Chapter 696: Parental love, the foundation of all virtues
The atmosphere was inexplicably depressed. The surrounding air was silent for a long time. Occasionally, giant muscles and blood vessels squirmed, then became quiet again. The atmosphere was quite strange. .
Yunrong's hands holding Bai Lian slowly slipped from his shoulders.
She slowly raised her head, the tears on her cheeks were gradually dried, and her eyes became calm and calm like an ancient well.
There is no longer the anger on his face when he argued with A'luo, nor the smile that burst into tears when he was favored. His expression is calm and calm.
Mei Yue Hanqing's calm appearance clearly revealed the demeanor of a swordsman.
It’s just that when she lowered her head, her eyes were numb and empty, and she seemed a bit hopeless. Her voice was quiet, word for word, and she was more serious than ever before: "I am not your mother."
The refusal to refute the words left no room for change.
Although everything he said was true, for Bai Lian, who had already imagined a big drama in his mind along the way, Yun Rong's words of ruthlessly drawing a clear line really touched his heart.
Bailian calmly swallowed countless knives, his Adam's apple rolled, he pressed his lips tightly, his eyes were filled with water, and he lowered his head sadly.
Seeing that he was still holding her waist tightly and reluctant to let go, Yun Rong felt that the warmth and attachment she had felt just now was completely gone.
Her heart felt cold, as if a bleak wind was blowing, and her whole body was feeling numb.
She twisted her waist, trying to break away from the grip of Bailian's arms.
Bailian is a strong character who is good at holding back his emotions. He has a mature mind and is not like a teenager. The moment he learned from Yun Rong that he was an 'illegitimate child', he knew She has a sensitive identity. Although she has suspicions, she is very sensible and does not want to expose the 'window paper', so as not to cause unnecessary trouble and pressure to her.
Just when he blurted out the word "mother", it seemed that the power of restraint and restraint in his body was broken in an instant.
A wave of sadness overflowed, and Yun Rong's neither light nor heavy attempts to break free did not know what triggered it. His emotions were like a torrent that finally broke the dam.
The watery eyes suddenly turned red, he raised his head and his eyelashes were trembling, as if he had been greatly wronged, and burst into tears: "Mom, do you really not want me? "
Looking at Yun Rong's increasingly blue face, A'rao really couldn't stop laughing. She held her stomach but didn't dare to laugh too much, for fear that Bai Lian would notice the clues.
But Demon Lord Aluo would never let go of any opportunity to make Yun Rong feel aggrieved, and he kept a look of melancholy on his face.
The tone is very telling: "Master Sijian, it is said in this world that the love of parents is the foundation of all virtues. Whoever has the flesh on his body deserves to be hurt. You have the heart to let him become an orphan at a young age. Is sadness painful? ”
As she spoke, the curve of her lips began to rise uncontrollably: "I am a house-loving person, and today's opportunity is rare. Why don't you just accept his three bows and become the mother-son love between him and you, and we will share a family relationship in the future?" , Si Chen and I will rejoice and fulfill our filial piety at your knees, and we will no longer remember our past grudges. Do you think so?"
A'luo's belly was full of black ink, and his words followed Baili. Ann calls her 'you' together.
Once upon a time, when she was still a young disciple of the Tianxi Sword Sect, she had always been repelled and disgusted by lowering her profile in front of Yun Rong and looking down on her seniority.
Right now, she is good at opportunism and cleverness. She calls her "you" every time. She is willing to be humble and treat her with respect and love.
Yun Rong was so determined to kill her that he was almost so angry that he lost his temper.
The fierce anger in her heart suddenly burned into her throat. It was no longer possible for her to maintain a calm and calm demeanor. She clasped Balian's shoulders with both hands and gritted her teeth while looking at him: "I'm saying it again, I'm not your mother. , you are not my son!”
Repeating it seriously twice really hurt Balian’s heart.
Bailian would not be entangled in other things, but the word mother has always been the soft place that Balian longs for most in his heart.
He will not show weakness or grievance in front of anyone. Only in front of his mother will he show his extremely rare stubbornness and extremeness.
Hold Yun Rong's waist tightly and never let go. He looked like he was afraid of being abandoned. He raised his hands and looked at Yun Rong eagerly. His wet eyes were like melting into people's hearts. .
"Don't lie to me."
Yun Rong: "..."
Bailian's eyes flickered and he said with reason: "My real name is Baili, and my name is An. My mother said that you once had a child whose surname was also Baili. "
Yunrong's tongue is as deep as coptis, and she can't tell the pain, but only the pain. He said dullly: "There are more than tens of millions of people with the surname Baili in this world..."
Seeing that she was still trying to evade things up to this point, Baili'an felt even more miserable: "But in this world, , the only person who has become an immortal saint in the way of swordsmanship is Tianxi Sword Sect Bailiyu. Your heart is in the way of swordsmanship, and he is the only one who can catch your eye.”
"You pointed out that I am the illegitimate son of the Tianxi Sword Master. You obviously know a lot about my life experience, but you did not mention a word about my biological mother. Between the lines, you tried to induce me to be the princess of Qin.
< br>You say Qin Princess Zhao Wenjun is an unprecedented female cultivator of swordsmanship in the world. She should be paired with a sword master, but in terms of sword bone genius, she is far inferior to you and the Goddess Sword. Everyone knows that gentlemen and goddesses always depend on each other. One Sword, Jun He and Two Swords The Yue girl is a match made in heaven, God Immortal couple..."
Speaking of this, Balian raised his eyebrows and looked at Yun Rong, who was gradually becoming dull and stupid, with twinkling eyes. His expression was extremely serious: "In this case, I should be worthy of it. The only one who wields the sword is you. ”
It’s not that Bailian can’t understand Yun Rong’s concealed feelings. The relationship between the Tianxi Sword Sect and the Zhongyou Dynasty is getting worse day by day. If it is rumored that the leader of the Tianxi Sword Sect has raised an illegitimate child outside his home, it must be called Zhongyou. It has nothing to do with the empress.
When Empress Zhongyou married in Baituo Mountain, it was a true marriage.
Even a princess from an ordinary country would never allow her consort to confer with others in private, let alone how the empress, as the daughter of the Taiyin Emperor with a high status, could endure such a shame and humiliation.
Yunrong's concealment must be for his safety.
In the past, Yun Rong would have been very happy to receive such praise from him on the sword.
But now, because of his excellent talent in swordsmanship, he was matched with Sword Master Yu. Yun Rong felt his energy and blood surge up and coughed heavily, and his soul was about to ascend to the sky. go.
“What nonsense are you talking about? It’s unreasonable!”
Balian didn't know where he was being unreasonable. He looked at the Xixue Sword that Yun Rong had abandoned aside with a faint look: "If I wasn't your child, how could you regard me as more important than your sword?" ?”
His arms hugged Yun Rong’s waist tightly, as if if he let go, his hard-won mother-in-law would run away.
Bailian's cheek wet with tears rubbed her belly gently, whimpering like a wounded animal: "If you are not my mother, how come you know that the Liuli Umbrella is mine? Burial objects? I know, even though you don’t admit it, I can feel that you still love me in your heart.”
Yun Rong was driving him crazy, and he was going crazy in his heart!
It is true that she loved her and loved her, but this love definitely did not come from motherly love. The veins on her forehead popped up high, but the words she spoke were astonishing. Out of breath and feeling weak: "Which eye are you looking at, I look like a mother..."
Bailian was startled and stared at her with wet eyes.
To be honest, it is not uncommon for cultivators to live for hundreds of years. Many women are just like young girls when they are a hundred years old.
Although Sijian Yunrong's temperament does not look like that of a girl, she definitely does not look like a married woman. Her jade-carved face is extremely young, and she looks like she is in her early twenties at most.
It would be wrong to say that she looks like a mother...
But Balian could always vaguely feel a familiar, close, special emotion in her that made people subconsciously want to rely on her.
This is an emotion he has never had with other women.
He liked her gentle and orchid scent very much. He thought that this was probably the feeling of a child admiring his mother.
“You don’t look like a mother-in-law.”
Yun Rong thought he had made sense and was about to breathe a sigh of relief.
Bailian continued: "But you are my mother."
Yun Rong held her forehead with despair, and looked at Aluo's fox-like playful look through his fingers. With a happy expression, she was so angry that her silver teeth were almost broken.
After being made such a fuss by Bailian today, her integrity was completely shattered, and she actually let the most hateful person watch such a ridiculous joke.
I knew that if I really took this mother's name seriously, it would be extremely difficult to regain the longing look in Balian's eyes in the future.
Yunrong, who had never been so speechless in his previous life, took a deep breath and said, "You get up first."
Balian didn't get up, but Ke Jin rubbed her belly, like a little beast that had been frozen in the ice and snow for a long time, desperately trying to dig through the snow to find the smell of her mother.
My mother called out and never wanted to take it back. She was stubborn and stubborn: "You are my mother, mother, mother, mother..."
Yun Rong finally couldn't bear it anymore and treated him again. Unable to be gentle, she forcefully opened his arm, reached down with her palm, grabbed his collar and lifted him up.
Under Balian's wide-open gaze, she bent down and kissed him fiercely, instantly taking away all the breath and the damn call from his lips and teeth.
Aluo's expression of gloating suddenly froze, and his face became as gloomy as frost.
Bailian's whole body was shaken like a thunderbolt, as if something exploded in his body, there was a buzzing sound, and the blood flow surged crazily.
His face turned red instantly, and he made a low nasal sound. He raised his hands in shock, trying to push Yun Rong away.
How could Yun Rong, who was so angry, allow him to resist so arrogantly? She grabbed his wrists from left to right in an extremely domineering manner. In a perfect back-cut posture, she clasped his arms behind his back and bit him. On the lips, the kiss was deeper.
The hot and refreshing woman's breath made Balian's legs feel weak.
Her eyes were flustered and shy because of her bold actions, but her face had a cool and clean look. She wiped her lips with her fingers and looked at the dull Balian with her eyes slightly raised: "Now, do you think I am still your mother?"
Balian stared blankly at the remaining blood stains between her white fingertips, and couldn't help but touch her bitten lower lip. She felt that all this happened was too unreal, her legs went weak, and she fell on the ground in despair. On the ground, I couldn't say a word.
Aluo had never seen Yun Rong so bold. He couldn't help but tremble with anger. He stamped his feet back and forth on the ground: "Shameless... Shameless..."
The wings were so angry that they lost their shape. The wings, as black as night, kept flapping, and the black feathers flew around like chicken feathers.
Looking like this, it really looks like some unscrupulous mother has done something terrible to her child.
Yunrong's cheeks were red, and he raised a cold face pretending to be calm, brushing the clothes on his belly that were wet with saliva and tears from Balian's cries, and said with a 'calm' expression: "If you If you call me mother again, that is treason and I will beat you up."
A simple yet crazy act completely overturned all the reasonings that Bai Lian had the day before. The mother she finally found was just kissed away with just one mouthful?
He couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and he couldn't accept this cruel reality.
Yun Rong looked at his dull and dumbfounded eyes, kicked his knees, and said angrily: "How long do you want to sit there? The crisis is not over yet, why don't you soon I picked up my sword."
Bailian couldn't look directly into Yun Rong's eyes. Seeing her shy daughter's expression, she knew that she had just made a big mistake. .
After reacting, his face was burning like fire, and his ears were also hot. He was so embarrassed and regretful that he couldn't help but want to find a pit to bury himself.
He turned over quickly, picked up Yun Rong's sword at a loss, and handed it to her with both hands. Unwilling to give up, he confirmed and asked for the last time: "Are you...really not my mother?"
Yun Rong's temper at this time was very bad, and he raised his hand to hit him.
Bailian shrank his neck, the broken expectation in his eyes had not dissipated, and he looked a little sad.
Yun Rong’s half-raised hand suddenly stopped, turned around, and her fingertips rested on his bitten lip. She said helplessly: “Don’t use such pitiful words. He looked at me with a pensive look, "I can't be your mother, and I don't want to be your mother."
Bailian was puzzled: "Then... why are you so nice to me?"
Yun Rong knew his stubborn temperament. If he was still secretive at this moment, he would not be able to find out the truth behind it.
She dropped her fingers as if in annoyance and pressed lightly on the wound between his lips. Just as she was about to express her feelings, Aluo on the other end saw all the changes in her expression. As soon as he got cold, he rushed forward, put a hand on Bailian's shoulder, and turned him around.
The other hand held half of his cheek, stood on tiptoes, and not to be outdone, gently touched his cold and slightly moist lips with her lips. Compared with Yun Rong's inexperienced nibbling, , her strength, as light as a gentle falling flower in water, is enough to drown someone.
This was an instant yet lingering kiss. Before Balian could push her away, Aluo had already jumped two steps away, transferring Balian's kiss without leaving a trace. That question.
Aluo licked the blood stains on his lips, smiling as charmingly as a flower, with painted red lips: "She hurt you, and my heart ached, so I came to kiss you, coax you, you Would you be happier?”
Yun Rong's face was filled with clouds.
Aluo was not afraid at all, and even took the initiative to provoke, but his face was innocent: "Si Chen, do you think it is more comfortable for me to kiss you, or for her to kiss you?"
This seems to be a question that can lead to death.
(End of this chapter)