Ye Feng, who was holding the baby girl at a loss, heard the sound and looked around.
Han Xueyi and Jiang Ruowei, who had been at the door for a while, were already in tears!
"Xueyi, Ruowei."
Ye Feng carefully put the baby girl back into the crib, looked into the little guy's black eyes, and then turned around.
Following Ye Feng's movements, Han Xueyi and Jiang Ruowei came to their senses at the same time, and they rushed in at the same time.
"Ye Feng!"
"Brother Ye!!"
Ye Feng opened his arms and hugged the two girls.
Han Xueyi and Jiang Ruowei have never been so out of character.
The two of them quietly grabbed Ye Feng's arm and cried until they were in tears.
Ye Feng can understand the mood of the two of them, but his current situation cannot last long.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng straightened the two girls upright and carefully wiped the tears from their faces.
"You miss me so much? You are a mother, and you still act like a little crybaby."
Listening to Ye Feng's slightly teasing and familiar tone, Han Xueyi did not dare to cry anymore.
He could only open his beautiful wet eyes and watch Ye Feng closely, as if he was worried that he would leave at any time.
"Don't speak?"
Ye Feng looked at Han Xueyi's expression, his heart softened, and he spoke slowly.
"I'm not dreaming, am I? Husband, is it really you?"
The look in Han Xueyi's eyes made him feel distressed. Perhaps to her, this was a sweet dream that she was afraid of waking up from.
Ye Feng reached out and hugged her again.
"Silly girl, now, do you still think it's a dream?"
Han Xueyi was hugged wholeheartedly by Ye Feng, and her nose was constantly breathing the scent of male hormones. After being stunned for a moment, she slowly reached out and hugged Ye Feng.
The room became quiet for a moment.
Only Ye Ziwei's giggles clapping her hands from time to time were left.
Jiang Ruowei was afraid of ruining the scene before her, so she could only cover her mouth with her hands folded and cry silently.
She knew that Sister Xueyi missed Brother Ye just a lot more than she did!
Feeling the moisture on his chest, Ye Feng sighed silently.
"Silly girl, I don't have much time. Are you really going to cry all the time?"
When Han Xueyi heard this, her delicate body stiffened and she quickly withdrew from Ye Feng's arms.
"Ye Feng, what do you mean you don't have much time? That's right! You, aren't you in the upper world?"
"Brother Ye, we miss you so much." Jiang Ruowei whispered.
Ye Feng glanced at the two of them with pity: "Let's go out and talk without disturbing Ziwei."
He looked back at his infant daughter and left with the two girls.
It's not that he doesn't miss his daughter, it's just that his time is limited and he has to spend his limited time on business.
After all, I don’t know when I will come to the lower realm next time.
The three of them returned to Han Xueyi's house.
The two girls, one on the left and one on the right, pressed tightly against Ye Feng's arms, wishing they could not separate for a moment.
Ye Feng asked the two girls to sit down.
As soon as the two sat down, Jiang Ruowei couldn't help but ask.
"Brother Ye, didn't you go to the upper realm? Why...is this also your outer body?"
"almost."
The body that Ye Feng invested this time was more solid than the last time, just because his body was constantly refining the dragon vein that his father left to him.
The more spiritual energy he has, the longer he can stay in the lower world and the more he can do.
However, it is subject to the rules of heaven and earth.
Anyone who steps into the three realms of creation is not allowed to stay in the lower realm.
The same is true for him. When he came to the lower realm, his external cultivation was suppressed to the level of the three realms of creation.
The most important thing is that he no longer belongs to the lower realm and cannot interfere with the affairs of the lower realm.
When the two girls heard this, their eyes instantly turned red.
Jiang Ruowei threw herself into Ye Feng's arms, greedily absorbed Ye Feng's breath, and murmured in a low voice.
"That's great, great. In this case, can we see Brother Ye often?"
Ye Feng was about to answer when he heard Han Xueyi's worried voice.
"Husband, does this really have no impact on you?"
Han Xueyi always felt that things were not that simple.
If everyone could return to the upper world at will after going to the upper world, wouldn't the world be in chaos already?
It is true that she misses Ye Feng.
But she already knew that not only was he not dead, he had also ascended to the upper world.
In this situation, she only had thoughts, and she could turn her thoughts into motivation to practice hard.
If this method would really hurt Ye Feng, she would rather never see him again than let him get hurt.
Seeing the deep love in Han Xueyi's eyes, Ye Feng took the initiative to cover her eyes.
"Silly girl, I'm fine. It's just a waste of spiritual energy. But who is your husband? I have a whole spiritual vein in my body, which is slowly refining, which is enough. I have business to do today. If you look at me like this again, I'm afraid I won't do my job properly.
.”
Ye Feng's voice was low, and his breath hit Han Xueyi's ear.
Han Xueyi immediately softened her waist, and her mind could not help but hear the lingering love between the two of them in the past.
For a moment, not only Han Xueyi, but also Jiang Ruowei couldn't help but twinkle in her eyes.
"Come on, come up."
Ye Feng patted the bedside.
The two girls' pretty faces turned red, and they glanced at each other subconsciously, seeing shyness and desire in each other's eyes.
However, the next second, when they heard the second half of Ye Feng's words, the two of them froze.
"I will guide you in your cultivation."
Seeing that the two girls didn't move for a long time, Ye Feng looked back in confusion.
Han Xueyi bit her lip and was the first to react. She kept criticizing herself for thinking too much. If Ye Feng knew about it, she might make fun of herself!
The top priority is to cultivate well as soon as possible and go to the upper world to reunite with your family.
soon.
The two girls entered meditation.
Ye Feng saw that the two of them were getting better in their cultivation. He stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers, and two rays of light poured into Han Xueyi and Jiang Ruowei's eyebrows.
"This is the training method I wrote myself. You guys try to practice it."
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far away.
Ye Feng followed the sound and took a look. Even though he was separated by many high walls, he saw the person coming at a glance.
It's mother!
Xia Wanqiu originally came to give Han Xueyi a few words, but suddenly she saw Ye Feng standing in the courtyard.
"Feng'er!!"
As a mother, Xia Wanqiu felt that she was undoubtedly a failure.
Not long after Feng'er reunited with her, she left.
Ever since that battle, Xia Wanqiu wished she could die too.
If Ziwei hadn't still been there.
She simply can't survive now.
Later, on the day of mourning, I finally found out that Feng'er was not dead.
But even so.
The pain of separation between mother and son made her increasingly haggard.
When she saw Ye Feng again, she rushed forward without caring about her manners and hugged Ye Feng.
"Mom, I'm sorry for making you worry."
Ye Feng said, opened his eyes, glanced at Xia Wanqiu calmly, and then looked away.
"I really wasn't dreaming, you are really back."
Xia Wanqiu murmured.
"Mom, I have found a way to travel back and forth between the upper and lower realms. If there is a chance in the future, I will come back." Ye Feng comforted her.
"well!"
Xia Wanqiu cried with joy and held Ye Feng's hand tightly.
"Have you seen Ziwei? That child is so sensible. Although he is still so young, he seems to know everything and even knows how to comfort us."
"I've seen it before." Ye Feng felt moved in his heart.
That day, Ye Feng left his self-created cultivation method to Xia Wanqiu before returning.
He opened his eyes and found that he was still meditating in the courtyard.
There is still the bright moon above my head.
The Ziwei Sword is still lying aside.
When Su Rou saw him coming back, her sword trembled with excitement.
However, before she could ask, Ye Feng suddenly covered his heart.
"puff!!"
Blood spurted out.
The Ziwei sword was stained with blood, and a mournful cry suddenly sounded!
