One Piece's Flow is Like Fire

"Hehe, let's not be busy now, dare to ask Lord Wang, who is Wang Xingyun's name in the mansion?" Qingyang Zhenren sat on the Taishi chair next to him, took a sip of the fragrant tea brought by the maid, and asked calmly. road.

"Wang Xingyun??? According to this official's knowledge, there are hundreds of people in the house, including no one from the ancestors who call this name taboo." Wang Ziqiao looked like he was trying to recall.

Hearing this, Qingyang Zhenren was not surprised, but thoughtfully took another sip of the tea.

"It seems that this name should be the name of Ling Lang's previous life. Don't be surprised, Mr. Wang, the baby just born will have some memories of the previous life to some extent, but after a long period of wear and tear, it will eventually be forgotten before speaking." Qingyang Zhenren said lightly.

Hearing this, Wang Ziqiao also thought silently for a while, but just as he was about to speak, he seemed to feel inappropriate and swallowed the words back.

"Since Linglang's memory in his previous life cherishes this name so much, I'll just call him that name in the future." Real Qingyang, who saw this scene, said directly what Wang Ziqiao was thinking.

"Since the immortal masters have said so, this official thinks that the name Wang Xingyun is not bad. It is not a bad thing to use the name of the previous life." Hearing Qingyang's real person say this, Wang Ziqiao was relieved.

Hearing the two of them say this, Wang Xingyun, who was still in the baby, was really happy. This saved him a lot of trouble, let alone remembering another one when he knew his name. The name "imposed" on him.

Seeing the relieved look of Lord Wang in front of him, Master Qingyang said slowly again.

"Speaking of Linglang's spiritual root, Pindao really thinks it is very strange. He has only a very ordinary fire attribute spiritual root, but Linglang's brain seems to be able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and there is no obstacle in his dantian. It means that there will be a lot less bottlenecks in his cultivation. Generally speaking, his spiritual roots are a bit poor, but after the hard work and tempering of his body, Linglang's future is still limitless." When Qingyang Zhenren said that his future was limitless, he seemed to faint. some expectations.

Hearing Qingyang Zhenren explain his son's situation in such a detailed manner, Wang Ziqiao seemed to sank when he heard that Linggen was a little bad, but when he heard that the day after tomorrow could make up for it, he was faintly happy, and listened again. When the future is limitless, the indescribable excitement on his face has already surfaced on his face, and his mouth can no longer be closed with joy.

And when Wang Xingyun heard this, he seemed to remember something. Seeing the Taoist priest in the green robe in front of him, when he listened to most of their conversations, no matter how stupid Wang Xingyun was, he could guess that he could also practice the flying escape in the future. It's a matter of place.

After a while, Wang Xingyun pretended to close his eyes, and his mind fell into deep YY.

On the hilltop west of Xingtian City, the sky is full of red clouds, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines warmly on this quiet and peaceful land.

The birds in the sky flew back to the dense forest not far away in groups, and the small animals in the mountain forest gradually disappeared in the dense forest.

The people who were hoeing outside the city stopped their work and looked up at the beautiful red sunset.

Seeing that it was getting late, an old man wiped the sweat from his head with the sweat towel on his shoulders, and then packed up the farm tools in an orderly manner. He was already hungry after finishing the day's work, and he was thinking about home while packing up. What delicious food is the old lady doing now, and whether his naughty children have given him a pound of cloud wine that makes his mouth water when he thinks about it.

In the Juxian Hall of the Wangfu Residence in Xingtian City, two people who were chatting happily saw the sunset outside the window. Master Qingyang real person.

As soon as the other person heard Qingyang Zhenren, he got up and said goodbye. He also got up and said the words of retention. The person who retained him was the young man in official robe, Wang Xingyun's father, Prince Qiao.

After hearing Wang Ziqiao's words of retention, Qingyang Zhenren just smiled slightly, and then declined politely. He just said that he had been visiting friends abroad for a long time, and there were still many things in the sect that he needed to deal with, so he looked at the maidservant. After a few glances, the baby in the middle floated out of the Juxian Hall, and Wang Ziqiao then sent it to the gate of the mansion.

Chapter 939

After saying goodbye to Prince Qiao, the master of the palace, Qingyang Zhenren then walked away with the cyan light under his feet.

At the gate of the palace, several people who saw this scene couldn't help but admire the ability of the immortal cultivator in their hearts, and Wang Ziqiao, whose son worshipped this person, thought that in the future, his son would also have such a great ability. , I can't help but look forward to it.

After seeing the escape light of Qingyang Zhenren disappeared, Wang Ziqiao returned to the mansion with a group of people. At this time, he was full of joy and brought Wang Xingyun, who had just been born, back to the house where his wife was. .

Lying still on the show bed is Wang Xingyun's mother, Yang, who is the third daughter of the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, Yang Yulian. Good calligraphy, at the age of seven, he was proficient in everything from qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, so he was very popular with Prime Minister Yang and his wife.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival when she was seventeen, she secretly went outside the prime minister's mansion to see the lanterns with a few little maids, and happened to bump into Wang Ziqiao, who was going to Beijing to take the exam. As a result, the handsome boy and the beautiful girl fell in love at first sight. During the fireworks, Wang Ziqiao, who does not know her identity, swears to Miss Yang that if she is admitted to the top spot, she will ask for marriage to the Yang residence.

Under the efforts of Wang Ziqiao, he finally won the praise of the emperor of the Han Dynasty with his shocking article, and was finally given the title of champion, canonized as Zuocheng, and feudal the city of stars.

Prince Qiao Ying, who was admitted to the top spot, vowed to come to the address mentioned by Miss Yang, and finally found out that Miss Yang was the daughter of the Prime Minister of the dynasty, but he was quite nervous, wondering whether Prime Minister Yang would agree to their marriage.

Knowing that Prince Qiao, who had just been admitted to the top spot, came to propose a marriage, this virtuous prime minister of the Han Dynasty was naturally very happy. Although he was reluctant to leave his daughter to marry Prince Qiao, the new champion of the new division, this Prime Minister Yang was learning about Prince Qiaoqi. When a person behaves as a person, when he sees that he is quite sincere to his beloved daughter, he finally reluctantly sends his beloved daughter to the sedan chair.

After the wedding, Prince Qiao and Yang Yulian sang along with each other, respected each other like guests, and lived extremely happy lives, and Prime Minister Yang's family was even more happy when they saw this. Prince Qiao and Yang Yulian, who were filial to Prime Minister Yang's second elder, blushed, and when they saw this scene, they were even more envious of others.

When Yang Yulian, who was lying on the show bed, saw her husband and the baby in the arms of the maid, there was a hint of joy on her pale jade face, and she sent the other servants out, leaving only the maid who was close to her. He helped him up, put the thick quilt behind him, and slowly leaned on the quilt.

After finishing all this, Yang Yulian smiled at Prince Qiao, and asked the maid to hold the baby in front of her. She slowly raised her somewhat weak hands and gently carried the baby in the maid's arms into her own. , and then gently remove half of the silk underwear on the body

Wang Xingyun opened his eyes slowly, and a round jade milk appeared in front of him, and his little hand was gently stroking it.

Immediately, Wang Xingyun was shocked, but he was relieved immediately. The one who was feeding him was the bloodless mother he saw last in the light curtain of colorful beads.

Although he became a baby again, this time is completely different from the last time. Compared with the previous one, he was helpless and tragic. This time, he had both parents, and his parents were both talented and female, and they seemed to have a lot of power.

Wang Xingyun, who had thought about it, finally began to suck in a big mouth. He decided to grow up faster so that he could learn that magical spell. He also wanted to solve all the things he encountered. What was going on? to go back to where he used to be.

And Wang Xingyun is also very clear that every drop of milk in his mouth is transformed from the blood of the mother in front of him, and if he drinks a drop, he sucks a drop of his mother's blood.

Although he knows it very well, he can only do this right now, just hoping that he will grow up sooner.

In swallowing mouth by mouth, Wang Xingyun also secretly swore in his heart that as long as he lives for one day, he will never let the mother who nurtured him suffer, whether it is this life or the mother in his original world. He can't see the mother in that world now, but after becoming a baby twice, he has learned a lot, and he has come to appreciate the hardships of his mother raising him even more.

After seeing the baby in her arms sucking the milk, Yang Yulian's face became even more happy, and she looked at Wang Ziqiao next to her with affectionate eyes.

When Wang Ziqiao saw this scene, he seemed to have the idea of ​​abandoning everything and only sharing the happiness of his family with his wife and son, but as the Zuocheng of the Han Dynasty, he secretly suppressed this idea in his heart, and the responsibility rested on him. , he can only make his wife and children live happily ever after in the days to come.

Chapter 940 Unwilling to leave

For a time, happiness overflowed on the show bed, and even the maid next to her felt the warmth in it, and she secretly hoped that she could have such a day.

In this way, Wang Xingyun's family of three lived happily, and the birth of Wang Xingyun made his grandparents, grandparents, who had not met, unable to sit still at home, and came to Xingtian City one after another to visit him. I love my son and my daughter, but the main reason is indeed to want to hug the newly born little grandson, the little grandson.

After seeing this happy family of three again, the older members were even more reluctant to leave.

On the other hand, Prime Minister Yang, who is in charge of every day, is full of bitterness, because he has to go to the court to deal with political affairs almost every day. Although the capital is not too far from Xingtian City, it takes half a day to go back and forth, and he has a hundred doubts in his heart. He is willing to leave his beloved little grandson, but he is loyal and unyielding. After several psychological struggles, he still decides to come to Xingtiancheng as soon as he has time, and compete with a few "old guys" for the right to play with the little grandson.

Time passed little by little, six years passed in a blink of an eye, Wang Xingyun grew up in happiness, and in the past six years, his feelings for his relatives now are not the same as those of his relatives in another world. By comparison, this place finally made him feel at home.

On a warm summer night, in the garden of a luxurious mansion in Xingtian City, a beautiful young woman was sitting in a pavilion in the garden with a five- or six-year-old boy in her arms.

This boy looks so cute, with light eyebrows, big eyes, a delicate little nose, and a cute little mouth that is opening and closing something.

This is the current home of Wang Xingyun in Xingtian City, and the beautiful young woman in the garden pavilion is Wang Xingyun's wife, Wang Xingyun's current mother, Yang Yulian. At this time, Yang Yulian has long since faded from the shyness of a girl, and the real She entered the ranks of a virtuous wife and a loving mother, and it was none other than six-year-old Wang Xingyun in her arms.