Hearing the little boy's question, Qin Yining couldn't bear it anymore and rushed to the little boy and hugged him in her arms.
Tears rolled down and hit the little one's clothes.
In Qin Yining's arms, the little one felt a familiar feeling.
In the deepest part of my memory, I also have such a warm feeling.
Just now, the little boy who thought he was like a god of war, invincible and not taking the world's heroes seriously is now a little at a loss.
I didn't know where to put my hands or what to say.
When fighting with others, his mouth is like a machine gun, as if he has been cursed with silence, unable to speak at all.
"Hao'er, my Hao'er, my mother is sorry for you." Qin Yining hugged the little one tightly, as if she was afraid that the little one would disappear from her.
"Grandpa Patriarch, is that really the little mother?" a child in Shicun asked.
Shi Yunfeng was a little silent, looking at Qin Yining's face.
The last time I saw this face was eight or nine years ago.
A long time passed, but his impression was still very deep.
"It should be right." Shi Yunfeng nodded and confirmed this.
The little boy hesitantly put his hands on Qin Yining's back, his hands trembling a little.
"mother……"
The little boy called softly, but at some point his eyes were red and glistening.
"I have always missed you, I miss you and my father."
"I miss you very much, I miss you very much..."
The little one wanted to say something more, but didn't know what to say.
He, who has always been smart, was at a loss for words at this moment.
It happened so suddenly that he was not prepared at all. His mother, who had been missing for eight or nine years, suddenly appeared next to him.
"Am I dreaming..."
The little one felt the warmth and murmured to himself.
He even felt unreal and dreamlike.
Have you fallen under the illusion of an enemy?
It could be so real.
Qin Yining felt increasingly uncomfortable, as her infant and dying child had grown so big.
But at the beginning of his life, his mother disappeared and could not be with him.
Teach him about the world, watch him play with other children, and watch him grow up happily every day.
I didn't do any of this myself, I didn't participate.
Hao'er has grown from that appearance to the number one genius he is today. What has he experienced and how much hardship has he endured.
He didn't participate or even knew about it.
"My child, mother is back, mother is back." Qin Yining kept stroking the little one's head.
"Mom misses you too. She misses you every day. Your father and I went back to visit our ancestral home, but it has been reduced to ruins."
"We thought you..."
The little one sorted out some of his thoughts and recovered from the huge and sudden impact.
He hugged Qin Yining tightly. He was already sure that his mother was really back.
Years of longing, how many times we meet in dreams at midnight.
His parents have not been around since he was a child. The little guy, who has always been carefree, occasionally sees other children in the village being chased and spanked by their parents.
Envy and yearning will unconsciously appear in the eyes.
"mother."
The little one called out affectionately, and his longing for her was beyond words.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. I survived that year, and Shicun also took the initiative to move away and was not affected by the war."
The little one knew the whole story of what his mother said about the stone village being reduced to ruins.
Back then, the sky-swallowing sparrows were causing trouble and fighting for mountain treasures.
This caused great turmoil in the wilderness, so Liu Shen and Uncle Meng found a blessed land for Shicun to live in.
If mother and father were to find their way back, they would see the original site of Stone Village in ruins.
The mother and son hugged each other and cried. The little one had never shed a tear since he came back to life from the desperate situation.
But today my face is full of tears.
The sentient beings in the eight realms looked at this scene in confusion.
It turns out that the person who came last was not a challenger who loved to eat animal milk.
But to recognize relatives?
It always feels a bit absurd.
Some people who knew Qin Yining's identity had their thoughts changed and had some thoughts.
"People from the Everlasting Mountain..."
Xuanyu Bulaoshan is definitely the top force in the eight regions.
Among the great sects outside the region with a background of three thousand states, Bulaoshan is also one of the best.
The one who loves to eat animal milk the most is actually the descendant of the disciple of Mount Bulao.
Wouldn’t it be natural to be close to the Everlasting Mountain?
This is really not good news.
"Father, he..." Xiao Budian started to ask Shi Ziling, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qin Yining.
"Your father is also watching you. It's not that he doesn't want to see you, but only one person can challenge you at a time."
Qin Yining explained for Shi Ziling that this is the rule here.
It is impossible for several people to step onto the battlefield at the same time and fight against the little one together.
If something like that really happened, the three true descendants of the great foreign religions would be able to fight the little one with all their strength.
"He misses you too and has been thinking about you."
"I know, I know." Little Dot kept nodding.
He believes that his parents have forgotten him, just as he has always cared about them.
He will never forget that it was his father who led him and his mother out of Prince Wu's Mansion, covered in blood.
When he was being hunted by Prince Wu's Mansion and the Yu Clan, his father also protected him with his life.
Qin Yining let go of the little one, looked at the face in front of her, which was her son's face, and wiped the little one's tears.
"Same as when I was a kid, just as cute and just as beautiful."
The little one laughed through tears and hugged Qin Yining.
"Mom, I'm a boy, how can I be beautiful?"
The smell of Qin Yining filled the little one's nose. It was his mother's smell, his favorite smell when he was very young.
The smell that makes him most at ease.
"Son, our family will never be separated again. Your father and your brother will always be together."
The joy in Qin Yining's heart was beyond words, as she saw the hope of family reunion.
The reunion she had long awaited.
The little one's body became stiff for a moment.
His...brother?
It turns out that in the past few years since his parents disappeared, did he have another younger brother?
I don’t know how old he is, what he looks like, and how he is doing.
But his parents have always been with him, so he should be doing well.
Even with my positive and optimistic attitude as a child, I felt sad for a moment at this moment.
He disappeared for nine years, and his parents had a new child and a new family.
Is it a bit redundant that he is still around?
Qin Yining felt some changes in the little one, and she remained silent.
This may be difficult for Hao'er to accept, even a little cruel.
"Son, your brother's situation is very complicated. Don't blame him."
The little boy let go of Qin Yining, shook his head, and forced a smile on his face.
"Mom, I can understand." The little one looked into Qin Yining's eyes and said:
"It's also a good thing that your brother has been with you and your father for so many years."
The little one slowly closed his eyes and opened them again after a while.
"Mom, you go down first, I will go find you later."
"child……"
"Mom, I'm fine. I'll go find you, your father...and your brother later." The little one said with a smile:
"I still have some things to do. Uncle Wu can't wait to declare me number one in the world."
"Trust me, I can find you."
The little one hugged Qin Yining. Qin Yining looked at the little one's smiling face and felt very uncomfortable.
She wanted to say something else, but looking at the little one's eyes, she finally withdrew from the battlefield.
After Qin Yining left, the future master announced the end of the challenge, and the little boy won three consecutive championships.
The little one still stood in the sky, his eyes were slightly red, but his invincible momentum soared into the sky.
He looked towards the wilderness, where most of the forces of the Stone Kingdom were still located.
Scenes from the past appeared before him.
The warmth when I was young, and later the coldness and pain that penetrated into my soul when I dug out my bones to draw blood.
On the verge of death, yearning for the warmth of my parents.
The way I walked in Shicun, the happiness with my friends, and the strong longing for me occasionally appeared at night.
He grew up under the care of Uncle Meng, the patriarch and the others.
Until today.
"Some things may have come to an end." The little one took a deep breath.
"Uncle House, give me some time."
His expression was calm and there was a certain charm about him.
Its sound is not heavy, but it is shocking to the heaven and the earth.
"I am number one in the realm of moving blood."
"I am number one in the Cave Heaven Realm."
"I am number one in the spirit transformation realm."
