Return to Xianyuan Continent

A figure was walking on the official road at high speed, its vague body seemed to pass by in a flash, if it wasn't for the passing pedestrians who could feel the gust of wind around them, they would definitely feel dazzled.

The figure finally slowed down in front of the gate of the white city. He straightened his black hair, which was somewhat disheveled by the wind, and walked into the bustling city in the early morning with ease.

Bingyan City is not too big, and the floating population is not much, and the people who deal with it every day are somewhat familiar.

Seeing this strange young man walking in familiarly, everyone was naturally curious, but they couldn't hold back his unattainable aura.

Lin Feiluo didn't care about these pedestrians who didn't dare to get close to him, these people were just strangers to him, and his goal was very clear, which was the team of father and son who turned right ahead.

For the current him, even if he has exhausted his youth, the blood-stained aura carried by him is not something ordinary people dare to approach easily.

Lin Qiqi looked at Dad who suddenly stopped walking, curiously raised her red face, paired with a bright red jacket, like a doll walking out of a New Year painting: "Dad, hurry up~ we're going to be late. "

Mo Qing'an remained silent for a long time, and his agile deer eyes just stared at the figure in front of him stupidly.

The child is sensitive by nature, looking at the tall man, he shrinks behind Mo Qing'an in fear.Lin Qiqi's calf was a little weak. He felt that this uncle was scary... He was obviously good-looking, but he was just scared.

"Fu Lang."

Lin Feiluo opened his hands, and his hoarse voice was full of tenderness: "Come here, let me give you a hug."

Mo Qing'an involuntarily clenched Lin Qiqi's little hand, and in the next second, Lin Qiqi was wrapped into a warm and comfortable embrace.

Lin Qiqi was squeezed against the chests of the two of them, and he clearly heard his father calling this strange uncle: "Husband, I really miss you so much."

In the end, Lin Qiqi, who had been busy all morning, managed to skip school for a day.

Lin Qiqi tilted his head and secretly hid outside the corridor, watching his father and that strange father cooking in the kitchen. The thought in his heart was - is this really my father?

With a book in her hand, Xi Mian saw that Lin Qiqi had to take a seat even though she was empty, and tapped the ruler on the table: "Now, let's start the roll call!"

"Lin Qiqi!"

"Lin Qiqi!"

The students below looked at the livid-faced master on the podium, and all of them sat on the seats with their necks curled up obediently. They were not Lin Qiqi, they had a father who spoiled him too much.

If they dared to tease the master like Lin Qiqi, they would have eaten a meal when they got home, no, a lot of fried meat on bamboo boards!

Lin Feiluo trapped Fulang between the stoves from behind, and hung his head on Mo Qing'an's slender neck: "Fulang, I really miss you."

Mo Qing'an felt the scorching temperature behind him, poked his elbow on the chest of the person behind him, his face became slightly hot: "Don't make trouble, Qiqi is still there~"

Lin Feiluo smirked, and hugged his waist tightly. The two of them seemed to have never been separated, quietly embracing each other and enjoying this rare good time...

The warm sunlight refracted on the corridor in the afternoon, the young Lin Qiqi slightly opened his eyes wide, and he had a vague idea in his heart that the father at this moment is very happy because of this strange father.

When Xi Mian and Hu Yidao returned in the evening full of resentment, they were greeted with a table of hot meals.

Xi Mian and the two looked at Lin Qiqi who was sitting on Lin Feiluo's lap stretching his teeth and claws, and forgot to stretch his feet.

During the three years, Lin Feiluo had no news. Ximian asked Hu Yidao to look for Lin Feiluo in the Bingyan Forest many times behind Mo Qing'an's back, but every time Hu Yidao came back empty-handed.

Hu Yidao was about to turn himself upside down in the Ice Flame Forest, but he never found Lin Feiluo's figure!

Both of them assumed that something had happened to Lin Feiluo, and tightly held the news, not daring to confide a word to Mo Qing'an.

And Xi Mian was able to let go of her hatred and reconcile with Hu Yidao as before, precisely because of Lin Feiluo's incident.

Human nature is always cheap, and only at the moment of life and death can we determine what is the most important thing in life.

Once, when Hu Yidao came back after dragging half his life, Xi Mian realized that hate, nothing is important anymore!

He only needs Hu Yidao to live well, to live well in this world!

"Are you dumbfounded?" Lin Qiqi stepped on Lin Feiluo's lap, thinking about what happened to her playing truant today, she took it for granted that it was Dad's fault!But when he thought of Hu Yidao who was merciless, he subconsciously touched his little butt, but when he thought of what his father said about his father, he raised his chin: "I tell you, Uncle Hu, my father is back. You can't spank my ass anymore, or my father will spank your ass!"

Hu Yidao looked at this little bastard who pretended to be a tiger, and raised his hand, which scared Lin Qiqi into Lin Feiluo's arms.

Lin Feiluo enjoyed Qiqi's attachment very much at this moment, and Qiqi's strange eyes today made Lin Feiluo very indebted.

He not only owes his husband, but also owes his father's love in [-] years. He is really not a good father, let alone a good husband!

Lin Feiluo patted Qi Qi's little butt, turned his body and placed him on the booster chair next to him: "Qi Qi is good, I will sleep with Uncle Mianmian and the others tonight, don't make Uncle Hu unhappy."

When Lin Qiqi heard this, tears welled up in her eyes: "Why? Daddy, do you want me?"

When Hu Yidao heard Lin Feiluo's words, he smiled meaningfully. How can a man not understand the tricks in this~

Just in time, Mo Qing'an walked in with the last pot of spiritual bone soup, and heard Lin Feiluo coaxing Qi Qi to talk nonsense in a serious manner.

"Father, why don't you want Qiqi?" Lin Feiluo lowered his face, and his voice was very sad: "It's just that I haven't seen your father for many years, and I miss you very much. Don't tell me Qiqi is not willing to send your father away all night. Give it to me?"

Lin Qiqi, a young tender ginger, can't compete with Lin Feiluo, an old spicy ginger. With tears in her round deer eyes, she said sobbingly: "Is what Father said true?"

Lin Feiluo brought over Baigan and Bairan who were sleeping on the side, "Of course what Father said is true, how about letting Gangan and Ranran accompany Qiqi today? Qiqi hugged Gangan He Ranran occupies Uncle Mianmian's big bed, how about letting Uncle Hu sleep on the floor?"

Thinking about this scene, Lin Qiqi immediately felt relieved and grinned, "Okay, let Uncle Hu sleep on the floor!"

That night, Lin Qiqi didn't know if Hu Yidao slept on the floor, but he only knew that when he woke up, he was holding Qiangan and Ranran in his arms and lay on the bed with Dad all morning.

Dad was sleeping on the bed with no clothes on, and he heard Dad talking in his sleep - Husband, don't make trouble... I really can't do it.