Zhou Ruoyun's red eyes widened. She looked at Dao Ling and said uncertainly: "What did you call me just now?"
Her voice was trembling, and she looked at Dao Ling with strange eyes. He seemed to be calling her mother just now?
For more than ten years, she often thought of Dao Ling and could even dream about it. She once thought about what Dao Ling was like now. In her dreams, she longed for the son in her dream who could one day call her mother.
But no, Zhou Ruoyun often remembered that the year they separated, Dao Ling was just over a year old and was not far from death. That day was the end for her.
Day and night for more than ten years, it would be strange if Zhou Ruoyun did not miss Dao Ling. This was her fate, but some things were within her power. She found that she could not go back at all. She had been under house arrest here and had never stepped out.
Half a step over.
Until last year, when she learned that Dao Ling had left, the hope she had been holding on to in her heart seemed to be shattered. She had always longed for one day when Dao Ling could stand in front of her, longing for a miracle.
But she still doesn't believe it. She doesn't believe that Dao Ling will leave this world. She wouldn't believe it unless she saw it with her own eyes. But this is a kind of torture for her, a kind of torture that is too painful to live in.
Dao Ling's fists were clenched and his lips were trembling slightly. Ever since he was a child, Dao Ling had never known who his mother was. He used to feel that her mother might have passed away.
When he was a child, everyone had a mother, and he also wanted to have a mother, because no one in the world was as close as his mother. No matter how big the world was, there was no one as big as his mother.
When I was a child, some people often said that Daoling was a child without a mother, and some even said that he jumped out of a crack in a stone.
Every time he saw some mothers loving their children, Dao Ling wanted to have this maternal love, but he didn't have it, and he never had it.
As he grew up, he gradually forgot that there was another important person in his life. Sometimes he hated his mother, why did he abandon himself and the cripple.
When Daoling was a child, he was a sleeping god, a waste in the eyes of outsiders. He wanted to have relatives more than anyone else.
Until one day he knew something. Dao Ling found out that he also had a mother who loved him. However, in order to save the Dao clan, Zhou Ruoyun returned to the Zhou Dynasty without hesitation and suffered more than ten years of suppression.
From then on, Daoling has been striving towards this goal, and several years have passed since then.
Now that he saw it, Dao Ling didn't know what to say, but he couldn't help but burst out with an emotion held in his heart. He said loudly: "Mom, I am Dao Ling, I am Dao Ling, I am not dead yet,
I'm here to find you."
Hearing this, Zhou Ruoyun trembled all over, her lips were moving, her palms were shaking, and she lost her voice: "Are you really Dao Ling, my son? Are you really my son?"
Tears flowed from her eyes, and she was a little confused. The son she had been longing for was magically standing in front of her at this moment, and she felt like she was dreaming.
"I am, I." Dao Ling nodded heavily and laughed loudly: "I am, mother, I am not dead yet, I am Dao Ling."
"My son hasn't left yet..." Zhou Ruoyun covered her lips with her palm, and touched Dao Ling's face with her trembling palm, but there was a layer of barrier blocking her palm.
"Mom, it's my brother. He's not dead yet. He's here to find you." Dao Xiaoling was also beside him and said in a choked voice: "Mom, he is my brother.
"My son, you are really a son." Zhou Ruoyun burst into laughter with surprise, stared at Dao Ling with his red eyes, and laughed loudly: "My son is here unexpectedly, is Dao Ling really you? Mother.
Aren't you dreaming?"
She stretched out her hand and wanted to touch it, but this layer of barrier kept hindering her, and her body was trembling.
"Mom, it's me!" Dao Ling's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse: "I'm here to see you."
Dao Xiaoling also said hurriedly: "Mom, it's my brother, it's really my brother. I've always been good. I'm here to see you today!"
"Dao Ling!" Zhou Ruoyun couldn't help but smile and cry: "Mother knows how my son could leave me so easily. Mother knows you will come to see me!"
"He is Ruoyun's son?" Li Panxiang couldn't help but trembled as if he had seen a ghost. What on earth is going on? How could Zhou Ruoyun have a son?
For Li Panxiang, all this is too incredible. He feels that this young man is too mysterious. Who is he, the son of Qizhen Pavilion, Xuantian, and Zhou Ruoyun?
"How is that possible!" Zhou Jin's face changed wildly, and he suddenly remembered that in the past in Xuanyu, an ant, a child who was about to die, was still alive, and actually ran into the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Of course, he also has another layer of identity, the famous Dao in Xuanyu!
Zhou Jin couldn't help but wonder, who is it? The number one person in the Xuan Realm, the one who killed the seven powerful men in the Holy Realm!
But isn't he dead? He's not dead yet, and he's here. Moreover, he has mastered the top ten most powerful magical powers, and he once reached the top of the battle list!
This position makes the younger generation of the Sanctuary tremble. This is definitely a monster-like prodigy. This is the child who he called a lowly bloodline in the past.
The incident was a big deal and many people knew about it, and Zhou Jin naturally knew it too. Hearing that this person's surname was Dao, he secretly investigated his identity and found out that Dao was actually Zhou Ruoyun's son!
"No!" Zhou Jin lost control and raised his fist to blast open the prison. He had thought everything clearly. This Zhang Ling was Dao Ling, and Dao was the Demon King of the Holy Realm. All of this was revenge!
"How is that possible?" Kong Xueyu's face was a little ferocious, and he roared: "Zhou Ruoyun, you bastard, you actually have a son, how brave you are!"
Kong Xueyu and Zhou Ruoyun were also from the same era. At first, they were both famous and proud daughters of the Holy Land, but they still had some conflicts.
When Zhou Ruoyun left, Kong Xueyu married the Human Emperor. Later, when Zhou Ruoyun came back, Kong Xueyu took aim at Zhou Ruoyun, but now her son actually beat her up?
Zhou Ruoyun was so angry that he almost smoked, and lost control and said: "Zhou Jin, go ahead and kill this beast for me, kill him immediately!"
"It's the imperial concubine!" Zhou Jin said with a ferocious smile: "Okay, we are really together, it's great!"
"No, son, please leave quickly!" Zhou Ruoyun's face changed in shock, and he said hurriedly: "Go quickly, don't worry about me, the Human Emperor will not kill me, leave quickly!"
"Mom, I want to take you home!"
Dao Ling shook his head, and a giant ax appeared in his hand. The black giant ax exuded a domineering aura that overwhelmed the world.
Zhou Ruoyun was stunned for a moment. She saw this giant axe. It was obvious that it was a treasure. Her son actually had a treasure! What happened in these years?
But seeing Dao Ling holding a giant axe, Zhou Ruoyun felt that his son was really handsome, but he still said loudly: "Don't leave, you can't break this barrier, you don't have to worry about me, mother will be fine!"
"Still want to leave, no way!" Zhou Jin rushed down from the sky, intending to kill Dao Ling directly and obtain the most powerful magical power!
Boom!
The giant ax in Dao Ling's hand suddenly turned terrifying black. He was as powerful as the sky, like a divine king who created the world, unparalleled in dominance.
"Open it!" Dao Ling roared, and he flew away, holding the giant ax in both hands, and flew away in an instant. The whole world was split open by him, and he blasted directly towards this layer of enchantment.
This ax is so powerful that it can split a mountain range, but when it hit this barrier, it didn't even move at all!
"No!" Zhou Ruoyun focused his energy on Zhou Jin who was coming to kill him, and said in a voiceless voice: "Don't hurt my son, Zhou Jin, do you want to die?"
"This beast must die!" Zhou Jin's palm was almost pressing on Dao Ling's back. Dao Ling felt suffocated, and he shouted: "Xiao Ta, hurry up and kill him!"
And at this moment, a roar like thunder broke out: "Zhou Jin, you bastard, you dare to attack my son, your head seems to want to move!"