Yan Chuan's expression moved.

"Qinglong's voice? It seems that he has found it right." Yan Chuan said happily on his face.

Qinglong, Mo Yuxi's attendant, was the original Dazhao Holy Land, and followed Jingzhao to ascend and leave.

Yan Chuan flew quickly towards the sound of the Qinglong, hoping to understand Mo Yuxi's current situation!

Soon, when he saw Qinglong, Yan Chuan was happy. He was about to step forward, but he paused and stopped. After all, he was possessed by someone else, and Qinglong didn't know him, and Yan Chuan didn't want Qinglong to know now.

Qinglong looked anxious at this moment. Soon, Qinglong stopped and exhaled secretly.

The green dragon fell next to a small lake.

There is a big willow tree next to the small lake. Under the roots of the willow tree, a boy of five or six years old is curling.

The boy looked extremely thin, staring at Xiaohu alone, dazed.

"Young Master, you're so good here. We've been looking for you for a long time!" Qinglong immediately stepped forward and said.

The little boy looked at Qinglong: "Uncle Qinglong, has my mother come out?"

Qinglong's face froze and said, "It's soon, it's soon, the princess will come out soon. Don't you see the princess once a year?"

The little boy shed tears in grievance: "Little fat, Xiao Ganzi, they all said I am a bastard, why don't I have a father? They said my mother is a bad woman, so they were locked up by the Emperor of Heaven!"

Qinglong immediately squatted down.

"Young master, don't cry. The princess was not locked up, but the princess voluntarily. At that time, the bad guys wanted to force the princess to kill you. The princess would rather die than be imprisoned for five hundred years before giving birth to you! The princess is the best mother in the world. The princess has been pregnant with you for hundreds of years and has withstood the pressure for hundreds of years before giving birth to you! Don't listen to them talking nonsense." Qinglong immediately comforted.

"Then do I have a father? Why do they say I am a wild breeder!" the little boy said crying.

"Of course you have a father. Your father is still a great man. When your father was there, the Taoist Lord Youyue and the Lord Bad Moon could only kneel down and beg for mercy in front of your father. Your father is so awesome!" Qinglong wiped the little boy's tears and said.

"Is that true! Then why didn't my father come to me? Xiaopang and the others say that I am a wild breeder every day!" the little boy cried.

"Your father is doing something big, he will come and pick you up. Xiaopang and the others won't play with you, and there are four of us uncles! Haha, let's ride a big horse for you, okay!" Qinglong immediately coaxed.

"Yeah!" The little boy wiped his tears and laughed.

"when!"

At this moment, a huge bell rang out in the distance when the rays of light surged into the sky.

Qinglong's face suddenly changed.

"Oh no, uncle is going back. When you go back tonight, uncle will ride a horse for you! Later, you can go back early!" Qinglong said.

The little boy pouted and nodded.

Qinglong flew away quickly with a hint of anxiety.

But not far away, on a small slope, Yan Chuan suddenly felt mixed emotions. Looking at the little boy whose tears were not dry, it seemed that his breathing was much faster.

After Qinglong left, the little boy hugged his knees sadly, looking at the shimmering little lake, thinking about something alone.

Yan Chuan took a deep breath and walked slowly over.

"Who are you? Are you here to play with me?" The little boy looked at Yan Chuan curiously.

"I'm passing by here, what's your name?" Yan Chuan asked with a smile as much as possible.

"My name is Yan Dongen! Uncle, who are you?" The child said angrily.m

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