"I miss you so much!" The man's gentle voice rose in Xiaoyao's ears, carrying a rich and tenderness accumulated by the years. It was like a bunch of waves in the sun, which seemed to be able to tolerate everything.
Xiaoyao was completely confused by the man's actions. She wanted to push Qian Lixuan away, but his two claws were completely fixed just like they were squeezing her.
"Hey, let go." Xiaoyao spoke speechlessly.
Qian Lixuan seemed to listen to her and slowly let go of her, but her silver eyes looked at her extremely affectionately, as if she was the one he loved deeply.
"Huan'er..." Xiaoyao heard Qian Lixuan call him, and then the man's head suddenly fell down, and his cold and thin lips suddenly fell down.
Xiaoyao was stunned and immediately returned to normal after three seconds.
"Bang..." A neat slap sounded, and Beigong Buyu and Shun were stunned for a moment.
It's true that I don't know what it means to be light and heavy.
"Huan'er, why did you hit me?" Qian Lixuan covered his face, his silver eyes full of confusion. The moonlight fell on his side, dropping his long eyelashes with a layer of charming silhouette, and
The silver eyes seemed to be covered with a very charming expression at this moment.
In the eyes, smoke is filled with smoke. It is exquisite and beautiful, blurred and confusing.
And his face fell in this moonlight. The beautiful and stunning face as if it were a god seemed to be covered with the brilliance of the moon pearl. Even in this dark night, it was like that
The bright moment.
Xiaoyao has never seen a man so beautiful that he is so thrilling. After seeing Mu Ye's stunning appearance, the cold beauty of the sky, and the instantaneous confusion, she was stunned by the appearance of a man.
His face was like the flowing light of the sky fire in March, carrying a kind of holiness, but containing a kind of charm.
Enough to give all the people.
"Huan'er, I was wrong before. You came to me. Have you forgiven me?" Qian Lixuan grabbed Xiaoyao's hand, placed it on his face, and rubbed it gently.
Suddenly, Xiaoyao felt a layer of goose bumps floating behind her back, and her whole body was frightened. She suddenly pulled her hand back, looked at Qian Lixuan in front of her, and said, "You recognized the wrong person, I am not a Huaner
, My name is Ren Xiaoyao."
"Ren Xiaoyao?" Qian Lixuan was stunned, then a trace of strangeness flashed through his silver eyes. He looked at Xiaoyao's face and then said, "Who is Ren Fengxing?"
"Precisely speaking, he is my father." Xiaoyao replied, and there seemed to be nothing to say about that father who didn't have much feelings for him.
"So...hahaha...so..." Qian Lixuan suddenly burst into laughter, looking at the sky with his head slightly, and his long silver hair fell down like a moonlight.
His laughter was a little crazy and helpless, but more of it was an indescribable melancholy.
It seems that life ends here.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes slightly, completely confused about Qian Lixuan's behavior in front of him. He should have known her nominal father in his tone.
It seemed that Xiaoyao's voice called him back, and Qian Lixuan quickly stopped laughing. He looked at Xiaoyao, and his silver eyes no longer had the deep affection he had just now, but it also revealed a kind of tenderness. That kind of tenderness was like
It’s like looking at your own children, warmer than the sun and gentler than the sea.
"Huan... Is your mother okay?" Qian Lixuan asked slowly, with an indescribable melancholy in his tone.
Xiaoyao was slightly stunned, then his eyes were slightly sunk and said, "My mother, I have been dead for a long time."
"Go... die, right? He has passed away." Qian Lixuan's voice became much lighter, and the sadness inside could be clearly heard. She raised her eyes and looked at Qian Lixuan in front of her.
When it reached the corner of Qian Lixuan's eyes, something fell down.
Suddenly, Xiaoyao couldn't talk to himself at all.
She had never seen such a man who charmed all living beings, but she was so direct and clear.
There is no trace of tolerance, but it exudes a feeling of distress.
There is only one possibility for a man to cry for a woman's death.
That is, a word of love that no one can control.
The man in front of him, Qian Lixuan, loved her mother very much, and she could cry.
"Demon King, between you and my mother?" Xiaoyao did not intend to inquire, but the man's sadness shook her. The words just now were just the concern she expressed.
"Call me godfather! Huan'er and I have always wanted to have a daughter like you. Although you are not my daughter, Huan'er should really hope you can call me that." Qian Lixuan put his hand on Xiaoyao.
On the shoulders, gentleness carries the urge to make Xiaoyao cry.
How much does this man love her mother? He actually calls his beloved woman and the daughter born by others to call him father.
Why does such a relationship have the result of such a result?
What happened between her mother and Qian Lixuan?
"Godfather..." Xiaoyao spoke slowly, without feeling any discomfort.
This man loves her mother like this. If possible, she really hopes that she is her father, then her mother will not die so sadly.
Thinking of her mother, Xiaoyao's heart seemed to be tightly held by something. The pain was heartbreaking and made people unable to breathe.
"Xiaoyao, tell me, how did your mother die?" Qian Lixuan looked at Xiaoyao, and the bright light in his silver eyes instantly shone inwardly, and an extremely cold expression overflowed from it.
"Your mother is a monster master. She can live at least a few hundred years longer than ordinary humans without being affected by diseases. How did she die?" Qian Lixuan asked slowly, and her tone seemed to have a certain expression in her tone.
type of information.
"Godfather, my mother is dead, so it doesn't make any sense to tell you. You know you love my mother. Her body is buried in the Broken Soul Cliff of the Bathing Wind Country. You can go and see her." Xiaoyao said
The words have already made it clear, and I don’t want Qian Lixuan to do anything.
After all, her mother didn't care anymore, and she didn't care anymore.