Zong Wu: I'm going to stand up and brush up my favorability

When he was a child, during the days of Tianxiahui, Yan Ying's face would always be recalled when he dreamed back at midnight.

As time went by, Nie Feng thought he had forgotten about this mother, but unexpectedly, he met her at this time.

Now, his heart is extremely complicated, he doesn't know whether to be happy, complain, or even hate.

Yan Ying also looked at Nie Feng, and she recognized at first sight that this was her child, who inherited her beautiful appearance, so handsome and unrestrained.

But she didn't dare to speak, and after glancing at Nie Feng, she lowered her head, and a tear fell to the ground.

Lin Beiwang backed away slowly, giving up the venue to the mother and son.

The second dream is a little confused, who is this stunning woman in front of her, her appearance is not inferior to her, what is the relationship with Feng?
Seeing that the second dream had doubts, Lin Bei said via voice transmission: "Miss Meng, that's Nie Feng's mother, don't get me wrong."

The second dream was surprised when he heard this, and looked at Yan Ying again, and indeed found that she and Nie Feng had similar appearances.

So, the unborn jealousy dissipated, but what happened to Feng and his mother?
Nie Feng never told Ermeng about his childhood.

Second Meng walked up to Nie Feng and tugged on his sleeve.

At this moment, Nie Feng came back to his senses, stared at Yan Ying who was crying with her head bowed, and after pondering for a long time, said: "Mother, how have you been doing these years?"

Yan Ying never thought that Nie Feng would call her mother after seeing her, and the concern in his tone could not be faked.

As a result, she felt even more guilty, and the tears fell faster.

"Wind!"

Yan Ying raised her head, tears traced clearly on her face, and she yelled "Feng'er" full of complicated emotions.

Nie Feng walked up to Yan Ying.

Yan Ying couldn't control herself anymore, she hugged Nie Feng, and broke down, "Feng'er, I'm sorry for you."

Nie Feng froze for a moment, this kind of intimacy from his mother made him a little uncomfortable.

After pausing for a while, he also hugged Yan Ying and said, "Mother, let him get over the past, and let's live a good life from now on."

"Ok!"

Yan Ying leaned on Nie Feng's shoulder and nodded slightly.

Nie Feng gently pushed Yan Ying's body away, turned to look at Lin Beiwang, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you Brother Lin for sending my mother back!"

His tone was full of gratitude.

Lin Bei looked at Nie Feng, he could forgive Yan Ying for not doing what he expected.

"You're welcome, I can't just turn a blind eye."

Nie Feng smiled and nodded to Lin Beiwang.

Second Meng came over, tugged Nie Feng's sleeve, and then looked at Yan Ying.

Yan Ying saw Second Meng's gaze, knew that she was her son's confidante, and nodded and smiled at her.

Nie Feng hurriedly introduced: "Mother, this is a dream, the sweetheart of the child."

The second dream greeted Yan Ying generously and said, "I dreamed about my aunt."

Yan Ying lost a support and a flesh and blood yesterday, but today she got the forgiveness of her other son and the approval of her future daughter-in-law.

He kept nodding, smiling all over his face, but there was still a hint of sadness in his eyes that no one noticed.

"Feng'er is so lucky!"

The second dream was that she was approved by her future mother-in-law, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Lin Bei and said, "Brother Lin, it's noon, why don't you stay for dinner?"

Nie Feng also looked at Lin Bei, nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes! Yes! Brother Lin stayed for dinner, Meng's craftsmanship is very good."

Second Meng said modestly: "My craftsmanship can't be compared with Brother Lin's. I ask Brother Lin not to be disgusted with some simple food."

Lin Beiwang said politely: "Ms. Meng is modest, so I will be disrespectful."

When Yan Ying heard that Lin Beiwang wanted to stay, she felt uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to say anything, so she forced a smile on her face.

Although Lin Beiwang had a good relationship with Nie Feng, the psychological shadow he left on him was still too great.

Lin Beiwang ignored Yan Ying's thoughts, and entered the Duanqing Center to talk with Nie Feng.

Yan Ying wanted to go to the kitchen to help Ermeng, but was invited back.I had no choice but to sit on the side, just watching Nie Feng quietly, and gradually let go of my mind.

After a while, six dishes and one soup were served, all of which were special products of the bamboo forest.

There was also a bear's paw. Lin Beiwang seemed to recognize what it was, but could it be eaten?
When the four of them ate, he tried the first chopsticks, and then he stretched out his chopsticks frequently with a strong sense of guilt.

Everyone was eating and chatting.

While chatting happily, a voice came from outside the bamboo forest: "Meng'er, dad is back. Dad finally found a knife that is worthy of dad's brave sword skills."

The second dream heard the voice, her body froze, she left her seat and grabbed Nie Feng's arm and said anxiously: "My father is back, Feng, hurry up, you go!"

By the way, he also pulled Yan Ying up, and looked anxiously at Lin Beiwang.

Nie Feng was amazed by the frightened appearance of the second dream, isn't it her father who came back?

Nie Feng asked, "Why are you leaving?"

The second dream didn't have time to explain, so he could only anxiously say: "Hurry up!"

But it was too late to leave at this time, the somewhat stocky figure of the Second Sword Emperor had already appeared at the door of Duanqingju.

The second dream looked at the second sword emperor, and shouted guiltyly: "Father!"

Nie Feng looked at the Second Sword Emperor, and greeted with a smile, "Uncle!"

The Second Knife Emperor held a golden sword, and watched Second Meng grab Nie Feng's arm, he was furious, his eyes widened, without saying a word, he yelled, and slashed at Nie Feng with his knife.

The golden sword slashed down, directly cutting Duanqing into two sections.

"Damn it!" Lin Beiwang yelled out the eagerness to strike without saying a word. Why does this approach feel so familiar?
Grabbing Yan Ying, he turned sideways to avoid the hasty knife.

Lin Beiwang would not let the second sword king almost hurt himself.

Before he could make another move, Lin Beiwang came to him and pointed out.

The second sword king originally wanted to attack Nie Feng, but he didn't expect Lin Beiwang to thrust a bar horizontally. The finger came very fast. The sword king didn't dare to be careless. .

Although it was blocked, the force within it still knocked him out of the way.

Lin Beiwang flew out, kicking his legs fiercely in the air, and countless shadows of his legs attacked the sword emperor.

Second Meng anxiously said: "Brother Lin, please don't hurt my father!"

Lin Bei watched and kicked and said, "I see."

Seeing his daughter pleading for him, the Second Sword Emperor was furious for a while.

But the shadows of legs all over the sky came to him, and he had to resist with a knife.

Bian Bian then asked: "Who is your Excellency, why do you care about my family affairs?"

Lin Beiwang choked him for a moment, "You are so unreasonable. I was eating well at the table, and you almost hurt me, and you said it was your family business. Who am I?"

While speaking, his legs rotated in the air, like an electric drill, and attacked towards the Emperor of Swords.

The sword emperor held the sword in front of him, holding the sword in his right hand, and resting his left hand on the blade. The gang qi circulated, blocking Lin Beiwang's move.

Lin Beiwang's legs tapped on the blade at an extremely fast frequency, and the second sword king was kicked and flew back continuously.