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Chapter 1722:Blood Ties

A small village, all living in Xiao Yu's deceased, and the descendants of these people.

The wind dance and Mo's departure first appeared, followed by Ye Jiu's dome, the fox girl, the Han guo, the linguist, the night unknown...

One familiar face appeared, when I saw Xiao Yue's blood scales and other people, each had tears in his eyes.

They gathered around the ground, attracting a group of future generations in the village to watch, thinking that what big people had come.

"20,000 years, you have gone to 20,000 years, you are really hard!"Ye Jiu did not carry tears and gave Xiao Yu a hug.

“Are you... little black and white?”The wind dance looked at the two young girls behind, and there was a moment of surprise, obviously not very dare to believe.

“Dance aunt!”

The two little boys who had grown up also cried and jumped into the wind and danced.

“Come back, just come back!”Moli's horn has a few more white hairs, he does not have so many words, just tightly holding the blood scales and Mo Yu's hands.

Blood scales and moths are choked in the throat, this situation is not a word can not say.

After many years of leaving, it is said that there are people in this world who can be called their relatives, that is, the wind and dance are not separated, and Linglong.

At the beginning of the reincarnation hall, they lived together for a period of years, when the little black and white were still wearing open pants, as if they were never growing, causing everyone to have a headache, and now looking back, everything is like yesterday.

The small village was lively, and a group of children, large and small, were called to come forward to salute Xiao Yu and blood scales.

Even the little black and white, in front of the descendants of these deceased people, have become the characters of the ancestors.Several people are not very interesting, have shot, with the Supreme cultivation, for a group of descendants in the village to wash the flesh.

“Where is my father and mother?”After a chill, Xiao Yu asked his parents, he did not use the divine mind to find, in the small village and these dead people, he just wanted to be an ordinary human.

"The two old men have been waiting for you every day to return, and since you are back, you should go and see them."Mo sighed, even Ye Jiu do not help but feel sad.

He also has a generation of descendants, naturally clear the taste of parents, Xiao Yu's parents are waiting for Xiao Yu to return for 20,000 years, although their descendants will also Xiao Wantian as their elders to respect, but how can they make up for the blood?

In a word, Xiao Yu was a little sad, he nodded, asked his parents where he was, and then went to the village alone.

There is a bamboo forest behind the village, which seems unusually quiet.The footsteps felt incredibly heavy.

Soon before, several grass huts appeared in the bamboo forest, Xiao Yu did not come close, he stood there, and the footsteps could no longer go out.

Now it is deep winter, the snow is floating, and the green bamboo forest is dyed white.There was a small courtyard in front of several huts, and there was a snowman in the courtyard, isolated in the wind and snow.

A woman, careful before the snowman, added snow to the snowman.

“Are you making a snowman again?”A helpless sigh, although still great, the hair has been pale from the house, and the woman was clothed with a coat.

The woman smiled back and said, “When Yu was a child, she liked to build snowmen.”In the past, when the other children had things, the feathers had nothing, the other children of the Lin family were unusually grand every year, but the feathers were born every year, but I could not give him anything.

The woman's eyes with memories, the corner of the mouth with a gratifying smile, said: "But Yuer from childhood, in order to make me feel at ease, told me that he likes to build snowmen, told me he does not want anything, as long as I accompany him every year to build a snowman."Every year, as long as he approaches his birthday and catches up with the snow, I will build a snowman with him."

Listening to Xiao Yu’s eyes, it was already wet.

That was how many years ago, when he was still in the Lin family, when he was still young, he did not even recover the memory of his previous life, and he did not want to have now gone past 20,000 years, Lin Yuluo still clearly remembered the things of his youth.

"I have not taken care of you, and those years have made you suffer."Apologize in his eyes.

Lin Yuli gently shook his head and smiled, “Now I think back, but I don’t feel bitter, at least that day, Yuer can be around me for a long time, and now it is snowy day, I don’t know if he has left for so long, and who will build a snowman for him?”

Although Xiao Wantian knew that his wife was thinking of her son, he did not know how to comfort him, and could only hold the gentle shoulder of Lin Yu in silence and accompany him in the snow.

“Father, mother!”Xiao Yu could no longer bear it, red eyes, and cried loudly.

What nine days supreme, what invincible all over the world, at this moment, is not as good as this blood thicker than the love of water.

“Do you think I heard the voice of the boy?”Lin Yu was soft, as if he did not dare to believe his ears, and looked up at Xiao Wantian.

"You're thinking too much."Xiao Wantian shook his head, although he also seemed to hear Xiao Yu's voice, but he himself, how could he not hang his son day and night?

“Father, mother, it’s me, and the boy is back!”

Xiao Yu with tears, running in the snow, this moment he seems to have no cultivation, just a most ordinary ordinary person, flying when the snow splash.

“It’s really a chore!”The tears in Lin Yu's eyes suddenly fell like rain, and despite everything, the long dress also ran to Xiao Yu, Xiao Wantian was also in it, closely followed.

In the past, a cross-border Xiao Yu, now this short dozens of feet, but like running thousands of reincarnations.

He flew to his parents, knelt down heavily, and choked: "Father, mother, dude, can't stay with you, let you wait for so many years!"

He lived for hundreds of thousands of years, did not kneel, did not kneel, let him kneel, only parents!

“Son, wake up.”Lin Yu soft and Xiao Wantian rushed to pick up Xiao Yu, Lin Yue's tears were like a spring, reaching out to gently caress Xiao Yu's cheeks, as if to see how much he had changed in the past two thousand years, his eyes on his face, could not be moved away.

Although Xiao Wantian was only standing aside, he also turned his head and secretly wiped the tears in the corner of his eyes.

“Over the years, you have not changed, father and mother, but they are old.”Lin Yu saw that Xiao Yu's face had left no traces of years and showed a smile.

Close, Xiao Yu saw that the forest rain on the soft head has long been silky white hair, and the corner of the eye has already appeared wrinkles.Looking back, my hair is white.

His parents had no cultivation, he forcibly used holy medicine to renew their lives for thousands of years, it was rare, and the white-clothed master was here again, and for them to continue again, had reached the limit, and both of them began to grow old.

"Mother, you and your father will not be old, I will let you live with the heavens and the earth, with the sun and the moon!" 」Xiao Yu extended his hand and touched the soft hair of the forest rain.

In the blink of an eye, the long hair of Lin Yuliu has been shiny, and the blink of an eye has become black and bright, and the wrinkles in the corners of the eyes have disappeared in an instant, making her return to her original appearance when she was young.

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