"Life is like a basket of steamed buns, no one knows what's going to happen next."
"Life is the best novelist, because no one can guess what's going to happen next."
Li Muyang's mind was blank, but in that blank screen, the famous words of the two sages that expressed the same meaning kept flashing by.
When Li Muyang heard Lu Qingming say that he was his son, his heart was like a raging wave beating against the shore, he was shocked.
He was Li Yan's son, Luo Chi's son, Li Shinian's brother … For more than ten years, this concept had been deeply rooted in his mind, in the depths of every hair, every bone, and every drop of blood.
Moreover, Li Muyang could clearly feel the deep love and care that Li Yan and Luo Chi had for him. Countless nights, countless times he woke up from the burning fever. When he opened his blurry and heavy eyelids, the first thing he saw were always the two busy figures, the anxious but forced smiles on their faces …
"If I'm not their biological son, why would they do so many things for me?
"If I'm not their biological son, why would they … treat me like their biological son?"
Li Muyang had also seen the children of the neighbors, and he had also seen the parents of other students, but he had never noticed anything strange. He had never felt that he was different from others.
The only difference was that he was a little bit dumber and uglier than others.
In his mind, his mother was still alive and well, and they loved him very much. Even though he had disappointed them countless times and obtained the worst results in the whole school, they still doted on him and cared for him.
Li Muyang had always felt that he was lucky and happy.
Even during the most difficult days when he was as black as charcoal and was called a 'pig', he still felt that there were more laughter than tears, and that joy lasted longer than pain.
Father Li Yan, mother Luo Chi, brother Li Muyang, and sister Li Shinian … The four of them were a family, a family of four. In Li Muyang's heart, this was an unbreakable domain, an inseparable whole.
This was the Li family.
In the future, it might even become a member of the Li Clan.
Now, Lu Qingming jumped out and said that he was the flesh and blood of the Lu Family, his and Gongsun Yu's son …
What's more, he was not only the son of the Lu Family, but had also exchanged identities with Lu Qiji — — Lu Qiji was a Phoenix, the Phoenix of the Mother of the Human Race.
What had happened to this world?
Was she crazy or was Lu Qingming crazy?
Li Muyang touched his face. There was no fever, and there was no possibility of hallucinations.
Then, Lu Qingming … looked very serious and normal.
"Muyang — —" Lu Qingming saw the panic in Li Muyang's eyes, and also saw the contradiction and hesitation in his heart.
Yes, he understood that he was an intruder, a — — in his emotional zone, he was still a stranger.
"You should have had doubts, why did Father send out the most powerful three souls and seven spirits when he sent you to Jiangnan — — you must have also had doubts, why did Spiritual Master Ziyang personally come to Jiangnan to treat you, and saved you from death again and again — — and why did you encounter so many dangers in Jiangnan, encountered assassination after assassination — — Some happened in places you can see, but more happened in places you can't see — — In order to protect the safety of your family, we lost 20 masters in Jiangnan — —"
"Also, you clearly passed the exam to Westwind University, why were you eventually recruited by Starry Sky Academy. When you returned to Tiandu, why did Gongsun Yu again and again couldn't help but get close to you, but because of that secret, she could only retreat again and again, to a place you can't see — — "
"And Father, in order to protect you, he clashed with the Song family again and again, and even this time did not hesitate to fight with Song Gudu on the peak of Mist Mountain — —"
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The expression on Li Muyang's face was extremely complicated.
The things that Lu Qingming said were exactly the things that Li Muyang had been wondering about all this time.
He was not an idiot, on the contrary, after fusing with the Tear of the Dragon King, his wisdom was much higher than that of ordinary people.
Why was the sloppy Lao Dao cultivator who treated him, one of the seven Taoist spiritual masters, Spiritual Master Ziyang?
Why was he admitted to the mysterious Starry Sky Academy without registering?
Why was Aunt Gongsun so close to him, giving him generous gifts and clothes — — The key was that the clothes were sewn in advance, and each fit him so well.
Why would Lu Xingkong protect him at all costs. After all, in the eyes of political figures, he was just the son of a servant — —
Understood.
Everything was clear.
He was the son of the Lu Family, the son that was sent out by the Lu Family to be raised by a servant — —
Li Muyang looked up at Lu Qingming, studying him for the first time with such a serious, clear and complicated expression.
"This man is my father."
"This man is my biological father."
For some reason, Li Muyang did not feel happy at all, but instead felt — — a feeling of betrayal to his father Li Yan.
Li Yan was his father, his father for more than ten years, the father who had given everything for him — —
"I — —" Li Muyang opened his mouth to speak, but did not know what to say.
Father and son reunited, hug each other and cry?
Or his father, who had been separated for many years, blamed them for leaving him alone in Jiangnan?
"My original name should be Lu Qiji?" Li Muyang looked at Lu Qingming and asked aloud.
"Yes." Lu Qingming nodded. "Your name is Lu Qiji. It was your grandfather who gave you this name. Before you were born, he had been looking through ancient books, trying to find a good name for you — — The name was chosen, but he did not expect to use it on his grandson. "
Lu Qingming, worried that Li Muyang would hate his father, explained aloud: "Muyang, your grandfather must have his own difficulties to make such a decision. You are his grandson, the hope of the Lu Family that he has been looking forward to. I think, his heart is more difficult than ours — — but, he has to be more decisive than us. Because only in that way, can he really — — protect your safety. "
Li Muyang looked up at Lu Qingming. "You — — what do you know?"
"Muyang, I saw — —" Lu Qingming said aloud.
"What?"
"Dragon scales." Lu Qingming said aloud. "When the Taoist priests of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau were singing the 'Dragon Slayer Song', the back of your hand was covered with scales. Although you had been trying to cover it up with clothes at that time, but, I still saw — — "
Boom — —
The top of Li Muyang's head seemed to be about to explode.
His body was hot and dry, and his blood was boiling.
His pupils were blood red, and his body was filled with violence and anger.
In the depths of his brain, there was an old voice roaring at him:
Kill him!
Kill him!
Kill him!
Again and again, and again and again.
His body was getting hotter and hotter, like a fire.
His palm was itching unbearably, as though something sharp was about to break out of his body.
Also, his body gave off a wonderful feeling of pain and pleasure, as if there were countless centipedes and scorpions crawling on his body.
Kill him!
The old voice was getting more and more urgent, and louder and louder.
He wanted to pierce through Li Muyang's body, penetrate his head, break out of his shell, and soar into the sky.
"Muyang — —" Lu Qingming cried out in panic, looking at Li Muyang's state at this moment.
Li Muyang did not respond.
His eyes were even more blood red.
His palm was trembling more violently, and there was a black scale covering the back of his hand, and then disappeared — —
"Dragon transformation." Lu Qingming exclaimed.
He knew that Li Muyang was about to enter the state of dragon transformation.
His body was still not under his control, he still — — could turn into a murderous dragon.
"Muyang, I am Lu Qingming, your father — —" Lu Qingming used the family's' wave technique 'to break through the sound blockade and emotional boundary of the outside world, and penetrated his voice into the depths of Li Muyang's mind.
Li Muyang's pupils turned red, turning into two pools of blood.
His forehead was dripping with sweat, and then his eyes snapped open — —
"Hu — —"
Li Muyang was gasping violently, his clothes were soaked with sweat.
"I — —" Li Muyang looked at Lu Qingming, not knowing how to explain his physical condition to him.
For some reason, he was in a bad mood today, and his body was full of hostility that was difficult to vent.
He wanted to yell and scream, and even more wanted to kill and set fire.
"Muyang, are you all right?" Lu Qingming asked with concern. In any case, the father was still most concerned about the physical condition of the child.
Even if the scene he saw just now had left him with lingering fear, and made him suspect that there was a dragon in Li Muyang's body.
Just as he had seen the scales on Li Muyang's arm on the Sword God Square, but did not show any unusual reaction.
However, he had never doubted that Li Muyang was not his son.
"I'm all right." Li Muyang shook his head. "I just — —"
"Want to kill." An old and familiar voice sounded in his ear.
Li Muyang jerked up from the boulder.
He looked around, everywhere, but did not see anyone.
He clearly heard Song Gudu's voice, but did not know where Song Gudu was.
This feeling made him panic, and also felt aggrieved.
"Come out — —" Li Muyang roared, "Song Gudu, come out — —"
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