Chapter 143 About Her Sheng Yuan, lying on the ground, remained unmoved. It was not that he did not want to move, but... he suddenly realized that he could not move! From the moment he agreed to follow the woman out for some unknown reason, everything began to develop in an uncontrollable direction. For some reason, he had only seen this woman a few times, but no matter each time, whenever he saw her, some indescribable complex emotions would always arise in his heart. Accompanied by a dull headache, Sheng Yuan could only distinguish the word guilt from those complex emotions. Until this most recent meeting, a hint of anger unexpectedly appeared among those complicated emotions. Is he mad at her? This is nonsense! They don't even know each other, why is he angry with this woman? It seems like an unsolvable problem. From feeling unwell, to vaguely sensing the direction, to rushing here involuntarily, to that quick glance down the corridor, to the shame, anger and shame when he saw the child in her arms, all kinds of strange and nonsensical emotions filled his mind, trapped his thinking, and made it difficult to think deeply about these things. Until... I saw the woman, holding the child, go to meet a young man.
The two of them were chatting in the room, the child was laughing on the bed, and from a distance, everything seemed to be peaceful and quiet. In his entire life, he had been an upright person, but this was the first time he acted stealthily. He hid in the corner of the alley, not daring to come out or see anyone. All he could think about was the peaceful and happy times they had spent together as a girl, the boy, and the child. Perhaps it was from that time that a touch of jealousy was added to the complex emotions in his heart. He admitted that he had fled, and took the opportunity to look for Zhou Ling while the woman was somewhere else. He has lived too long, and the stories about Hengyue and the Hengyue Sword in her hand that people still alive today know basically only from hearsay. But he is different. He has lived from that era to the present. When he was young, he had a very good personal relationship with Hengyue and was one of her few friends in this world. Therefore, he knew more about Hengyue and her sword than others. To remind Zhou Ling of this matter was a serious matter in his heart. No matter how complicated his mentality was at the moment and how disturbed he was by the girl's mother, he had to finish the business. But who would have thought that just when the important matter was settled, the person who disturbed his mind suddenly appeared and caught him red-handed! This was one of the few conversations they had. Sheng Yuan didn't understand what he was thinking at this moment. He only knew that when facing this woman, he inexplicably wanted to obey every word she said. If he were to look for the reason, he would ask himself and find that the reason was very simple: it was to avoid making the woman angry! Following her all the way and looking at her angry back, the complicated emotions in Sheng Yuan's heart were rising to the peak. Until the two of them really started fighting, the complicated emotions that were blocking his heart disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared. His life was coming to an end. Looking back on the past thousands of years, he seemed to have devoted himself only to cultivation and his responsibilities to the sect. He worked diligently and guarded the sect for thousands of years, but he had never thought about getting married and having children to continue his bloodline. There is something special about their family's bloodline; it cannot be broken and can only be passed down. Originally, the responsibility of this inheritance was his, until his younger brother was born, and he no longer had to take on this responsibility. Having lived for so long, he was happy and relaxed without the responsibility of passing on bloodline. In his life, he had never married or had children, but that did not mean he was ignorant of love between men and women. In the past thousands of years, he had never fallen in love with any woman in this world, but now, what happened to him? No matter how dumb he was, he knew that something was not right with him at the moment. This complicated feeling, perhaps, is because he is in love?
Nothing could be stranger than this. He fell in love with the mother of his child, a person he had only met a few times. She hit him, but he didn't fight back and let her hit him. Occasionally, when he saw that her attack posture was not right, or her thinking was lacking, he would patiently teach her how to perform more wonderful sword moves and magic. She didn't speak very fluently, but her mind was clear. She realized that I wanted to teach her a lesson, and her face became obviously angrier, and her attacks were even more chaotic and unpredictable. At that moment, Sheng Yuan seemed to know where he was wrong. He didn't dare to move and allowed the other party to knock him down. In the previous fight, although the two were fighting, there was no obvious close combat or inappropriate behavior. But now that he had fallen to the ground, he was considered to have surrendered, but the woman had no intention of letting him go. Instead, he threw away the sword in his hand, ran towards him viciously, sat on his waist, and punched him in the face. It was okay to hit him in the face with a fist, because he had been praised for his beauty all his life, and he knew himself very well. No matter who it was, no one would be able to hit him in the face. Not to mention, his current cultivation level and strong body were not something that a weak woman could hurt with a few punches. What horrified him was that if he was slapped in the face, he would be slapped in the face. How could the other party ride on him? This fight was not held in private. Many Ice Domain Sect disciples were watching, and her daughter was also watching. How could she, how could she... Sheng Yuan tried to push her away in panic, until a warm tear fell on his face. she cried. A tear that seemed weightless, when it fell on his face, seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. His vision gradually blurred, and the hands he raised to push people fell down weakly. Certain scenes seemed to flash before my eyes, like a cursory glance at a flower, hidden in the clouds and fog, and no longer clear enough to be seen. "Don't pretend to be dead!" I could vaguely hear the woman's angry shout. In fact, Sheng Yuan really wanted to open his eyes and tell her that he was not pretending to be dead, that something was not right with him now, and if things went wrong, he might really die, after all, his life span was limited. But he couldn't open his eyes or even lift a finger. Zhou Ling forgot how he moved from outside the field to inside and held his mother's hand. She only saw that everyone seemed to be in a panic, saw people coming and going in a hurry, and saw Master Ye being invited over to check on the condition of the big boss who had fallen to the ground. Since learning the identity of that big boss, Zhou Ling also remembered that her master once told her that this big boss had lived too long and had exceeded the lifespan limit of a normal cultivator. It's the kind of super bomb that can be talking to you normally in the last second, but may die in the next second. If you see him, be respectful to him, but don't get close to him. After all, who can predict that you might be talking to him one second and then be blamed for the fact that he suddenly hangs up the next second? This big guy, this ancestor, is someone that even the master keeps his distance from! But now... her mother, what did her mother do? Her mother was beaten to death! Zhou Ling's tears rolled down her cheeks, and she didn't even have time to cover her face. She cried without hesitation for a second.
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