Ling Hongyin took Qiao Xianyong back to the place where he had just demonstrated the move. Ling Hongyin looked carefully at the dark osmanthus trees under the moonlit night, pushed one of them aside with force, and turned to gesture to Qiao Xianyong.
Although Qiao Xianyong had very good eyesight, he did not notice that there seemed to be a path between the extremely dense osmanthus trees.
Ling Hongyin pushed aside the branches blocking the road with ease and whispered, "This path leads to an abandoned warehouse in my house. There is an old door behind the warehouse, which is usually not locked. If you go through the door, you and your master will be there."
I live in Leng Cuiyuan.
Qiao Xianyong said casually, "Your family is so big!"
Ling Hongyin said disapprovingly, "So what if I'm big? It's so boring! My brother seems to have a blood feud with someone every day. He doesn't know what he is thinking about, but he just treats me like a child! The same goes for those gangsters.
Staying far away from me is like asking them to serve ghosts! Huh!"
Qiao Xianyong comforted her in a low voice, "Miss Ling, you are very happy to have a brother and a mother here. But you don't know how many people in the world are far more miserable than you."
Ling Hongyin was deeply surprised when she heard what Qiao Xianyong said. She turned to look at him and said, "Brother Qiao, what do you mean by this?"
Qiao Xianyong frowned, then tugged on Ling Hongyin's sleeve, lowered his voice and said, "Shh, there seems to be someone in front of me."
The two of them squatted and looked out. This section of the trail had almost reached the end, and there were still a few laurel trees in front of the trail, planted haphazardly among the weeds. Through the air attack of the branches, the abandoned warehouse shone in the moonlight.
Clearly visible below.
But it’s not just the warehouse, there are two people standing in the open space in front of the warehouse!
Qiao Xianyong looked at it intently and was startled. The figure of one of them was very familiar to him. It was his master Wei Hong who had watched him grow up!
The other person was a woman, with a graceful and graceful posture. The woman's face was facing the exit of their trail. Qiao Xianyong saw her frowning, as if her face was miserable.
Ling Hongyin was startled, grabbed Qiao Xianyong's sleeves, and whispered nervously, "Brother Qiao, yes, yes, yes, your master, and my mother! Are they out to catch us?"
Qiao Xianyong knew his master's temperament and would never nag Qiao Xianyong over a trivial matter. He calmed down, shook his head, and whispered, "Keep your voice down, let's hide here for a while, and we can go out after they leave."
"
The two of them didn't dare to say anything out loud, and hid in the shadow of the laurel tree in fear.
Wei Hong said in a deep voice, "Mrs. Chu, what are you looking for?"
Qiao Xianyong couldn't see Wei Hong's expression, but felt a little strange when he heard Wei Hong's words. Wei Hong's voice seemed to be trembling slightly, which was not his usual calm demeanor when encountering anything.
Ling Zhenzhen didn't speak, just sighed. The moon quietly illuminated the figures of the two people. It seemed that they were not far apart, but for some reason they seemed as distant as countless walls between them.
"I didn't know your real name was Wei Hong." As soon as Ling Zhenzhen said this, Qiao Xianyong and Ling Hongyin quickly looked at each other, deeply surprised.
"Whether it is Wei Hong, Qiu Yebai, or Dongfang Yan, who's name is probably the least important thing in the world." Wei Hong didn't explain anything, he just said lightly.
When Ling Zhenzhen heard Wei Hong say the three words "Dongfang Yan", there were tears in the corners of her eyes, like crystal diamonds dotted by the moon. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, looking like she wanted to say something.
, but couldn’t say a word.
Wei Hong looked at Ling Zhenzhen carefully and sighed, "I didn't know you were the mistress of the world-famous Yuxu Villa."
Ling Zhenzhen lowered his eyes and said, "At that time, my mind was in a mess. I had only known you for a short time, so how could I tell you everything about my family? What's more, let alone..." Ling Zhenzhen hesitated and did not continue.
"You are living a good life, you have two children, and your family is well off. It's okay for us to pretend that we have never met each other and not to affect your life." Wei Hong said indifferently.
For some reason, this sentence was like a tearjerker, and Ling Zhenzhen's tears rolled down her cheeks. She trembled and said, "Yan, Brother Yan, why did you say this? It's my fault. I concealed what I had done."
The matter of being a woman is, however, just..."
Ling Zhenzhen was trembling and seemed to be holding back the words.
Qiao Xianyong glanced sideways at Ling Ruyin and saw her looking at her mother with a strange expression.
Wei Hong turned his back, and Qiao Xianyong saw the master's face. His expression was extremely painful, and the corners of his mouth twitched. After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Everyone is well."
Ling Zhenzhen slowly raised her hands, wiped the tears on her face like a clay doll, and sniffed gently. She stared at Wei Hong's back, seemingly stunned.
Wei Hong clenched his fists tightly, as if he had made up his mind. He held his head high and said, "Mrs. Chu, if there is nothing else, please go back to your room and rest first."
Ling Zhenzhen said immediately, "Wait a minute." She paused and then said hesitantly, "Master Wei, please wait a moment."
Wei Hong's long body stands upright, standing still like a sculpture.
"Master Wei, for the sake of my old friend, I want to ask you for something." Ling Zhenzhen tried his best to control his swallowing and said seriously.
When Wei Hong heard what she said solemnly, he felt confused and turned around to face her.
Ling Zhenzhen lowered his head and said, "My late husband, my late husband has passed away. My eldest son Chu Hongjing may not live long. I am a woman and cannot do many things. I hope, I hope you, Master Wei, can protect my little girl Ling Hongyin for the rest of her life."
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As soon as Ling Zhenzhen said these words, the other three people were shocked!
Ling Hongyin's whole body was trembling uncontrollably. She didn't know why her mother said that when her eldest brother seemed to be in his prime! This Wei Hong seemed to have some unclear relationship with her mother, and her mother actually asked him to protect her!
Mr. Qiao was always afraid that Ling Hongyin would shout impulsively, so he stretched out his hand and gently held Ling Hongyin's hand to express comfort.
Wei Hong seemed to be equally confused. He pondered for a moment and asked, "I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but Mr. Chu seems to have superb internal skills and is in his prime. Last time I saw him fighting with people from the demon sect. He was very skilled. I don't know what happened to Mrs. Chu."
Did you say this?"
"Wei, Hero Wei. When you and I met, I told you about my life experience. The leader of Tongtian Cult, Ling Zigong, was my ancestor and passed down the blue rough stone to me." Ling Zhenzhen said calmly.
Ling Hongyin looked at her mother with confusion, as if looking at a stranger. She never knew what kind of family her mother came from. Every time she asked, her mother said that she had been an orphan since she was a child. So did the Tongtian leader.
This was the first time she heard about it, and what blue rough stone was made her even more confused.
Qiao Xianyong suddenly realized that the master had told him earlier that the blue rough stone was "far away in the horizon but close in front of his eyes", and it turned out to belong to Mrs. Chu of Yuxu Villa!
Wei Hong said, "Yes, you seem to have mentioned it. What does this have to do with Mr. Chu?"
Ling Zhenzhen said sadly, "According to legend, if a man of the Ling family's blood cannot gather the three raw stones of red, blue and purple to exert his power, he will die mysteriously at around the age of thirty. Hongjing, Hongjing doesn't have many years left.
." Before she finished speaking, Ling Zhenzhen was already sobbing, her body swaying, as if she might faint and fall to the ground at any time.
Wei Hong stretched out his hand to help her slightly, and then quickly withdrew his hand. He thought silently, but didn't say anything.
"Although I have no brothers, the scene when my brother-in-law died tragically is still vivid in my mind. When my mother passed away, she only said one sentence, hoping that I would not give birth to a boy. However, how could this be left to me alone?
I wish." Ling Zhenzhen's tears rolled down. She bowed deeply to Wei Hong and said, "Hongjing is his fate, no one else is to blame. I just ask you to help me keep Yin'er safe, Yin'er, she
It is indeed your flesh and blood!"
As soon as the words came out, a loud thunder sounded inexplicably on the clear moonlit night, and the osmanthus trees seemed to tremble in the loud noise. Qiao Xianyong's nervous clothes were soaked with sweat, and he only felt that his hand was being held hard by Ling Hongyin
, it seemed like he was about to draw blood.
Ling Zhenzhen was also frightened by the thunder and turned pale. She murmured, "God is going to punish me. Dongfang Yan, I will meet this beloved man tonight. I can see you again in my life."
That's enough, I hope you won't let me down again." After saying that, he turned around and left resolutely. The thunder sounded one after another, but Ling Zhenzhen's thin figure seemed to be extremely determined.
Wei Hong stood for a moment, and Qiao Xianyong could only see his shoulders trembling. Then he disappeared into the moonlight in a few leaps like a huge flying eagle.
I don't know how long it took, but Qiao Xianyong tried to let go of Ling Hongyin's hand, and said with a little sympathy, "Miss Ling, are you okay?"
Ling Hongyin's eyes were dull, and she looked at Qiao Xianyong blankly, as if she had seen a ghost, and then suddenly shouted, "Get out! Get out! You masters and disciples, get out of here!" Following this series of "Get out"
At the word, Ling Hongyin jumped up and ran away without her feet touching the ground. She ran so fast that Qiao Xianyong could no longer see her before she had time to speak.
Qiao Xianyong didn't expect the shocking secret he heard that night, that the master actually had a biological daughter! He was a little confused, and then he realized that he didn't understand Wei Hong at all. He had thought that the master was the master since he was a child, and he never thought about why the master didn't marry a wife?
Who are Master's parents? What is Master's past?
Qiao Xianyong took a detour to the back of the abandoned warehouse, and sure enough he saw an iron door with a rusty handle. He pushed hard, and the door opened. It was indeed the corner of Leng Cuiyuan where he and his master were resting.
Qiao Xianyong was dejected and wanted to sneak back to his room. Unexpectedly, there was a person standing at the door of his room. That person was wearing a silver-white robe, and he looked taller and taller. He was not Chu Hongjing.
Who is it again!
Qiao Xianyong stayed for a while. After a lot of trouble, he was very tired and a little angry. No one had a good sleep in the middle of the night!