"I know what my brother is suspecting. In fact, I don't know much." After a pause, Mrs. Yun knew that she didn't have a long life, and she didn't care about revealing the secret. She said slowly, "Actually, Feng'er, as early as six years old, had already died of illness."

"Senior brother, do you still remember that one year, Feng'er was seriously ill, and the medicine was ineffective, and then he suddenly recovered miraculously?"

As Daoist Changyin remembers, Yun Feng was only six years old at that time. For some reason, he fell ill. Sword Sect tried his best to search for famous doctors in the cultivation world, and used all kinds of panacea, but the child still had no symptoms.After getting better, he became weaker day by day, and in the end, he almost depended on the pill to suspend his breath.

At that time, the junior sister was almost crying and blinded her eyes, and she stayed by the bed day and night, holding Yun Feng and refusing to let go, praying to God over and over again to let her child survive, even if the body is weaker in the future.just fine.

Yun Feng almost had no hope of surviving, yet he recovered miraculously in just one night.At first everyone thought it was a flashback, but later, he never got sick again.

"Actually, the real Feng'er did die of illness at that time, and I only discovered it later. The later child was very sensible and filial to me, even more filial than the real Feng'er. He inherited all of Feng'er's memories.And emotions, claiming to be from another world, coming here just to do tasks, and then go home."

Daoist Changyin asked, "What mission?"

"He can't say it," Mrs. Yun said, "I think it should be the law of heaven that suppresses him and forbids him to reveal the secrets of heaven."

"I thought at the time, since he inherited Feng'er's memories and emotions, and controlled Feng'er's body, then he is my Feng'er."

That is to say, Mrs. Yun really loves the later Yunfeng, and it is also the later Yun Feng that she has been missing all these years.

After all, the real Yun Feng only stayed with Mrs. Yun for six years, and the later Yun Feng stayed for seven years.

"At that time, I thought that Feng'er was the incarnation of the Dao of Heaven in the human world, and his future was destined to be extraordinary. This is also the reason why I wanted him to take over as suzerain. Unexpectedly, it was also the spearhead that killed him."

She was about to cry again, her eyes were broken from crying all these years.Unexpectedly, in his lifetime, he could still meet Yun Feng, even if he died, he would have no regrets.

"I can't recognize him, I can't let my child, once he recognizes his mother, he will lose his mother."

After hearing this, Daoist Changyin fell silent again.

Junior Sister Yun's condition is indeed not optimistic, she has reached the point where her oil is exhausted, and she may die of illness at any time.

If we recognize Jiang Muyang's mother and son now, I'm afraid that the day of reunion will not be long. At that time, as Mrs. Yun said, they will recognize their mother and lose their mother soon.

To Jiang Muyang, this was too cruel. He did nothing wrong, but endured suffering again and again.

I can't return home, and can't even recognize mother.

"But he will know about this sooner or later." Daoist Changyin said softly, "If you deceive him now, I'm afraid he will..."

"Brother, Feng'er has forgotten all about it, so don't remind him of those pains again." Mrs. Yun insisted on keeping Jiang Muyang a secret. She knew that she was exhausted and could no longer take care of her children.

I also know that Jiang Muyang is very strong, even without the support of Sword Sect, he can live well by himself.

If Jiang Muyang's identity is leaked out, it may bring even greater disasters to the cultivation world.

Sometimes forgetting is not a bad thing, but she hopes that her child can forget all the pains in the past and live happily.

Mrs. Yun begged: "Senior brother, for so many years, my junior sister has never begged you for anything. I know that whether it is Feng'er in the past or Yang Yang in the past, they all really like Pei Qing. That's why I persisted.Let them get married."

"Just ask the senior brother to complete the two of them."

Daoist Changyin felt lost again after hearing this.

Let him fulfill Jiang Muyang and Pei Qing, who in the world will fulfill his sincerity.

It's ridiculous, he has practiced the Ruthless Dao for so many years, and he fell in love with his apprentice once he lost his kung fu.

Jiang Muyang obviously respects and trusts him so much, but he has no sense of shame and fantasizes about people who shouldn't.

He was old enough to be Jiang Muyang's father, and the two had no fate after all.

When he left the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, the sky outside was still dark, and the dew wetted the grass beside Qingdai's path, and also wet his hair and shoulders.

His mood was as heavy as a bluestone slab wetted by dew, so dark that it lost all luster, soaked in bitter water and corroded by it.

After standing outside for a long time, Daoist Changyin still cared about Jiang Muyang after all, so he simply found his residence and just took a look at him.

Unexpectedly, when he got outside the door, he discovered that a barrier had been set up around the house.Daoist Changyin knew that Pei Qing must still be in the room.

It's strange to say, it's just a change of medicine, and what to do is to set up an enchantment around it, and why is it so late, Pei Qing still hasn't gone back.

It was inconvenient for Daoist Changyin to show up and disturb him, so he simply found a dark place and waited quietly until the sky outside was slightly bright.

The enchantment around the house was broken from the inside, and then there was a sound of breaking the door, and with a bang, something smashed out of the room.

Daoist Changyin took a closer look and found that it was a snow-white boot. Needless to say, it must belong to Pei Qing, because in the entire sky, only Pei Qing prefers white. Ordinary people are all white, including the boots.

It was also accompanied by Jiang Muyang's hoarse scolding voice: "Get out! Don't hurt me again!"

"How stupid of me to believe you!"

"You'd better find a few books and study them carefully before coming back!"

Afterwards, Pei Qing was driven out, and the door was slammed shut from the inside with a bang.Daoist Changyin withdrew his breath and hid his figure, not wanting to be discovered by Pei Qing.

Under the moonlight, Pei Qing's clothes were disheveled, his hair was a little disheveled, he only wore one boot, and his face was unusually red.

It was rare for him to sweat profusely on such a cool night.

On the exposed strong arm, the veins burst out exaggeratedly.

With just one glance, Daoist Changyin understood what happened in the room, and his eyes darkened a lot in an instant.

After Pei Qing left, Daoist Changyin stood outside alone for a long time.Guessing that Jiang Muyang should be fully dressed and going to sleep at this moment, he showed up and waved his sleeves to set up an enchantment around the house.

Appeared invisibly in the room, the room was still filled with a strong smell, the doors and windows were closed tightly, the smell was hard to dissipate for a long time, Daoist Changyin frowned again, and saw a figure reclining in the layers of curtains.

One left leg rested directly on the edge of the bed, and he was not wearing pants. The exposed skin was covered with bright red hickey marks and finger marks of different shades.

Even the jade feet without shoes and socks are covered with teeth marks.

The toes were all dyed a layer of crimson, exuding a crystal luster.

And the pieces of clothes scattered all over the floor under his feet, even the carpet beside the bed, were all crumpled and messy.

This shows how fierce the battle was here not long ago.

Daoist Changyin slowly turned his head away, his face gradually turned red. He didn't expect that Jiang Muyang didn't clean up afterwards, and he didn't even expect that he didn't even wear clothes and didn't cover the quilt, so he slept with his legs up outside.down.

This made him dazed, and he remembered the feeling of Jiang Muyang's slender and straight legs holding his waist tightly from behind not long ago.

It turned out that the original appearance of these legs was actually like this.

Now he was injured again in such a miserable state.

He closed his eyes, let out a long breath slowly, grabbed the quilt from the air, and covered Jiang Muyang's body. Then he walked to the bedside with confidence and boldly, and opened the curtain to see a wet and flushed handsome face, suddenly jumped into the eyes, Daoist Changyin was already prepared, but still subconsciously had a cardiac arrest and shortness of breath.

Jiang Muyang's hair was disheveled at the moment, and his forehead hair was sticking wetly to his face, making his features more delicate, with red lips and white teeth.The jade neck was also covered with bright red hickey marks and tooth marks of different shades.

It is worth mentioning that even on the Adam's apple, tooth marks are left, which is as red as a winter plum in the snow.His lips were red - extremely swollen, even a little damaged, and the blood spots on the vermilion lips, it was a different kind of style.

Daoist Changyin couldn't help but lifted his sleeves to wipe the sweat off his face, but soon thought it was too nonsense.

How could he break into the room privately after his disciple's incident, and even wipe his sweat for him?

This is so despicable, and such a villain's behavior!

It is in vain to correct the way, and it is in vain to be a teacher!

How can he bear Jiang Muyang's "master" and Yun Feng's "uncle"?

Daoist Changyin is ashamed and indignant. He hates himself for acting more and more despicablely. How is it different from evil ways and monsters?

Just about to leave this place quickly, but without thinking, Jiang Muyang suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Daoist Changyin's whole body tensed up, and when he glanced back, he saw Jiang Muyang was fast asleep, his little face was sweaty, unexpectedly so delicate.

Why didn't he realize before that Jiang Muyang's real appearance was so delicate and handsome.

"Don't go..." Jiang Muyang murmured to himself in his sleep, and put his face on him childishly, "Don't go, don't go."

Daoist Chang Yin's heart was about to melt, and he said with a gentle face: "Okay, I will not leave as a teacher, and stay here to heal Yang Yang."

He lightly patted the back of Jiang Muyang's hand that was grabbing his wrist, and felt for his pulse. Apart from the abnormal excitement, there was no serious problem.

But it seemed that he had lost too much blood. Although Jiang Muyang's complexion was flushed - red, but his complexion was not good. It was caused by excessive indulgence - desire - at first glance.

It was unavoidable that he felt displeased, secretly blaming Pei Qing for being such a jerk, how could he bully his fellow disciples like this in private under the guise of changing his medicine.

Daoist Changyin wanted to investigate Jiang Muyang's injuries, but since he knew his greed for his apprentice, he could no longer look at his apprentice squarely.

He had previously healed Lu Jinyuan's wounds, inspected the wounds, and bandaged the wounds. He also needed to remove his clothes.Didn't feel anything wrong.

But for Jiang Muyang, he seemed quite hesitant, unable to do anything, and in the end, he didn't lift the quilt covering Jiang Muyang's body.

He just took out a elixir from his arms and put it in Jiang Muyang's mouth. He waited for his breath to calm down before secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

He raised his hand as if to touch Jiang Muyang's hair, but he finally lowered it slowly.

After all, it is insurmountable.

This is his disciple, also his nephew, and even more the Taoist companion of his beloved disciple.

In any case, it is not feasible to do things that are contrary to human ethics.

Daoist Changyin slowly withdrew his hand, staring at Jiang Muyang's sleeping face with distressed face, the cute appearance of him when he was a child kept appearing in his mind, and gradually, he thought of Yun Feng again.

Reminds me of a lot of old things.He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to hide from Jiang Muyang now.

The younger sister begged him so hard not to tell Jiang Muyang the truth.

The more think about the past, the more feel sorry for the past.Daoist Changyin couldn't help feeling sad, and two big teardrops slowly rolled down from his usually indifferent eyes with almost no emotional ups and downs.

It splashed on the back of Jiang Muyang's hand, it was astonishingly hot.

Jiang Muyang soon noticed this hot and wet feeling. He moved his fingers and opened his eyes in a daze.

Before he could see anything, his eyes were covered by a big warm hand.

His heart beat violently, Jiang Muyang woke up instantly, and his first thought was whether this was Pei Qing.

But he is familiar with the temperature of Pei Qing's fingertips, this is definitely not Pei Qing!

who is it?!Who is it that doesn't sleep at this hour and runs into his room?

What is the wet feeling on the back of the hand just now?Is it saliva?tears?Or... or what?

Jiang Muyang shot subconsciously, but soon fell back limply, his heart was pounding, almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "Who the hell are you? Why did you appear in my room?!"

Will it be Master?

No, it shouldn't be Shizun, he just met Shizun not long ago.

Master is the master of righteous way, and he cultivates the ruthless way, it is absolutely impossible not to sleep at this hour, to come to his room and go crazy.

Could it be... Lu Jinyuan?

It's very possible!

Apart from that dead phoenix who likes to go crazy, there should be no other person.

Jiang Muyang was angry from the bottom of his heart, and was about to scold Fenghuang to death for his shamelessness.

The next moment, a warm finger poked at the center of his brow.

After a burst of coolness and numbness, he gradually lost consciousness.