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Hua Jiuqi is not Hua Rong's biological father.

This is what Hua Jiuqi told him when he came to find Huarong, and it also catered to Huarong's long-term speculation.

Although it was the first time Shi Mu heard of it, he was not surprised at all.

The reason is nothing more than that Hua Jiuqi, especially when he was young, really doesn't look like a man who would marry a wife and have children—even though Huarong called him "father" for more than 20 years, he never thought that in his heart Hua Jiuqi is like a father to him.

In fact, even for Huarong himself, the feeling of being like a brother or friend when he gets along with Hua Jiuqi is even more vague and incomprehensible than Hua Jiuqi himself.

I am afraid that apart from ordinary people who know nothing about Hua Jiuqi's true character, only She Yue would think that Hua Jiuqi had secretly married and had children.

That's why he, who is so proud and arrogant, can't swallow this breath easily, and has been indifferent until now.

However, although compared to She Yue, Huarong and Shi Mu are at least suspicious of this matter, but what none of them know is the real relationship between Huarong and Hua Jiuqi.

Of course, based on the similar appearance of the two people, it is known that Hua Jiuqi and Hua Rong are still somewhat related by blood.

However, if you really want to explain all the things behind it clearly, it is not a matter of a few words.

This also needs to talk about the Hua family.

The Hua family is a family with a slightly strange structure.

It is not like the Luo family. Even though the direct descendants and offshoots do not live in the same house, they still obviously live in the same area, and they maintain close news and personnel exchanges with each other.

But the Hua family is not like an ordinary clan with the surname Li and Wang. Over the long period of time, the same clan has long lost contact with each other, and they do not know each other when they meet.

Huajia has a subtle pattern between the two.

Neither too close nor too distant.The people of the Hua clan do not have obvious characteristics of living together, but they are not scattered to the point of strangers.No matter how you look at it, the Hua family is in an indefinable gray area.

If you really want to give a definition to the Hua family, then it can be said that the Hua family as a whole has quite thoroughly implemented the principle of "big hermits hide in the city", and is an unknown behemoth.

So in fact, in such a Hua family, Huarong and Hua Jiuqi had such an indefinable and inseparable blood relationship between Huarong and Hua Jiuqi earlier before Huarong knew nothing about it.

It is even said that before the Hua family suffered a catastrophe due to the Supreme Immortal Technique, Hua Jiuqi was not even aware of the existence of Huarong, but vaguely knew that Huarong probably belonged to his uncle's aunt's granddaughter's cousin... son.When it comes to the relationship between them, Hua Jiuqi feels overwhelmed when he thinks about it.

It was a mess.

It wasn't until Hua's family was attacked by people from all walks of life that many people were killed and injured, and those who were lucky enough to survive quickly disappeared. Hua Jiuqi got to know the helpless and lonely Huarong by accident.

He picked him up from between the broken roof tiles, and said, "Your name is Hua Rong, and I am your father, Hua Jiuqi."

In Huarong's blurred and chaotic childhood, only this memory is bright and clear.He remembered that he was in Hua Jiuqi's arms at that time, looking at this man who had undergone great changes and even had blood on his body, but still smiled brightly, and said to him: "Father."

What Hua Jiuqi told Hua Rong included this old story.Even old events that have long been meaningless.

After all, in today's Tianyuan Continent, there are probably only Huarong and Hua Jiuqi in the Hua family, so it doesn't matter if you know exactly what the Hua family looks like.

After Hua Jiuqi's words, Huarong's life experience seemed to be lifted from the veil, but it was still covered by a layer of fog.

Except for the fact that his father has changed, what Huarong still knows now is that he is from the Hua family, a member of the ordinary family who embraces jade.

Not only Huarong, but Huajiu's relatives also don't know the names of Huarong's biological parents, let alone what kind of people they are.

Although they are all supernatural beings now, there is no way to know.

After all, although the Hua family back then was unable to cultivate strong cultivators to protect them in the era of exhausted aura, they still knew a thing or two about how to hide themselves.

Even Zhao Xichen learned of the traces of the Hua family by relying on the heaven and earth treasure, the Qiankun disk. Now that the Qiankun disk has been destroyed, Huarong has indeed cut off the chance to finally know the truth.

But... what does that matter?

Huarong didn't feel even the slightest bit disappointed by Hua Jiuqi's words.

Huarong is not a sentimental person, let alone a sentimental person.

His friendship can be distributed to Shi Mu, to Hua Jiuqi, to Jiang, to She Yue, and even to Qing Min and Lan Yu who only met each other a few times. biological parents.

Not unwilling, but unable.

Since they are people they have never met, how can Huarong feel that they miss them so much?

Nonsense.

Hua Jiuqi knew Huarong, so she was relieved, and she didn't feel uncomfortable after saying these words without any scruples.

Although they are not direct blood relatives, the father and son are completely similar.

When Hua Jiuqi finished speaking and left, Huarong still sent Hua Jiuqi outside the door, still calling him "Father".

Hua Jiuqi rubbed his hair, waved his hands and walked away.

His voice came from a little distance away: "Don't be so serious, my dear son."

Hua Jiuqi's voice was full of teasing and laughter, and the rest was full of tolerance.

Huarong leaned against the door and sneered, "It's really disgusting."

Hua Jiuqi didn't care, and said, "I'm afraid it's just this one time."

After all, the way the two of them got along was not like that.

Hua Jiuqi said loudly again: "Your father and I are so nasty, I should give it to someone else."

to whom?

Naturally, it was for the little snake demon who heard the conversation between the father and son.

Not long after Hua Jiuqi left, Shi Mu came back and heard Huarong tell what Hua Jiuqi had said to him.

Shi Mu is a fairy born and raised by nature, and he also doesn't understand the so-called "blood is thicker than water" family affection.

He didn't think there was anything surprising about whether Huarong and Hua Jiuqi were direct blood relatives or Huarong's biological parents were other people, but Shi Mu just gave a "tsk" at the end and said, "If it wasn't Because of She Yue, I don't think he will remember to tell you about this in his whole life."

Huarong shrugged, unable to refute.

Now that the matter about Huarong is finished, Shi Mu naturally also shared with Huarong the matter of Lu Yulanyu.

Of course, what needs to be emphasized must be the truth that Shi Mu found alone.

"It turns out that Lan Yu is an exiled immortal." Hua Rong sighed.

Among mortals, Huarong is definitely well-informed.However, as a fairy now, Huarong can be said to have never seen the world.

He has heard of the word "banished immortal", but apart from the novels of gods and monsters and the unofficial history of the mainland, the word "banished immortal" is actually used to describe ordinary mortals—no matter how talented or extraordinary they are, they are still human beings in essence. Yu Hongchen is just an ordinary person who is better than ordinary people.

It was the first time Hua Rongke had seen a real exile.

Huarong suddenly thought of it—speaking of exiled immortals, they were also immortals before they were exiled to the world.

So……

"There should be..." Hua Rong suddenly murmured.

"have what?"

Seeing Huarong's solemn expression again at Shi Mu, he intuited that Huarong has something bothering her recently.But when Shi Mu thought about it, he couldn't figure out what could bother him, and thinking about it made him feel neurotic and suspicious in the end.

"It's nothing."

Sure enough, Huarong said nothing.

Shi Mu seemed to be discouraged, patted his face, and said, "Okay, if you say it's nothing, then it's nothing."

Huarong naturally knew that Shi Mu saw his abnormality, but she didn't explain it, and finally just smiled and said: "Don't think too much, you will know."

Shi Mu said, "Then I'll wait for you to tell me."

"soon."

After all, Huarong couldn't wait a long time ago.

Shi Mu no longer talked about this matter, there was an incomparable trust and tacit understanding between them.

"By the way," Huarong said suddenly, "I can use those two volumes of fairy art."

One volume is from She Yue, and the other volume is brought back from Penglai Xiandao. Together, they form a complete set of supreme immortal methods—that is, to help others achieve greatness, which ranks among the sects of immortality.

Huarong had been kept by Shi Mu since she got the fairy art, and she didn't bother.This was the first time he asked Shi Mu for the immortal method, and he said it would be useful.

Naturally, Shi Mu handed it to him without saying a word.

However, Huarong didn't do anything immediately, he just held on to the immortal method, and after he put it away properly, he had nothing to say.

Shi Mu still slept peacefully that night, Huarong got up again when he didn't know, and left the room.

Hua Rong hadn't left for a long time, and when he came back, his body seemed to be covered with a long-lasting and sweet fragrance of flowers.

The fragrance is so rich and overbearing that it can grab people's attention almost instantly, and then paint a colorful picture of joy in people's minds.

……

"Twilight."

"Twilight."

Shi Mu was woken up by Huarong's voice.

Before Shi Mu opened his eyes, he felt a gust of cool wind pouring into his clothes from the collar, damp and cold, and uncomfortable.

Shi Mu twisted subconsciously, and just realized that the bed seemed a little strange, a pair of warm hands tightened his collar tightly, blocking the chill that was trying to penetrate into the bone marrow.

Shi Mu finally opened his eyes.

What catches the eye is Huarong, he seems to be hugged by Huarong, behind Huarong there are tree shadows and sky.

Sky?

Shi Mu rubbed his eyes and quickly sat up.Huarong was afraid that he would fall down if he got up too fast, so he quickly wrapped his arms around Shi Mu's waist, and then changed the direction to imprison him in her arms.

Shi Mu leaned against Huarong's chest.

In front of the two of them was an empty space, and it was hazy and dark.

This is the top of Mount Huangzhi. Mount Huangzhi stands tens of thousands of feet high, towering into the clouds, and you can see all the small mountains at a glance.

Shi Mu looked around, then looked at Huarong: "Why did you come here?"

Huarong looked at him in a daze, thought that Shi Mu's mind was probably blank now, and had forgotten everything, so she couldn't help smiling, and said: "The time is coming, and the sun will rise soon."

Only then did Shi Mu suddenly realize.

He has long wanted to watch the sunrise.

It's just that even he himself forgot, Huarong still remembers clearly.

Shi Mu blinked: "Why are you so kind to me? I'm afraid it's not a conspiracy."

The longer Shi Mu gets along with Huarong, the harder it is to see the aloofness of a fairy.Today, Shi Mu deliberately mentioned the self-proclaimed "Immortal" again, and Hua Rong suddenly felt as if he had passed away.

"It's just plotting against the law," Huarong tightened her arms around Shi Mu, making him lean close to her, and said, "Who made you so nice."

Who made Shi Mu so good.

Strongly follow him when he is lonely, forcefully put him in his eyes, and forcefully make his eyes never leave him.

The son of the famous devil will also have such an innocent feeling of love at first sight.

Huarong's timing was accurate, and when they spoke, the golden warmth dyed the faces of the two of them.

So they stopped talking, just raised their heads and looked into the distance.

Sunrise East.

The dazzling golden sun seemed to jump up from the sky, lighting up the sky and the earth in an instant.

The enveloping darkness was instantly dispelled, and the sky was bright.

The sun seemed to lose its strength after jumping up, and the movement slowed down, as if to leave enough time for appreciation.

Shi Mu just stared at the rising sun with bated breath, and only then took a long breath.

There are folk rumors that cultivators and immortals in the realm of comprehension are omnipotent, even dark clouds and thunder can come and go at will.

This is a mortal's endless fantasy of the vast fairyland. The actual situation is similar to this, and Shi Mu is even more outstanding.

Jinglei Yin, Returning Wind Jue, Poison Fire Fist, Luoxue Sword.

Wind, flowers, snow, moon, rain, electricity and frost.

The power of the cultivation world seems to have exhausted the natural elements.

Xianxiu can use the soft sword to call out the bright moonlight, and Foxiu can also use the Buddha's call to call out the golden-top Buddha light.One more long heh, and there will be a sunrise in Foshan behind the golden Buddha statue.

Shi Mu has long been tired of watching such turmoil.

But no matter how profound the Buddha statue is, the amount of sunlight it summons is less than one ten-thousandth of the sun in front of it.

Not even a sage can replicate the breath-holding majesty of the world itself.

It was the first time Shi Mu saw such a scene with his own eyes so seriously.

It is only because Huarong is by his side that it is rare for Shi Mu to have this elegance and patience.

The light shone on Huarong and Shi Mu's eyes, and the other person's eyes were also encrusted with golden borders by the sunlight.

Shi Mu seemed to be illuminated by the sun to every corner of his body, and his heart was so warm and soft that it was a mess.

The world awakened by the sun finally has a third voice besides Hua Rong and Shi Mu.

It is birds flapping their wings in the sky, swimming fish wagging their tails in rivers and lakes, and beasts running in the mountains and fields.

Life and vitality burst together at this moment.

The world turned out to be like this.

Shi Mu said, "I think the atmosphere is right now, what do you think?"

What Huarong replied to him was not words.

Shi Mu closed his eyes and understood his answer.

His hand grasped Huarong's skirt.