No ridged valley.

In the early morning, there was a cold wind blowing through, causing a piece of green bamboo to float, and the green leaves on the branches to rustle.

Lengjian White Fox sat under the eaves, watching the bamboo forest move with the wind. Not far away, there was a figure in gray clothes, busy in a peach blossom forest.

On a whim, Tan Xiaomei wanted to collect peach blossoms and try making peach blossom wine.

Life in Wuling Valley is very peaceful. It is like a paradise. Except for the two of you, there are no other people to disturb you.

Tan Xiaomei, Yu Pu, while taking care of Leng Jian Baihu's injury, would also read some books in the study.

Just like yesterday, she suddenly saw a recipe for brewing wine from an ancient book, and wanted to try out whether she had this skill.

Therefore, there is today's scene.

Lengjian Baihu... Of course he didn't stop him and wanted to support him, but after being stopped from helping on the grounds that he was "injured and not healed", he could only watch like this.

However, Lengjian Baihu liked this kind of life very much, being able to look at his mother and live with her.

This almost dreamed of life gave him an indescribable peace of mind after being immersed in hatred for more than 20 years.

In the memory of the past, such carefree days without unnecessary troubles seemed to only exist before the murderous murder.

There is no longer a nightmare of family extermination that has been repeated for many years. There is no longer hatred in my mind all the time. My long-lost mother is by my side.

During this period of time that was almost like a dream, although the two did not recognize each other, they cherished the time spent together every day to reunite their family.

Only by experiencing suffering can we know how much we yearn for such ordinary days and want to protect this beauty.

For a few moments, Leng Jian Baihu felt that the current life was like a dream after a long ordeal.

It is even very possible that I will wake up from it at some unknown time.

Every time he saw his mother busy for him, Leng Jian Baihu's heart couldn't help but want to soften.

And whenever this moment comes, a familiar voice that has been in my heart for more than ten years rings in my ears.

‘Lengjian Baihu, you have only one relative in this world, and that’s me!

Besides me, if you have other relatives, you must not recognize them.

If you admit it, no matter who the other person is, they will die because of you!’

Whenever he thought of these words, Leng Jian Bai Hu couldn't help but break out in cold sweat all over his body. His heart, which was almost addicted to the time together, also returned to indifference at this time.

Even if I see my mother's gloomy look and no matter how much reluctance and distress I feel in my heart, I will restrain the excess emotions as soon as possible.

This kind of reaction is not because Lengjian Baihu doesn't want to believe in the safety of Wuling Valley.

As a person with a token, he once visited this place in his spare time without telling Tan Xiaomei and became familiar with its layout.

This is a place with many magical formations, making it as impregnable as a paradise.

The formations on the only way are just like what Yun Xiangfeng said before leaving.

Without a token, outsiders cannot come in at all. At most, they will return to the same place just by walking.

If you want to force your way in, the killing array hidden in the beautiful surroundings will be activated until the beings inside are surrounded and killed.

The reason why Lengjian White Fox knew this was because he had tried it on some captured prey, and almost all of them died with no bones left, which was very dangerous.

As for Yun Xiangfeng's words, the effect was not immediate.

But during the few days he spent with Tan Xiaomei, he dreamed back in the middle of the night, repeatedly shaking Leng Jian Baihu's heart.

Even though I knew I couldn't do this, I still couldn't help but compromise a little.

And the longer they spend time with Tan Xiaomei, the more they develop a tacit understanding between mother and son.

For example, Leng Jian Bai Hu, the mother who has not yet said anything.

Now we are talking about Xiaomei, no longer obsessed with whether we recognize each other or not.

Because there is no mother in the world who loves her children who cannot recognize the child she gave birth to after working hard for ten months.

In the past twenty years of confinement, in the face of the longing for the child, and during this period of time, the love and hatred in my heart for Heaven and Su Rouyun have gradually declined.

Tan Xiaomei understood one thing, as long as Aiko is by her side, there is no need to worry too much about a verbal address.

And Leng Jian Baihu, why is he still unwilling to believe Yun Xianfeng under such circumstances?

Very simple.

Lengjian Baihu doesn't dare to gamble.

The person who wants to deal with his mother has many opportunities for trial and error, but he only has one mother.

They had been separated for many years because of the Perak Gate massacre, and now their mother has finally escaped from confinement and has experienced hardships and joys.

I must never have my mother's life threatened again because of my decision.

Leng Jian Baihu believed in that person and found a way to fulfill his promise, and in the martial arts world, nothing could be hidden from him.

Once the reunion between himself and Tan Xiaomei, mother and son is exposed, that person will definitely find a way to get rid of him.

The only thing Leng Jian Baihu feels lucky about is that he was rescued here by Yun Xiangfeng after he was seriously injured and fell into coma.

Regarding this point, even if the person asked him, he would just attribute his disappearance during this period of time to recuperating from his injuries.

If you can hide it for a while, hide it for a while longer.

"Father..."

A trace of sadness flashed in Leng Jian Bai Hu's eyes, looking at the bamboo sea that had returned to calm.

The remaining green leaves were still flying, and by chance a bamboo leaf fell from the branch and stopped in the palm of his outstretched hand.

It reminded Leng Jian Baihu of the place where he had lived for more than ten years, and there was a bamboo forest like this.

He recalled that the white-haired old man in his memory also took him back to the coma after the Perak Gate was destroyed, taught martial arts, loved and cared for him no less than his biological parents.

When he was young, Leng Jian Baihu didn't understand the meaning of those words.

And now, he is also not sure whether his adoptive father has always known about Tan Xiaomei's death, so he said this...

Many questions pop up in my mind, and I can't think of an answer yet.

Leng Jian Baihu feels that no matter whether the final result is good or bad, it will be revealed due to the arrival of that period of the future.

Only then will everything be decided.

…

In the blink of an eye, several days have passed in Wulang Valley.

Leng Jian Baihu's injury gradually improved to a point where it would no longer affect his actions, allowing him to make a decision in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, he found Tan Xiaomei, who was working as a female celebrity.

For a moment, a smile full of surprise appeared on that beautiful face that still had a faint mark on it.

This smile lasted until she saw Leng Jian Bai Hu's expression clearly.
Chapter completed!