When Qin Yang said about him, he naturally referred to Bai Dixuan.

Although the two are father and son who are connected by blood, from the moment when Bai Dixuan killed his wife and wanted to kill his son, the so-called father and son have become enemies who share the sky!

It's just that it's too difficult to kill Bai Dixuan.

Qin Yang's current strength is in the late stage of distraction, while Bai Dixuan is said to be in the Mahayana realm, although the strength is only three realms apart, but these three realms are like a big mountain in front of him, far away.

The distraction is above the merger, and after the merger, it is the spiritual void, and the spiritual void will enter the legendary realm of ascending immortals, that is, the Mahayana.

Every step was like ascending to the sky, even if Qin Yang had a plug-in in his hand, he still felt extremely difficult.

"Whew-"

Qin Yang took a breath, looked at the name on the tombstone, and muttered, "Tell me what to do next, do you really want to fight him to the death?"

All that responded to him was the cold tombstone, and the silence.

He stood up and walked into the hall, which was a boudoir of his daughter's house, with a refreshing fragrance and a fresh scent, and the room was very simple and simple, according to his grandmother's meaning just now, this room was arranged according to his mother's previous room.

It's just that there are three more paintings on the wall, and I don't know what dye is used to paint them, and the picture is lifelike, a little more vivid than the photos.

In the first painting, there is a little girl about ten years old, carved in pink, sitting on a stone bench with her cheeks up, looking at something in the distance, her eyes pure and clear.

In the second painting, there is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with a beautiful face, standing in a gazebo with a light and graceful appearance, and against the background of the blue sky behind her, she seems to be incarnated as a spirit of nature, with a smile on the corner of her lips with a little naughtiness.

In the third picture, there is a woman in her twenties, still beautiful and moving, with a little more maturity and gentleness.

Undoubtedly, all three paintings are the same person.

His mother, Liu Ruqing.

Qin Yang looked at it in a daze, and strange and familiar emotions flowed in his heart.

Looking at it, the scene in front of him suddenly became distorted, and the clear scene became a little hazy, and after a while, Qin Yang found himself in a quaint courtyard.

The courtyard is far away and quiet, and there are occasional tinkling water, which makes people feel particularly comfortable.

"It's ......"

Qin Yang was stunned and found that this scene seemed to be the same as in the first painting.

Turning his head, sure enough, on the stone bench at the door, there was a little girl as cute as jade, who was holding her cheeks and looking at the clouds in the distance, and the fine hair on her forehead was blowing in the wind.

"Dreams, hallucinations?"

Qin Yang frowned, and subconsciously wanted to walk over, but found that he couldn't move under his feet.

At this time, a five or six-year-old little Lori walked over with a fruit bowl, although her face was a little immature, but she was also lovely, but her skin was a little dark, and her little face was a little timid.

"Miss. ”

Little Lori called softly, and seeing Liu Ruqing looking at the sky in a daze, she couldn't help but ask in a childish voice, "What are you looking at?"

Liu Ruqing turned her head sideways and smiled sweetly at her: "Zhen'er, I'm naming the baby in the future." ”

Little Lori was stunned.

Obviously, I didn't expect the eldest lady, who was not a few years older than her, to start thinking about things so far ago, and it felt so powerful.

"That'...... Have you decided on a name?" said Lori curiously.

"Think about it...... Liu Ruqing pointed to the sky and said crisply: "No matter what the boy or girl, no matter what the surname is, just give the word 'Yang'." ”

Yang?

Little Lori was a little puzzled: "Why did you have such a name." ”

Liu Ruqing frowned slightly, and then smiled sweetly: "I feel that this name is very good, and I hope that he (she) can be unrestrained, free, not troubled by the world, happy every day, happy and happy, do whatever he wants." Flying like the wind, fluttering like a cloud, nothing can restrain him......"

Listening to Liu Ruqing's babbling, Qin Yang's heart warmed, and he muttered: "It turns out that my name was given when you were so young, amazing, admire." ”

"Amazing, even you admire me. ”

Liu Ruqing patted Xiao Lori's shoulder, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "My name is very effective, for example, your name is Liu Zhen, although it is very dark now, it will definitely be whiter than pearls in the future." ”

"Oh. ”

Little Lori disagreed.

But she was secretly surprised in her heart, when did I say that I admired you.

Liu Ruqing was still talking, but the scene in front of Qin Yang's eyes had begun to blur, and gradually, there was another picture around him.

He appeared outside a gazebo, and Liu Ruqing, who had grown into a beautiful girl, was standing in the gazebo with her hands behind her back, humming a beautiful song, and she could see that she was in a very happy mood.

Next to him, Liu Zhen was sitting helplessly at the stone table and studying ink, and there was a white rice paper on the table.

"Miss, it's okay. Liu Zhen said.

Liu Ruqing raised her eyebrows, walked over, picked up a purple brush, dipped it in ink, and began to draw seriously, but after a while, there was a handsome young man on the paper.

Qin Yang recognized that this was the White Emperor Xuan when he was young.

After finishing the painting, Liu Ruqing bit the tip of the pen and thought about it, wrote down the love poems of the two people, then folded them, waved his hand to the sky, and soon a pair of beautiful birds fell.

The pair of birds are cyan, and strangely enough, this bird has only one wing and one eye, and is a winged bird.

Liu Ruqing tied the painting to one of them, and then smiled sweetly: "Go ahead." ”

The winged bird flailed its wings and flew off into the distance.

"Miss, everyone else is a man chasing a woman, you are the eldest lady of the Liu family, but a woman is chasing a man, it's not appropriate. Liu Zhen shook her head and said.

Liu Ruqing wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose: "Since you love it, you have to be brave to pursue it, and if you are afraid of it, you will regret it for life sooner or later, no matter what the result is in the future, at least I love it, and that's enough." ”

"What if the young master of the Bai family loses you in the future?"

"If you lose, you lose, who can really guess the final outcome of love, since you can't guess it, then don't back down. And I believe that Di Xuan will not fail me, never, never!"

The girl said in a serious and firm tone.

Liu Zhen pursed her lips and did not speak.

Qin Yang outside the pavilion silently looked at the happy state on the girl's face, as if his heart had been pricked by a needle, it hurt, it hurt.

This kind of pain is knowing the result, but there is nothing you can do!

Gradually, the scene in front of Qin Yang's eyes became blurry again.

But this time, Qin Yang found himself in a mountain forest, the sky was dark, and it was raining heavily.

The torrential downpour whipped the forest like a whip, and thunder thundered in the middle of the low clouds, ringing in the ears.

In this lacquer-colored rain curtain, a delicate black shadow shuttled between the mountains and forests, running rapidly.

It was a woman in her twenties, extremely beautiful, but at the moment her delicate face was full of fear and grief.

In her arms, she held a baby who was not yet a full moon......

(End of chapter)