Shen Yin Wang Zuo

The long blond hair is scattered on the sides of the cheeks, slightly covering his handsome and full of bright face. The tall and sturdy figure is just a stop there, giving a feeling of a pinnacle.

His eyes are like two golden crystals, even the pupils are golden, but the eyes are very soft, just inadvertently gazing will show the dazzling.

The arms stretched out to the sides of the body, taking a deep breath, and a soft smile appeared on the face of Long Haochen. I am back, the Knights Templar.

The powerful footsteps sounded, and Long Haochen looked sideways and saw a knight wearing a trench at the Mithril base in front of him and gave him a knight.

"Hello, Lord Long Haochen."

"Hello." Long Haochen rushed to the Knights.

"Please come with me." The Mithril base knight turned and walked out.

Under the leadership of the knight, Long Haochen returned to the room where he had just entered the main hall of the Knights Templar.

"Please wait a moment. The Lord Lord told me that after you leave the customs, he will summon you as soon as possible. I will also inform your mother."

"Okay thank you."

The Mithril pedestal knight left, and Long Haochen sat on the bed, but the whole person had an unreal feeling. The beds are not soft, but there is a warmth in the room.

I was so immersed in cultivation for so long, and finally came back. He couldn't help but lie down on the bed and stretch his body. The comfort of being full of release seemed to make every cell in his body linger.

The time was not long, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and the door was pushed straight away, and a figure rushed in.

"Every morning." The white voice is full of surprises. Flying quickly to the front of Long Haochen, grabbed the son who had just sat up.

The mother's arms are full of warmth and fragrant, and Long Haochen is holding her mother tightly, "Mom."

His voice was a little trembling unconsciously. However, the feeling of being able to lean on my mother's arms is really too comfortable. But at this moment, he thinks more about his responsibility. In order to make the mother live a better life, for the safety of her mother, and for every mother of the Temple Alliance, she is a guardian knight. All he can do is to make every effort to resist the attack of the Mozu invaders.

"How have you been going for so long, how can you cultivate for so long? A year and a half! Do you know how much mother missed you?" The white cockroaches were already crying.

The husband did not return, and there is no news so far. It is hard to see the son, but the son has entered a retreat. This is a year and a half. If it is not for Yang Yihan and the father-in-law who always comfort her, tell her that Long Haochen is fine. I am afraid she has long been unable to find her. It can be said that the son is now the only sustenance in her heart. If there is something really happening in Long Haochen, Bai Hao doesn't know if he still has the courage to live again.

The soft light element is released from the dragon's body and injected into the mother's body. The warmth of the atmosphere makes the white-hearted mood gradually calm down.

Unlocking her son's hand, she looked at Long Haochen seriously.

"In the morning, you are thin. You have lost a lot. But it is also spiritual. My son is the most handsome."

Long Haochen smiled slightly and resisted not letting his tears slide down. "Always! Mom, this time I will not continue to retreat. I will stay with you at Yulongguan, okay?"

"Good, good. But..." The tears in the eyes of Bai Yan could not help but come out again. "But, can you really stay with me?"

Long Haochen is silent, he can't, he has to fight to kill the enemy and fight for humanity. It is impossible to stay with Bai Hao and accompany his mother. However, more mothers of the Temple Alliance can reunite with their sons. As a guardian knight, as a child of light, a god, he must bear more and more responsibility.

The door opened, and Yang Yuhan, who had a white hair wins the snow, came in from the outside. Looking at the mother and son, he did not speak. Before he had heard the conversation between Long Haochen and his mother outside the door. He really can't bear to disturb their warmth at the moment.

"Yang Grandpa." Long Haochen stood up. It is necessary to salute Yang Yuhan. Yang Yihan has a big sleeve and a soft force to support him. He did not let him go.

"Good boy, you can end up practicing, it is really anxious for us. You are a retreat for a year and a half, other things are not urgent, you should accompany your mother, I will give you a holiday for ten days. ""

"Thank you." Long Haochen did not deny. Ten days, not very long, but perhaps this is the only time he can spend with his mother for a long time in the future, so he did not deny.

"Mom, where is the kitchen here? I am going to cook for you. Oh, yes, last time you didn't ask me about the children? I told you to listen well? The children are really beautiful, In the future, I will definitely marry her as your daughter-in-law."

Bai Hao finally broke into laughter. "You are a little thing, you are still less than twenty years old, you remember your wife. But also, when, pick me up and show me."

Long Haochen subconsciously turned his attention to Yang Yihan, revealing the color of inquiry.

Yang Yuhan is not only the lord of the Knights Templar, but also the ally of the Temple Alliance. He has a pivotal position in the Temple Alliance. After Long Haochen’s departure, the most wanted thing is to know when he can reunite with his friends. When is it? Can set foot on the battlefield again.

Yang Xiaohan smiled slightly and said: "Everything will wait until ten days later. The league has arranged for you. You can rest assured that your partners are very good now."

After listening to his words, Long Haochen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his face looked relaxed. "Mom, I will cook for you. Would you give me a soup?"

Bai Yan smiled and said: "In the morning, in fact, the mother wants to drink the most is the wild vegetable soup that you used when you were a child."

Warm days are always very fast. For ten days, Long Haochen has been with her mother, cooking for her mother, massaging her mother, and chatting with her mother every day. Take care of the mother in every possible way.

How clever is Bai Hao, she certainly understands that after ten days, my son may not have time to spend time with him. Even though she is full of disappointment, she still relaxes as much as possible and enjoys the days when she is with her son. .

"Go ahead, don't worry about your mother. Mom will always be in Yulongguan. You are the son of the Knight of the Judgment and Judgment Dragon Knight, you are the brightest son of the goddess of light. Mother can not selfishly You are bound to be around. However, you must promise your mother. In any case, you must protect yourself. Only by protecting yourself can you better protect others. Your father has been missing for so long, and my mother can no longer lose you. ”

Looking at the tearful mother, Long Hao morning heart is like a knife cut, these ten days, for him, is it not a luxury enjoyment? How good if such a calm day can last? However, he knows that this is impossible. Unless the Mozu is destroyed, as a child of light, he can't stay safely with his mother.

After two steps back, Long Haochen did not dare to look at his mother's eyes again. He slammed down to the ground and slammed his three heads to his mother, and quickly got up and left. He was afraid that he would stay away from his mother for a long time.

Out of the mother's room, Long Hao morning gasped with a big mouth, even when it was hitting the eighth-order bottleneck, he was not as painful as it is now.

After calming for nearly ten minutes, he barely suppressed his inner sadness. At least, he should not leave Yulongguan for a while, and he can often see his mother. He can only comfort himself like this.

"Your mother is okay." Looking at Long Haochen, who stood in front of himself and respectfully bowed, Yang Xiaohan asked with a smile.

Long Haochen nodded silently, but his eyes have been restored to firmness. "Dr. Lord, please assign a task. Also, I want to know when I can resume my handsome six with my friends. The preparation of the No. 14 Hunting Magic Group."

Yang Xiaohan’s smile also converges at the same time, nodding his head and saying: “You should remember that when you were separated, what did the Holy Month say?”

Long Xiaochen said: "I remember that the holy month of Zeng Zu said that only my cultivation is to break through the eighth order, and my partners have broken through the seventh order, and we have the possibility of regrouping."

Yang Yihan nodded. "One and a half years have passed. No matter whether the Devil or the Emperor just used you as an excuse to launch this holy war, the holy war is still going on. The Demon Emperor did not send the strong to find your trace. Therefore, in a sense, you already have the prerequisites for regrouping."

“Really?” Long Haochen was overjoyed. Every one of his partners is working hard to regroup. As a leader, he is eager to be stronger than anyone! A year and a half of retreat has made his mind more peaceful, but the desire in his heart has not diminished in one day.

"But, but still, don't worry." Yang Yuhan looked at Long Haochen seriously.

Long Hao morning's face converges, but the excitement has not disappeared, because he knows that since Yang Yuhan gave him hope, it is entirely possible to prove that their handsome 64th hunting squad is reconstituted.

Yang Yihan said: "Your strength is no longer beyond the younger generation. However, compared with the powerful Mozu, it is still far from enough. You should be very clear about this. Therefore, you must prove to the Alliance. Have the ability to self-protect, in order to reorganize the hunting magic group."

Can the handsome 64th hunting squad regroup? As time goes by, how much can they grow up? Everyone guesses it. The dragons that are going out will join the jihad with the Mozu, and more exciting content will be shown for everyone.

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