The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Bai Lian stood outside the door, his body motionless, but the heart-wrenching cries of the little cub inside the house were like sharp knives piercing his heart. His face became paler and paler, bloodless, just like the remaining snow in winter.

The space in the spiritual realm began to turbulently change, like the sea surface encountered by violent storms.

The valley of Qiangji Mountain has been waiting for the arrival of cubs since its inception.

Every blade of grass, every stream and every stone in the valley carries deep expectations for the little cub. For a long time, it stood quietly, just waiting for the little cub to appear. For Bai Lian, if the little cub no longer needs him, then his existence seems to have lost its meaning.

478, who was closely bound to him, keenly noticed the strange changes in Bai Lian.

It widened its "eyes" in shock, staring at Bai Lian, its voice full of disbelief and anxiety:

"Boss, what are you going to do?"

478 could clearly feel that Bai Lian was destroying himself. His domain was like an ancient city eroded by time, slowly collapsing.

Looking back to the time when Bai Lian was chosen by the main system to carry out the mission, he was extremely determined and strongly requested to merge the Qiangji Valley with his own soul state.

Thanks to his efforts, after the Qiangji Valley was sealed, it was like a dormant warmth in his dantian.

Qiangji Mountain always maintains the same appearance as when the cub left. No scene or object has changed. Time has stopped at that moment, just waiting for its little master to return.

At this moment, Bai Lian looked at the little cub crying in Ming Yunqi's arms, and a rare feeling of regret arose in his heart.

Did I do something wrong? The little cub has already started a new life. Maybe I really shouldn't bother him with memories of the past. The light in Bai Lian's eyes has disappeared, and it's dark.

But his eyes were filled with greed as he stared at the little cub who was crying heartbrokenly.

Little cubs of this age should be held in the palm of their parents' hands, pampered and cared for in every way.

Bai Lian, who was always proud, actually felt a little frustrated at this moment. He slowly frowned, trying to hide the deep disappointment in his eyes. He looked at the little cub deeply again, and this look was full of endless attachment and reluctance. Then, he turned around and prepared to leave quietly.

At this moment, the little cub, who was hugging Ming Yunqi tightly and crying uncontrollably, raised his eyes inadvertently. At that moment, he caught a glimpse of the familiar white corner of clothes flashing through the gap of the door. Ming Jiang, who was originally hiccuping, suddenly showed a look of confusion on his face.

Is that Uncle Xiaobai?

But why did this figure make him feel so familiar, as if he had been with her for a long time. The cub, immersed in this inexplicable thought, gradually stopped crying. He sobbed, holding the fluffy little tail tightly in his hand. The little black rabbit, who was originally sleeping soundly beside Ming Jiang's pillow, was also picked up by Ming Yunqi and gently put into Ming Jiang's arms.

Ming Jiang carefully pinched the little tail with one hand, and held the confused little black rabbit steadily with the other hand. The fluffy touch, coupled with the familiar warm breath of the father, made the trembling little body gradually calm down under Ming Yunqi's gentle comfort.

He stared blankly in the direction where the white piece of clothing disappeared. In a trance, he seemed to see the white shadow that always accompanied him in his dream.

In an instant, those memories that had been forgotten in the corner of time surged into his mind like a tide.

When he was born, those hands gently held him up. Under the care of those hands, he waved his hands in the air and made clear giggles. There were also those gentle calls:

"Baby, wake up and open your mouth~"

When in danger, that anxious voice sounded in my ears:

"Baby, run! The farther the better";

And the desperate cry: "Baby~Don't..."

Ming Jiang felt mixed emotions when he heard these affectionate calls. The blurred figure in his memory gradually became clearer in these calls. It was Uncle Bai Lian whom he had met yesterday.

The little black ball in Ming Jiang's palm, as black as a ball of carbon, seemed to have exhausted all its strength and fell asleep. Ming Jiang hurriedly hugged it tightly, and then raised his anxious eyes to look at Ming Yunqi, who had always been caring and worried about him, and asked anxiously: "Daddy, where is Uncle Bai Lian?"

When Ming Yunqi heard Ming Jiang mention Bai Lian, a barely perceptible dark color and uneasiness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Looking at the cub's current appearance, he knew in his heart that Ming Jiang might have recalled some memories of his previous life. Looking at Ming Jiang, who looked anxious and a little guilty, Ming Yunqi sighed helplessly, reached out his hand, gently touched Ming Jiang's little head, and said softly,

"Uncle Bai Lian has something to do and has to leave first. If you want to see Uncle Bai, you may have to wait until tomorrow when Uncle Bai takes up his post at our house. Can you see Uncle Bai tomorrow?"

"Okay," the little cub sobbed back.

It is not appropriate for Uncle Bai to see me in this miserable state.

Ming Jiang nestled in Ming Yunqi's arms and put the little black ball that had been rolled into a rabbit cake back.

Ming Jiang sat in Ming Yunqi's arms lazily and didn't want to move.

Meanwhile, the Bai Mansion was in an uproar because the owner suddenly announced that he would "dissolve the contract with them".

For a moment, Bai Lian's courtyard was surrounded by panicked Wu people.

But no matter how they begged, no matter what means they used,

Bai Lian never showed up in front of them again.

"Master, what the hell is going on? How can you suddenly say no and abandon us?"

"Be careful, there are ears on the other side of the wall. You may have forgotten the master's methods."