Yuelai Inn.

The people of the Ming Cult have all retreated. Facing a Chinese-haired Taoist priest who knows nothing about martial arts, even though they have extraordinary abilities, their thoughts are suppressed.

As for what people within Mingjiao think, this is no longer within Yue Yuan's consideration.

Room.

The young monk Zhang Junbaodong glanced at Yue Yuan, who was standing there with a soft expression, and then glanced sideways at the expressionless young man standing next to him. His mind was full of confusion. The situation in front of him was confusing to him.

For Jun Bao, it was really too weird.

Complicated matters are still too difficult for Zhang Junbao at the moment.

Miss Guo, on the other hand, looked up and down at Chuanying carefully. The last fight made her think that she was inferior to her opponent, but she never expected that the handsome young man in front of her was her elder brother.

Brother's son.

So……

Does the other party need to call himself elder?

Inexplicably, Miss Guo Er's thoughts went astray. When she lost a hand, Guo Xiang thought about recovering it from other aspects.

…

Let’s not talk about the looks of other people next to us.

At this time, Yue Yuan and Chuanying just stood there and stared at each other.

There was a hint of helplessness and guilt in one's eyes.

One has a cold face, but his eyes are still fluctuating after forcing himself to calm down.

Half a moment.

After Yue Yuan handed the little girl who was lying on his back and staring at Chuanying to Miss Guo Er, he opened the door and went out.

"..."

Seeing this, Chuanying also paused and followed him.

roof.

Houses in the Western Region are generally not high, and are generally made of earth and rocks. There is a lack of trees here. Even the Yuelai Inn here follows the Romans and chooses a rock and earth structure. At night, standing on this roof, looking up

When I went there, I saw no curfew in Xiangyang, nor the bright lights of Chang'an and Luoyang.

This is just a small town.

After night falls, there are almost no fire lights, and some only have silver glow all over the place.

The desolate wolf howls faintly came from the distant direction, bringing a different kind of desolation to this place.

The night wind picked up the beautiful hair, causing the hair to constantly fly back.

Clothes are flying.

The father and son finally stood side by side on the roof of the building, both of them looking at the distant place that was almost the only bright spot in the town - the blazing holy fire of the Ming Cult burning here.

"These years..."

The first one to speak was Yue Yuan. He rolled his eyes slightly, and the corner of his eye fell on the handsome and angular face of Chuanying next to him. He asked: "How are you doing?"

"ha!"

"Didn't starve to death!"

"He wasn't chased to death either!"

"With the help of my master, I did pretty well!"

It was half a smile, but the sarcasm in his tone was obvious. Chuanying didn't look back at all, but looked into the distance with a slightly confused look, and continued: "Tell me, am I doing well?"

Having said this, Chuanying finally turned his head and his eyes fell on the face of the Chinese-haired Taoist priest in front of him.

"..."

Yue Yuan was startled, and he almost felt the resentment coming towards him. This was a kind of complaint. Faced with Chuanying's words, Yue Yuan, the Taoist master who had always been quite sharp-tongued, really felt that at this moment

Suddenly I found myself at a loss for words.

This is not a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism. It is not a dispute over interests.

It’s not the so-called good and evil in the world.

It's not the ethereal martial arts, it's not Shattered Void, but the simple relationship between father and son. No matter how sharp the Yueque sword is, no matter how beautiful his Yue Yuan's swordsmanship is, it has no effect in this moment. He is not too good at it.

Shang Wangqing, after experiencing these worlds, Yue Yuan has vaguely felt that he is undergoing some kind of strange experience, or is pursuing something.

The road that Mr. Dao walked was the world of mortals, and the name of the lake he visited was Jianghu.

The bridge I crossed was called love.

Could this be the destiny mentioned in Taoist proverbs?

There was silence for a long time.

Yue Yuan finally let out a long sigh and said, "I'm sorry!"

This is different from the former Yue Buqun. He can only be regarded as his descendant, but the man in front of him is his son, the child of himself and the Chilian Fairy Li Mochou. The father and mother are irresponsible in some aspects.

, it finally had an impact on him.

To sum up, the root cause still lies with Yue Yuan himself.

Thousands of words about this kind of thing turned into the most commonly used but also the most useless three words in the end.

"You can't say this to me!"

Turning around, the father and son faced each other face to face again. The dry night wind blew their hair to one side. At this moment, black and white were clear. The so-called identity relationship between the two people was actually that time outside the ancient tomb.

When we meet, we already know it clearly in our hearts.

"You have to tell mother!"

Their eyes met, and Chuanying did not give in at all. In his life memory, all the impressions he had of his father were just a word from Yue Yuan, who was known as a great hero, and what always existed in his memory was the figure of his mother.

All this time, Chuanying still remembers what his mother said: his father just went west with the South Sea God Ni. But when he grew up, after Chuanying learned about this matter, he discovered the true situation and impression of the story.

difference in.

My father didn’t just go with that Nanhai Shenni.

Instead, it turned into blue smoke and disappeared in the sky. It is said that it was a strange broken void in the rumors.

So……

In Chuanying's view, this is a kind of abandonment of his wife.

What's more important is that now, he has met the rumored father again.

With the combination and conflict of these two things, how can Chuanying be accepted? If he hadn't seen the saint of Ming Cult in a life crisis this time, Chuanying wouldn't have appeared because of his kindness.

"You have to tell my mother!"

"What if you tell me?"

In Chuanying's heart, it was not because of himself, but because of his mother. In those scenes of longing for each other, he took his junior sister and apprentice with him and chanted, "Ask what love is in the world, and teach you how to make love between life and death."

'Ci'er handed himself over to the Quanzhen Sect, and then traveled step by step across the world, heading to the west to find the figure of the young master, which was engraved in Chuanying's heart.

It was a feeling that I don't know how to describe.

It looks like resentment, but mixed with anger.

It's a conflicting mood.

When traveling to Shanxi, Chuan Ying always sought to find his mother.

"You are my Yuan's son!"

"Mo Chou! You will always be my Mo Chou!"

He raised his head and raised his chin slightly. The arrogance that belonged to Mr. Dao was displayed in front of Chuanying. Facing the opponent's somewhat resistant eyes and emotions, Yue Yuan finally found his descendant. This time, he didn't want to be in the same place as before.

Smiling proudly of the world.

At the moment, Yue Yuan will not retreat, but will take the initiative.

Besides, there are some things between husband and wife that should never be known to the children. It’s not that Yue Yuan doesn’t want to admit it. It’s just that this matter cannot be explained in front of Chuanying.

While Yue Yuan and Chuanying and his son were talking on the roof, the Mingjiao stronghold.

"cough!"

"Cough! Cough!"

After coughing several times in succession, the woman's handkerchief was already stained with traces of blood. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. After exhaling a bloody breath, the woman said to the subordinate standing in front of her:

"I will be responsible for this mistake!"

"This cannot be blamed on the Holy Lady!"

Alice stared at the beautiful woman in front of her with wide eyes, and said seriously: "That Taoist priest is ridiculously strong."
To be continued...