Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

He looked at the man's blurred face in a daze, his still pale face was weak: "...Are you here to pick me up to see Daddy?"

"Do you really want to see your father?" Shui Wufeng gently rubbed the young man's soft hair, everything in the illusion is no different from the outside world, so real that the smell and touch are extremely delicate... Feng Yangye's youthful appearance Let him a little put it down.

"I haven't seen him for a long time...he promised me to take me to see my mother...and Xinghua..." The young man's voice was softer than that of Feng Yangye in his adult years. The cat's paw gently scratched his ear.

"Then I'll take you to see him..." Shui Wufeng, who had already pulled people out of the terrible memory, didn't leave immediately. This formation will not end until Feng Gangshi's spiritual power is exhausted. Only then can Feng Yangye recover his clarity. He won't be pulled into the inner demon again, and he has to guard him carefully these few hours.

And selfishly speaking, if he missed this time, he might never see Feng Yangye at his age again.

In the illusion, the young man transformed by Xianxiu's spiritual consciousness has clean eyes, and besides the subtle scent of medicine, there seems to be a faint smell of milk on his body.

Shui Wufeng hugged the man, lowered his head and smelled it carefully, couldn't help pecking the boy's face, the boy shrank his body, looked at him with a pair of clear eyes, full of doubts and caution: "What were you... just doing?"

"kiss you……"

The boy looked at him in confusion, "Why did you kiss me?"

"Didn't you ask me to take you to meet your father? This is my reward," Shui Wufeng explained with a smile on his lips.

Feng Yangye nodded, half understanding, looked at him and asked softly: "Then can I see him now? How can I see my father?"

"As long as you want, don't be afraid, I will guard you," the man's words easily reassured him. Feng Yangye closed his eyes carefully, feeling that the embrace suddenly disappeared, and he felt panicked and helpless. Surrounded by all directions, he opened his eyes and saw the warm yellow sun...

"Yangye," a gentle and clear voice rang in his ears, Feng Xingkuo held his hand, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Father..." The young Feng Yangye looked at the smile on his father's face and laughed along with him. The warm wind blew on his cheeks, and he suddenly remembered that this was his first time going outside... In this world, there is nothing but that terrible The place is so beautiful everywhere.

That was when he was more than 300 years old, and more than 100 years had passed since he engraved the formation. It seems that he was forced to kill a lot of demon cultivators with the formation on his back... The messy scenes were all bloody and bloody. The memory was so terrible that he couldn't remember it...I just remembered that those who were dressed in blue for some reason The person in the blue robe has never appeared again, he will no longer be imprisoned in a pill furnace full of liquid medicine, he will no longer be pressed on a stone platform to crush his spine, and he will no longer be forced to eat messy pills. Medicine, and will not be forced to practice meditation or devour the golden core and spiritual power of the magician.

He felt as if he suddenly woke up from a long nightmare, and then his father came, and the man who promised to take him out held his hand tightly along the way, leading him back to the Eastern Sea Conferred God Sect.

Back in a bamboo dwelling behind the mountain, there was a very gentle woman standing there, wearing a long skirt with a soft color. When she saw him, there was water in her eyes, but the expression on her face was smiling. The hands on his hair and cheeks are very fragrant and soft... This is mother, Feng Yangye stretched out his hand and gently held the woman's hand, showing a smiling face.

"The apricot blossoms haven't bloomed yet. When the apricot blossoms bloom, your mother will make you an apricot cake." Feng Xingkuo still remembered this incident. His mother had been watching him tenderly, her eyes dimmed. Soft hands slowly took out a red fruit and handed it to him.

"Your mother picked it for you. Do you want Yang Ye to taste it? It's very sweet." His father bent over to look at him and rubbed his hair. "Mother knows that Yang Ye has never eaten, so she loves you very much. "

Feng Yangye nodded, and took a bite of the fruit. The sweetness melted in his mouth, and he couldn't help but take a few more bites. He held the flesh in his mouth, his small face was bulging, and he smiled at the woman Laugh, "Delicious..."

The seldom-spoken mother looked at him tenderly, her eyes were red, she seemed to want to say something, but she only opened her mouth, and then eagerly pulled down his father's sleeve, Feng Xingkuo nodded, and held her hand Comforting her, "Mother can't talk, she wants to tell Yang Ye that she will pick apples for you every day in the future..."

It feels so good to have a mother...

Feng Yangye looked at her and his father, smiling all the time, and his father was also smiling, but behind the smile... there was a complexity that he couldn't understand...

In the warmth, his mind suddenly froze...

The scene in front of him gradually became darker... In a trance, he understood that the terrible things in his memory were about to come out again.

Feng Yangye's world fell into darkness, Zhuju disappeared, and his father and mother disappeared... The ground was covered with rubble and dust.

He looked around, holding the half-eaten fruit in his hand, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar hem of clothes appearing in the rubble... He hesitated for a moment, as if he knew he would see something scary, but finally couldn't help running over.

The mother was lying on the ground, her body and face were covered with bright red blood, her clothes were almost stained with dust and blood stains, she couldn't see her true color, those gentle eyes looked at him, full of reluctance in despair Mother seemed to want to speak, but she couldn't speak, so she could only raise her hand slowly...

"Mother..." Looking at this scene, Feng Yangye's mind went blank, and he walked over in a daze, there were footsteps approaching him, and the sound of iron swords being scratched on the ground.

He raised his head and saw his father... a terrible man with dried blood on his green clothes, a smile on his mouth, and madness and bloodlust in his eyes. He dragged his sword and walked up to his mother. A little bit of shadow.

"Yangye...look at me..." His father's voice contained a sinister laugh, the long sword hanging in the air fell down, and the point of the sword was facing his mother's chest...

"Father... don't..." Feng Yangye trembled in panic, the scene in front of him suddenly disappeared, he was wrapped in a warm embrace, and a big hand gently kneaded the back of his neck.

"It's okay, Yang Ye, I'm here, don't be afraid," Shui Wufeng looked at the boy who was lying in his arms and weeping silently, with distress in his eyes, because of the influence of that formation, Feng Yangye The memories he sees will evolve to the part he is least willing to face, and he should be pulled out a little earlier just now.

"My father...why..." Feng Yangye raised his head sobbing, Shui Wufeng looked at the crying face and wiped away the tears, "Don't remember this, it's not your father."

"Where did my father go? Why didn't he come to save mother?" Feng Yangye slid down a few more tears and looked at the man in front of him.

"...Your father is now with your mother and has gone to a far away place."

"Are they... all dead?" Feng Yangye grabbed his clothes with his small hands, his soft body froze slightly, "Is it because of me?"

Shui Wufeng looked at those wet eyes, and kissed gently, feeling the boy in his arms shrank his body like before, his heart softened like water, "It has nothing to do with you, you are very obedient, they like it very much You, I like you too..."

"you like me……"

"It means that you are mine."

Feng Yangye was stunned for a moment, blinked his wet eyes: "Will you leave me?"

"No," Shui Wufeng replied firmly.

The young man looked at him for a while, held back his sobs, and gently hugged his neck, his body trembling slightly: "When I grow up, I will protect you...I will not let you die, I will let you die." You have lived for a long time, I will not lie to you..."

"You don't need to protect anyone, I will always guard you, no one can hurt you or what you cherish," Shui Wufeng stroked the young man's hair, hugging him quietly, the young man seemed to have completely let go of his defenses. , buried his little head in the crescent of his neck and began to sob, until he was tired from crying and then fell asleep peacefully...

The time is coming, the monster vaguely heard the sound of the shattering of the seal stone, looked down at the gradually transparent body of the boy in his arms, and gently pinched his face: "I know what happened in this formation, you will Remember, but don't forget...you are mine."