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Jiang Luo's face turned red and she wondered why. She didn't tell Fan Wujiu in order to punish him, and she didn't tell Huo Yancheng because... it was so fucking exciting!

And the reason why he didn't tell Huo Yancheng was because he didn't want him to think that he was schizophrenic.

He didn't even know what tricks Fan Wujiu was playing and whether it would affect Huo Yancheng. He didn't want to take the risk before he understood the matter clearly.

Seeing this, Qian Ling stepped forward and touched his head and said, "It is a great fortune for all the tribes to be favored by our Youlan tribe. So Xiaoluo, you don't need to have any psychological burden. As long as you like, you can do anything according to your heart."

Jiang Luo pursed his lips, with mixed feelings in his heart, and said: "Dad, I didn't hide it from him on purpose, I just want to know what he wants to do. Although Huo Yancheng knows nothing, before he split into Huo Yancheng, he must have known what Fan Wujiu wanted to do. I want to know what they want to do and why they split themselves into two people."

Qian Ling nodded slowly: "As long as you know what you want to do, Dad will always be behind you and support all your decisions."

Jiang Luo's lips curled up, and he said with sparkling eyes: "Thank you, Dad. I'm so happy. I didn't expect that I was your biological son. I finally have my own family."

Qian Ling stroked the top of his head with a warm smile on her face: "I actually wanted to tell you a long time ago, but my son, this is your calamity, I can't bear it for you. But the days without you really broke my heart. I didn't feel better until the day I found you."

Jiang Luo walked up to him, hugged him in his arms, kissed him gently on the face, and said distressedly: "The person who knows everything is the most painful. Dad, you have been wronged all these years."

Qian Ling shook her head: "I don't feel wronged. It's your father who feels wronged. I demolished a lot of his houses. I feel really sorry for him."

Jiang Luo was amused by him and said, "He seems to enjoy it. Father is really a good man. He can tolerate you destroying the family."

Qian Ling snorted coldly: "He deserves it. He is so stupid that he took so many years to find you!"

Jiang Luo said: "Actually, I can't blame him. Why do my DNA tests show that everyone has the same parent-child relationship?"

Qian Ling said: "This is the self-protection mechanism of our Youlan clan. We will choose the direction of protection according to the situation. But this can only be triggered once. Once it is discovered, it will bring disaster. But you are very lucky. Except for the unhappy family in the early stage, the people behind you are pretty good to you. But those people in the front will also get the retribution they deserve, so you don't have to worry."

Jiang Luo didn't care about their retribution. After all, he didn't love them, nor did he hate them.

It's just that they take the benefits they bring and treat themselves harshly. Even if they don't know anything, it is not an excuse for them to treat themselves like this.

Qian Ling added: "Now that we are together as father and son, you can do whatever you want in the future. I, your father, have no other abilities, but these hundreds of years of cultivation are not a joke. At least, I am a little better than the little Gu Ying beside you!"

Jiang Luo's eyes were full of stars. She thought that Gu Ying was already very strong, but she didn't expect Qian Ling to be so powerful as well?

Jiang Luo asked: "Dad, how old are you?"

Qian Ling thought for a moment and replied, "I can't remember clearly, but I'm probably less than a thousand years old! I usually say I'm a few hundred years old, so I can appear younger."

Jiang Luo: "...Okay, Dad!"

Qian Ling hit Jiang Luo on the forehead and pretended to be angry and said, "You little brat, you're asking for a fight."

Jiang Luo pouted, hugged Qian Ling and said coquettishly: "My dad is the most handsome. Besides, a thousand years of cultivation means he is powerful. There is a white snake named Bai Shuzhen who also cultivated for a thousand years. She is also very powerful and beautiful. But she is still not as beautiful as my dad. Do you know? When I first saw you, I was really amazed. I have never seen such a beautiful person in my life. I thought I saw a god from heaven."

Qian Ling said: "Didn't you say that Gu Ying was the best looking one?"

Jiang Luo said: "Gu Ying is different. He is charming and you are fairy. Their styles are different. But if we compare them, I really can't tell the difference. I can only tell which style I like more!"

Qian Ling asked: "Which style do you like?"

Jiang Luo answered honestly: "Of course I like my dad!"

Gu Ying couldn't feel jealous about this. This was someone else's biological father, so she had to choose the person closest to her.

Jiang Luo added: "I haven't seen Gu Ying for a long time. I don't know what he is busy with. By the way, Dad, do you know my situation? That is... my original identity."

Qian Ling nodded: "Of course, I know everything, I don't care about it. We, the Youlan clan, have always believed in fate. Since you can become my fruit, it means that we are destined to be together. Baby, don't feel any burden about your past, and we will not be a burden to you."

Jiang Luo hummed: "Great, I am now... more determined than before. Do you understand how I feel? It's like... there are many important people behind me, which makes me move forward more resolutely."

Qian Ling certainly understood, because he felt the same way, but now he had an additional responsibility, he had to take good care of the descendants of the Youlan clan.

Jiang Luo asked again: "By the way, Dad, how many people are left in our Youlan clan? We should... have other clan members, right?"

Qian Ling groaned and replied embarrassedly: "We are the only ones left, because we, the Youlan people, only give birth to offspring once in our lifetime. Moreover, most of them are single fruits. It is really rare for someone like you to bear two spiritual fruits at a time. For tens of thousands of years, there has only been one like you."

Jiang Luo looked at the two fruits under his flower, frowning: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that I would bear fruit? Ah... This is a bit hard for me to accept! I'm only eighteen years old, and I already have two little burdens."

Qian Ling quickly explained: "Don't worry, honey. Because of your cultivation, your plant and body can be separated. I can take care of the two small fruits, you don't have to worry at all. They won't affect your career or your body. As long as you drink the soup well every day, you won't become weak like me when the fruits fall off the stems. Ningling Soup is the secret recipe of our Youlan clan. Whoever uses it will know..."

Jiang Luo interrupted him and said, "Dad, I don't mean to blame you. I was just... a little caught off guard. I felt that I was still a child and I definitely couldn't take good care of the child."

Qian Ling said: "I will take care of it! I am the leader of the Youlan clan. Well, there is only one person left in my clan. But now we have four people. I believe that in the near future, our clan will surely flourish."

Jiang Luo chuckled, thinking, how many people can carry forward the idea?

There are only four people in their clan at most. Even if their two fruits can produce double spiritual fruits in the future, there are only eight people!

But Qian Ling was still very happy, because he did not disappoint the previous clan leader's instructions. Their Youlan clan was not exterminated, and they left behind three descendants. After all, they did not let their ancestors down.

Jiang Luo could only accept the fact that he had already produced two fruits, but looking at the two fruits, Jiang Luo still felt a trace of warmth in his heart.

He never felt that he had a family before, but now he has three, which makes him feel very happy.

Jiang Luo said: "Okay, thank you Dad, how about we give them a name?"

Qian Ling was slightly startled and said, "Ah... Then I really forgot, what should they be called?"

Jiang Luo thought for a moment and said, "How about this one be named Xiaohong and this one be named Xiaolan!"

Qian Ling: ...Son, are you serious?

You sound too ugly!

Qian Ling thought for a moment and said, "As for nicknames...then let's call one A-Han and the other A-Nuan, is that ok?"

Jiang Luo scratched his head and said, "Dad, you are good at naming. Let's call them Ah Han and Ah Nuan! Then who is the eldest and who is the second oldest?"

Qian Ling said: "This... depends on who was born first!"

Jiang Luo asked again: "Then... who is Fan Wujiu's, and who is Huo Yancheng's...?"