Tripod Reverses the Heaven

The second prince angrily said, "hum! You are becoming more and more daring. You dare to attack me directly. Do you want to rebel? "

"Subordinates dare not!" A group of people in black immediately knelt down on one knee. Although they only obey Gao Hao, they dare not really fight with the second prince.

"If you dare to be rude to me next time, kill yourself immediately!" With that, the second prince left a token and walked towards the depths of the forest with the hand of the ancient wind.

It is called Xiaoyao forest. The forest is very large, with beautiful scenery and elegant environment.

Along the way, the ancient wind can feel that there is a powerful Qi machine to lock itself in the dark. This feeling is very bad and uncomfortable. The dark Master was like a wild beast, as if he could give himself a fatal blow at any time.

"Is this how father and mother have been supervised in recent years?" The old wind whispered in his heart, and his face was very ugly. There is always a mass of anger churning and jumping in the chest.

He knew that the experts hiding in the dark were very powerful. It was impossible for them to break through by themselves. If the second prince hadn't just dropped a token, it's estimated that the secret man would have done something to them.

The second prince also had a cold face, and his heart was extremely angry. I have taken out the emperor's order. The secret man dared to release his Qi against himself so recklessly. He really didn't pay attention to his second prince.

After passing through the woods, they entered a heavy fog area. Until they came here, the dark Master restrained his Qi, and Gufeng two people breathed a long breath. No matter who will not like being stared at like this, that feeling is really not generally uncomfortable.

Relying on his ancient research on the array, he keenly realized that the fog was not simple. It should be a strong locked array. The ancient wind frowned at that time, and his face was extremely gloomy.

The second prince frowned and didn't say a word. He took the hand of the ancient wind and stepped at a strange pace. After an hour or two, he walked out of the fog area.

Out of the fog area, the scene suddenly changed. It was late at night, and the scene was broad daylight. Blue sky and white clouds, birds and flowers. This is a valley.

From a distance, the ancient wind saw a particularly elegant other courtyard, in front of which there was a clear stream winding and circling. All kinds of flowers and plants are planted around the courtyard. They smell delicious and pleasant.

In front of the courtyard, there is a fairly spacious open space. At this time, there is a graceful white figure on the open space, singing and dancing gently. The singing is graceful and the dancing is graceful. At a glance, the ancient style recognized that the dancing woman was her mother Chu Xiangyu. After four years of separation, although the appearance of my parents is a little blurred in my mind, the ancient custom can still be determined, that is, my mother.

At the gate of the courtyard, there was also a white man in his thirties who was as rich as jade. He smiled and enjoyed the woman's graceful dance while playing the piano. Gu Feng also recognized that this was his father, Gu Hai.

In an instant, the ancient wind's heart beat faster, his body stood rigidly in its place, and his legs were as heavy as lead, so he couldn't move forward.

The deep feeling of missing turned into two hot tears at this moment, and almost burst into tears. He tightly covered his mouth with his little hand and tried not to make a sound. He told himself to be strong, but the tears in his eyes fell down after all, silent and silent.

"Father, mother!" He was calling silently, tears had flowed into a line, and the ancient wind's body was trembling slightly.

Although they have been missing their parents for four years, they still look as happy as their own.

"Ah! Go, they miss you day and night! " The second prince patted the old wind on the shoulder, then turned and stepped into the fog. He was afraid that he would not control his emotions later, and began to cry bitterly.

"Father, mother!" The ancient wind gave a soft cry, and then began to step forward slowly.

He tightly covered his mouth, his tears "brushed", his whole body trembling, shaking step by step, all kinds of things in the past, instantly floating in his mind

He will never forget that in the days when he used to get along with his parents, his mother always pretended to be angry and forced himself to cultivate his true spirit, but he was too naughty and annoyed his mother half to death every time

Every time he came back from a crazy day outside, his mother would always scold him softly, and then gently wipe the sweat stains on his face with her gentle palm. He would never forget the feeling of his warm hand across his face

Father is very tolerant of himself on weekdays, but he is so determined when he trains himself

Later, Gu Feng realized that his father's decision on that day was all for his own sake. They had long known that there would be a great disaster in Dali city. In order to survive the disaster, they had to force themselves to embark on the road of practice.

Thinking of the past, the ancient wind could no longer be controlled. "Wow" burst into tears. He shouted to his parents in front: "father! Mother! "

The voice is sad and hissing!

Chu Xiangyu, who was still dancing at the moment, suddenly froze. Her whole body suddenly trembled. A string in her heart was severely touched, and her face changed. She turned around and looked at the ancient wind. Then her heart trembled again. Her body unconsciously retreated a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

"Wind..." Chu Xiangyu began to tremble slightly. A familiar and strange little boy appeared in front. He was not sure that this was his son of four years.

The same is true of Guhai, who is playing the piano with a smile. After hearing this call, his piano stopped suddenly. The heart suddenly trembled and the whole body was excited.

He raised his eyes and looked at the ancient wind. His heart beat faster. When he got up, he knocked over the table where the ancient Qin was placed in front of him.

At this time, the old style was seven years old, and the naughty little guy had changed a lot in the past. He is much taller and his voice has changed. Gu Hai is still like his wife. He is not sure that this is his son.