Legend of the Asura

The moonlight once again became dim. Longwei asked: "Do you hate her?"

The wind shook his head slowly: "At the time, I didn't hate... Because I know that in the eyes of the North Ming family, I may really be just a negligible ant, and I don't even bother to put it in my eyes. And let the butterfly personally be the person who framed it. It’s not a once-and-for-all solution to directly solve my unconsciousness."

"Xiaotian’s thoughts are exactly the same as mine. It must be that the North Ming dynasty has been pleading with the family because she doesn’t know my ability, thinking that I am just an ordinary person... and the price of letting me go is She must personally frame me in jail to make me desperate, let her despair of her feelings, let us no longer have the possibility of being together."

Hate, inadvertently revealed. For four years, he still can't forget, can't relieve it.

"But why... Why was it that when I decided to reveal my identity and desperately took her back from the Beiming family, I got the news that she had already married? And what she married, but I am no matter what. Can't find the Duanmu family!!"

"So, I began to hate, hate why she didn't wait for me, and even hated why she was so unconcerned about this relationship, so compromised so quickly, marry other men so soon!!"

Longwei sighed and turned and walked away silently. It was only in his gaze that there was a chill that rarely appeared.

A good Northern family, I dare to treat my Longwei son so! !

He has too many things to ask him. He wants to ask him what he has experienced before he has such a terrifying ability. He wants to ask him why he can die and resurrect. He wants to know how he survived 21 years ago...but The timing is not enough. He waits for one day, he will smile and stand in front of him, naturally calling himself - "Dad!"

On the balcony, the father listened to his son's confession. In the room, Feng Yao has been pacifying the emotion of Chu Yingying's constant loss of control. A few others will believe that the **** of Shadow in China will be so uncomfortable in the face of flesh and blood.

Chu Yingying grasped the hand of Feng Yao, his eyes confusing, and seemed to see the scene of the siege of the **** movie. "In a whole day, my heartbeat is drastically uncontrollable. If it wasn't for him miraculously coming out of desperation again and again, even coming back to life... I have killed him... I almost killed my son by hand... ”

Chu Yingying's voice is very low, and the whole body is shaking slightly. Recalling the wounds that he left on him, his heart seemed to be torn apart. For more than 20 years, I have not fulfilled my mother’s responsibility. I have not given him a trace of care. But when I first met, I almost ruined his life by hand... In the face of the wind, she was trembled and even felt that she had no Yan faces him. She does not know when she can truly forgive herself.

"Auntie." Feng Yao softly comforted her: "You don't have to be sad, not to blame yourself. I know my brother, he will not blame you. He is still very serious today and tells me that he played against you. You are actually not wrong. The fault is his own. You are only fulfilling your duty to guard China. He really does not blame you at all... on the contrary," Feng Yao smiled: "He always said I am a really bad wicked person."

Chu Yingying looked at Fengyao with amazement. She was amazed and had a faint love. She grabbed her hand and said, "I am really happy for my nephew, because he has such a good confidante in your life."

“No...” Feng Yao’s cheeks were reddish and he whispered: “It’s the greatest fortune in my life to meet my brother.”

"When are you married to my family?" Chu Yingying said with a smile. Just for the first time, she made her deeply impressed. Such a good girl, perhaps no longer in the life of this second, how can let go.

"Ah..." Feng Yao was caught off guard by this question. The elegant and quiet was completely gone. His face was red and red. For a long time, the voice was low and said: "As long as your brother is willing, you can do it at any time."

"But." Feng Yao's voice was lower, and his head was lowered: "I want to marry my brother with my sister, and if my sister..."

If you swear to be a good sister for a lifetime, how can you belong to your brother first?

And soft, that every day, happy, called "Young Master", only want to be a girl of a brother's maid...

"You don't feel wronged?" Chu Yingying was not surprised. How could she not see the feelings of the girls? She really wants to know why these girls who are outstanding to the top will be so desperate for him, and even willingly accommodate the existence of others.

Feng Yao quickly shook his head: "No! No, with a few good sisters, I am too happy to come, how can I be wronged. And, such a good one should belong to the most perfect brother. Only the most perfect My brother is qualified to have them."

Chu Yingying looked at her eyes quietly. Every time she mentioned the word "brother", the love that appeared in her eyes was strong enough to make her tremble. She vaguely understood that her feelings for him were so deep that she could not understand. She suddenly wanted to know very much what kind of experience, what kind of experience made this deep soul feeling.

With Feng Yao's complete "model", other girls have truly lived in harmony, not only not hostile, but also like a sister.

In the face of such a woman, which man can do not completely indulge, willing to give up everything for her.

The son has such a confidante, and he still has nothing to worry about.

Unconsciously, the two talked a lot. Feng Yao’s feelings about Chu Yingying’s guilty and incorrigible love for her are almost nothing to hide from her. Soft voice tells her the popular childhood... juvenile... adult, his character, his hobbies, his perfection, but he does not mention anything about his grief.

"Child, do you want your biological parents?" Chu Yingying asked softly.

“When I was a child, I asked my father every day, where my parents were, and I was eager to see them every day. At that time, we all thought that our parents were the same person. When I grow up, this feeling is getting more and more Light, because I have a brother, enough, it is enough." Feng Yao whispered, her thoughts and style are similar.

Chu Yingying looked at her long hair with affection and carelessness. "Poor child, forgive your parents. There are no parents who don't love children. They lost you when they lost. They must have unspeakable difficulties." And for so many years, they must be looking for you,"

Feng Yao nodded, she is a thoughtful girl after all. For more than ten years, although she has seen the family that has not been masked for a long time, she still occasionally desires a warm motherly love, and still vividly depicts the image of her biological parents in her dreams.

"You are the righteous sister of the nephew, and the wife of the deceased," Chu Yingying smiled. "Can you call me a ‘mother?'

Feng Yao’s beauty was flashing. She stared at Chu Yingying’s eyes and her lips trembled. She threw herself into her arms and shouted: “Mom...”

The call that contained too many feelings made Chu Yingying burst into tears. She did not get the simplest call from her son to her mother, but the call of Feng Yao filled half of her regrets. She really felt that... I really have a daughter-in-law and a son.

The footsteps of the wind stopped in front of Feng Yao, and the voice of Feng Yao called clear into his ears, causing him to tremble inside.

Yes... Yao is a soft girl after all. After all, she can't really ignore the lost family as she can.

Where are Yao's biological parents... Who are they?

The wind whispered quietly and did not bother them. He went to the hall and pulled up Xiao Tian, ​​a boring color, and pulled it to the balcony.

"Your chasing star."

The silver light flashed in the hand, and a slender silver sword appeared in his hand, and he was thrown to Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian took the excitement and took it. At the moment of chasing the stars, his face changed and became exaggerated.

"The weight, the feel, the feeling of the sword in the heart... exactly the same, the feeling in the game is exactly the same." Feeling the warmth and lightness in his hand, Xiao Tian muttered to himself. He suddenly turned and left his hand on the balcony of the potted plant to pick up a small green leaf, and then threw it into the air.

At that moment, Xiao Tian’s gaze became sharper than the sharp sword. Looking at the slowly falling narrow leaves, his right hand was placed on the hilt.

Without any sound, a faint silver light flashed. Xiao Tian’s hand is still on the hilt, as if he had never moved.

"It is this feeling, it is this feeling... I never thought that I can really throw such a sword." Xiao Tian's eyes have tears in his eyes, everything seems to be a dream. The sword just now is not the "chaos" that you have realized in the reincarnation of the world! !

The residual leaves finally fell to the ground, and when it landed, it was strangely scattered into ten sections.

In the eyes of the wind, the colorful lights flashed, and the faint silver light that flashed through the eyes was actually nine!

Star chasing skills - chaos! !

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