The World’s Male Repairs Are All Furnace Tripods

Ling Shuiyan kept looking out the window, she was worried about Jin Zhongliang, her father, and the entire Immortal Sword Gate and the War Department. Ling Shuiyan knew that Jin Zhongliang had lighted their soul lamps. She couldn't imagine how painful Zhong Liang would be when he heard the news. Where is he now, why is he not coming back, is he in danger?

Ling Shuiyan's mood was extremely heavy, but at a certain moment, her body suddenly trembled, and then slightly stretched her head out, looking at the open space in front of her with a strange expression.

"Who is there?" She clearly couldn't sense anything abnormal with her divine consciousness, but at this time, she felt a strange feeling that made her feel a little distressed, but it was not panic, but an unpredictable emotion.

Obviously she couldn't see him. Seeing Ling Shuiyan's expression, Jiang Yunya only felt that his heartbeat seemed to be faster, and the blood all over his body began to boil, causing his white and indifferent face to gradually become more bloody.

"Is Zhong Liang back?" Ling Shuiyan's tone was extremely excited. She looked out the window, and a smile appeared on her worried face at this time, and her eyes lit up suddenly, reminding Jiang Yunya of Netherworld The light of the stars in the king's mouth.

It's just that this light was lit for Jin Zhongliang. Jiang Yunya frowned slightly, and the red on his cheeks faded quickly. He lowered his eyes slightly and his long eyelashes trembled. After a while, he raised his head again, showing his figure in front of Ling Shuyan.

Suddenly, Ling Shuyan's face changed drastically. The war department who came back from the Canghai Realm explained in detail what happened in the Lake of the Cloud Sea Realm. In order to figure out a way to deal with the Sky Profound Sword Sect, they carefully analyzed the strength and abilities of each cultivator of the Sky Profound Sword Sect. The hard to deal with was Xuan Yuji and Jiang Yunya who appeared later.

Back then, Jiang Yunya showed his face when he was fighting for the sword mound, and his appearance was too amazing. Many people have impressions. Ling Shuiyan had seen it from a distance at the time, and now she has some impressions. When she saw Jiang Yunya who appeared suddenly, her face was a little frightened, and then she looked wary and her eyes were cold. , She drew the long sword in her hand and shouted angrily: "It's you!"

Jiang Yunya raised his hand and set a ban. This kind of action made Ling Shuiyan's heart tremble. She tucked her eyebrows, with a long sword in front of her, sternly said: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a small dragon suddenly appearing on Jiang Yunya's shoulder. She was staring at her with round and round eyes, staring at her without blinking. The eyes were foggy, and the expressions in his eyes were extremely aggrieved, as if they were about to cry.

Maybe others would not know the little dragon, but Ling Shuiyan would not. She staggered back half a step, and the long sword in her hand fell to the ground.

"Nilong!"

She will not admit her mistake. This is a Nilong unique to the Raksha tribe, Jiang Yunya turned out to be a Raksha tribe or Raksha tribe. Can I leave Rakshasa Island now? Ling Shuiyan was overjoyed at first, and then she was taken aback for a moment. Because she remembered that Jiang Yunya was the same as Jin Zhongliang. It was a monk who came up from the Qingmang Mountain realm, but he was accepted by the Heavenly Profound Sword Sect.

There are still people living in the Raksha tribe? Ling Shiyan felt a little unbelievable. She stared at Jiang Yunya's face, a very strange feeling filled her heart, and she only felt that there was some inexplicable familiarity on that amazing face. She had never looked at his face carefully before. She didn't care about any beautiful young man. At that time, her heart was placed on her son Jin Zhongliang. That was her sustenance and her hope. The crystallization of their love.

That eyebrow, that eye, the look of the person who had been engraved on her heart, was faintly discernible on Jiang Yunya's face. Ling Shuiyan only felt that her body was soft, and she almost couldn't stand steady. At this moment, Jiang Jiang suddenly flew over, holding her shoulders with her small paws, so that she would not fall.

Ling Shuiyan pursed her bloodless or even chapped lips, tremblingly: "You are..." She stretched out her hand subconsciously, and stopped abruptly when her fingertips were about to touch Jiang Yunya's face. He retracted his hand and squeezed his fist, and asked again: "You are from the Raksha tribe, who are you?"

"Jiang Yunya!" He paused and said clearly.

Jiang Yunya stretched out his hand, and a transparent crystal ball appeared in his palm. He spread the ball in front of Ling Shuiyan, "He gave it to you!"

Ling Shuiyan suddenly felt that he knew who he was in his mouth. She didn't ask, she stretched out her hand tremblingly and took the ball into her hand. After inputting the spiritual energy, she heard the familiar voice, and she burst into tears.

"Ayan, have not seen you for so many years, are you okay?"

She was very familiar with that voice, it was the voice she often dreamed of in her dreams at night. Ling Shuiyan stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, but couldn't stop her crying. This was the first time she had news of each other after so many years of separation. She strayed into the Luochahai Sea, met the love of her life but was loved. Forced to separate, in the end, searching for many times, she could no longer cross the Rakshasa Sea. She even felt that she had no hope of seeing him for the rest of her life, but now, she finally heard his voice.

Just continuing to listen, although Ling Shuiyan was extremely excited, her brows were also frowned, and she was extremely shocked, which was tantamount to a spring thunder exploding in her heart.

Jiang Yunya is her and his flesh and blood, and Jin Zhongliang is not quite sure. There was no Nilong in Jin Zhongliang's body, but in the end he took away the ancient Nilong from the clan. However, after he took it away, he left without saying goodbye, which made him unhappy and always felt that he was going back just for the Nilong. When he heard that the jade pendant belonged to Jiang Yunya, Ling Shuiyan shook his hand, and the ball fell from her hand without being pinched.

Jiang Yunya is her child. He has Nilong in his body. He is extremely good. He has also gained the inheritance of Nilong, which has impacted the place of inheritance. And that jade pendant is something he has worn personally since he was a child and does not belong to Jin Zhongliang. ...

Ling Shuiyan was stunned, and the next moment he stretched out his hand to catch the ball. He didn't expect Xiao Nilong to move faster. He grabbed the ball in one mouth and flew to her in front of her, flapping his flesh wings with some pride. Its body was shrunk very small, with a small ball in its mouth, and its face was puffed up, and it looked extraordinarily cute. The tears on Ling Shuyan's face were not dry, but at this time he smiled. The gentle smile made Xiao Nilong extremely excited. He wanted to make a grunting sound, and almost choked on the ball.

When it spit out the ball and looked a little shyly at the saliva on Ling Shuiyan's hand, he saw that Ling Shuiyan did not dislike it. Instead, he lowered his head slightly and looked at Xiao Nilong and said softly: "Ya'er! "

For some reason, she didn't dare to look at Jiang Yunya, let alone look at him. She had joy in her heart, but she also felt guilty. She only felt that her heart was held tightly by countless threads, which made her feel heartbroken. Xiao Nilong is one with him, she knows, so at this time, her gentleness is poured on Xiao Nilong.

"Ya'er!" She stretched out a slightly trembling hand, trying to gently stroke Xiao Nilong's head. Originally, Xiao Nilong looked at her very meekly, but at this moment, her body flashed quickly and moved away from her palm. , And then flapped his flesh wings, looking at her with some grievances and some confusion.

"Ya'er..." Ling Shuiyan wept again. The person in front of him was her child. She didn’t know how much he suffered. She thought that Jin Zhongliang was her own child, but there was no Nilong in his body, which proved that he belonged to a low-blooded member of the Raksha tribe. She was thankful that he didn’t. Born in the Raksha ethnic group, she was also fortunate that because there was no Nilong, he would not be hurt so much when he grew up. However, now, she knew that there was Nilong in Jiang Yunya. It was hard for her to imagine how much he suffered.

Ling Shuyan knew that since Xiao Nilong was Jiang Yunya, it would be affected by Jiang Yunya, so at this time it was very confused and confused, obviously very close to her, holding a bead to get close to her, but moved when her hand stretched out. opened. What she had to face was Jiang Yunya, he was her child.

Ling Shuiyan finally raised her head and looked at Jiang Yunya's face seriously, "Ya'er, you have suffered, I'm sorry for you." She stretched out her hand, although she was a little uneasy, she still stretched out towards Jiang Yunya tremblingly. In the past, before he got close, he saw Jiang Yunya's eyebrows furrowed and he took a step back. She hung her hand in the air, but did not retract, but the tears could not stop falling, Xiao Nilong made a squeaking cry a little nervously, it is still small now, although it is also extremely powerful, but wants to express her own. The meaning still needs Jiang Yunya. Most of what it said before will be relayed to Su Hanjin, but now, he is dull, making Nilong Jiangjiang very anxious.

For some reason, it liked the woman in front of him very much. It always felt that it would feel warm by being close to her, and wanted to be close to her, but Jiang Yunya didn't get close to him. He obviously didn't reject and a little longing in his heart. Jiang Jiang was dissatisfied. Looking back at him, Jiang Yunya gave him a cold glance, and suddenly he threw his tail twice aggrieved, his claws hanging weakly, even the fleshy wings did not move, and the body deliberately fell down. The aggrieved appearance made Ling Ling The hookah felt more distressed, and quickly reached out to catch it, but when she wanted to touch it, she twisted and moved away embarrassedly.

"Gurulu..."

At this time, Jiang Yunya finally opened his mouth.

"It doesn't like you to touch it!" Jiang Yunya said lightly, but as soon as his voice fell, he saw Xiao Nilong's flesh wings stretched out and flew towards him like a cockfight. Jiang Yunya frowned slightly, and continued: "It's head can only be touched by one person!" The words were plain and unremarkable, but when he finished speaking, Jiang Yunya was slightly taken aback. Jiang Jiang was angry just now, so he repeated what he said very seriously, but he didn't expect it to say this.

It's not that it doesn't like Ling Shuiyan to touch it, but it can't touch its head, it can only be touched by one person. He knew who that person was without asking, because they were connected. Jiang Yunya felt that his heart was beating a little fast, he suddenly stretched out his left hand to hold his heart, and then the Burning Heart Sword appeared in his right hand. Only after the hilt of the sword was gripped could he feel a trace of peace.

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