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The Demon Suppressing City was shrouded in it for dozens of days. It is not uncommon for such days to appear on the ancient battlefield of gods and demons...

Round spheres of different sizes are visible in the clouds, or are like planets hanging in the air like waning moons. They are scattered and shattered, as if they were ruined after the explosion, and there are many, and they are floating all the time, allowing the wind to rage.

Since the beginning of the human-demon war, this layer of dimness has become even more intense. The interstellar meteorites are slowly crowded in disorder, giving a feeling of being pressed down on the top, making people breathe a little difficult.

Chen Zhengyang leaned against a whistle tower, holding a wine pot in his hand, as if he was drunk, and half-squinted his eyes listlessly.

Watching the guards walking along the city walls, patrolling back and forth, drinking lazily.

He raised the wine pot in his hand, and no wine dripped out, but a few drops dripped out. Anger immediately surged into his heart, waved his arms and threw the wine pot behind him.

The whistle tower is towering, with a platform at the top, and Chen Zhengyang is sitting on the edge.

Bang.

The wine pot fell to pieces and the pieces flew around.

A pair of jade feet quietly arrived, and the three-inch lotus feet were wrapped in a pair of blue cloth shoes, making them look petite. The same blue skirt was floating in the breeze.

"Gee..." The visitor sneered, his voice sweet, like the singing of a nightingale in the woods.

The laughter did not attract Chen Zhengyang's attention, but instead closed his eyes and leaned on him lazily. He could hear it, and he knew without looking at it that the person coming was not someone else, but Mrs. Butterfly.

Mrs. Butterfly's lotus steps were faint, and she came in the breeze. She held a wine pot on her palm, and stopped and whispered: "Brother Yang, if Xuanyuan Jing knew that you were doing this for her, she would be sad."

She didn't understand the emotions between humans before. Since she turned into a human form, she can now understand something vaguely.

"Xuanyuan Jing." Chen Zhengyang murmured this name silently.

Perhaps even Mrs. Butterfly doesn't understand why he suddenly became melancholy recently? Isn't this how he has been through these years?

“Hao.”

Mrs. Butterfly handed over the wine pot in her hand.

Chen Zhengyang might have been used to her like this. He took the wine pot without even lifting his eyelids, and opened his mouth and started drinking.

Ahem...

A sip of wine was too strong. It obviously choked my throat. Chen Zhengyang coughed out all his tears. I don’t know if it was sad or because of that sip of wine.

"Xiaodie, I'll say again. You can't accompany me tomorrow. This trip is extraordinary. It's better that you leave the ancient battlefield of gods and demons. The further you go, the better you don't follow me anymore."

Mrs. Butterfly looked at him quietly with beautiful eyes. She did not answer immediately, but looked at her carefully. Her charming expression was a little less, and she was replaced by a silence she had never seen before.

But the corners of her mouth always hooked her unique intoxicating smile.

Chen Zhengyang did not see her transformation.

“Geeh…”

Suddenly, Mrs. Butterfly sneered again and continued, "Brother Yang, I didn't come to the ancient battlefield of gods and demons for you. I have other important things to do."

"Um?"

Chen Zhengyang frowned. He slowly opened his confused eyes and looked at the person in front of him with suspicion. He really didn't expect that she would answer like this.

Mrs. Butterfly's eyes appeared in her eyes, and she looked like she was panicked. She waved the silk that was covering her shoulders and avoided his eyes sideways.

He said lightly: "Actually, when I came to the ancient battlefield of gods and demons, I was commissioned by the Beast Emperor in the Great Wilderness Realm to lead the elite disciples of the Beast Clan and humans to fight against the demons together."

She did not lie. Since she left the ancient ruins of the Holy Abyss, the Beast Emperor came to take the initiative to make friends. With such cultivation, she is also among the Beast Clan.

But there is one thing she was lying. She traveled to the ancient battlefield of gods and demons. She was just trying to lead the orcs, and she found an excuse to deal with things like today.

"Haha..." Chen Zhengyang laughed loudly, feeling relieved.

He continued to say, "Xiaodie, you should have said it earlier, I always feel that I owe you."

With a rant, Madam Butterfly's heart trembled for a moment, and her charming smile turned back.

"I just didn't have time to tell you. Okay, the barbecue grill over there is ready. When will your son come?"

Chen Zhengyang narrowed his eyes and looked into the city, saying, "This kid is probably going to buy something good and is preparing to respect me."

"You don't want your son to see you as depressed, right?" Mrs. Butterfly stretched out a slender finger and pointed him from head to toe.

Chen Zhengyang sniffed his collar and hung over for a night until now. The brocade clothes he wore seemed out of place when he wore them.

The frown brows stretched open, and then stood up and said, "Son doesn't dislike me, otherwise I will break his legs."

He looked quite like an old man. After saying that, he jumped up, flew over Mrs. Butterfly, and landed beside a cluster of bonfires that had been lit.

A bunch of worn animal meat was taken from the wooden table beside him, put it on the bonfire, picked up a banana fan in one hand, squatted down, and baked it while fanning.

Mrs. Butterfly looked at his busy back quietly, and the smile on the corners of her lips gradually closed. Perhaps, it has been too long since it turned into a human form, and the inner feelings that a woman should have have began to sprout in her heart...

Suddenly, a strong wind blew and Chen Mo flew over.

Seeing him wearing a black brocade dress, his strong body showed masculinity, and his rumbling chest made him look very tall.

Especially the heroic posture revealed between the eyebrows, under the dim light, adds a bit of the unique charm of a man.

He looked at Mrs. Butterfly, nodded slightly, and responded to a faint smile.

"Dad."

Chen Mo said hello, which made Chen Zhengyang shake his palms, and the barbecue almost fell into the bonfire. He quickly put down the barbecue in his hand and stroked two handfuls of hair.

Feeling that he was "refreshed", he stood up and said, "Boy, I'll wait for you, come and barbecue."

The small movement did not escape Chen Mo's eyes, and he muttered in his heart, wondering what was wrong with my father today? It seemed that he was not in a state.

Mrs. Butterfly whispered softly: "You father and son talk, I still have some things, so I won't disturb you." A drunken smile was still on the corner of her lips. Without waiting for the two of them to reply, she turned her enchanting figure and flew away.

From a distance, it looks like an emptied immortal who is as beautiful as the world, adding a beautiful view to this seemingly desolate demon-suppressing city.

"Oh~."

Chen Zhengyang sighed deeply. In fact, there are many things, but I just don’t want her to take risks.

"Dad, you..."

"You guys, don't think too much."

Chen Mo leaned his shoulder and stopped talking. His palm gently slid over the storage ring, and a wine pot appeared on his palm. Even if it was not Kaifeng, it emitted a refreshing fragrance.

"Dad, this is so happy." Chen Mo said.

"Don't you be happy about Shu? Where did you get it?" Chen Zhengyang asked.

"Don't ask, old man, just enjoy it." Chen Mo took two wine glasses from the wooden table, filled them up, and handed them over.

"Hmph, stinky brat."

"Dad, you asked me to come today for more than just drinking?" Chen Mo could see that he had something to do.

Chen Zhengyang drank the glass of wine in one sip, slapped Chen Mo on the shoulder, and answered the question that he was irrelevant: "My son is much stronger than before, and he looks more like a man."

He turned around and walked to the edge of the whistle tower, looking thoughtfully at the huge Demon Suppression City. The breeze lifted his loose hair, looking desolate.

The breeze blew on his face, Chen Mo looked at his back with a pair of black and white eyes, and stood side by side with him a few steps forward.

"Dad, do you miss my real mother?" Chen Mo asked lightly.

A man's pain was exposed, and even if he was the person closest to him, Chen Zhengyang was a little at a loss. He reached out and touched his body randomly, took out a bamboo tube from his cuff, held it in his mouth, snapped his fingers, and a cluster of tiny fire ignited at his fingertips.

There was no Mars at one end of the bamboo tube. He took a deep breath and vomited a mouthful of light blue smoke. It seemed that it was much more relaxed and stabilized his emotions.

"Son, your mother is a good person. If I don't have the chance to find her one day, you must find her."

Chen Mo's lips curled up a bitter smile. Now that he can hear this, how come he looks like...

I looked at the father beside me. The stubble had been revealed, and obviously I didn't deliberately sort it out.

"If I were my biological mother, I would rather the family of three be able to reunite one day, so the matter of finding my mother must be done by our father and son." Chen Mo's tone was faint, but he seemed very firm.

Chen Zhengyang's words were heard in his ears, and every word was heard in his heart, and he looked sideways.

Facing Chen Mo's godly gaze, he wanted to dodge for a moment, and then he calmed down his breath.

The son in front of him is no longer the hungry baby. In the blink of an eye, he is now a mature man with his own thoughts and opinions, and even if he is capable of dominating others.

The father and son looked at each other, and Chen Zhengyang felt full of relief.

"Ha ha……"

Chen Zhengyang laughed out loud because from Chen Mo, he saw that he was the first person he had believed that his son could become a stronger man far more powerful than him.

He gradually stopped laughing, took a deep breath with his bamboo tube in his mouth, looked at the boundless sky, and continued, "Son, the world is very big, there is a continent that seems to be within reach but is thousands of miles away, and there is a vast sky that is difficult to reach with the naked eye and needs to be personally. Men should have great ambitions and aim to become the strong man who dominates the sky. Remember not to waste their lives all day long. In this way, you will not be in vain to walk in this world."

Seeing Chen Zhengyang waving his arms and talking loudly, Chen Mo listened quietly. He was not excited about this, but today's father was like this, which made him feel a little worried.

"Dad, you have something to hide from me." Chen Mo asked directly.
Chapter completed!