiar urn.
no no…