The protagonist's "white moonlight" ran with me [Quick Transmigration]

Zhan Yulin never told Ke Changge that when he first came to Kyoto, he saw Zhan Yuyuan at the gate of the Zhan Group from afar.

At that time, Zhan Yuyuan was wearing a hand-made suit.

Every gesture of his hands and feet is full of elegance, with a gentle smile on his lips, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses set him off in a graceful manner, and his nobleness and self-satisfaction make him both jealous and hate.

They are both Zhan Zelang's sons, why does he live like a dog, while the other son can enjoy the best of everything?

It wasn't until he knew that Zhan Zelang divorced his wife and Zhan Yuyuan was not by his side, his jealousy towards Zhan Yuyuan subsided a little, but the other party's behavior had already been deeply imprinted in his heart.

At that time, he didn't know much, and he only thought that the rich young master should be like Zhan Yuyuan.

Therefore, he imitated Zhan Yuyuan unconsciously, put his jade-like and gentle smile on his face, put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and went back to meet Xiaoge. , ignorantly understood that Xiaoge liked him like this.

The false mask became his face after wearing it for a long time.

If Xiaoge hadn't become strange since Zhan Yuyuan appeared, he would have almost forgotten how he aroused Xiaoge's sexual interest in the first place.

He never cared about the people around Xiaoge coming and going all these years.

Because these people couldn't get into Xiaoge's heart - but this time Xiaoge not only kept it from him, but was also affected by Zhan Yuyuan's mood, which made him feel a huge sense of crisis.

He clenched his fists, his eyes hidden behind the glasses stared at the closed door with deep eyes, and turned back to his room after a while.

Qiu Yun didn't know that his disappearance these days would cause such a misunderstanding.

He had been staring at the changes of the two green shoots on his heart all night. When Zhan Zelang knocked on the door the next morning, saying that he would prepare to go to the old house, he decided to take the risk and go to the Zhan family's old house. Find out.

When he went downstairs, Zhan Zelang directed the servants at the door to load the birthday gifts prepared for the old man into the car. Zhan Yulin, who was waiting for him to have breakfast in the restaurant, stared at his face for a few seconds and asked, "Daddy, Didn't sleep well last night?"

"It's because I didn't sleep well." Qiu Yun walked over and sat down calmly: "When I think about going to see you, Grandpa, I'm inevitably a little nervous."

Hearing this, Zhan Yulin's hand holding the chopsticks tightened.

Xiaoge is perfunctory him.

This has never happened before.

He lowered his eyelids, wondering if he was nervous because he wanted to see the old man or because he was going to see his half-brother later?

Thinking of the latter, the hostility in his heart couldn't stop churning.

However, he concealed it very well, and the smile on the corners of his lips did not change at all when he raised his eyelids: "Actually, I am also nervous. We grew up together. You know everything about me. I haven't seen my grandpa. I don't know him. What kind of person is he?"

"Don't expect it." Zhan Zelang, who came from the door, took over the conversation and sat down next to Qiu Yun: "In your grandpa's eyes, only geniuses can get him to look at you differently, like your brother. As for you , He saw you when you were born."

After speaking, he turned his face to look at Qiu Yun: "Dear you—did you not sleep well last night?"

"En." Qiu Yun looked calm, but from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Zhan Yulin, whose breathing was a little unsteady.

Zhan Zelang's words seemed to be reminding Zhan Yulin not to have hope in the old man.

But at the same time, it also revealed a truth - Mr. Zhan knew about the existence of his grandson from the very beginning.

His father has always abandoned him and his mother. The grandfather who knew the truth not only did not stop him, but also watched with cold eyes. If he still had illusions about family affection in his heart, Zhan Zelang's words would be a fatal blow to him.

And Zhan Zelang didn't notice the strangeness of his youngest son at all. He got Qiu Yun's response, the sharp corners of his eyes and brows melted into soft fingers in the blink of an eye: "Are you nervous? You don't have to be nervous, the old man is a bit unreasonable. But this time it was Yuyuan who agreed with you to go there, the old man regards Yuyuan as an eyeball and will not embarrass you."

Killing hearts.

But so.

Earlier, he reminded Zhan Yulin not to have any thoughts about Lao Tzu, but later he said that the old man favored Zhan Yuyuan.

Zhan Yulin's character is already extreme, after such a provocation... I'm afraid the whole Zhan family will hate him.

Qiu Yun watched Zhan Yulin's hand holding the chopsticks so hard that his knuckles turned white and veins appeared, he sighed in his heart, and said, "Let's eat." Don't irritate Zhan Yulin anymore.

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The Zhan family is a hermit family that has been passed down for 600 years.

In ancient times, these hermit families would often be born and walk around, serving the royal family as national teachers or something.

After the times changed, the disciples of the hermit family were rarely born. One is that there is no aura in the world, and the other is that the country has relevant regulations on the hermit family.And these regulations are a kind of humiliation to the family that thinks they are superior.

Think about it, in feudal dynasties, they were respected immortal masters and national teachers, with one person under ten thousand, even the emperor treated them with courtesy.

But after the founding of the People's Republic of China, not only could they not expose their existence, but they also had to be equal to all living beings in front of the rules.

How could this arrogant and arrogant child of the hidden world bear it?

Of course, this only refers to those with power and lust.

There are also families in the hidden world who don't care about world affairs, sincerely cultivate immortality, or contribute to the country. Otherwise, how could the country find the secret space.

On the way to Zhan's old house, Zhan Zelang talked to Qiu Yun and Zhan Yulin.

Qiu Yun had already made preparations in his heart.

On the other hand, Zhan Yulin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had kept his head down ever since he was stimulated, not knowing what he was thinking.

He glanced at the silent Zhan Yulin, then turned his head to look at the increasingly remote mountains outside the window, and asked calmly, "The secret space you mentioned just now, what is that?"

"It's an invisible floating island." Zhan Zelang also looked out the window and said softly: "Look at the sky, there is nothing. In fact, there are many floating islands hidden in the sky. These islands form a space independently, unless there is Teleportation array, otherwise you won't be able to see or touch it."

Qiu Yun, who was facing out of the window, showed disbelief in his eyes.

Floating islands are not uncommon, and secret realms are not uncommon, but the two are combined into one, and they still appear in such an ordinary small world. How could he not be shocked?

He began to suspect that this wouldn't be a declining cultivation world, would it?

Just like the immortals in fantasy novels who leave collectively due to lack of spiritual energy, looking for a new world, leaving only countless miracles for future generations?

Qiu Yun guessed so.

Until the car drove over the mountains and ridges for nearly a day with difficulty and obstacles, and arrived at the untouched virgin forest, passed through a barrier to reveal the teleportation array inside, and sent the car and people into an island that seemed like a fairyland, He was dumbfounded.

Feeling the rich spiritual energy in the air, before he could think about it, he was keenly aware that the spiritual energy penetrated into his body along the pores.

Qiu Yun's eyes froze, he didn't think it was because of his peerless cultivation physique.

Besides, even if there is, such a situation will not happen to a person who has never practiced, unless——

Before he had time to instruct Zhan Zelang, he immediately closed his eyes and looked inside at the green sprout on his heart. Sure enough, he saw that the aura that penetrated into his body was absorbed by the fine velvet roots that had spread into the blood vessels, and then transported to the green sprout.

The original two green buds were nourished by the spiritual energy, and four green buds grew out in a tangle-like manner, and there was a tendency to grow more and more.

His heart sank, and he began to meditate on the cultivation method.

When he looked inside the heart before, he had already tested it. This body has no cultivation qualifications-the cultivation qualification is the spiritual root, and the spiritual root is the bridge to communicate with the spiritual energy.

Without spiritual roots, there is no way to communicate with the aura of heaven and earth.

But now that Lu Ya absorbed the spiritual energy into his body, it was like giving him a 'spiritual root'.

It's just that before he had time to be happy, he found that all the aura he had absorbed through the green shoots had been absorbed by the velvet roots. Seeing this scene, he stopped reciting silently, and a thought flashed in his mind.

Have these plants nourished by the human body been integrated with the host during the process of sojourning?

Is it that the host provides nutrients for the seeds, and the seeds vegetate the genes of the host silently while living in sojourn, combining the two into one?It's just that these seeds also have their own consciousness, so when they mature, they are dominated by the consciousness of the seeds.

If the willpower is too strong, just like "I am a small mushroom", with obsession, will it overwhelm the consciousness of the seed, or directly erase the consciousness of the seed?

If so...

Qiu Yun slowly opened his eyes, facing a pair of eyes full of surprise.

"Dear!" Seeing him open his eyes and staring at him, Zhan Zelang excitedly raised his hands and put them on his shoulders: "Do you know what you were doing just now?"

"Depending on the situation, Dad himself probably doesn't know much about it."

The clear voice said coldly, like water droplets and bluestones slowly falling into Qiuyun's ears.

He turned his head mechanically, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a long black jacket with dark patterns, and then a handsome face. When he met his eyes, the other party smiled at him, the corners of his eyes hidden behind the lenses curved, followed by the corners of his lips. Yang——

"Daddy, we meet again."

"..." He looked at Zhan Yuyuan, who had a gentle smile and hid a little joy, and was keenly aware of a very oppressive gaze from the passenger seat, as well as the trembling hands on his shoulders.

With the flanking attack from left and right and the pressure from the front, Qiu Yun faintly smelled a storm.

Zhan Yuyuan seemed to have noticed something, and got out of the car on his own initiative.

But just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the other party bent down, put one hand behind his back, and stretched out a slender, shapely, flawless palm towards him.

"Dad, get out of the car."

Qiu Yun pursed her thin lips.

Zhan Yuyuan's behavior of being close to him was too obvious, not to mention Zhan Yulin, even Zhan Zelang beside him had cooled down from the excitement, and he felt that the eldest son's attitude towards his heart was unusually friendly.

He's not a brat who doesn't understand love.

He only squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the peachy eyes of the eldest son looking at Xingan. The elder son, who has always been unkind, suddenly invited Xingan to come to their Taihang Island last time. His heart skipped a beat, and his eyes immediately became a little subtle. Get up—is this bastard after his heart?