V2.Chapter 720

"Age..." Di Xing's facial expression became more and more strange, and even the dragon's love was also a speechless expression.

Cloud dance has been practiced for many years, and now it has been cultivated to a level that no one can match. Their appearance has always been kept at the youngest and most beautiful time. They can't tell how old they are.

After thinking about it for a long time, long Qing AI selectively ignored the previous question and said, "my mother has been in China for a long time. As for her age Mother has already cultivated to the highest level. It's hard to say about age. "

After saying this, her eyes also fell on the flower on the stranger.

It's not that she's stupid, but she's a stranger in front of her. Whether it's her appearance or her skeleton, she's only in her twenties. What's the relationship between cloud dance and other ancestors?

But she also had a strange feeling of blood connection in her heart.

Is it possible that the person in front of me is the daughter of cloud dance and dragon evil?

At that time, she had no idea that this young woman was her grandmother.

However, this is all later.

On the street flower smell speech, show Zheng Leng for a moment, on the surface of the year-round maintenance of the cold also no longer exist, two hands tremble violently, in the wood faintly flash some water meaning.

It's not that she is too fragile, but cloud dance is after all the existence that she would rather have her soul dissipated in her previous life, and would certainly like to protect it. After a hundred years of time, now that she really gets the news of her daughter, how can she not be excited?

At the moment, she did not care about anything. Her hands tightly grasped the slender shoulder of Longqing love, and her eyes were burning at her, "where is she now?"

She could hardly restrain her passionate emotion. The hand on the shoulder of longqingai was still shaking gently.

Being looked at with such eager eyes by the stranger, Longqing love was not angry for half a minute. Lenglengleng replied: "Mom and dad have gone to travel together, and they will come back once a year."

In order to pass this long and boring day, she and Longqing love to travel around the world all year round.

The hand of the stranger flower pressing on the shoulder of long qingai suddenly loosed, and her eyes swept over the pretty face of long qingai, together with di Xing Di Yan on one side, also glanced at it. Then she took back her sight and murmured in a low voice: "if she has a good life, it is good."

Di Yan raised his small face, which was not big enough to slap her. "What's the relationship between you and my grandmother?"

The flower on the stranger looked at this small person in front of her, her eyes gradually secluded and far away, "I am the mother of cloud dance."

After a pause, she added softly, "an incompetent mother."

This was like a thunderbolt from the blue, and the three of them looked at the flowers on the street, which were only 20 years old in front of them, and completely petrified on the spot.

Well, what's going on here?

……

In the heart of Di Long's family, the husband and wife are shocked to return to the villa.

All the four old men who had retired from the four families were called in, and di Xing explained the situation to them.

After hearing about the origin of moshang flower, the four old men were all shocked and speechless. They all looked up and down with strange eyes.

Although moshanghua is young now, the memory of two previous lives is barely hundreds of years old, which is even older than the four old men in front of them.