When Lan Jing heard Lan Qingyu's words, he felt like he was struck by lightning. Isn't this his Ruobing?

When did she become my daughter?!

Lan Jing suddenly felt as if his head had exploded and it was aching. His mind was fuzzy, as if a cloud of fog had accumulated. Suddenly, a ray of light flashed and appeared in the fog, completely dispelling the fog in his mind.

Familiar memories were injected into his mind again. Lan Jing stood there in a daze, feeling extremely complicated for a moment.

Especially when he looked at the girl in front of him who looked 90% similar to Ruo Bing, his mood became even more complicated.

Their daughter Lan Qingze had left them when she was still a baby, and their son Lan Qingze was only two years old. Time had passed so quickly, their son and daughter had grown up, but they had fallen to this point...

He had been on the battlefield of gods and demons for seventeen years, facing countless dangers, but he had always persevered, and in the blink of an eye, everything had changed.

Lan Jing opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment. He looked at his children carefully and was extremely satisfied. It was a pity that the whole family was there except her!

Lan Jing glanced around the room and saw her white-haired father and strong and heroic brother, but she was the only one missing!

"Father!" Lan Jing woke up immediately. His father had grown old. He was no longer as energetic and handsome as he used to be. His temples were now covered with white hair, and wrinkles had left traces of time on his face.

No, people who practice cultivation age more slowly.

Seeing those cloudy yet shrewd eyes, Lan Jing felt that he had missed a lot.

Not only children, but also parents and brothers...

"Oh!" Lan Zhenxiao was extremely excited. After he was infected with the memory-eroding Gu, he never hoped that he could hear Lan Jing call him father again. Now that the memory-eroding Gu was removed, he could actually still hear Lan Jing call him father.

All these years of hard work and longing really mean nothing at this moment.

"Father, I'm sorry!" Even though he had thousands of words to say, at this moment, Lan Jing only had one word: I'm sorry!

I'm sorry to my father, I'm sorry to my children, and even more sorry to my younger brother Lan Zheng.

Lan Zhenxiao and Lan Zheng's eyes were red. It is said that men don't shed tears easily, but they do when they are heartbroken.

This is indeed true.

The father and son had not seen each other for many years, and when they met they could not communicate normally. It was thought that Lan Jing had lost his memory, but now it seems that nothing has changed. Lan Jing is still Lan Jing, it's just that time has passed too long, as if a thousand years.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!" Lan Zhenxiao originally thought that he should scold Lan Jing harshly for being unfilial, but when he thought about Lan Jing being alone in the battlefield of gods and demons, he felt distressed. Now that he is back, everything is over.

The father and son gave each other a strong hug and patted each other on the back. Then Lan Jing hugged Lan Zheng again, "Brother, I am sorry for you. Thank you for your hard work..."

"Third brother, as long as you are safe and sound, I won't feel any hardship!" Lan Zheng rushed in and hugged Lan Jing excitedly, saying excitedly.

……

After a long while, when everyone had calmed down, Lan Jing looked at his two children.

"Ze'er, Yu'er, you have grown up. How did you get through these years? It's your father's fault. I missed the days when you grew up. Your childhood lacked the love of your parents..."

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