"Is there a moon behind me?" Li Wenhao was a little dazed. He reached out and touched his back, and sure enough he felt a crescent-shaped scar. He then picked up Wang Xiaoyou and said with a smile.
"That's not the moon. It was the one that daddy was injured many years ago while trying to save a poor woman!"
"Is this woman who has suffered a lot, my mother?" Wang Xiaoyou stared with big eyes, and her little face was very curious: "My mother was an orphan since she was a child, and she suffered a lot. She always keeps saying that she is a woman who has a miserable life."
"Little clever devil!"
Li Wenhao smiled when he heard this and kissed his baby daughter's pink little face hard.
He took two steps out, hesitated, and then came back, placing his left hand in the red bathtub.
There is still some blood energy left in it, which is the wishes of the soldiers and cannot be wasted.
"Daddy will show you a trick, boil water with iron hands!"
After saying that, his left hand made a tingling sound, and a large flame came out. The red blood in the bathtub rolled violently, white mist billowed, and an invisible red energy was sucked into the body along the arm.
"Wow, Daddy is so awesome, his hands can set fire!" Wang Xiaoyou clapped her little hands happily, her big eyes full of adoring little stars.
The endless flames refine blood energy very quickly. In a few breaths, a large bucket of blood water turns into ordinary boiling water.
"Of course, your father is the overlord, and soon you will be the little princess!" Li Wenhao smiled and hugged the little girl out of the tent.
There is just some confusion between the eyebrows. This method of using endless flames appears in my mind inexplicably. It is really weird.
Outside the big tent, the eyes were bright and slightly dazzling. It had only been more than an hour since he was unconscious, but it felt like a lifetime ago.
Even the air seems to be a little different, and the spiritual power is more intense.
No, it's not that the spiritual power has become stronger, but that my body has undergone some changes and has become stronger, including the perception of spiritual power.
"System, what is my martial arts qualification now?"
"Ding, congratulations to the host, your martial arts qualifications have reached nineteen points in the extraordinary realm!"
Li Wenhao thought for a moment, and then asked in his mind: "System, what is the highest level of Transcendent Realm, and are there any other advancements above it?"
"Ding, the maximum level of the Transcendent Realm is one hundred points. After breaking through, you can enter the Divine Realm. The host's permissions are not enough. Please find out the specific information on your own."
"One hundred points, that much?"
"Dad, mother is making delicious food, please put me down quickly!" Li Wenhao asked again, but the little girl was not happy and twisted her butt hard and fell down.
Not far ahead, several more tents were erected, which were obviously much better than his temporary tent.
It is made of black animal skin, which not only has thick thermal insulation, but is also exceptionally beautiful. On the top of the tent, there is a three-legged golden crow made of gold, which shines brightly in the sun.
"Where does this tent come from? Why don't I know?" Li Wenhao was a little confused. He bent down and put down the little girl and walked over.
Outside the tent, the little girl's mother, Yi Lianhua, and her two maids were busy working around a stove. There was a black iron pot on it, and the aroma was emitting "gudong, gudong,".
"Mom, I'm hungry, I want to eat stewed turkey!" The little girl was wearing a red leather coat and running past with her short legs, making her look even fatter.
It was like a round rubber ball rolling on the grass. Halfway through, it "popped" and fell down.
It was so beautiful now that the two candied haws left in the hand flew away. The little girl lay on the ground with her mouth flat and wanted to cry.
"Look at you kid, you can't walk slower!" Yi Lianhua turned around and saw the pitiful baby bump lying on the ground. She covered her head with a headache: "Don't cry, get up by yourself!"
"Why are you angry with the child?" Li Wenhao followed closely and took two steps behind, carefully picking up the girl.
Opening his palm, several pieces of black chocolate appeared: "Eat this, this is called chocolate, it's much more delicious than candied haws!"
"Chocolate?" The little girl looked aggrieved. She doubtfully picked up one and stuffed it into her mouth. Her eyes immediately lit up.
Holding Li Wenhao's neck, he kissed Dahong's face: "Daddy is the best, better than mother!"
Li Wenhao grinned sillyly, hearing these words made him feel comfortable.
Yi Lianhua walked over with a spoon in her hand. Looking at the big and small, she felt very heartbroken. How can she discipline this little girl now that she has a backer?
"Master Marquis, I have made a pot of turkey stew with ginseng, which is best for replenishing blood. Please try it."
"Okay, your pot of turkey stewed with ginseng smells a bit familiar. I seem to have eaten it somewhere before."
Li Wenhao didn't refuse, he hugged the little girl with a smile and walked over.
He didn't enter the tent and sat directly by the stove.
The soldiers guarding the perimeter immediately moved seats and built a barrier to block the wind.
"Get away quickly, I'm not weak yet!" Li Wenhao waved his hand with a dark face.
Isn't this the person who is humiliating him in front of a beautiful woman?
"Master Marquis, please try it. I'll take the children inside to eat!" Yi Lianhua filled the turkey with a bowl and brought it up with a somewhat reserved expression.
"It's okay. You and Xiaoyou should sit down. Let's eat together. I just wanted to ask you something." Li Wenhao lowered his head and took a sip of the soup, frowning slightly.
Looking up and looking at Yi Lianhua's eyes, something was wrong.
The memory before my eyes gradually became clearer. Once upon a time, the bearded Wang Le was in an elegant room and seemed to have drank the same soup.
The taste is unique and unforgettable.
"Okay, I will listen to the Marquis!" Yi Lianhua blushed and sat across from her, placing the little girl next to her.
With this posture, those who didn't know better thought they had posted a bodyguard.
"Xiaoyou's father is from the Tiechuan Wang family?" Li Wenhao lowered his head and continued to drink soup with a spoon, seemingly casually asking.
"Bang," Yi Lianhua's face turned pale, and the spoon she just picked up fell into the bowl.
She had put on makeup that day, her skin looked yellow and wrinkled, and her figure looked slightly bloated, but the brightness in her eyes at this time was enough to make people marvel.
"He is the third son of the Wang family. He was the most prostitute in the world in Kyoto and was forced to hide his name and flee to the Western Regions!" Li Wenhao said this and put down his spoon.
He raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him with complicated eyes. Ever since he saw Wang Xiaoyou, he had already had a premonition in his heart.
It’s just that I subconsciously don’t want to believe it. I didn’t expect that fate plays tricks on people, and I can’t even hide from them!
"Master Hou, how do you know this? Have you ever seen him?" Yi Lianhua completely lost her composure. Not only did her face change drastically, she even had tears in her eyes.
"Mom?" Wang Xiaoyou stopped chewing the turkey legs and looked at his mother eagerly, with worry on his face.
"You two, take the lady to the tent for dinner!"
Li Wenhao did not answer, but ordered the two maids waiting beside him.