Master regards me as the way of heaven

That "recognized" made Ye Zhiqiu stunned for a moment. Hearing these words moved people at first, but after careful taste, he realized that something was wrong. Isn't this just counting the child who appeared out of thin air on him? Does it seem that the person who speaks is extraordinarily great?

"You, you are fine."

Because Ye Zhiqiu was helped by someone once, after all, he was not sure whether he could survive the catastrophe safely without this person, so he believed what Yuheng said, as long as the father and son are no longer entangled, he has no intention of worrying about it .

"Father, don't go." The child saw him leaving in a flick of his sleeves, and followed him reluctantly.

Ye Zhiqiu, however, kept walking and let the child drag him along. He still doesn't believe that there is a reason in this world to forcefully recognize a father. She knew it well, could she just watch him take the child away without stopping him?

But when he thought he had walked a long way and didn't see the father come to bring back the child, but the child hugged him tightly like a stubborn monkey climbing on a tree, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and his whole body was full of vigor. The force shook the child to the ground.

I didn't look back any more, and continued walking on my own in this world that was miraculously isolated from water at the bottom of the cold lake. The child behind me cried a few times, but maybe no one paid attention to me, so it was considered quiet.

But the moment Ye Zhiqiu felt that something was wrong and stopped, he heard the child shouting with tears in his voice: "Ye Zhiqiu, you have no conscience, your father suffered the thunder calamity for you, and your injury is hard to heal. Your words of care You don’t even have a word, and you leave as soon as you say, if your father dies here, will you really not regret it?”

What he said was reasonable, but there were thousands of mistakes, he couldn't have a conscience, it was one thing for that person to take advantage of his son with his bad mouth, and he had to pay back the grace of saving his life, Ye Zhiqiusi had already turned around at this point.

Unexpectedly, the child became more and more sad as he spoke, and shouted in that childish voice: "You are in a land of ice and snow, and whenever you are afraid of the cold, you use your father's body to keep warm. You treat him as a cultivator..."

The rest of the words were put back into the child's mouth by Ye Zhiqiu's close hand, and he looked at the child with cold eyes, and asked, "Do you know that my cultivation level is no less than your father's?"

Seeing the child nodding his head, he asked solemnly, "Then do you know what price you will pay for lying to me with these foul words?"

He thought that this deterrence should be somewhat strong, and he was still thinking about whether such strictness would cast a shadow on a child's heart, but the sharp teeth biting his finger immediately taught him what the price of soft-heartedness is. .

Ye Zhiqiu instinctively slapped the child on the forehead. Although he was annoyed, the purpose of the strike was only to repel him and had no intention of killing anyone. However, this palm aroused the imprint of the soul hidden in the child's body , Ye Zhiqiu immediately withdrew his hand after being stunned by both injuries.

He only murmured: "How could it be my soul imprint?"

……

The blue light of the lake is mottled, and fish swim by from time to time, casting swaying shadows one after another on the snow-white clothes of the two men who seem close to each other at the bottom of the lake, making this place that can still be regarded as a paradise even more beautiful. Some mysterious and illusory beauty.

Ye Zhiqiu's slender index finger gently hooked the lace of the jacket of the meditating person in front of him. Even if he didn't look up, he could still feel the hot gaze from that person falling on him.

It's better if you don't look at it, that man is born with a good-looking appearance like a banished fairy, if you look at it, it will really make people feel confused.

He lightly clasped the man's lapel with both hands, but suddenly his face hesitated, he didn't know whether to speak to the man or to himself, he just said: "Although I don't have many memories, I still have a conscience. It's just to see your injury clearly."

"I know." The white-haired man's voice was not as serious as his face.

"I let Xue Po avoid thinking about it," Ye Zhiqiu mentioned the name, and his heart was no less shocked than when he heard the child mention it for the first time. It is such a familiar and kind name, and there is a mark of his own soul in his body. His face really resembled him seventy percent, he couldn't help but feel guilty in his tone, and said, "You are kind to me, but I will give back my..."

He really couldn't say the word "son".

The man seemed to have seen through him, and said: "It doesn't matter who it is, he wants to call my father, if you agree, I will."

"That's not necessary. He, hey, it's because I taught him so poorly that he didn't even know a normal title. I'm ashamed to say it." Ye Zhiqiu took off the man's clothes while speaking, and his eyes were fixed. He was immediately swept away by a palm-sized scar, the color was not new, it must have been a few years ago, it was impartial, right at the heart of life and death, there was a heartache in his eyes that he didn't even notice, But it was only for a moment, and he only whispered, "How could it be?"

But the man suddenly held his trembling hand, as if to comfort him, his eyes became gentle for a moment, and he said: "This is an old wound, it's okay now."

Ye Zhiqiu knelt up eagerly, and looked at the solid back of the opponent in a posture that looked like a hug to others, but there was a scar of almost the same size on the piece of icy muscle and bone corresponding to the heart. , This is a fatal wound that pierces the heart.

"What's your name?" Ye Zhiqiu's fingertips lightly touched the scar, but he quickly withdrew his hand as if scared, shocking, even such a touch, he felt the pain, "I want to tell the truth."

"My name is Rong Yu."

"Rong Yu?" Ye Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little touch in his heart, but it was only a touch, not enough to make him immediately resonate with the name, he just backed away a little, with a smile on the corner of his lips, and said , "I forgot that in your realm, knowing your real name is of no benefit to me."

"It's also a name I haven't used for a long time," Rong Yu's unsmiling face suddenly softened, his eyes restrained a lot of affection, and he sighed, "The name is not important, the important thing is whether anyone is willing to call it. "

"Well, it hurts, right?" Ye Zhiqiu pulled a starlight with his fingertips and landed on Rong Yu's fresh blood-stained wound. He intended to ask the other party how he felt about accepting this healing method, but Rong Yu obviously misunderstood.

Seeing the light in Rong Yu's eyes suddenly lit up again, he clenched his right hand tightly, and was about to stick it to his heart in the next moment to say something out of his heart. The brief intimacy is over.

He buried his head and continued to focus on guiding spirits to heal people, but he had to say some words that seemed inappropriate, "My Dao heart is solid, and the only memory I have is that I was ordered by my master to practice the ruthless way. I also don't have the intention of becoming a partner with others, since I have a son for nothing today, I should also be devoted to the birth mother of the child."

"Why did he have a birth mother?" Rong Yu said helplessly.

"I see that you all have snow-white hair. Although it is a bit abrupt, it is rare to have white hair naturally. Rong Yu, do you have sisters? If you really know something about Xue Po's biological mother, can you tell me?" Ye Zhiqiu once decided Once you do one thing, you have to be responsible to the end.

Rong Yu's eyes were calm and calm, and he asked seriously: "Did I tell you who you are, and you will marry him?"

"This matter has come to this point, I must admit it." Ye Zhiqiu answered frankly.

"It's me." Rong Yu affirmed.

Ye Zhiqiu raised his brows, but he was not surprised that this man who just said he would be his son's father would say such a thing. He just felt that this man had an unsullied fairy appearance for nothing, and I am afraid that others rarely see him There is no such thing as seriousness at all.

Rong Yu saw that he didn't respond, and then he analyzed it on his own: "Your memory is damaged, but you didn't resist contact with me when you fell into the water, but took the initiative to hug me. Isn't this affectionate?"

"I..." Ye Zhiqiu wanted to find an excuse to evade it, but at the time he thought that the other party was like a fairy descending from the mortal world, and if it was said that the most vivid image was a handsome face, it would not be more embarrassing to say it.

Rong Yu said again: "You will come back, perhaps because your conscience found out, but why did you punish Xue Po? Did he say something that shook your heart?"

Ye Zhiqiu's ears suddenly warmed up, Xue Po looked young, and when he talked about these things that even he, who was reborn in two lives, was ashamed to say, he was really sensible.

But how could he casually tell outsiders about the family ugliness of neglecting his son and causing him to mature too precociously, he turned his face away because of embarrassment and embarrassment.

But this uneasy man is just like his own uneasy son, he wants to make him want to be quiet but the wind keeps blowing, he caresses his side face with one hand, and even wants to use the method that is completely different from before. Different eyes stared at him with deep affection, and said in a deep voice, "Look at me."

"You can't believe everything a child says." Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback by this gaze, as if subconsciously, he never refused such a request.

"How much do you believe, how much responsibility should you take?" Rong Yu slid his hand behind his head, and put his free hand on his lower back, waiting for his stunned reaction, and took advantage of his unpreparedness. In the area, but when he instinctively shot, he said in a weak voice, "I am seriously injured, it was caused by the thunder calamity, and it is also in the heart, I let you forget Rong Yu, and I want Rong Yu to be there day and night In your heart, don't push me away, okay, I'm stubbornly holding on right now, and I'm almost unable to hold on anymore. "

Ye Zhiqiu's palm slapping the back of the opponent's head suddenly froze in mid-air. He escaped this person's love words, but he never escaped a show of weakness that he never thought would come from this person's mouth.

"Zhiqiu, you asked me if it hurts. It hurts when I resisted the evil beast, and it hurts when I resisted the thunder. You didn't ask me, and I didn't say it. Since you asked me today, I just want to tell you that every wound you touch, I feel so much pain."