Quickly cross it and see the old attack me

The waiting time was too long, and his long-cherished wish was fulfilled overnight, Hongjun blinked for a moment, staring blankly at the opening and closing of Little Kunpeng's sharp pink beak.

"Father?"

Blinking and blinking, seeing Hongjun ignoring him, little Kunpeng pecked two more mouthfuls on the eggshell and swallowed it whole.When the gap on the eggshell grew wider, he jumped out of the shell with his round head on his head.

At this time, the little Kunpeng has fully developed, and its whole body is covered with tiny blue-black fluff. Because the shell has just been broken, the fluff is wet.He just walked towards Hongjun crookedly, his eyes full of admiration.

If someone else saw it, wouldn't their hearts melt?But Hongjun didn't, all he could think about was the word "father" that Little Kunpeng spit out.

Feiyu...don't remember him?But how could this be!

"Ugh—" Little Kunpeng whispered, but because he was too weak and his footsteps were not steady, he fell to the ground before he could walk past Lianxin, "It hurts..."

Little Kunpeng kept his mouth shut, his eyes full of grievances.Why did his father ignore him?Is it because you don't like him?

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu......" Thinking of this, he began to cry loudly.

"Be good, don't cry..." Hongjun carefully held Little Kunpeng in front of him, stroked the fluff on his head with his thumb, and finally couldn't help but said, "Feiyu, you are finally back."

Hongjun's eyes were red, and he suddenly pushed Xiao Kunpeng into his arms, wishing he could rub him into his own flesh and blood.

"Jiujiu—" Little Kunpeng pecked Hongjun's chest twice, struggling under his hands.

"What's the matter? Are you hungry?" Feeling the slight itching in his chest, Hongjun finally came back to his senses, and a chuckle escaped from his throat, "May I take you to eat something delicious?"

"Okay, father, I want something delicious." Little Kunpeng's slender mouth slipped in Hongjun's palm again.

He is so hungry!

Hearing those two words again, the smile on Hongjun's face stopped, and an unbelievable guess suddenly surged in his heart, "Feiyu, do you know who I am?"

Little Kunpeng stared at a pair of big innocent eyes, "You are father, father, who is Feiyu?"

Even though Hongjun had expected the scene of seeing Feiyu goodbye thousands of times before, he couldn't help being stunned at this moment, "You... really don't remember?"

"Remember what? Father, I'm so hungry." Little Kunpeng kicked Hongjun's palm with his paws, and then raised his belly, eagerly showing his flat belly at the moment.

"...It's nothing." Seeing Kunpeng's appearance at this time, all Hongjun's doubts stopped in his throat instantly. He put the little Kunpeng on Lianxin again, picked up a small piece of broken eggshell and handed it to him. On his mouth, "Aren't you hungry? Try this first."

Feiyu is born from eggs, and all the aura, essence, and blood are stored through the eggshell. At least half of the many spiritual things he has exhausted are absorbed by the eggshell, so the best food for Feiyu right now is This eggshell.

The aura is rich and pure, with many benefits.

The small black and white eyes lingered on Hongjun's face for a moment, and then Kunpeng took the eggshell from his palm into his mouth, "Crack——"

As the small piece of eggshell was eaten, the fluff on Kunpeng's body seemed to be thicker, and his figure became a little taller, but how could a piece of eggshell be useful?Kunpeng looked at Hongjun again.

"Don't worry, there are more here." The depression in Hongjun's heart dissipated a little, and he picked up another eggshell, "Look, these are all yours. After eating, take you to play, okay?"

"Crack-knock-"

The little Kunpeng who was smashing his mouth didn't have the heart to answer Hongjun's words. He swallowed eggshells one after another, but then learned to put the eggshells scattered on the golden lotus into his mouth.

Seeing that he was eating seriously, Hongjun finally felt relieved, took a few steps back a little later, and suddenly said sharply, "Xiaoju, come out!"

The voice fell for a long time, but there was no response.

"You still want me to invite you out?" Hongjun's face darkened a bit.

"Master, wait——I'm coming out." After Hongjun's last sentence, a cyan figure floated out of the good fortune jade plate on Hongjun's waist, and said tremblingly, "Master, how did you forget?" No, my name is not Xiaoju..."

"Feiyu's name is so nice, don't you like it?"

Hongjun's voice was faint, but to Xiao Juhua's ears it sounded like an evil ghost demanding his life, making his hairs stand on end.

As for whether he has the hair... don't pay attention to these details.

"...I like it! Of course I like it! Such a shocking, weeping ghosts and gods name, Xiaoju, I don't want to change it in my life!" In front of life, Xiaojuhua said that she can give up any morals.

"That's good..." Hongjun's voice softened a bit, but before Xiao Juhua let go of her heart, she just listened to him again, "Now, give me an explanation? Why does Feiyu have no memory?"

Hongjun stared straight at the little chrysanthemum standing in front of him.

Dao [-], Tianyan [-], he tried his best to find the only extraterrestrial life force, and sent Feiyu to the Xuanyuan Continent in the Outer Heaven to keep him safe and sound. Then you can take him back to the prehistoric world.

It's a pity that he was still defeated after all, the way of heaven has plotted against him!When Feiyu was trapped in the Xuanyuan Continent, he was held back by the Dao of Heaven, but in the end he only waited for the news of his death.

Tiandao is finally happy, heh!But he hated, wished he could sacrifice and refine the prehistoric world, and let all the gods and Buddhas of the heavens be buried with them as non-fish, and everything, things, creatures, and spirits... have nothing to do with him!

In the end, it was the fortune jade plate that stopped him.He told him he could come back.

Really...can you come back?

Afterwards, he used the fortune jade plate as a medium to collect all the life characteristics and spiritual breath of Feiyu in the Xuanyuan Continent, and sent the artifact spirit of the fortune jade plate and a touch of his natal avatar to the depths of chaos, allowing Feiyu to experience In another sense of reincarnation, he constantly perfects his soul, and finally sacrifices the world at the cost of his own saint's body and supreme fruit, and goes back to the prehistoric time and space, just for him to return.

But now... Feiyu no longer has him in his memory?Hongjun glanced at Little Kunpeng, who was eating eggshells, with endless sadness in his eyes.

At this moment, the sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds with a radius of thousands of miles around Yujing Mountain. Under the turbulence of ink, many birds rushing to Yujing Mountain lost their way, stumbled and couldn't make any further progress.

"Master..." Xiaoju called him, but she didn't dare to speak any more.

I don't know how much time has passed, and when Xiaoju opened his eyes again, he couldn't feel the slightest emotion in Hongjun's eyes, he lowered his head hastily, "Master, no matter how thorough the plan is, accidents will happen, let alone you have done so much, wait After so long, Master Feiyu has come back, hasn't he?"

Xiaoju's voice was urgent. He had memories of thousands of years later, and he still remembered his master's blood-red eyes when he heard the news of Master Feiyu's death. He could not imagine that if his master couldn't control his emotions at this time, this prehistoric How should the world develop...

"The lost memory is not your hindrance. Have you forgotten that in those three thousand small worlds, Master Feiyu is looking for you who lost your memory in every world? Every world, waiting, searching... goes round and round, but he never Never gave up on you, never."

"That's right, he never gave up on me." Hongjun, who was still complexioned, chuckled when he heard Xiaoju's words, "So, as long as he can come back, what if he just loses his memory? We There's endless time in between, and endless memories to create."

Xiaoju finally breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly let out a cry of pain, "Hiss—"

"Father, who is this man?"

At some point, little Kunpeng had already walked up to these two people, and pecked Xiaoju's calf twice.

Although Xiaoju is a spirit body, Kunpeng is also a prehistoric beast, so don't treat the immature beast as a mythical beast.

As soon as he finished speaking, Little Kunpeng stepped on Hongjun's instep step by step, as if he wanted to climb up his gown.

Hongjun suddenly squatted down and hugged him in his arms, his eyes were full of doting, "What's wrong? Are you finished eating the eggshells?"

"Well," Little Kunpeng nodded, and then gave Xiaoju a hard look, "Father, you said you wanted to play with me!"

Don't try to rob him of his father!

"Okay, okay, play with you, but you promise me a condition, okay?" Hongjun coaxed softly, his fingers gently combing the soft fluff on Little Kunpeng's back, "I'll take you to play, but you don't Call me father again."

This name... He felt that if he heard it, he might have a shadow in his heart.

"..." Before Hongjun finished speaking, Little Kunpeng looked up at him again, his eyes slowly getting wet, and Hongjun suddenly had a bad premonition.In the next second, Kunpeng plunged into his arms, "Father, don't you want me?... Woooo..."

"No, I want you, I want you for the rest of my life...don't cry, be good," Hongjun stroked his forehead helplessly, and waited for a long time for little Kunpeng's crying to subside before saying, "Can you call me Hongjun? I am not your father."

Little Kunpeng didn't speak, Hongjun sighed and picked him up and coaxed him as he walked, "You call me Hongjun, and I'll give you a name, a nice name, and Kunpeng will have a name in the future, don't be happy ?”

"Name? What name?" Little Kunpeng really became interested.

Seeing the two of them flirting with each other, Xiaoju behind her shook her legs, smiled lightly, shook her head, and then flew into the good luck jade dish.

"I'll give you a name. How about... How about Feiyu? Lu Feiyu." Hongjun raised his finger and poked little Kunpeng's mouth. kiss.

The name Lu Feiyu was chosen by himself.The Nine Heavens Kunpeng can turn into a Peng when it goes up to the Nine Heavens Sun, and a Kun when it goes down to the Nine Nether Earth Yin. He still remembers Feiyu arguing aggressively with him when the two first met, "I'm not Fish! No no no!"

I don't know if it has something to do with the fact that I later took such a name for myself.Thinking of this, the smile in Hongjun's eyes grew stronger.

Forget it, forget it, if he can't make him remember it, the same is true for recreation.

Feeling the warm touch between his lips, Xiao Kunpeng glanced at him blankly, then lowered his head.

"Why, Feiyu is still shy?" Hongjun joked, but the gloom in his heart dissipated at this moment.In his previous life, he met Feiyu only after the catastrophe of the three clans. Isn't it another kind of luck to be able to grow up with him this time?

Little Kunpeng didn't speak, but buried his head tightly in Hongjun's arms.

Dad looks so good when he smiles!

"Haha... Feiyu is so good," walking out of Zixiao Palace, Taiyi Fuchen carried the two of them towards the North Sea, the place where the dragons live, and faintly heard Hongjun say, "Let's go to a good place later. , there are things you like to eat, things you like to play with, and Feiyu will definitely like them very much.”

Well, a second of silence for Dragon Clan.