Lan Qingyu fell rapidly from Qinglong's back, her clothes fluttering as she descended from the sky, carried slightly by the gentle breeze.

The cold face broke the ice when he saw the man with his eyes closed in Lan Xusheng's arms.

In her moon-like eyes there shone a faint light of water and a sparkling, crystal clear teardrop. Lan Qingyu suddenly felt as if her legs were filled with lead. She stood still, unable to move an inch.

This man has a very handsome face, and it is undeniable that he looks almost the same as Mo Yao.

My brother looks very much like him, at least 80% similar.

But his face was full of vicissitudes of life, and the fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were particularly glaring.

In Lan Qingyu's memory, there is no trace of his father and mother. He has no memory of his parents in either past or present life.

But the moment she heard that Lan Jing was in trouble, Lan Qingyu felt that her heart was empty. It had nothing to do with her body or soul. Even if she returned to her body in her previous life, Lan Qingyu felt that the man with his eyes closed in front of her was her father.

This is my father, my only father.

Lan Xusheng raised his eyes and looked at Lan Qingyu who was standing there. He sighed deeply, "Cousin, come and see your father. He is your real biological father."

Lan Qingyu twitched the corners of his mouth, but still did not move. He still stood there, motionless.

Ling Yunzhi sighed. No one could accept such a thing.

They haven't seen each other since childhood, so it's impossible not to be sad when they meet under such circumstances.

But what is the current situation? Ling Yunzhi thought that they should give Lan Qingyu time to digest this problem.

Therefore, Ling Yunzhi drove them all away and kept them far away, including Lan Xusheng, who was pulled away by Ling Yunzhi. Lan Xusheng was unwilling to go at first.

Ling Yunzhi just said one sentence: "I know you are Lan Qingyu's cousin, but Lan Xusheng, you have to give them some time alone together."

Of course, Ling Yunzhi now doesn’t know that Lan Xusheng used the family secret method to imprison Lan Jing’s life at the moment of death.

Lan Xusheng really needed to rest after performing the secret technique, so after thinking about it, he gently put Lan Jing's body down, then sighed, walked to Lan Qingyu's side, and said softly: "Cousin, Second Uncle is fine for now. I used the family secret technique to temporarily save Second Uncle's life. Don't worry, you just need to heal Second Uncle's injuries. To cancel the secret technique, we can only go back. It's too dangerous here."

Lan Xusheng patted Lan Qingyu on the shoulder, shook his head, and walked away.

After everyone left, Lan Qingyu walked step by step to Lan Jing's side, looking at Lan Jing without blinking, and sizing him up and down.

Then he squatted down, sat on the stone, picked up Lan Jing's head, and gently placed it on his thighs.

Then Lan Qingyu looked at Lan Jing carefully, and sure enough, he looked like the father in his dream.

Lan Qingyu watched quietly, without blinking, with a hint of sadness lingering around him.

In this dark battlefield of gods and demons, his father actually lived there for seventeen years, seventeen full years.

Lan Qingyu's tears flowed out instantly, dripping drop by drop on Lan Jing's forehead. After Lan Qingyu noticed it, she wiped away her tears clumsily.

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