Legend of the Asura

The moonlight dimmed again. Long Wei asked: "Do you hate her?"

Feng Xiao slowly shook his head: "At that time, I didn't hate... because I knew that in the eyes of the Beiming family, I might really be just an insignificant ant, who didn't bother to look at me at all, and there was no need to go to great lengths to frame me. And let Die'er be the one who framed her personally. Wouldn't it be once and for all to get rid of me without anyone noticing."

"Xiaotian's thoughts are exactly the same as mine. It must be Beiming Yudie begging the family to let me go, because she doesn't know my ability and thinks I'm just an ordinary person... and the price for letting me go is , She must personally frame me and go to jail to make me despair, to make my feelings for her despair, and to make it impossible for us to be together again."

Hatred, revealed inadvertently. Four years later, he still can't forget, can't let go.

"But, why...why just when I decided to expose my identity and snatch her back from the Beiming family desperately, I got the news that she was married...and she married someone I would never have loved anyway. The Duanmu family that can’t be found!!”

"So, I started to hate, why she didn't wait for me, and why she was so unattached to this relationship, why she compromised so soon, and married another man so soon!!"

Long Wei sighed softly, turned around and walked away silently. It's just that there is a chill hidden in his eyes that rarely appears.

What a Beiming family, how dare to treat my son of Longwei like this! !

He has so many things he wants to ask him, what he has experienced to have such an astonishing ability, why he can come back from the dead, and even more want to know how he survived twenty-one years ago... But, The timing is not enough, he waits for the day when he will stand in front of him with a smile, and call himself naturally - "Dad!"

On the balcony, the father listened to his son's confession, and in the room, Fengyao had been soothing Chu Yingying's uncontrollable emotions. How many people would believe that the God of Shadow in China would be so unbearable when facing the family relationship of flesh and blood.

Chu Yingying grabbed Fengyao's hand, and she talked with blurred eyes, as if she saw the previous scene of besieging the blood emperor Yingfeng again. "For the whole day, my heartbeat was so violent that I couldn't control it. If it wasn't for him miraculously getting out of desperation again and again, and even coming back to life... I would have killed him... I almost killed my own son with my own hands... "

Chu Yingying's voice was very low, and her whole body was trembling slightly. Recalling the wounds I left on him, my heart seemed to be being torn apart piece by piece. For more than twenty years, she hadn't fulfilled the slightest responsibility as a mother, she hadn't given him any care, but she almost ruined his life with her own hands when they met for the first time... In front of Feng Xiao, she was trembling, and even felt that she was helpless. face him. She didn't know when she could truly forgive herself.

"Auntie." Feng Yao comforted her softly: "You don't have to be sad, let alone blame yourself. I know brother, he will definitely not blame you. He still told me very seriously today that he fought with you that time , none of you are actually wrong, it is him who is wrong, you are just fulfilling your duty to protect China. He really didn't blame you at all... On the contrary," Feng Yao smiled: "He has always said You are the real bad guy."

Chu Yingying stared at Fengyao intently, with amazement and a touch of affection, she grabbed her hand and said, "I'm really happy for Xiao'er, because he has such a good confidante like you in his life."

"No..." Feng Yao blushed slightly, and said in a low voice: "Meeting my brother is the greatest luck in my life."

"Then when will you marry my Xiao'er?" Chu Yingying said with a smile. Just meeting her for the first time, she was deeply impressed. Such a good girl, maybe I will never meet another one in this life, how can I let go.

"Ah..." Fengyao was caught off guard by this question, her elegance and tranquility disappeared completely, her face blushed, and she said in a low voice after a long time: "As long as brother is willing, you can do it anytime."

"However." Feng Yao lowered her voice and even lowered her head: "I want to marry elder brother with sister Yiren and younger sister Ruoruo..."

Swearing to be good sisters for life, how can they belong to brother before them.

And Rou Rou, that girl who happily calls "Young Master" every day, only wants to be her brother's maid...

"Don't you feel wronged?" Chu Yingying was not surprised at all. How could she fail to see the feelings of those girls towards Feng Xiao. She really wanted to know why these top-notch girls were so devoted to him, and even willingly accommodated the existence of other people.

Feng Yao quickly shook her head: "No! No, I'm too happy to be happy with these good sisters. How can I be wronged? Moreover, such excellent girls should belong to the most perfect brothers. Only the most perfect sisters Brothers are qualified to own them."

Chu Yingying looked into her eyes quietly, and every time the word "brother" was mentioned, the love in her eyes was so strong that it made her heart tremble. She vaguely understood that her feelings for him had reached a level beyond her comprehension. Suddenly, she really wanted to know what kind of experience and what kind of fetters made this kind of feeling deeply imprinted in the soul.

And with Fengyao as a complete "model", the other girls can truly live in harmony, not only not hostile, but as close as sisters.

Facing such a woman, which man can not completely sink, and is willing to give up everything for her.

With such a confidante for his son, he still has nothing to worry about.

Before they knew it, the two talked a lot. Fengyao felt Chu Yingying's guilt and hopeless love for Feng Xiao, and she hardly concealed anything from her. He softly told her about Feng Xiao's childhood...boy...adulthood, his character, his hobbies, his perfection, but he didn't mention any sad things about him.

"Son, do you miss your biological parents?" Chu Yingying asked softly.

"When I was young, like my elder brother, I would ask my adoptive father where our biological parents were every day, and longed to see them every day. At that time, we all thought our parents were the same person. As we grew up, this feeling became more and more Dan, because I have a brother, enough, completely enough." Feng Yao replied softly, her thinking was very similar to Feng Xiao.

Chu Yingying stroked her long hair lovingly, and said distressedly: "Poor child, please forgive your parents. There are no parents who do not love their children. The reason why they lost you back then must have had unspeakable difficulties." .And after so many years, they must be looking for you hard, "

Feng Yao nodded, she is a delicate girl after all. For more than ten years, although she has looked down on the family affection that has not been masked for a long time, she still occasionally longs for a warm maternal love, and still quietly depicts the image of her biological parents in her dreams.

"You are Xiao'er's adopted sister, and also Xiao'er's destined wife," Chu Yingying smiled, "Can you call me 'Mom'?"

Fengyao's beautiful eyes flickered, she stared blankly at Chu Yingying's eyes, her lips trembled, she threw herself into her arms, and softly called out: "Mom..."

The call that contained too much emotion made Chu Yingying burst into tears. She has not received the most innocent call from her son to her mother for a long time, but Fengyao's call filled half of her regrets. Only then did she really feel... She really had a daughter-in-law and a son.

Feng Xiao's footsteps stopped in front of Feng Yao's door, and Feng Yao's call came to his ears clearly, making his heart tremble.

That's right... After all, Yao'er is a girl with a soft heart. After all, she can't really ignore the lost family like herself.

Where are Yao'er's biological parents...and who are they?

Feng Xiao retreated quietly without disturbing them. He walked to the hall, pulled Xiao Tian who was bored, and pulled him all the way to the balcony.

"Your chasing star."

A silver light flickered in Feng Xiao's hand, and a slender silver sword appeared in his hand, and he threw it to Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian took it with an excited face, and at the moment Chasing Star started, his expression changed drastically, becoming extremely exaggerated.

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

At that moment, Xiao Tian's gaze became sharper than a sharp sword, looking at the long and narrow leaf slowly falling, he put his right hand on the hilt of the sword.

Without any sound, a faint silver light flashed away. Xiao Tian's hand was still on the hilt of the sword, as if it had never moved.

"It's this feeling, it's this feeling... I never thought that I could really swing such a sword." There were tears in the corners of Xiao Tian's eyes, everything seemed like a dream. Wasn't that sword just now the "chaotic" that I comprehended in the reincarnation world! !

The residual leaf finally fell to the ground. The moment it landed, it strangely scattered into ten even segments.

Feng Xiao's eyes flashed with splendor, and the faint silver light that flashed across his eyes was actually Nine Daoes!

Starchaser Sword Skill - Chaos! !

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