Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

The inner realm of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The moment the spiritual man stepped in, ripples spread out.

The world in the sea of ​​consciousness was turned upside down, and the light golden mental force as big as water wrapped up Qi Wu Yue's spiritual body like crazy.

Like a gentle stream of water, more like submerging in a hot spring.

Mental power is such a sensitive thing that every slight touch to the senses will be amplified thousands of times.

This all-round wrapping is even more terrifying than being suffocated by a kiss.

Qi Wu Yue's spiritual figure took a deep breath, and the next moment, a miniature silver shovel appeared in his hand.

He picked up the small silver shovel and angrily slapped the pale golden spiritual power stream.

Shoot like crazy.

The silver shovel was so fast that it left an afterimage in the air.

The light golden spiritual power stream dispersed painfully and slowly receded.

But the next second he tried to come back and stick back.

Qi Wu Yue’s spiritual man: Raise the small shovel to warn!

In this way, he walked into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Whenever the pale golden water showed signs of stirring, it would be accurately hit by a shovel.

The existence of the sea of ​​consciousness is comparable to the human brain, and what it shows are the most real reactions.

It not only stores mental energy, but also retains memories.

However, Xiao Lin has no memories before the age of nine in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The memories that Qi Wu Yue made up that day, although fabricated, contained some truth and some falsehood.

It turned out that Xiao Lin’s mother was indeed Qi Ge, the Saint Lady of Southern Xinjiang.

The fake ones are childhood sweethearts who became disciples together.

There are two factions within southern Xinjiang: one is radical and seeks to kill people and feed the Gu; the other is conservative and insists on planting poisonous plants and raising Gu.

The Great Elder Gui Yuzi is neutral, but as long as it is beneficial to Southern Xinjiang, she doesn't mind using various means.

Even if it is bloody and inhumane.

Qi Ge extremely hates the methods of radicals and is a rare oddity among a group of lunatics.

She lived a free and unrestrained life and taught Qi Wu Yue a lot.

It was because of her influence that Qi Wu Yue was not completely assimilated by the group of crazy radicals in southern Xinjiang.

When I was a child, I was willing to follow Nangong Ling and the others and call her aunt. Later, I saw through her true nature and realized that she was simply an unreliable person.

When he was 200 years old, Qi Wu Yue successfully broke through the immortal stage, and since then Southern Xinjiang had its first immortal master.

Perhaps because he no longer had any worries, Qi Ge left southern Xinjiang and went wandering around somewhere unknown.

She is a person with an impetuous personality and she always acts on her impulse. She can never stay still and seems to be always looking for something.

When she returns to southern Xinjiang again.

Ha ha.

The children were born.

Qi Wu Yue still doesn't know the wild man's name or who he is, and has no idea where he is from.

Qi Ge took the child back to her parents' home.

Although he was shocked, Qi Wu Yue still lifted his eyelids and glanced at her nonchalantly, "What's the matter? Was your man dumped? Or did he dislike you and even the child? You came back with the child in your arms like this."

Qi Ge touched his face lovingly.

"Xiao Wu Yue, why do you think like this? Give up, your uncle loves me so much."

She covered her mouth and giggled, and successfully earned a roll of the eyes from Qi Wu Yue.

Qi Ge couldn't wait to throw the child into Qi Wu Yue's arms, "Come and see your brother."

It was the first time that Qi Wu Yue held a child in his arms. His hands were stiff with nervousness, but that didn't stop him from looking disgusted.

"Tsk, is this your biological child? Why doesn't he look like you?"

"No way, the eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same as mine, especially the eyes, just copy them in the same proportion."

"Why can't I see anything?"

"You're a straight man who can't even recognize the color of lipstick, so it's strange that you can tell the shape of eyes."

"Ahem, Xiao Wu Yue." Qi Ge coughed lightly, rubbed his hands and spoke.

"What are you trying to do again?" Qi Wu Yue's face instantly became alert.

"Why are you saying such harsh words? Just help me take care of the child for two days."

"What about yourself?"

"I can't." Qi Ge looked righteous.

"You gave birth to a child, but you don't know how to raise it?" Qi Wu Yue seemed to have heard some huge joke.

"correct."

Perhaps Qi Wu Yue's gaze seemed to want to stab her, so she gritted her teeth and explained a few words.

"Having a child is... the end of your life. You don't need any experience."

"Qi-song-"

"Shh! Child! Don't wake the child up, or he'll start crying again. I'm telling you in advance that I can't comfort him well."

After a long silence, Qi Wu Yue looked indescribable.

"Tell me the truth, is he your biological son?"

"This... this, should be it."

"..."

Qi Wu Yue was too tired to complain anymore.

It's pitiful for this child to have such an unreliable mother.

He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, "Whoever gave birth to the child should raise it. Go find your wild man!"

"Well, he's busy."

"What about you?"

"Well, I'm busy too."

"Are you busy overcoming the tribulation?" Qi Wu Yue said with a wry smile.

"Tell him to be careful when he goes out, so he doesn't get struck by lightning one day."

"Busy on honeymoon." Qi Ge touched his nose.

"He ferry you across as well?"

"A honeymoon is just a time for two people to spend together..."

"So you two are just going to live alone together and let me take care of your kids?"

"No...Is it okay...?"

"Take your son and get out of Southern Xinjiang! Yueluo, get her out!"

"No, I raised you when you were a child, so now you help me raise your brother, that's my reward."

"Excuse me, are you and I related by blood? It seems like I have the full obligation to raise your child."

"Go find someone else." Qi Wu Yue said with a cold face.

"I have no blood relationship with anyone else." Qi Ge said with a smile.

She was originally an orphan picked up by Gui Yuzi.

"My aunt has so many enemies in Southern Xinjiang, but you are the only one who stands by me, Xiao Wu Yue. If it were anyone else, they would have strangled them to death."

"Looking for Sister Ling."

"It's not good for an unmarried girl to raise a child. What if it affects her marriage? That would be inappropriate, right?"

"Am I suitable?" Qi Wu Yue couldn't bear it any longer.

Qi Ge pointed at his arms and shouted, "Look! He's awake! He doesn't cry at all when you hold him. Believe me, there is no one better than you."

“Also, if the Demon Lord and the Monster King come again, and if that kid Xue Tong comes to bother you again, you can just hold your brother in your arms and walk him around in front of them… and say he’s your son. That will save you a lot of trouble. Oh my God, I can’t even imagine how exciting that scene will be.”

"..."

"what is his name?"

"what?"

"May I ask you what his name is?"

"Little Ling'er."

……

Since someone was in charge of giving birth but not raising the child, Qi Wu Yue was forced to raise a child.

"Why does he keep biting my hair?"

"Maybe he's hungry."

"How about you try feeding him some milk?"

"Nangong Ling."

"You want to die?"

Although the process was bumpy and chaotic at one point, the child raised by Qi Wu Yue was in danger several times.

But at least he's not dead, right?

Just stay alive.

From a tiny baby to a handsome young boy.

Qi Wu Yue felt good about himself and had a great sense of accomplishment.

Pulling himself away from his memories, Qi Wu Yue pressed his forehead with his fingertips.

Nine years old.

That was the year Qi Ge took him away from southern Xinjiang.

What exactly happened in between?

Why was Xiao Ling'er's memory of the past nine years erased?

There is also Qi Ge, but there is still no trace of him.

Suddenly, someone touched my hand lightly.

Like cream, soft and elastic.