Deep in the Qijue Valley, a black shadow with wings spread rapidly descended and came to the side of the wooden house. Naturally, he was Tang Xingfeng who was rushing over.
Tang Xingfeng's steps were like flying arrows, he came to the bed and carefully picked up the baby boy.
The baby boy was still crying, but when his pair of black eyes saw Tang Xingfeng, he suddenly stopped crying. His little hands and feet were spread out, but he was smiling through tears.
The little guy laughed, and Tang Xingfeng also laughed.
The connection between blood was so strong that Tang Xingfeng was absolutely convinced that the baby boy in his arms was his child!
He was instantly inexplicably ecstatic. He had a child right in front of him. He couldn't bear to take his eyes off the child for a moment.
"Hong Ling, kid, where is your mother!"
"Red spirit! Red spirit!"
Tang Xingfeng rushed out with the child in his arms. He couldn't find any trace of Hong Ling with his mental strength. He could only shout loudly, but helplessly, there was no response at all.
When he turned around, he found two lines of writing on the stone wall.
"My son Hong Lei, the sword that protects the body, has shown its strength for the first time after eighteen years. More than half of my origin has been lost. When the day comes, the demon sword will reappear..."
Red thunder?
Sword spirit?
loss?
Tang Xingfeng silently read these two lines several times. It seemed that Hong Ling had left. As for why Hong Ling didn't want to see him, he knew clearly.
Hong Ling is so arrogant, and since he is so weak now, I am afraid that in Hong Ling's eyes, he is not qualified to play the role of a husband!
The body protection of the sword is more than half lost!
Tang Xingfeng couldn't calm down in his heart. He had not done anything for his child, but Hong Ling, as a mother, was willing to sacrifice half of his original sword.
Even if Hong Ling is not with the child, the original sword is always guarding the child.
"Hong Ling, thank you..."
Tang Xingfeng murmured, he carefully examined the child, and sure enough, there was an extremely mysterious original sword spirit in his child's body.
The original sword spirit is slowly affecting his children in a gentle way.
It should be noted that Wu Bao only absorbed 10% of Hong Ling's original sword and was completely transformed. His children have been slowly absorbing Hong Ling's five original swords since they were young. Their future achievements are limitless.
Eighteen years later, he is showing his talents for the first time!
Tang Xingfeng did not doubt Hong Ling's words at all.
Red thunder?
As for the name Hong Ling gave the child, he curled his lips and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
No matter what, his surname is Tang, and the child should also be surnamed Tang.
Hong Ling was overbearing and directly asked the child to take her last name.
Red thunder, red thunder, Tang Xingfeng muttered, the name has the word "thunder" in it.
Tang Xingfeng is a descendant of the Thunder Clan. Is this considered Hong Ling's goodwill? In fact, he could clearly feel that Hong Ling had become different since he completely integrated with Hua Ziyuan's soul.
After possessing the seven emotions and six desires, and being influenced by Hua Ziyuan's soul, Hong Ling no longer felt sorry for Tang Xingfeng, and even helped him secretly.
That day, outside the Seven Dragons City in the Central Continent, Hong Ling was actually hiding nearby. If she was not there, and if she had not deliberately let Wu Bao find out, Wu Bao would not have been able to follow the induction of the original sword to find him and join Tang Xingfeng. .
No matter what, there is no Hua Ziyuan in this world. Hong Ling and Hua Ziyuan have become the same person. This is a fact that Tang Xingfeng must face.
"Hong Ling, don't worry, I will definitely protect our child and raise him up."
Tang Xingfeng said firmly to the words on the stone wall.
Hong Ling was determined not to see him, but he was worried about Hong Ling. He must have been seriously injured and weak at this time, and might not be able to recover for many years.
Whoosh!
In the valley, an old man with white hair and a boyish face appeared in plain clothes. He was the great elder of the Qijue Sect. Seeing something strange, the elder did not disturb Tang Xingfeng rashly. He looked at the child in Tang Xingfeng's arms and then at the stone wall, with a surprised expression on his face.
"Hong Lei, Lei'er, let's go home..."
Tang Xingfeng said softly that the name Honglei was quite good. He didn't plan to change it and went along with Hong Ling's wish.
Buzz buzz buzz.
He casually arranged a psychedelic array. A psychedelic array had been arranged here before, but over time, the array dissipated.
The mist spread rapidly, and the stone wall and a wooden house were covered. He left a trace of spiritual stones. The psychedelic array can also absorb the spiritual energy of the world and move on its own. The combination of the two is enough to maintain the array for a long time.
Unless some blind person breaks in and takes action against the formation, at least ordinary people cannot shake the formation he has set up at his current level.
He nodded to the great elder and said a simple hello. Immediately, he got up and flew away. He hurried back to Liudao City to settle the child, not wanting to let the child have more wind. The great elder could not understand the feeling of becoming a father for the first time. of.
call out!
"Great Elder, come to Liudao City tomorrow to gather together and discuss important matters."
Not long after Tang Xingfeng left, a mysterious sound wrapped in spiritual power was transmitted back to Qi Jue Valley and reached the ears of the great elder.
The time has come for Da Feng to join the war and cannot be delayed any longer. Otherwise, if Xi Mo Tang has too much upper hand, it will be in trouble.
Now that Da Feng is preparing to join the war, the four major forces within Da Feng must also get together to discuss.
After a while, Tang Xingfeng returned to Liudao City.
As soon as he entered the city, he went to Zhang Han's place.
"Greetings to the chief, chief, how can I trouble you to come to me..."
Zhang Han saluted respectfully. This was Zhang Han's private residence. In the past, Tang Xingfeng always met Zhang Han in the main hall or outside the secret cultivation room.
"Meet the big leader!"
Liu Ying also hurriedly came to salute. Liu Ying was holding a boy on her arm. This was the child of Zhang Han and Liu Ying. The little boy had beautiful features and an expression more like Liu Ying.
It's shameful to say that Tang Xingfeng once said that he would come over to see the child, but he was always busy when he returned to Liudao City, and this matter has been delayed until now.
"Zhang Han, Liu Ying, how old is this child?" Tang Xingfeng asked.
"The chief, my son Zhang Xu, is three and a half years old this year." Liu Ying said.
At this time, both of them noticed the baby in Tang Xingfeng's arms. The baby actually looked similar to the big boss. Zhang Han asked in surprise: "Big boss, who is this child?"
"His name is Hong Lei and he is my child. I want to give Hong Lei to Liu Ying to take with me. I wonder... is it convenient for you?"
Tang Xingfeng said with a little embarrassment that he was a rough old man after all. The child was just born and always needed a woman to nurse him. The mother of the child disappeared again, so he thought of Liu Ying first.
"Uh, convenient, convenient!"
Liu Ying was a little dazed, but Zhang Han was the first to react and agreed. The son of the big leader. When did the big leader have a son?
Hearing this, Tang Xingfeng nodded.
Liu Ying also came to her senses and said: "Don't worry, chief. Zhang Xu has been drinking milk since he was three and a half years old. Therefore, I am quite sufficient in that regard and will definitely make the young master fat."
"Ahem, okay, that's good..."
Tang Xingfeng coughed dryly, feeling very grateful, and then handed the baby boy in his arms to Liu Ying.
When Hong Lei was in Liu Ying's hands, she started crying again. Liu Ying hugged and coaxed her, and Tang Xingfeng was also making fun of her. This scene was very different from his status as a leader.
"Lei'er be good, don't cry, Lei'er be good... be good..."
He coaxed patiently.
Finally, Hong Lei stopped crying, and the little guy fell asleep peacefully in Liu Ying's arms.
"call."
Tang Xingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. His mood was indescribable. When Hong Lei was crying, he was panic-stricken. Even when he was fighting against a powerful enemy, he was not like this.
"Huh?"
Perhaps due to his state of mind, Tang Xingfeng's cultivation bottleneck felt strange. It should be noted that during the half-year hibernation in Liudao City, he never slackened off his hard training every day. A month ago, his cultivation had reached the peak of the second-order Spiritual Emperor, and At this moment, the opportunity to break through to the third level Spirit Emperor finally came.
