Just when the puppet incarnation returned to Ziwu Villa, in a training room of Tianjian Sect, Hun Xiaojian was sitting cross-legged on the futon, practicing with his eyes closed.
At a certain moment, a vast aura suddenly surged out of Hun Xiaojian's body. The aura rose, mixed with traces of true energy, roaring in the training room.
At this moment, Hun Xiaojian opened his eyes in vain. After a light flashed in his eyes, Hun Xiaojian laughed:
"Haha! I finally made a breakthrough. I will also be a master of the True Element Realm from now on! Haha..."
A burst of wild laughter caused a riot in the training room.
As if he was afraid of disturbing others, Hun Xiaojian laughed twice and then hurriedly stopped and calmed down his momentum.
He clenched his hands into fists and felt the power within his body. The Little Sword of Soul was overjoyed, and then his mind sank into the sea of soul.
After a while, the smile on Hun Xiaojian’s face became even bigger:
"Okay, okay, it is indeed the legendary soul-nurturing tree! In just a short time, the soul has been smelted a lot. As long as it takes a few more days, the sequelae left by the devouring of the soul can be completely removed, and then you can become a true soul-nurturing tree."
Those who are gifted with soul power!”
With excitement on his face, Hun Xiaojian took out the soul-nurturing wood hanging around his neck and stroked it obsessively.
After a while, Hun Xiaojian carefully put away the soul-nurturing wood, then tidied himself up and walked out of the training room.
As soon as he left the training room, Hun Xiaojian looked like a good disciple, with a humble face, smiling at everyone he met, and then returned to his room all the way.
However, when he returned to the room and saw an upside-down bowl on the table, Hun Xiaojian's face sank in vain.
Narrowing his eyes, Hun Xiaojian's body that had just returned to the room walked out again, and then walked towards the back mountain of Tianjian Sect calmly.
In a remote forest in the back mountain of Tianjian Sect, Hun Xiaojian was walking slowly in the forest, his eyes sharply looking ahead, but his peripheral vision kept scanning everything around him.
At a certain moment, Hun Xiaojian raised his head fiercely, and his sharp eyes quickly looked at a big tree ten meters away in front of him.
At this moment, a chuckle came from the tree crown:
"Hey, you are still so alert!"
With a chuckle, a figure fell straight down from the tree crown and landed on the ground, revealing a man in black robes with a golden mask.
Looking at the man in black robe, Hun Xiaojian was indifferent and just stood ten meters away, looking at him coldly.
After the man in black robe appeared, he didn't say anything anymore. He only looked at the Little Soul Sword teasingly with a pair of triangular eyes exposed outside his mask.
When Hun Xiaojian saw this, he turned around and left without saying a word.
Seeing Hun Xiaojian's behavior, the black-robed man's triangular eyes flashed sharply, and he shouted coldly:
"stop!"
"Are you finally willing to fart?"
Hun Xiaojian stopped, turned around, and said coldly: "If you have any trouble, hurry up, you only have this one chance!"
"snort!"
The black-robed man's eyes turned cold and he stopped talking nonsense. He said in a deep voice: "The Lord has an order. If you break through the True Element Realm, you will immediately go to the Ghost Legion that fell into the sea to practice!"
The voice fell, and the man in black robe threw a black token towards the soul sword from his wide sleeves.
Hun Xiaojian took the token, then turned and left.
However, after turning around, Hun Xiaojian's eyes sparkled.
"Ghost Army..."
Hun Xiaojian's mind was spinning, and his hand holding the black token tightened.
...
Daqin, Ziwu Villa.
It was the depth of winter at this time, the entire Ziwu Villa was covered in snow, and snowflakes were floating in the air.
In a small courtyard in the inner courtyard, the door of the lobby was closed. Luo Tianhe and Wang Yuying were sitting at the table eating lunch. Next to Wang Yuying, there was a little boy sitting.
The little boy was about four or five years old. He was very cute and well-behaved in a green coat. He sat at the table and ate his meal seriously, and he ate whatever Wang Yuying gave him.
Looking at the adults and children next to him, Luo Tianhe's majestic face showed a soft smile, and he put the wine glass to his mouth.
However, as soon as the wine glass was brought to his lips, Luo Tianhe frowned.
After turning his eyes twice, Luo Tianhe's brows immediately spread, and the smile on his face became thicker.
Putting down his wine glass, Luo Tianhe suddenly waved his sleeves.
Suddenly.
"call!"
"Jiga!"
A stream of true energy surged out from Luo Tianhe's sleeves, and the door in the lobby opened automatically.
As soon as the door opened, a cold breeze rushed into the lobby from outside.
When Wang Yuying saw this, her eyes widened and she hurriedly hugged the little boy into her arms to block the cold wind for him.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Yuying's face was filled with frost, she stared at Luo Tianhe with a pair of phoenix eyes, and she opened her mouth to scold him.
But before she said anything, Wang Yuying seemed to feel something when she looked at Luo Tianhe's eyes looking outside the hall, and she quickly looked outside the hall as well.
In the courtyard outside the hall, a figure stepped on the snow and walked slowly towards the hall.
The figure was covered in a black robe, which was covered with snowflakes, and a handsome face was revealed on the head without a black hat.
Seeing this familiar face, Wang Yuying's frosty face instantly burst into a smile:
"Chen'er, are you back?"
With joy on her face, Wang Yuying put down the little boy in her hands, stood up and walked towards Luo Chen, but was grabbed by Luo Tianhe.
Luo Tianhe also stood up at this time, but the smile on his face was no longer there. Instead, it was full of coldness, and a pair of majestic eyes flickered with doubts as he examined Luo Chen.
Looking at Luo Tianhe's appearance, Wang Yuying's eyes were suspicious. When she looked at Luo Chen again, she also noticed something was wrong.
As a mother, Wang Yuying is of course the most familiar with her son. Although the person in front of her is the same as Luo Chen, his expression is colder, and Wang Yuying does not feel familiarity with Luo Chen from him, but a kind of familiarity with Luo Chen.
Strangeness.
Her face turned cold in vain. Wang Yuying looked at Luo Chen and said coldly:
"You are not Chen'er, who are you?"
Upon hearing this, the puppet incarnation paused in front of the lobby, and then bowed to the two people in the hall:
"Chen'er has met his father and mother!"
After saluting and standing up, the puppet incarnate pulled the corner of its mouth on its cold face and let out a bitter laugh:
"Father, mother, I am really a chen'er, but..."
Immediately, the puppet incarnation told him his identity and the fact that he could not come back for the time being. In order to convince the two of them, Luo Chen also told some things about his childhood and some secrets of Ziwu Villa.
After listening, Luo Tianhe and Wang Yuying's expressions relaxed, and Wang Yuying curiously walked to the puppet incarnation and kept looking at it.
"Tsk tsk, this is really similar!"
"Let's go inside! It's freezing outside!"
After circling around the puppet incarnation, Wang Yuying immediately took its hand and pulled it into the lobby.
Regarding the puppet incarnation, Wang Yuying still showed the love of a mother at this time, because no matter what, the soul of this puppet incarnation belongs to Luo Chen and is also her son.
After walking into the lobby and closing the door again, Wang Yuying pulled the puppet incarnation to the table, then pulled the little boy to the puppet incarnation and smiled at the little boy:
"Zifan, haven't you been talking about your second uncle? Now that your second uncle is back, please call me!"
Hearing this, the little boy raised his pink face and looked at the puppet incarnation curiously. He was not afraid of strangers and showed two rows of incomplete teeth to Luo Chen:
"Second uncle!"
The cute voice, because of the replacement of teeth, the voice is still leaking.
Hearing this voice, no matter how cold the face of the puppet incarnation was, he tried his best to squeeze out a smile:
"Well, Zifan is good!"
Nodding, the puppet incarnation stretched out his right hand and rubbed Luo Zifan's little head. As Luo Zifan's eldest son and Luo Chen's eldest nephew, Luo Chen still liked him very much.
While the puppet avatar was rubbing Luo Zifan's little head, Luo Zifan looked curiously through the puppet avatar's wide sleeves at a smaller head inside its sleeves.
Inside the sleeve of the puppet avatar, a small black snake was wrapped around the puppet avatar's right arm, and it was looking up at Luo Zifan with his little head raised.