Chapter 37 Who is the child's father?
When the two-headed black bird was about to fly out of Golden Qiu City, a group of sword cultivators suddenly appeared in front of them.
One look at their clothes and they knew they were from the Xianyun Sect.
Yang Rongrong wanted the two-headed black bird to turn around and leave here in another direction.
Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw Yun Jie flying straight towards this side.
Yang Rongrong couldn't figure it out. She obviously just notified Tianbei Temple, how could she recruit people from Xianyun Sect? In order not to be caught, she could only let the two-headed black bird land on the spot.
She took the little yellow chicken and Liu Lang to find a place to hide, while the two-headed black bird flew into the sky again and continued to fly towards the outside of the city.
As a result, it was stopped by the sword cultivators of Xianyun Sect as expected.
Yun Jie also hurried over.
He thought he could finally see Senior Sister Sang Chun, but he saw nothing on the back of the two-headed black bird, not even a human figure.
Yun Jie couldn't believe it: "Where is Senior Sister?"
The two-headed black bird raised its head high and didn't even look at him seriously.
If it could speak human language, it would definitely laugh at him right now. Are you stupid? ! Yang Rongrong is too weak now.
She couldn't stand firmly and could only hold on to the wall to steady herself.
Rokuro hugged her calf: "Mom, don't die."
Yang Rongrong smiled weakly: "Don't worry, you won't die in a while."
The little yellow chicken picked up a wooden stick from nowhere and asked her to use it as a crutch.
Yang Rongrong's body was hunched, holding a wooden stick in both hands, and she was walking slowly and with difficulty. With her pale hair and wrinkles on her face, she was really an old woman worthy of the name.
When the people in the city heard that the missing children had been found in the city lord's mansion, they rushed to watch.
Especially those parents who had lost their children were even more anxious and ran very fast at this moment, wishing they could put on their wings and fly directly to the city lord's palace.
A couple accidentally bumped into Yang Rongrong because they were running too hastily.
Yang Rongrong was weak at this time. After being bumped so lightly, her whole body immediately lost her balance.
She staggered back two steps and was about to fall to the ground.
Suddenly, a hand with sharp bones stretched out to support her lower back, holding her steady.
After Yang Rongrong stood firm, she turned around with her crutches and thanked the kind people behind her.
But he froze when he saw the other person's appearance clearly.
At this time, the sun sets in the west and night falls, and the shops on the streets hang up lanterns one after another.
There were hurried passers-by all around.
Shen Wenqu stood alone on the long street. The dim light fell on him, coating his sharp brows and eyes with a layer of light and warm light, revealing a bit of unspeakable tenderness.
He stared at the old woman in front of him quietly, as if he had a thousand words to say, but he never said a word.
In the end, Yang Rongrong spoke first.
"who are you?"
There was an unspeakable guilt in his tone.
Shen Wengui answered the question incorrectly.
"I've been looking for you."
Yang Rongrong did not dare to look into his eyes and whispered: "You must have mistaken the person. I am not the person you are looking for."
Her current senile appearance is far different from her previous appearance, and most people shouldn't be able to recognize her... right?
"They all say you are dead, but I don't believe it. I have searched every place in Qingxia Secret Realm, but there is still no whereabouts of you. I can only keep searching there day after day."
If he hadn't received the message from Yunjie, Shen Wenqu would have been looking for someone in the Qingxia Secret Realm right now.
Yang Rongrong said calmly: "Young man, you are really mistaken. We are strangers to each other..."
Before she could finish her words, Shen Wenqu grabbed her hand and held it tightly.
He stared into her eyes and called in a deep voice. "Sang Chun."
A person's appearance and figure will change, but only the eyes are difficult to change.
With just one glance, Shen Wenqu recognized her as the young disciple he was longing for.
There is no way he would admit his mistake! Yang Rongrong wanted to pull her hand back, but her body was too weak now, and she couldn't break free even if she tried her best.
She said helplessly: "Look carefully, I'm just an ordinary old woman. I'm really not the person you are looking for."
After speaking, she raised her head specifically, completely revealing her wrinkled old face in front of him.
As for food and sex, she didn't believe that any man could like her after seeing her ugly appearance.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, Shen Wenqu pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.
Yang Rongrong was startled by his sudden move.
Unexpectedly, this guy didn't mind her turning into an old woman.
How many languages does he have? !
Yang Rongrong hurriedly pushed the person out.
However, she was weak at this time, her hands and feet couldn't use her strength, and she couldn't push it away no matter what.
She could only raise her head and shout: "Help! It's indecent!"
Passers-by who were originally walking in a hurry were attracted by the shouting, stopped one after another, and followed the sound.
They originally thought that a gangster was molesting a decent woman in the street, and they were ready to rush to save her. However, they saw a stunningly handsome man hugging an 80-year-old woman in the street.
It was the old woman who shouted for help.
This plot was so fantastic and far beyond everyone's expectations that everyone was stunned and didn't know what to do for a while.
At the critical moment, Rokuro took action.
It squeezed hard between Yang Rongrong and Shen Wenqu, forcing a slight distance between them.
Shen Wenqu lowered his eyes and looked at the little bean who suddenly appeared, frowning slightly. There seemed to be something wrong with this child, not like an ordinary mortal.
Before he could take a closer look, he heard a child yelling.
"Bad guy, let go of my mother!"
After shouting, it didn't forget to grin at Shen Wenquan, like a little beast demonstrating to the enemy, and it looked fierce.
Shen Wenqu frowned even more tightly: "Who is your mother?"
"She is my mother! I am her baby!" Liulang turned around and hugged Yang Rongrong's calf, raising his head as if to declare his sovereignty.
Shen Wenqu didn't believe this was true.
He looked at Yang Rongrong and asked her to give an explanation.
"How the hell did this kid get here?"
Yang Rongrong thought this was an opportunity to escape, so she lied without blinking.
"Didn't you hear everything? This is my son. I am married and have a son. I have nothing to do with you anymore. Please let me go and don't bother me again in the future."
Shen Wenqu held her arm tightly, and every word seemed to be filled with ice shards, and the chill was overwhelming.
"I don't believe it! You're lying to me again!"
Yang Rongrong emphasized her tone, as if she was swearing: "Everything I said is true."
"Then tell me, who is the father of the child?"
Yang Rongrong couldn't find a suitable candidate for a while, so she could only say vaguely: "You can't control it, it's not you anyway."
Shen Wenqian's strength became stronger and stronger, her thin lips pursed tightly, and traces of blood red appeared in the depths of her dark eyes.
The inner demon hidden deep in my heart is ready to stir up again.
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