1644: C1644 Father and Son Knew Each Other

C1644 Father and Son Knew Each Other

"You're here..."

The middle-aged man in white slowly turned around. There seemed to be a hint of seriousness in his eyes, as if there was something on his mind.

Feng Yixiu silently nodded. Soon after, he slowly walked in front of the middle-aged man in white and did not speak.

"Don't you want to ask me something?" The man in white frowned and asked.

"Uncle, if you want to tell me something, you will definitely take the initiative to tell me. Right?

Feng Yixiu looked into the eyes of the middle-aged man in white seriously and said softly.

In an instant, the middle-aged man in white was also stunned for a long time. Then, he deliberately avoided Feng Yixiu's sight.

"Sigh..."

After a long silence, the middle-aged man in white sighed helplessly. His eyes were filled with desolation.

"Originally, I thought that you would be able to live a carefree life like this for the rest of your life. However, I never thought that you would be able to gather all the Four Saint Jewelss and unlock the Black Dragon's seal, allowing you to see her with your own eyes..." The white-clothed uncle looked at the sky in a daze as he spoke in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Feng Yixiu's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart also sped up.

If his guess was correct, the girl First Holy Spiritual King was talking about should be his mother, White Dragon!

"Uncle, you must know about my mother, right? And what's with the Black Dragon Seal you mentioned?" Feng Yixiu grabbed the arm of the middle-aged man in white and said anxiously.

"Child, don't worry. Sit down first. I will tell you slowly."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and a huge rock appeared next to him. He then let Feng Yixiu sit on it.

Only then did Feng Yixiu realize that he was a little excited. He quickly let go of the middle-aged man's arm, but his eyes were still very anxious.

The middle-aged man stared blankly at Feng Yixiu for a long time. Finally, he opened his mouth and said, "Actually, the more you know, the more dangerous your situation is. I would rather you not become Holy Spiritual King. As long as you can live happily for the rest of your life, I will be satisfied."

Feng Yixiu felt that the tone of the middle-aged man in white was very familiar. His mother, White Dragon, seemed to have said something similar before.

At this moment, Feng Yixiu firmly believed that the middle-aged man in white would know the truth of the matter. His heart couldn't help but become even more anxious.

"Uncle White, why do you say the same thing as what Mother said? Could it be..." Feng Yixiu wanted to say something but stopped himself. He already had some guesses in his heart.

When Feng Yixiu first met Uncle Bai Yi, he felt very close to him and had an indescribable feeling.

But at that time, Feng Yixiu did not know that Feng Qianjue was not his biological father, so he did not think about that.

Ever since Feng Yixiu found out that Feng Qianjue was not his biological father, Feng Yixiu had a trace of doubt.

But when he saw that the white-clothed uncle seemed to deliberately avoid this matter, he could not help but ask persistently.

In addition, the white-clothed uncle was a great figure more than three hundred years ago. He was just a human who had just turned twenty years old, so the doubts in his heart were forcefully suppressed.

But now, ever since he saw his mother, Feng Yixiu finally recognized his mother due to the connection between mother and son.

Now, Feng Yixiu also knew that he had the bloodline of the dragon clan, so the cycle and method of birth might not be the same as normal humans.

With this connection, Feng Yixiu seemed to have guessed the identity of the white-clothed uncle. However, without the confirmation of the other party, he didn't dare to confirm whether his guess was correct or not.

The man in white frowned and said in a deep voice, "Do you really want to know the truth? Even if you might lose your life in the future, or even the life of the person you love?"

"If I didn't see my mother, my answer might be different. But in the short time I saw my mother, I could feel her longing and pain for me. " I still remember that kind of skin piercing pain. If I could turn a blind eye to it like this, would I still be worthy of being a son? "

Feng Yixiu looked at the white-clothed uncle in front of him with a serious expression. His eyes also became extremely determined.2

When the middle-aged man in white felt Feng Yixiu's determined gaze, he could not help but feel touched. His eyes started to become moist.

He didn't think that Feng Yixiu would be able to make such a firm decision just by meeting his mother. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Uncle, are you crying?" Feng Yixiu asked softly.

The man in white touched his tears. He looked serious. "Who said I was crying? It was just sand in my eyes..."

"Oh! Oh... alright." Feng Yixiu did not expose him. Instead, he asked again. "Can Uncle tell me now?"

"Sigh... all of this is fate. Forget it." The white clothed uncle shook his head helplessly and then slowly stood up. With his back facing Feng Yixiu, he said in a deep voice, Speaking of your background, and why you were adopted by Feng Qianjue, all of this started more than three hundred years ago when the desolate era was just activated."

"300 years ago... but I'm only 20 now..." Feng Yixiu said in surprise.

"Don't worry. Before we talk about your background, there is someone else you have to mention." The middle-aged man in white's voice was a little serious.

"If I'm not wrong, you should be talking about Empire Molong, Feng Qianjue..." Feng Yixiu raised his eyebrows slightly and said with mixed feelings.

"That's right, it's him!" The middle-aged man in white slowly turned his head and said with a serious face. "If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid you wouldn't have suffered so much and your mother wouldn't have left you..."

"Uncle Bai Yi, if you didn't tell me... " I would never have thought that Feng Qianjue, who raised me up from a young age, would be the leader of the Tribulation Gang, an evil person... " Feng Yixiu said through gritted teeth.

"Sigh... Feng Qianjue was actually a pitiful person in a sense. There is no such thing as absolute good and evil in this world. It is just that his position is different from what he encountered." The white-clothed uncle deeply sighed and frowned.

"The white-clothed uncle, I don't quite understand..." Feng Yixiu rubbed his head in confusion.

"You'll understand after you hear Feng Qianjue's story. Back then, your mother, White Dragon, and Black Dragon descended into this wasteland at the same time. At that time, humans had already regressed to the primitive stage due to the destruction of the Demon Beast. White Dragon and Black Dragon also encountered different situations because they landed in different areas."

The white-clothed uncle seemed to have recalled a very long time ago and began to narrate.

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