Arad's crooked savior

boom……

Her orange hair was completely messy, with some hair strands brushing against her cheeks, and a few accidentally sticking to the corners of her mouth. Aisha's breath was a little hurried, and a mysterious arc undulated in front of her body.

She and Ye Lin ran to the outskirts of Suran and had a fight. Naturally, they lost more easily. She was proud of her close combat, but she could hardly get close to the opponent.

His arbitrary magical power alone made him miserable and exhausted.

However, as if he was very deliberate, he summoned a dark tornado swaying in the sky in front of him, tearing apart the thick clouds in the cloudy sky and briefly releasing a ray of warm sunshine.

Ye Lin looked solemn and raised his hands, "This is nature, the power of the storm!"

A boulder weighing dozens of tons was rolled up by the storm and shot straight into the sky. Then the force of the storm twisted and the boulder fell to the ground like a comet. The moment it hit the ground, it was turned into rubble.

It seemed as if a storm capable of destroying a city was raging behind him, but the exquisite element control stopped the storm, and only the blades of grass were swaying in the eye of the storm.

The power of the storm is like a feather in the palm of your hand!

Aisha was thoughtful when she saw this, was he telling herself that she wanted to become the queen who controlled the storm, instead of just being limited to the power of the storm?

She lowered her head and smiled. The apprentice is really amazing now. He can teach her in turn?

"Come here, no magic, no sword energy, let's have another fight."

With a hint of savagery and willfulness, her uncharacteristic behavior shocked Ye Lin, and he was intoxicated by the charm.

…

"Respect your teacher, you actually messed up my teacher's hair."

Aisha was in a happy mood, followed by Ye Lin who was beaten by her in various positions.

However, she was very measured in her attack, leaving no bruises or injuries and avoiding the face.

…

"Teacher, do you think Siatt and the others are back?"

"Probably not, the door is still closed."

Just as Ye Lin nodded and opened the door, a woman pacing in the yard turned around quickly, "Ling'er? Zhen'er? Are you back?"

Ye Lin had a look of astonishment on his face, looking at this man who was dressed in a very retro style of blue and gray clothes, with a woman's hairdo on the back of his head, and a pair of glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose.

She is a beautiful woman who looks to be about forty years old. She seems to be well-maintained and her skin is shiny, but there are still crow's feet at the corners of her eyes that cannot be covered up.

"You are Ling'er, right? You have grown so big and handsome, but when I left, you were still a little girl."

Feng Lian wiped the crystal from the corner of her eyes. This was Feng Ling's hometown. She thought that the ones who could open the door must be her children.

"Zhen...huh?"

Qigong master Feng Lian, whose suppressed emotions had exploded, suddenly saw Ye Lin holding hands with the "Wind Chime". His face was filled with joy and his heart was relieved.

"Ling'er, is this your boyfriend? Not bad, he's a very talented person."

What nonsense Tower of Despair, what it takes hundreds of years to break through Emperor Nian, it doesn't matter now, nothing can be more joyful than this heartwarming scene in front of you.

She knew Feng Zhen's age. When she left, he was almost the same as "Feng Chime"'s boyfriend, but more than ten years had passed and it was impossible for him to remain so young.

On the other side, Ye Lin actually knew Feng Lian himself. Feng Lian had met him many times during his one-month training at the Tower of Despair.

But what he was wearing at the time was completely different from what he is wearing now, and the time flow rate in the Tower of Despair was different from that of Arad, which caused Feng Lian to not recall who he was in a short period of time.

"Aunt……"

Aisha waved her hands hurriedly, trying to explain that she was not the wind chime, but her friend.

"What's your name, auntie? Alas, it's because I was obsessed with Emperor Nian's realm back then. I'm Feng Lian, your mother."

Holding Aisha's little hand tightly, I really fell in love with this pretty girl more and more, and felt more and more guilty in my heart.

"Hey, no, Ling'er's hair color should be light gray white..."

Fortunately, Feng Lian was not confused yet, and finally noticed something strange. Ling'er's hair color was not like this. Although her own biological daughter had become a girl, what happened to her hair color?

"Auntie, I'm Aisha, I'm Feng Ling's friend. Feng Ling works at Zhuque Gate, and she hasn't come back yet."

Feng Lian, who was embarrassed, quickly apologized to her, saying that she was old and her memory was not working well.

In fact, this is also a side effect of the Tower of Despair. The time flow rate is different, which caused the original leader Azera to fall into coma. Although Feng Lian stayed for a relatively short time, it was not without any impact.

"I remembered, you are the one..." Feng Lian held her eyes, with a surprised look on her face, "Are you the adventurer who was beaten by Lord Soderos for a month?"

"It's me! It's me……"

Ye Lin touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed. The month he was beaten in the Tower of Despair was the only topic that many strong people talked about in their endless lives.

With an introduction, like a ball of yarn finding its thread, memories of the past come flooding back.

Feng Lian remembered that there was another girl with twin ponytails and bun hair, who had reached the point of being dazzling at a young age.

After getting to know each other, Aisha chatted with each other in the courtyard, while Ye Lin made a few side dishes. Although he was not as delicious as Siatt and Feng Chime made, they were still passable.

The three of them had dinner together, and Feng Lian praised him for his thoughtfulness and good craftsmanship.

The martial arts club is probably also taking a break. From 11 o'clock to 2 o'clock in the afternoon, there are three full hours for the audience and players to prepare.

If Siatt and the others do not come back, they will most likely follow Celia and go to the palace to dine together as special guests, or enjoy other Xuzu delicacies.

"Oh, I want to see Ling'er and Zhen'er, but I'm afraid of disturbing their work."

Feng Lian was very worried. She was filled with the care and urgency of her old mother, and she also felt self-blame for failing to fulfill her mother's responsibilities.

"Forget it, let me wait for them to come back. Aisha, please tell me what they look like now. Ling'er must be tall and graceful, and Zhen'er must be handsome."

Feng Lian, who was sitting at the stone table, could only suppress her inner uneasiness. The finished teacup in her hand was rubbed back and forth unconsciously.

"Wind Chime, you are now a beautiful-looking girl with a good figure and a gentle personality. There are more than two dozen suitors in the Nianqi Association."

"Brother Feng Zhen, well, he is very imposing and majestic, and... he has the mark of a strong man!"

Ye Lin, who was adding tea and water to the side, trembled and suddenly thought of Feng Zhen's shining head. If Feng Lian saw this...

After pouring the water, Ye Lin signaled that he had to leave for a while, preparing to secretly go to the martial arts arena to report a message to the two of them.

He never thought that as soon as he went out, he would see the Feng Chime brother and sister walking together at the intersection.

Suddenly his eyelids twitched and he hurried forward to greet him, "Brother Fengzhen, Fengchi, why are you back?"

"What?" Feng Zhen looked unhappy, his eyes unkind, "This is my home, will there be any problems when I come back?"

On the way, he heard Feng Chime say that this boy was staying at his house these days, and he immediately felt an incomparable sense of danger and a strong dislike!

"No, big brother, isn't the martial arts arena in charge of the food?"

Ye Lin stood still and stood in the middle of the road. After all, among other things, he wanted Feng Zhen to at least cover his bald head with a wig, the "sign of the strong".

What Feng Lian and Aisha were chatting about just now was that Feng Zhen was a handsome man when he was a boy, handsome and graceful, especially with a head of black broken hair, which he inherited from his unfortunate father.

Thinking about it, Feng Zhen is now close to forty, which should be the golden age of men.

Feng Lian also speculated that Feng Zhen was either a master, elegant and free-spirited, or he was elegant, knowledgeable, and a gentleman.

As a mother, you will naturally think of the best for your child.

"There are too many people, so it's a bit crowded to eat. My home is close, so I come back to eat."

After Feng Zhen finished speaking, he moved his steps to the side, wanting to go home.

"No, brother, let me treat you to a meal and go to the restaurant."

Ye Lin was secretly anxious and wanted to pull Feng Zhen's sleeves. He came back from Qijin Mountain early in the morning and his body was full of the smell of travel.

No matter what, let Feng Lian take a bath and change clothes before Feng Lian knows about it, so he can cheer up.

"No, cooking in a restaurant is not as good as the craftsmanship of Wind Chimes. I am hiding in Qijin Mountain... I have been practicing for so long and I want to have a taste of my sister's craftsmanship. And why are you so long-winded!"

Feng Zhen frowned, looked him up and down, and suddenly sneered, "Haha, you want to please me and get close to Feng Chime? Let me be your uncle? Tell you, there is no way!"

Snapped!

Ye Lin raised his forehead, immediately reached out and grabbed Feng Chime's wrist, and walked towards the corner of the intersection with a hint of toughness.

Feng Chime is now so graceful and graceful, while Feng Zhen is covered in gray and has a bare head. If we compare it again in front of Feng Lian...

"Hey, you bastard, let go, what are you trying to do with my sister!"

"elopement!"

"Get back here, believe it or not, I'll break your legs!"

Feng Zhen, who was full of energy, shouted louder because he was angry. In an instant, Feng Lian in the yard was filled with joy.

There's a boy and a girl, and you still call me sister?

Joy welled up in my heart, and regret filled my blood. I would be able to see my son soon. After more than ten years of separation, I must express my heartfelt feelings to make up for them.

Wow~

Feng Lian ran out impatiently, and then she caught sight of Feng Zhen standing in the middle of the road, and the joy on her face suddenly froze.

Who is this bald guy?

Feng Zhen, who cursed angrily, really didn't believe that they would elope. Even if the wind chime was dragged away, what would he do with his lunch?

After all, his memory of more than ten years was a bit blurry. At first glance, he did not recognize Feng Lian, who was standing at the door, dumbfounded, and complained to Aisha at the door:

"That bastard pulled the wind chime away. I have to solve this problem myself...solve...uh..."

His tone became more and more stiff, and he was stumbling. The autumn wind was blowing, but sweat was dripping from his forehead.

The relationship and affection between mother and son will not be concealed by time or clothing. They did not recognize it at first glance, but at the second glance, the extremely strong sense of intimacy still made the past come to mind.

"mom……"

His knees were weak and his ankles were shaking. Only then did Feng Zhen understand Ye Lin's abnormal behavior just now.

Feng Lian quietly stared at his figure and facial features. Sure enough, he had the mold of his father. More than ten years of sadness and his own wrong choices finally turned into a long sigh.

well……

Forget it, there is no need to worry about your son on this joyful day of reunion.

"Let's go home. I'll cook for you. Zhen'er must have suffered a lot these years."

Feng Zheng, who was originally uneasy, suddenly calmed down. He was filled with warmth and sweetness, and his eyes felt a little astringent.

That's right, why hide? Blood is thicker than water, and you can still eat yourself.

"Fortunately, I opened a dojo in Hedunmar, and the business is very good."

"You must have suffered a lot during this process. It's my fault for being obsessed with the Nian Emperor realm."

He gently took Feng Zhen's rough and calloused hand, his face full of distress: "You have worked hard to take care of Ling'er these years, and your head is bald."