Chapter 569 Zhen'er, you must be working hard

Chapter 569 Zhen'er, you must be working hard

Boom...

Her hair was fluttered by the air waves, some of the ends brushed her cheeks, and a few accidentally stuck to the corners of her mouth.

Aisha was standing and panting, her breath was quick, and the front of her body also undulated with righteous and mysterious arcs.

She took Yelin and ran to the outskirts of Suran for a fight. Naturally, the result was no accident, she lost, and it was simple.

She was proud of her close combat skills, but she could hardly get close to the opponent.

His arbitrary magical power alone made him miserable and exhausted.

But now he seemed to be very deliberate, summoning a dark tornado that could sway the sky, tearing apart the thick clouds in the cloudy sky in a short time, releasing a ray of warm sunshine.

Ye Lin looked solemn and raised his hands, "This is nature, the power of the storm!"

A boulder weighing dozens of tons was rolled up by the storm and shot straight into the sky. Then the force of the storm twisted and the boulder fell to the ground like a comet. The moment it hit the ground, it was turned into rubble.

A terrible storm that could destroy a city spread out behind him, but the exquisite elemental control stopped the storm in place, and only the blades of grass swayed slightly in the eye of the storm.

Perfectly turning the power of the storm into a feather in the palm of your hand!

Aisha was thoughtful when she saw this scene. He was telling himself that to become the queen who controls the storm, not just to be limited to the storm, but to be above the storm!

She lowered her head and pursed her lips and smiled softly, a touch of gratitude appeared in her heart, and her face was instantly radiant, extremely beautiful and light.

The apprentice who was beaten by me was so strong that he was able to teach me in turn.

"Come here, don't use magic, don't use sword energy, let's have another fight."

With a hint of savagery and willfulness, her uncharacteristic behavior surprised Ye Lin and he was intoxicated by that touch of amorous feelings.

……

"You must respect your teacher. You actually messed up my teacher's hair. Let's go back."

Aisha was in a good mood, followed by Ye Lin who was beaten by her in various postures. In terms of fighting skills alone, she was still top notch.

But she was very measured in her approach, leaving no bruises or injuries, and she also avoided the face.

……

"Teacher, did you say Hiatt and the others are back?"

"Probably not, the door is still closed."

Ye Lin nodded and opened the door. A slight noise instantly disturbed the people pacing back and forth in the yard.

"Zhen'er? Ling'er? Are you back?"

The mysterious woman in front of her was dressed in a very retro style of blue and gray clothes, with a woman's hairstyle on the back of her head, and a pair of glasses hanging on the bridge of her nose.

The woman looks to be about forty years old. She seems to be well-maintained, her skin is shiny and her charm is still there, but there are still age-related crow's feet at the corners of her eyes that cannot be covered up.

"You are Ling'er. It's true that you have grown so big and handsome. When I left, you were still a little girl."

Feng Lian took one of Aisha's hands and wiped the crystal eyes with the back of her hand. This was her home, and she thought that the ones who could open the door must be her children.

"Zhen...huh?"

Qigong master Feng Lian, who had suppressed his emotions for more than ten years and had overflowing emotions, suddenly saw the "wind chime" on the other hand with ten fingers intertwined, and he was suddenly filled with joy and joy.

"Ling'er, is this your boyfriend? He's really good. He's a very talented person."

Feng Chime was very excited and sighed. The Tower of Despair and Nian Emperor are far less warm than the scene in front of her.

She naturally knew Feng Zhen's age. At that time, when she left ruthlessly in order to break through the "Nian Emperor", Feng Zhen was already twenty years old.

Now, after more than ten years, even if Feng Zhennian Qi has achieved success, it is impossible for him to look like this at such a young age.

On the other side, Ye Lin, who is regarded as "Wind Chime"'s boyfriend, actually knows Feng Lian.

Feng Lian had seen him many times and talked to him during his one-month practice at the Tower of Despair.

But the clothes he wore at that time were completely different from what he wears now, and the time flow rate difference between Tower of Despair and Arad caused Feng Lian to not recognize him in a short period of time.

"Aunt..."

Aisha waved her hands hurriedly, trying to explain that she was not the wind chime, but her friend, but was immediately interrupted.

"What's your name, auntie? Oh, by the way, you were still young at that time, so you may not remember. I am Feng Lian, your mother. She left when you were seven years old."

Holding Aisha's little hand tightly, I really liked this pretty girl more and more, but I also felt more and more guilty.

"Hey, no, Ling'er's hair color should be light gray white..."

Fortunately, Feng Lian was not too old and confused, and she finally noticed something strange. Her daughter's hair color was not like this. Although she said she had undergone a major transformation, the color of her hair was too radical.

"Auntie, I'm Aisha, I'm Feng Ling's friend. Feng Ling works at Zhuque Gate, and she hasn't come back yet."

"Huh?"

Feng Lian, who had made an embarrassing scene, looked embarrassed and quickly apologized to her, saying that she was old and her memory was not working well.

In fact, this is also a side effect of the Tower of Despair. The flow rate of time is different, causing Azera, who is of average strength, to fall into coma.

Although Feng Lian stayed for a relatively short time, his strength did not exceed that of Emperor Nian, so it was not without any impact.

"Also, I remembered, you are the one..." Feng Lian adjusted her glasses, stared at Ye Lin, and recalled seriously:

"Are you the adventurer who was beaten by Lord Sodros for a month?"

"Yes, it's me, it's me..."

Ye Lin touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed. The month he was beaten in the Tower of Despair was the only topic that many strong people could talk about in their endless lives.

With a memory trigger, like a ball of yarn finding its thread, past events come flooding back and come to mind.

She remembered that there was another girl with twin ponytails and bun hair who had reached Dazzling Flowers at a young age. She didn't know what she was doing now.

After getting to know each other, Aisha chatted with each other in the courtyard, while Ye Lin turned around and made a few side dishes. Although he was not as delicious as Siatt and Feng Chime made, they were still passable.

The three of them had lunch together, and Feng Lian praised him for his thoughtfulness and good craftsmanship because he was in a good mood.

By the way, I would like to compliment Aisha on your good taste and your boyfriend is very capable.

It was a little after eleven o'clock, and the Qinglong Conference also took a break until two o'clock in the afternoon, with three hours of meal and rest time. If Siatt and the others don't come back later, they will most likely follow Celia to dine at the palace as special guests.

"Sigh... I want to see Ling'er and Zhen'er, but I'm afraid of disturbing their work."

Feng Lian's nervous look was nothing like the calmness of a mother. She was uneasy, uneasy, full of self-blame and regret.

"Forget it, forget it, I'll wait here for them to come back. Aisha, please tell me what they look like now. Ling'er must be tall and graceful, and Zhen'er must be handsome."
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Feng Lian, who was sitting at the stone table, could only suppress her inner uneasiness, but the finished teacup in her hand was rubbed back and forth unconsciously.

"Well, Feng Ling is now a beautiful girl with a good figure and a gentle personality. There are more than two dozen suitors in the Nianqi Association."

"Brother Feng Zhen, well, he is very imposing and majestic, and... he has the mark of a strong man!"

Ye Lin, who was adding tea and water to the side, trembled and suddenly thought of Feng Zhen's shining head. If Feng Lian saw this...

After he poured the water, he signaled to Aisha that he was leaving for a while, and was going to secretly go to the Suzaku Gate to report a message to the two of them.

He never thought that as soon as he went out, he saw the Feng Ling brother and sister returning together at the intersection, in the direction of Zhuque Gate.

With his eyelids twitching, Ye Lin hurried forward to greet him and said in surprise: "Brother Feng Zhen, Feng Ling, why are you back?"

"What?" Feng Zhen shouted with a straight face, full of dissatisfaction and unkind eyes, "This is my home, will there be any problems when I come back?"

He had just learned that this kid had been living in his house in the past few days. He immediately felt a sense of danger that his sister might be lost, so he began to criticize and criticize her in various ways.

"No, big brother, isn't the fighting arena in charge of food?"

Ye Lin stood still and blocked the road in the middle of the road intentionally or unintentionally. After all, if nothing else, at least let Feng Zhen get a wig to cover up the "sign of the strong", his shiny bald head.

What Feng Lian and Aisha were chatting about just now was that Feng Zhen was a handsome man when he was a boy. He was personable and handsome, especially with a head of black broken hair, which he inherited from his unfortunate father.

Thinking about it, Feng Zhen is now close to forty, which should be the golden age of men.

Feng Lian also speculated that Feng Zhen was either a master, elegant and free-spirited, or he was elegant, knowledgeable, and a gentleman.

As a mother, you will naturally think of the best for your child.

"There are too many people, so it’s a bit crowded to eat. My home is close, so I come back to eat."

After Feng Zhen finished speaking, he moved his steps to the side, wanting to go home.

"No, brother, I'll treat you to a meal and go to the restaurant."

Ye Lin was secretly anxious and wanted to pull Feng Zhen's sleeves. He came back from Qijin Mountain early in the morning and his body was full of the smell of travel.

No matter what, let Feng Lian take a bath and change clothes before Feng Lian knows about it, so he can cheer up.

"No, the food in the restaurant is not as fragrant as the craftsmanship of the wind chime. I am hiding in Qijin Mountain... I have been practicing for so long, and I want to have a good taste of her craftsmanship. And why are you so verbose!"

Feng Zhen frowned, looked him up and down, and suddenly sneered and said disdainfully: "Haha, you want to please me and get close to Feng Chime? There is no way!"

Snap!

Ye Lin helplessly raised his forehead, immediately reached out and grabbed Feng Chime's wrist, and walked towards the corner of the intersection with a hint of toughness.

Feng Chime is now so graceful and graceful, while Feng Zhen is covered in gray and has a bare head. If we were to compare these two children in front of Feng Lian again...

"Hey, you bastard, let go, where are you going with my sister!"

"Elope!"

"Get back here, believe it or not, I'll break your legs!"

Feng Zhen, who was full of energy, shouted louder because his heart was slightly angry. However, in an instant, Feng Lian's face in the yard was filled with joy.

There's a boy and a girl, and you still call me sister?

Joy wells up in my heart like honey, regret is like coptis soaked in blood.

After more than ten years of separation, what does he look like and does he still recognize me?

Wow~

Feng Lian had already run out impatiently, with an eager look on her face, and then she saw Feng Zhen standing on the road angrily cursing Ye Lin.

Who is this bald guy?

Feng Zhen, who was smelling the fragrance, really didn't believe that they would elope. Even if the wind chime was dragged away, what would he do with his lunch?

It had been more than ten years, and Feng Zhen's memory was a little blurry. At first glance, he didn't recognize Feng Lian, who was standing in the middle of the road, dumbfounded, and thought he was a woman passing by.

He immediately complained to Aisha who was standing at the gate:

"That bastard pulled the wind chime away. I have to solve this problem myself...solve...uh..."

His tone became more and more stiff, and he was stumbling. The autumn wind was blowing, but sweat was dripping from his forehead.

The relationship and affection between mother and son will not be concealed by time or clothing. He did not recognize it at first glance, but at the second glance, the extremely strong sense of intimacy made the dusty memories dry up again.

"Mom..."

His knees were weak, his ankles were trembling, and his face was shaking due to the wind. Only then did he understand Ye Lin's abnormal behavior before.

He hinted that he should dress up and get a wig, and let his perfect daughter Feng Chime deal with it.

If he told her directly, Feng Chime would definitely drag him to meet his mother.

Feng Lian's eyes were blurry, and she stared at his figure and facial features quietly. Sure enough, he had the mold of his father. More than ten years of sadness and bitterness finally turned into a long sigh.

Wrong...

Forget it, on this joyful day of reunion, there is no need to fuss over your son. Just be ugly, you can barely look at him.

"Let's go home. I'll cook for you, Zhen'er. I see you've suffered a lot in these years."

Originally two trembling winds, after a gentle word, my heart was suddenly filled with warmth and sweetness, and my eyes felt a little astringent.

Why should I hide now? Blood is thicker than water. My mother can still eat me.

"I'm lucky. I opened a dojo in Hutton Mar, and business is usually very good."

"You must have suffered a lot. It was my fault at the beginning and you were obsessed with the realm of Emperor Nian."

He gently took Feng Zhen's rough and calloused hand, with a distressed look on his face: "You have worked so hard to take care of Ling'er all these years, and your head is even bald."

(End of chapter)