Ancestor, Watch Over Me

With Fang Yu's thoughts, Duan Longhao, who was under the ancestral mountain, loosened his body and was released.

Liu Ahua smiled and said, "Brother Hao, go, let's go chat and chat."

With that, the big and powerful palm of a dustpan grabbed Duan Longhao's hand. Duan Longhao wanted to resist, but he suddenly moved in his heart. Perhaps, this was a chance to learn the secrets of the Liu family.

So, even Liu Ahua pulled him to the quiet mountain road in the distance.

At this time, it was noon, and the sun was shining brightly, but the spirit of Liu's sacred mountain was striking, and the breeze was slow and very refreshing.

Liu Ahua and Duan Longhao walked on the winding mountain road. For a moment, they didn't even have a word, but the inexplicable goodwill made them get closer and closer, and they bumped their shoulders several times.

Duan Longhao was still very disgusted with Liu Ahua holding his hand, but gradually, he felt that Liu Ahua's hand was big, powerful and very warm, giving him a familiar and unfamiliar feeling. This feeling...

Duan Longhao suddenly trembled, "This feeling is like a mother's love!"

"No! How can I have such an idea!" Duan Longhao shook his head, forcibly expelling this feeling.

But at this time, Liu Ahua suddenly asked: "Brother Hao, how do you feel when I hold your hand? Has anyone else shook your hand like this before?!"

This sentence, like a sharp sword, shattered Duan Longhao's dusty memory.

Duan Longhao paused, his body trembled slightly, his eyes became distant and nostalgic, and even a hint of sadness.

It was irresistible, as if the flood broke the bank, and the pictures in his mind that he had forcibly forgotten suddenly appeared scene after scene. With a ghostly mess, Duan Longhao began to tell his own story...

"At that time, the autumn wind was rustling and the woods were bleak. My mother was a court lady, but was lucky enough to be drunk by the **** emperor. But my mother did not escape the tragic fate of court ladies for countless years and was quickly beaten into the cold palace."

"I was born in the cold palace, no one took care of, and no one cares about it. I felt terrified and spent a lonely childhood in darkness and solitude."

"Every time I was scared, my mother would hold my hand, hug me into her arms, and gently stroke my head."

"My mother told me that life is short and life is fleeting, but the beard screams like a cicada, like a flash in the pan. Although there is only a moment of prosperity, it must be extremely exciting!"

"At that time, my mother's hands were so big and warm. The moment she was held by her, it seemed that the whole world was quiet and happy and bright..."

Duan Longhao's voice is low, slowly telling his story, as if mumbling to himself, and as if telling it to Liu Ahua.

Liu Ahua is very quiet and a very good listener. She doesn't interrupt or talk too much. Just like this, she holds Duan Longhao's hand and walks with him on the mountain road, allowing Duan Longhao to remember her past.

Duan Longhao was talking, and he couldn't help but, his hand was slightly hard, and he held Liu Ahua's hand.

Liu Ahua noticed the change in Duan Longhao, and his face showed a smile that was brighter than the sky, the sky and the sun.

She is facing the sky without any powder, but she has a deep and peaceful beauty, just like the beauty of the Liu's sacred mountain-Xiuwaihuihuizhong!

"Brother Hao, do you miss your mother?" Liu Ahua asked after Duan Longhao stopped talking.

Duan Longhao nodded deeply and said, "Thinking, I think about her all the time. In order to make her live happily and happily, I practice hard, become stronger, and constantly surpass myself."

"This time I came to the Scorpio Star to experience, to find the gods fortune, to advance to the gods, so that my mother will live better in the Tianlong God Dynasty!"

Liu Ahua sighed when she heard the words, and said, "Mothers are more expensive than children. If you are good, your mother will be good!"

Duan Longhao looked slightly surprised, and smiled: "Unexpectedly, you would understand this truth."

Liu Ahua said: "Actually, you don't need too much pressure. Your mother may not want you to have a high level of cultivation and strength. She may wish you a happy life, a happy life, and a peaceful life."

"The kind mother has a thread in her hand, a wandering top, and a tight seam before she leaves. She is worried about the delay. She can't worry about you, but she doesn't want to delay you. Knowing that you have big ambitions, she can only silently bless you from afar!"

As soon as the words fell, Duan Longhao was moved, his heart trembled, and his throat seemed to be stuck by a fishbone. He was uncomfortable. He stared at Liu Ahua for a long time, and suddenly rushed forward, hugged Liu Ahua violently, and wept loudly. , Crying and hissing and cracking his lungs: "I didn't expect that the person who understands me best is you, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Liu Ahua also hugged Duan Longhao and patted him on the back gently, and again and again, very soothing.

Duan Longhao felt it, and couldn't help crying even harder. He cried and choked: "Not only do you have a hand like my mother, you even make the palm pat on my back look so like, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Is it really my destined princess?!"

Duan Longhao was the prince of the Tianlong dynasty, so he called Liu Ahua the princess.

Liu Ahua smiled softly, wrapped her arms around Duan Longhao's neck, and whispered in his ear: "I don't know if it is destined, but I believe that man can conquer the sky. If you want to be with me, you can be together."

"If a man can't defeat the sky?" Duan Longhao asked.

Liu Ahua let go of Duan Longhao, held his head in his palm ninety degrees, and looked at the ancestral tower, saying: "If a man can't win the sky, then the ancestor will be annihilated!"

Duan Longhao's eyes widened when he heard the words. After a long time, two words popped out of his mouth: "Domineering!"

Liu Ahua smiled, chuckled and bent over, pointing to Duan Longhao and said, "Brother Hao, you are also very domineering. The first time I see you, I think you are like our ancestors!"

Duan Longhao was praised by Liu Ahua, in a good mood, and seeing her smile like a minotaur, he couldn't help but feel more joyful, and asked: "Sister Hua, you can tell me the story of your ancestors..."

Before he knew it, Liu Ahua became the flower girl in his mouth!

...

on the square.

The people of the tribe were practicing, Liu Tianhe walked up to the ancestor tower to help the ancestor guard the spirit, Liu Dongdong went down to the square, came to the ancestor's statue, and sat cross-legged.

"Brother Dong, are you trying to condense your ancestor's patriarchal style?" Liu Qiqi asked.

Liu Dongdong nodded and said: "Yes, I want to condense the patriarchal patriarchal style!"

Liu Qiqi and the others immediately envied and made a noise, and they all gathered around to observe Liu Dongdong's condensed methods and gain experience.

At this time, Liu Tao, Liu Dahai, Liu Erhai and Liu Liuhai came.

"Sit down and watch, stay solemn, no noise, noisy!"

Liu Tao said loudly, all of the clansmen suddenly sat cross-legged, keeping quiet.

Liu Dongdong got up and saluted Liu Tao.

Liu Tao nodded and said with a smile: "Today, your sister will work with you to condense the patriarchal style."

As she spoke, she raised her head and looked into the distance, and she saw Liu Meimei coming in a white dress, with a cold temperament, like a snow lotus walking under the sun, holy and beautiful.

Chen Tianhua and Monk Liujie, who were suppressed under the ancestral mountain, stayed for a while. At this moment, they had a sense of a saint seeing the great power of the universe.

Liu Dongdong watched Liu Meimei walking along the way, curled up, her temperament was dusty, and she couldn't help but feel the pain like a knife cut in her heart. He couldn't help but glance at Liu Tao, his eyes full of resentment.

Why am I your son? !

Don’t recognize you, dad, can you? !

Liu Meimei ignored Liu Dongdong's eyes, put on a long skirt, and sat in front of the statue of the ancestor.

Liu Dongdong sat down too much with his hands.

Fang Yu, Kang Yuan and others also stopped outside the field, sitting cross-legged, and they were all curious about how the Liu Family's Celestial Realm practice condensed the Fa.

The square became quiet, stone mills, stone locks, large millstones and many other training tools, lying quietly on the square to rest in the noon sun, it is rare not to be abused by a group of muscular men.

And the ancestor's idol, bright and dazzling under the shining of the sun, the deep eyes seemed to swallow the sun's rays, very energetic, as if it had come alive.

In this way, Liu Dongdong and Liu Meimei stared at the statue of the ancestor, carefully observed and seriously understood the temperament and demeanor of the ancestor.

Liu Dongdong's body was quiet.

On Liu Meimei's body, the aura gradually boiled, and then a cloud of white mist appeared above her head, and snowflakes began to appear in the void, as if it was a cold winter. It was the midsummer season, but the world was freezing cold.

The white mist above her head is changing and solid, as if an invisible hand is drawing a sketch. The appearance of a man gradually appeared in the white mist, very handsome, handsome and almost enchanting, and at the same time domineering, making people look at it. Can't help suffocating.

This man ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is an ancestor!

Liu Tao, Liu Dahai and others looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction.

Although Liu Meimei speaks few words and has a cold temperament, she still cares about her ancestors. You see, among all people, only Liu Meimei's ancestors are the most handsome and handsome.

But at this time, the people around the tribe suddenly uttered an exclamation, and then there were exclamations in the entire square.

Liu Tao was furious and was about to scold the tribe, but glanced at the patriarchal figure above Liu Meimei's head, and her expression changed greatly.

I saw that ancestor’s patriarchal figure, although handsome, sacred, and domineering, but this ancestor’s patriarchal figure wore a female dress, a white dress similar to Liu Meimei, and a white hair, a white-haired shawl, and a white-haired shawl. flower.

In an instant, this ancestor of women's clothing was extremely gorgeous, with a kind of almost evil beauty, which made the heart tremble and the soul tremble.

He hovered above Liu Meimei's head, and he was even more beautiful and outstanding than Liu Meimei, with noble temperament, and eclipsed Liu Meimei.

No one doubts that the ancestor at this moment is a woman.

The women were shocked, the men were dumbfounded, and Chen Tianhua and others opened their mouths wide, unable to close them for a long time.

Liu Tao and others would never have imagined that the ancestors would be so beautiful in women's clothing. They were dull for a moment, and they woke up in an instant, and their faces turned pale in fright.

"Meimei, what are you doing? Stop it!"

"How can the ancestors wear women's clothing?"

...

The Liu family, the first female patriarch of women's clothing, appeared in front of everyone with this attitude...

PS: The ancestors have women's clothing, do you have tickets?

The author has to get up to work tomorrow at 6.20, spelling this way, just finished writing, is there any encouragement?

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