windy cold

Lu Wanfeng sat up for the first time after lying on the stomach for more than ten days.

The cloth belt on the back has not been removed, and there is still some pain, but I can already sit up and do some small movements.

The one who helped him to sit up was a man who looked young, his eyes were lowered, and his hair was tied loosely in the back of his head, tied up with light yellow hair ties. On both sides of the ear, there seem to be two big earlobes hanging, which is very funny; looking at his facial features are ordinary, the only characteristic is a pair of low eyebrows and squinting eyes, giving people a sense of timidity. He has no edge at all, if he is thrown into the vast crowd, he will not be able to find where he is in the blink of an eye.

If he didn't know that the rumored person was over thirty, he would have thought he was the same age as him.

"From today onwards, you can get up and sit, but you can't make big movements. Jiansheng said that the cold poison in your body hasn't been cleared yet." His tone is also as normal as usual. If you look carefully, you can tell that there is a little nervousness and respect mixed in it. With both hands very skillfully, he brought a pillow to Lu Wanfeng's lower back, avoiding the injury.

Lu Wanfeng thanked him in a low voice.

A month ago, he was seriously injured and unconscious in the desert. Before losing consciousness, he was surrounded by several mummies and skeletons, and was picked up by Zi Jiansheng.

Yes, Zi Jiansheng.

He didn't know why he met this person in the wilderness, but this person seemed to be waiting for him on purpose, and he was not surprised to see him like this. He shook the charm bracelet and manipulated the dead body to lift himself up.

When he woke up, he had already arrived here, and he fell into a groggy state, still unable to figure out where the world was.

There are only three people living in this small garden other than him, one is Zi Jiansheng, the other is the person in front of him, and the other...

"Xiao Jing, Ah Sheng said my son is better..."

This tall man with loose red hair, bloody eyes, and a purple gown is the third person living here. Looking at his age in his 30s, he has sharp facial features and arrogant hair color at first glance. The evil spirit is compelling, but the aura in the eyes is harmless to humans and animals, and the words spoken are more innocent and innocent like children.

"Yun'er, Daddy is here to see you!"

Lu Wanfeng couldn't help but look away, feeling very complicated.

Yes, I am the so-called son Yun'er in the red-haired man's mouth, that is, Ao Yun, and this man is the great villain who has caused a sensation in the Xuan clan's immortal sect for decades, the former demon king Ao Lie.

As for the Xiao Jing he was talking about, he was the ordinary person who stood up and sat on his back, and the ghost craftsman Lian Jing who was rumored to be astonishing in his craftsmanship.

Lian Jing said that the red fetal seal between his eyebrows is a seal left by the demon king to protect himself, and it can save his life in critical moments.

Lian Jing also said that he heard that he had sensed the magic power of the Demon King's seal 15 years ago, but when Zi Jiansheng rushed over, there was no trace of it.

Lian Jing also said that a month ago, Zi Jiansheng found the young master and finally brought the young master back.

……

The young master is himself, Lu Wanfeng.

After listening to his words, facing these two people now, Lu Wanfeng is much calmer now than when he was dumbfounded when he just woke up.

But what a joke, will I believe what you say?What is Ao Yun, the prince of the devil, I have lived for more than ten years, and the only thing I know is that my father is Lu Yuan.

What's more, I was reduced to the current situation because of the gift of the demons, and the credibility of what this group of people said is a bit low.

It was when the Demon Lord saw him for the first time, he raised his hand and wiped off all the magic marks on his face, and his mood was very complicated.

"You should take back that devilish energy!"

"No, it can protect you."

"..."

The grudge is still there, but fortunately the other two didn't intend to force their father and son to recognize each other, and they followed Lu Wanfeng's suspicion, but this somewhat crazy devil, once he fell ill to the state of a child, he would always be his son. The son surrounded himself, but there was no one there when he was awake.

The devil's illness is always recurring. At first, Lu Wanfeng saw him once or twice when he was normal. He was very quiet, and there were countless sorrows in his cloudy eyes. Looking at me secretly outside the door, I don't know who I am looking at through my eyes that are like the deep sea, once I am found, I will immediately turn around and leave, the back is hasty and lonely.

After that, I haven't seen that person under normal circumstances, which seems to be the result of deliberately avoiding him.

This time, it was obvious that the demon king had fallen ill again.

Ao Lie sat next to Lu Wanfeng, touched his forehead with the back of his hand, and looked at the wound on his back. After many days, the wound no longer oozes blood, and it is the color of some herbal juice, which reassures him. Then lightly poked Lu Wanfeng's cheek with his index finger, and said with a smile, "Yun'er has been in good health since she was a child, even if she was sick, she recovered very quickly!"

The corner of Lu Wanfeng's mouth twitched, and he responded dryly.

"When Yun'er was young, he loved sucking his daddy's fingers, but now that he's grown up..." He looked regretful.

Lu Wanfeng hid back and was almost stuffed into his mouth by his fingers. He felt overwhelmed, hey hey... Although he looks much younger, but he is 40 years old, it's too scary to do this kind of behavior. !

I can only keep comforting myself that he is sick, and now he is just a seven or eight-year-old child when he gets sick.

But his evasive behavior obviously made Ao Lie feel aggrieved, his facial features wrinkled, and his eyes turned red, "Yun'er..."

Seeing him like this, Lu Wanfeng suddenly felt guilty, hesitating whether to comfort him, Lian Jing walked over and squatted in front of him, took his hands that he didn't know where they were placed, and put them in his own, comforting him one by one With the back of his hand, he said softly: "Ah Lie, good boy, Yun'er just hasn't seen Daddy for a long time and is unfamiliar, it's not that he hates Ah Lie, just wait for you to spend more time together, good boy."

With an ordinary face and an ordinary voice, his eyes looked into people's hearts like magic. Ao Lie's mood quickly calmed down, and then he turned his head to look at Lu Wanfeng, and smiled affectionately and flatteringly.

Lu Wanfeng still didn't dare to meet his eyes or strike up a conversation. He lowered his head in embarrassment, using his long hair to block his burning gaze.

When did I admit that I am his son? Hey!

Lian Jing coaxed Ao Lie out, and then called Zi Jiansheng.

This irritable "boy" has been in good and bad moods recently, humming a song and saying that he finally got his things back, and cursing and wishing to tear down the house when he was bad. I don't know who he is scolding. Haven't been there, let alone seen anyone other than three.

Today, Zi Jiansheng's eyes were a little blue, he looked like he hadn't slept enough, and his waist would move up from time to time, but the corners of his lips curled up, no matter how you look at it, he looked happy.

He murmured brokenly: "I didn't want to rescue you back, but it really made the king restless."

This has been said countless times, and it is obvious that he is dissatisfied with Lu Wanfeng. These days, he has heard the words of regret at least three times a day, but it is a pity that he has to bow his head under the eaves.

With this strange appearance, Zi Jiansheng asked him for pulse, and soon got the result: "The skin trauma is almost healed, we still need to rest, wait another month so that the cold poison can be exhausted."

Lu Wanfeng let out a "hmm".

The knife wound was scratched in the Xiao family's ancestral hall. Flesh wounds can be healed by nourishing them with heart. Cold poison is the troublesome thing. This poison was infected by Lu Jianglin's palm. After seeing it, his face turned pale, and he scolded his mother: "The old dog Tengqi is not dead yet!?"

But knowing that someone else injured him, Zi Jiansheng spat again and again: "Old lady Qu is harming people everywhere."

Lu Wanfeng asked, "Who is Teng Qi?"

Zi Jiansheng said: "That woman's lackey, even disobedient to the devil, just listened to her and did a lot of immoral things. This cold poison is his effective move."

Lu Wanfeng moved uncomfortably, but his back still hurt.

The Chi family has already fallen under the hands of Qu Yanping, and Yin Xiaozi is standing with his son Lu Jianglin, so the Lu family is also lost. As for the eldest brother... He should have found out a long time ago. His bag is a condensate sac, a rare and rare item in the world... Isn't it what he won after he won the competition last year!

The situation of Chi and Lu's family is not good, and I don't know what is going on with the Ling family and Xiao family. The marriage between Qiu Yu and his elder brother has not yet been consummated, and Qin Chuhan...should be able to stabilize the situation. As for the Xiao family, Xiao Wuhen is here, so it should be It won't be controlled by fake Chi Zhen so soon.

The fait accompli is a foregone conclusion. I am completely unaware of the external situation here, and I only hope that it will not develop to the point where it is difficult to deal with.

Just like the past few days, Lu Wanfeng asked again: "What's going on outside? Is there any news from the Xuan Clan?"

Zi Jiansheng still didn't say anything: "You just stay here, isn't it difficult? People outside are shouting to arrest you. It's so nice here, why don't you know how to cherish it?"

Not good, of course not, knowing that the situation outside is very difficult, but he just can't sit still, the Xuan clan is going through a catastrophe, Qu Yanping can't restore the gods and ghosts order, I'm afraid he will transfer his anger to other people in the Xuan clan, You must know that she not only wants to restore the order of gods and ghosts, but also revives the devil's religion and avenges the "deceased" devil!

Zijian looked like he had nothing to do with him, and Lu Wan was extremely arrogant and helpless.

He was originally a Demon Cultivator, the second in command of the Demon Cult. Although he said that he rejected Qu Yanping's invitation, he obviously meant to sit on the sidelines and watch from the sidelines. Moreover, the Xuan Clan's annihilation of the Demon Cult had such a deep hatred that they wanted to instigate him It is almost impossible to help the Xuanzu Xianmen.

But it is very unwilling to give up.

"Qu Yanping conspired for a long time under the banner of resurrecting the demon king and revival of the demon sect, but he didn't know that the demon king was not dead at all. Wasn't she a partner with you before? Why did you keep it from her and still have a relationship like a sworn enemy?"

Zi Jiansheng didn't mind giving him some words, anyway, he lived a wanton life, and he didn't care about it except for the emperor. When he mentioned the relationship between the two, he kicked over the chair and stool, and said with a smile that was not a smile with a fierce look in his eyes: "This woman is very vicious. Moxiu advocates carelessness. It is difficult enough to control those noisy guys under her. However, there are many vicious characters around her. They usually just make small troubles. Later, he actually got jealous and hurt the queen, he was really beyond his control."

"My mother..." Lu Wanfeng hesitated for a moment when he heard about the queen. If Ao Lie is really his father, then he naturally has a mother, and it seems to be called "Wen Jin"... Thinking of this, he was excited Standing up, "Is she still alive!"

Zi Jiansheng was taken aback by his sudden movement, pushed him back unceremoniously, and said impatiently: "I told you not to move around, do you want to die! I didn't want to save you, since you are sitting here , just listen to me!"

Then he cursed a few more words, packed up the soup and left in a bad mood.

Lu Wanfeng sat for a while longer, feeling tired in the waist, so he lay back on his stomach.

Still too little is known, the only trump card is the last small piece of broken jade in Zi Jiansheng's hand, if Qu Yanping's obsession with the devil is deep enough, and the ghost order does have miraculous effects, then she should not dare Expose the identity and overthrow the entire Xuan clan Xianmen on the bright side.

Thinking about spending another month here, he felt impatient.