Chapter 2467

Deep in the rain forest, a waterfall hundreds of feet high is magnificent and surrounded by mountains and green trees. The surging river tide falls from the sky and hits the lake with great impact. The sound tide rumbles day and night, and the fog envelops it, just like a fairyland. At the place where the waterfall hit the lake, there was a strange stone, ten meters long, like a dormant old turtle. There was a young child sitting on the strange stone, naked, resisting the violent wave of falling. Although he looks only five or six years old, his waist is straight and motionless, and his tight body clearly shows the lines of muscles.

This waterfall is 100 feet high and 40 or 50 meters wide. When the turbulent water falls 100 feet, it will form a very terrible impact. Normal martial arts people may not be able to carry it. A five or six-year-old child is motionless?

Qin Ming came out of the rain forest, stood under a vigorous old tree and looked at the strong and experienced boy under the waterfall in the distance.

"Dad, there's a child there." Qin Lan's curious eyes flickered and pointed to the Pentium waterfall in the distance. He could feel the power of the waterfall falling hundreds of feet across the distance. The child sat inside like a statue and resisted the constant impact.

Qin Ming looked at the boy. His shaking eyes gathered spiritual power, saw through the waterfall and clearly saw the boy's face. At this moment, his heart trembled slightly, and a strange feeling sprang up in his body. Is... Is he?

The boy didn't notice that someone was approaching, biting his teeth and strongly resisting the waterfall, but after all, he was too young to bear it. His body shook slightly and lost control immediately. He was blown into the lake by the roaring waterfall. His body churned violently, rolled out far by the vortex and rushed to the bottom of the lake.

Qin Ming subconsciously was about to rush over, but the lake suddenly burst into a heavy green awn. The boy waved his blue energy wings and crashed into the lake and rushed high into the sky. He breathed heavily, but he was not embarrassed. His strong body was covered with cyan lines, like a fresh force of life, conditioning his weak body, and his spirit recovered rapidly.

The boy slowed down in the air for a while, waved his blue wings, dived upside down, sat down on the strange stone again, spread his blue wings, stubbornly straightened up carrying the surging waves, and sat down with his teeth again. The cyan print on the body also gradually disappeared, and no trace could be seen.

"Dad, who is he?" Qin LAN is interested. The little doll has wings. Is it an elf?

"He is..." Qin Ming opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

"Shall we say hello?"

"Can you go?" Qin Ming whispered.

"Why not? I'll go." Qin LAN left Qin Ming's shoulder, smiled and was about to fly over, but at this time, the fog around them suddenly increased and shrouded them. Everything around them became blurred, and the visibility was less than five meters.

A figure in red gradually appeared in the fog and stopped in front of him: "you shouldn't have come here!"

The petals are dancing, the red clothes are like blood, the buried flowers are beautiful, proud and indifferent, and refuse people thousands of miles. Although she is practicing in isolation, a wisp of soul remains here to guard the children and guard against Qin's life. But unexpectedly, Qin Ming came here with a hidden breath. If it hadn't been for the subtle energy fluctuation at that moment, she might not have found him now.

"Hello, little sister." Qin LAN waved a small hand to say hello, but obediently returned to Qin Ming's shoulder.

"What's his name?" Qin Ming felt a strange feeling in his heart. Since the buried flowers were guarding here, the boy should be. That's... My child... I Qin Ming has a child?

"It's been so long to bury flowers. Do you want to guard against me?"

"Please get out of here, now!" the tone of the funeral flower was cold.

"I have said what I should say many times. There are some mistakes between us, but the child is not! I hope I can guard him grow up with you, and I hope you can accompany me. No one will criticize you, no one will look down on you, and they will only bless." Qin Ming wants to hug the buried flower, but the ice in her eyes cools and clearly alerts him.

"Please leave!" the buried flower warned again.

"There are some unhappiness between us, but if you give me a chance, I can start pursuing you again, and I will try my best to do everything I can. Even if you don't think for yourself, at least think for your children. Now you can isolate him, three years, five years, ten years later, do you want to restrict him for a lifetime? When he grows up, he will naturally leave and look for himself Life experience, you can't trap him, and you can't hide it. Burying flowers, we can get along in another way. It's better for you, me and him than now. "

Qin Ming can understand the pride and self love of burying flowers. After all, the beginning between the two is a mistake, not how glorious. She closes herself and her children, which is more a kind of protection, but things have to be solved after all, and some things will be faced sooner or later.

Burying Hua looked at Qin Ming with an expressionless face and a cold tone: "I have nothing to do with you, whether before or in the future! He is my child and has nothing to do with you! If you entangle again, I will quit the Tiandao team immediately and disappear forever."

"Can't you give me a chance?"

"The Shura hall is being besieged by the imperial alliance, and the transformation of the black dragon is not out of danger. Are you still in the mood to talk about these?" the funeral flower tone was slightly cold and looked directly into Qin Ming's eyes: "no matter what you are thinking in your heart, I can give you a clear reply. You think too much!"

"Then when I see the child, I only say one word."

"Get out of here!" the voice of the buried flower suddenly mentioned.

"You can't stop me..."

"Then I'll kill him!" the funeral flower's eyes were cold and her voice was colder, but the soul thought shrouded in bloody flowers trembled slightly.

Qin Ming frowned and looked at the cold eyes of the buried flower.

"Leave!! immediately!!" burying flowers warned Qin Ming, but didn't want to say another word.

Qin Ming stood silently for a while, took two steps back, walked into the rain forest, and didn't look back. For a long time... Qin Lan's tender voice floated from the depths of the dense forest: "Dad... Did you cry?"

Burying flowers watched his back disappear into the rain forest and stopped for a long time. The fluttering petals did not know when they silently fell on the ground, scattered into spiritual light spots and fell into the grass.

"Mother, who's coming?" the boy in the waterfall left the strange stone and walked towards the dense fog. The surrounding environment was good, but the fog here was suddenly thick. It was likely that someone would disturb him and was stopped by his mother. Although he had been released to practice a few months ago, no matter where he went, he could not see any outsiders except the beasts who accompanied him. He was guarded by his mother's soul throughout the whole process. At the beginning, the freshness gradually faded, but there was still a trace of distress.

He really wants to see the real world outside, even if it's just a few "real" living people.

"Sit in the waterfall and continue to practice!"

"I've been practicing for more than ten days. Let's change it." the boy looked bitter. Although he worked hard, he was still a child after all.

"When can I stick to it for a day and a night, and then start the next step."

"Then I'll take a day off. I'm too tired."

"No!!"

"Who made you angry again? He always took it out on me." the boy pouted and walked back reluctantly, but without taking two steps, he suddenly said, "mother, why did you set up that grave again? Who is Qin Ming?"

"Practice!" the burying flower scolded severely.

"Is he alive or dead? Does he always bully you? Mother, wait. When I grow up, I'll clean him up for you!" the boy began to remember, in addition to the tree, the cocoon, then his mother, a grave that pops up from time to time, and the name on the grave.

"I let you practice!"

"Oh!" the boy walked silently to the waterfall and began to swear in his heart that when he became stronger, he would go to find that Qin Ming and beat him up so that you could bully my mother!

Burying flower closed her eyes, stood quietly for a long time, dispersed the thick fog, walked into the valley and continued to guard the boy's cultivation. She doesn't need any pity, let alone any love. She will be herself forever!