Dou Po: The World War Prologue

Chapter 277 Ying Huanhuan

"Prelude to the War of Destruction: Ten Years"

Chapter 5 Ying Huanhuan
Wujing, in a mountain range.

hum.

In the originally peaceful mountain range, the spiritual power between the heaven and the earth suddenly became disordered, as if it was converging towards a certain point, within a radius of one hundred thousand feet.

"drink!"

A sound of shouting resounded among the mountains, and I saw a mountain range that was originally covered by vegetation of various colors, within a radius of [-] feet, is turning into a sandy yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye. The majestic energy contained in it is rapidly dissipating, and even that piece of heaven and earth has quickly lost its color.

In the mountains, there is a young man with his hands spread out on the ground, and the huge energy that can threaten the supreme power of the earth is rushing towards him like a confluence.

The world that had lost its color was gathering around the young man, turning all of it into a piece of sandy yellow. In the end, even the place where the young man was, was the same, the whole world was cracked open.

It seems to have lost its vitality, a barren scene.

The majestic energy gathered, but the young man shook his head in a little frustration, and immediately raised his palm on the ground, forming a series of slightly esoteric imprints, and then slapped the ground suddenly.

Rumble!
This blow seemed to shake the ground, and then the world that had lost its color seemed to be rapidly recovering its vitality. Visible spiritual power fluctuations were spreading through the cracks in the ground, and life was surging. Move, and return to the original state.

"huhu"

After finishing all these, the young man was already sweating profusely, and just fell headlong on the rapidly growing vegetation. The vitality of the earth slowly recovered, and the young man's originally short breathing also gradually calmed down.

"It's still too far away."

The young man sat up on the spot after regaining his composure, and there was a trace of depression on his cheeks that had not yet taken off his childishness. The spirit is concentrated, as if inherited from the blood.

He seemed to be trying to experiment, but was stopped by an extremely pleasant voice.

"Yuan'er!"

The voice was extremely crisp and sweet. After the young man heard it, he let go of the seriousness on his face, and immediately turned his gaze to the source of the voice. Not far away, there stood a beautiful figure.

As far as the young man could see, a woman was wearing a white dress. The gentleness in her face was somewhat similar to that of the young man, but those beautiful eyes were full of agility, as if she could speak. A blue string was tied into a ponytail, making the beautiful girl look like a girl.

"Mom! Why are you here?"

But the young man said after seeing the woman, this woman who seemed to be in her early 20s was actually the young man's mother.

"I heard from Uncle Diao that you have been cultivating desperately recently, so Mother came over to see you."

The woman smiled and moved lightly with lotus steps, appearing next to the boy as if changing the world, and took out a handkerchief from her long sleeve to wipe the dried sweat on his face.

"It should be a busy time in the clan right now. It's a bit uncomfortable for you to come out like this." The boy said, but he still couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

"No matter how busy you are, you have to look at my son." There was a maturity in the woman's words that didn't match her attire. She looked like a girl, but she was the patriarch of the most powerful clan in the world.

"Thank you, mother." The young man showed a smile, and immediately said, "Have you met dad?"

"Ah."

The woman nodded, and then pulled the boy to sit down on the vegetation that was gradually returning to life.

This young man was naturally Lin Yuan who made a bet with Zhou Tong at that time, and this woman was the patriarch of the Ice Spirit Clan and one of the top powerhouses in the Great Thousand World, Ying Huanhuan.

"From what your Uncle Diao said, you made a bet with Senior Brother Zhou?" Ying Huanhuan asked, her beautiful eyes were full of kindness, although at the moment she looked like Lin Yuan's sister .

"Yeah." Lin Yuan knew that it must have been hidden from Xiao Diao Xiaoyan and others, and his father must have known it too.

"Mother, are your injuries alright?" Lin Yuan sank, and then asked.

"It's all right, but you, I really thought that you would go to Brother Zhou to talk about those things, and even start a bet with him." Ying Huanhuan said, but she burst out laughing. At this moment, she , it seems that she doesn't have the majesty of the head of the clan, but looks like a playful girl who doesn't know much about the world.

"It's exactly the same as your father back then."

Lin Yuan also sighed, and said, "Mother, do you think I'm too reckless?"

"Why do you think so?" Ying Huanhuan asked back, with a smile on her pretty face, just like the playful girl in Taoist sect back then.

Even after so many years, reincarnation, she is her, still unchanged.

"Because both the two uncles and my aunt think that I am too reckless to do so. Now, even I myself feel that I am a little too reckless. This bet seems impossible to complete."

Lin Yuan smiled wryly. It has been 20 days since the last bet. Although he has successfully comprehended the desolate nerve, he can only achieve this level. The real desolate nerve, under one palm, The world is barren, and at his current level, not to mention a small success, he can't even be considered superficial.

"Isn't it possible?" Ying Huanhuan muttered to herself, then wrapped her slender arms around her knees, looked at the world that was recovering, and smiled.

The side she shows now is completely different from the majestic majesty she showed when she appeared in that marginal place.

She turned her head to look at Lin Yuan. At this moment, he looked somewhat similar to the first time she remembered seeing Lin Dong, but the latter had already grown up at that time, and Lin Yuan was only 15 years old.

"If you don't even have self-confidence, then it's really impossible." Ying Huanhuan said in a soft voice.

Lin Yuan was also taken aback for a moment, and then dismissed himself. Less than a month had passed, and if he wanted to give up, just like what his mother Ying Huanhuan said, he was doomed to fail.

"Then do you think I can finish it?" Lin Yuan asked Ying Huanhuan, but there was a little hope in his eyes, because so far, all he got were negative answers.

Upon hearing this, Ying Huanhuan smiled and said without thinking, "Of course."

"Are you so sure?"

Lin Yuan couldn't believe Ying Huanhuan's resolute attitude. After all, in his impression, his mother was not someone who could tell lies to comfort him.

"Hehe, that's natural. You are the son of me and your father, so of course you can do it." Ying Huan smiled happily, her pretty face was full of firmness and trust.

"If only dad could think like you." Lin Yuan murmured softly, but Ying Huanhuan's level of cultivation could be heard clearly, then he stroked Lin Yuan's cheek with his slender hand, and said, "What's your dad thinking?" It must be the same as me, you can rest assured."

"Is it?"

Lin Yuan really felt that his mother was comforting him at this moment. In his impression, his father was an extremely serious person. He would never say such emotional words.

"You think mother is trying to comfort you?" Lin Yuan couldn't hide what was going on in his heart from Ying Huanhuan, his mother.

"Yuan'er, did you see it at that time?" Ying Huanhuan smiled slightly, and then said.

"What did you see?" Lin Yuan was taken aback by Ying Huanhuan's sudden question, not knowing what she was referring to.

"It was all the past experiences of your father in the hearts of many strong people in the Great Thousand World at that time."

"Yes, I see." Lin Yuan said.

She withdrew her slender hand from Lin Yuan's cheek, and stood up slowly: "I remember that I had the same trust in your father at that time. There was no reason, but I felt that everything was wrong for him. Likely, he never let me down."

Ying Huanhuan said that when she awakened to reincarnation back then, she didn't think that Lin Dong would be defeated by the three Yuanmen sect's head teachers. She did so just to have enough strength to protect Daozong and Lin Dong's family members.

In her heart, there is nothing impossible for the man who came out of the small dynasty and stood out in the Hundred Dynasties Conference.

Even if she was burning reincarnation, she could vaguely hear the man's call and vow to her between the heaven and the earth, but he really did it, and one day more than ten years later, she stood in front of her.

He never gave up on going to the poor and falling to the underworld.

"That mother really loves my father." Lin Yuan smiled. He had already seen what happened to his parents at that time. Back then, his father single-handedly turned the entire Ice Spirit Clan upside down. The determination to find his mother is also the main reason why he made up his mind.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan seemed to understand something. Why did he give up the resolution he made at the beginning until the end?

The father and mother back then, even in the face of such a situation, persisted until the last step, and only then did they have the current martial state, with sister Lin Jing, with him, as their children, how could they just give up like this? .

"Thank you mother, I understand what to do."

He stood up slowly, looking at the endless mountains, his ambition was high.

Seeing Lin Yuan like this, Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but smile, they are really father and son, even at this moment, they are so similar.

"It's good if you understand. Although your father is usually strict with you, you have to know that in his heart, he trusts and loves you as much as I do, and will never let you suffer any harm."

Ying Huanhuan said that she never thought that her child would be ordinary. For him, there is nothing impossible for him that is unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people.

All he needs is some tempering and time to fade away his brilliance.

Hearing what his mother said, Lin Yuan also said without thinking, that young but resolute voice echoed in this mountain range.

"I will never let my beloved be hurt in any way!"

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