"What about you? Are you also an orphan of Shenguang?"
"Me, guess!" Long Ling said playfully, blinking her eyes. "I don't know why I can feel the breath of a real dragon on you, it makes you feel very comfortable!"
Li Huanzhen smelled himself in surprise, but he couldn't smell anything.
"Oh, you can't feel it yourself. Only people with the blood of the True Dragon can feel it!"
Long Ling stood in front of the lake in front of the wooden house, her golden hair hanging down like a river of stars, her bright eyes and red lips, dancing lightly with a butterfly between her words, which moved people's hearts.
"Then you are!" Li Huanzhen couldn't help but react.
"Me, of course I am a member of the descendants of the true dragon, a clansman of the four great guardian dragons of Shenguang, Long Yihun!"
"Didn't Ancestor Long break away from the Shenguang Sect? Why are you still here?"
"Oh, although the four great protectors have faded away from the divine light, they have not said that they are leaving the divine light. The ancestors of the four great protectors have all sworn to the first leader that they will never leave the divine light.
And although my father is a true dragon descendant, he is also one of the captains of the secret guard team directly under the leader of the cult. There are many true dragon descendants like him who died in the battle of defending the cult, so I also have a close relationship with Shenguang. The orphans came to this Hidden Immortal Valley! "When Long Ling heard Li Huanzhen's question, she stamped her feet and explained.
"How many orphans of Shenguang are there in the valley?" Li Huanzhen asked.
"In the battle at Shenguang's hometown, tens of thousands of Shenguang's elite disciples were completely lost. All the secret guards of the leader were killed in the battle, leaving only 312 old, weak, women and children. Among them, those with high cultivation levels were also killed by Uncle Li. She took them to Sifang City, and now only the elderly, women and children are left in the Hidden Immortal Valley!" Long Ling answered Li Huanzhen's questions while dancing lightly, and then waved to Li Huanzhen to continue following her, "I will take You go around the village and let everyone get to know you!"
Immediately, Li Huanzhen followed Long Ling and left the wooden house by the lake. He walked into the farmyard where he came and went. What he saw were rosy-cheeked faces. They were young and cute. They were all eight or nine years old. children.
Li Huanzhen looked at the innocent faces in front of him. In the distance were wooden houses made of wood. The houses were simple but very clean. The windows were nailed with tree strips, and from time to time smoke would rise from the kitchen, and the smell of fireworks that had not been heard for a long time floated in the air, forming a densely populated village.
Everything here seemed so simple. As he walked slowly in the village, everything here seemed so strange and yet so familiar, that it gave Li Huanzhen a dreamlike feeling.
Outside the house, the sun is shining brightly. Li Huanzhen stood on the road, looking outside. This is a very simple and peaceful village, where strangers meet each other and chickens and dogs hear each other.
"Hey, sister Long Ling, you are back from outside the mountain."
A child's voice came from the front. A little girl made a face at Long Ling and Li Huanzhen at the door of a wooden house, with a weird look on her face.
"Yes, Xiao Yun'er, I just came back!" Long Ling blinked her bright eyes and smiled at the little girl.
"Did you bring something delicious back?" the little girl said with an expectant look on her face.
"I was in a hurry this time, so I didn't bring it with me!" Looking at the little girl's disappointed eyes, Long Ling touched her head and comforted her: "I will definitely bring you something delicious next time I go to Sifang City."
"Yun'er, it's time to eat."
A cry came from behind. Li Huanzhen turned around and saw a kind-faced woman with a wavy skirt and hairpin standing at the door, looking at them with a smile.
"Hey" the little girl heard her mother's voice calling her. She responded, waved to them, and ran back to the house jumping up and down.
Just like a child from an ordinary family in a peaceful mountain village, it is completely impossible to tell that she is an orphan from the Shenguang Sect, which is called the Demon Sect by the six major sects in the world of immortality.
Just when they were about to move forward, the little girl jumped out again and ran to Li Huanzhen and Long Ling.
When a warm feeling came from under his hand, Li Huanzhen suddenly came back to his senses. At some point, the little girl named Yun'er stuffed the warm bun into his hand.
Li Huanzhen paused suddenly, and the faces in his mind, Yunping, Erzhuang, Daniu, village chief, and master, passed through his mind. They were very familiar. After embarking on the path of cultivating immortals, these should have been very real. The memory, under my own eyes, quickly became blurred, and became extremely distant, as if it was another distant dream, and gradually became blank.
It awakened the memory in my mind for many years, a memory belonging to a boy from a mountain village, also named Li Huanzhen, a memory that should really belong to him...
A quiet river flows by the trees not far away, and several women are washing themselves by the river.
"Ling'er is back. Is this the husband-in-law you are looking for? He is a good match for you!"
A village woman who was washing saw Li Huanzhen from a distance, stood up and smiled.
"Aunt Zhao, please stop kidding me. This is Uncle Shen's guest!" Long Ling greeted the woman familiarly.
. . .
"This is Aunt Zhao. Her husband, Brother Zhao, was once a member of the leader's secret guard team. Brother Zhao was seriously injured in the Battle of Weijiao and blew himself up on the spiritual platform. His blood spilled on the Divine Light Platform, dragging more than a dozen hypocrites from the Six Sects with him to reincarnate!" When people from the six major sects came, the blond girl Long Ling couldn't help showing a disgusted expression.
"The name of the little girl just now is Qi Yun. Her father was both a disciple of Uncle Zhang, and they were all killed in the battle! And among those children, there was one named Xu Ning. His father was a secret guard and fought against Yu Huafei alone. Eleven masters of the Immortal Sect died in battle due to exhaustion, as well as Xiaolu and the others..." Long Ling silently recounted the stories of these Shenguang orphans, and Li Huanzhen couldn't help but feel sad after hearing this. . .
While talking, the two of them had arrived at the center of the village. What appeared in front of them was a tall wooden house. Shen Qingfeng was leaning on the door with a smile, waiting for them.
"You're so young, how do you feel after taking a walk!"
“It feels like home!”
As soon as Li Huanzhen finished speaking, Shen Qingfeng, who was leaning at the door, suddenly disappeared. With a sound of wind and thunder, he appeared behind Li Huanzhen and Long Ling, holding their shoulders, showing a handsome smile, with a white smile. the teeth of,
"From now on, everyone here will be your family, and the orphans of Shenguang are all poor people who have lost their loved ones!"
Li Huanzhen nodded. He could feel that Shen Qingfeng's words were based on true feelings and came from the heart. Shen Qingfeng regarded everyone in the Hidden Immortal Valley as his family.
After that, Shen Qingfeng led Li Huanzhen into the tall wooden house.
