"What did you say?"


    Zhou Ruoyun''s red eyes widened. She looked at Dao Ling and said uncertainly, "what did you just call me?"


    Her voice trembled, and her unimaginable eyes looked at Dao Ling. He seemed to be calling his mother just now


    For more than ten years, she often thought of Daoling, and she could dream of it in her dreams. She once thought about the current appearance of Daoling, and she dreamed of the son in her dream, who would one day call her mother.


    But no, Zhou Ruoyun often remembered that in the year of separation, Daoling was only a year old and not far from death. That day was the end for her.


    For more than ten years, day and night, it''s strange that Zhou Ruoyun doesn''t miss Daoling. This is her life, but some things are within her power. She finds that she can''t go back at all. She has been under house arrest here and hasn''t taken half a step.


    Until last year, she learned that Daoling had left, and the glimmer of hope she had insisted on seemed to be dashed. She had been longing for Daoling to stand in front of her one day, longing for a miracle.


    But she still didn''t believe it. She didn''t believe that Daoling would leave the world. She wouldn''t believe it if she didn''t see it with her own eyes, but it was a kind of suffering, a kind of painful suffering for her.


    Dao Ling clenched his fists and his lips trembled slightly. From childhood to childhood, Dao Ling didn''t know who his mother was. He used to feel that his mother might have died.


    When he was a child, everyone had a mother, and he also wanted to have a mother, because at the end of the day, no one was as dear as his mother. No matter how big this place is, it is not as big as his mother.


    When I was a child, some people often said that Ling was a motherless child, and others said that he jumped out of a crack in a stone.


    Every time he saw some mothers love their children, Daoling wanted to have this maternal love, but he didn''t, never had it.


    As he grew up, he gradually forgot that there was another important person in his life. Sometimes he hated his mother. Why did he leave himself and the lame.


    As a child, Daoling was a sleeping God and a waste in the eyes of outsiders. He wanted to have relatives more than anyone else.


    Until one day he learned something, Daoling found that he also had a mother who loved him, but Zhou Ruoyun returned to the great Zhou Dynasty without hesitation in order to protect the Dao family, and suffered more than ten years of repression.


    Since then, Daoling has been working towards this goal, rolling the opposite side, and a few years have passed.


    Seeing it now, Daoling didn''t know what to say, but he couldn''t help gushing out with an emotion in his heart. He shouted, "Mom, I''m Daoling, I''m Daoling, I''m not dead, I''m looking for you."


    Hearing the speech, Zhou Ruoyun trembled all over, her lips were wriggling, her palms were trembling, and she said quietly, "you are really Daoling, my son, you are really my son."


    Tears flowed from the bottom of her eyes. She was a little insane. Her son, whom she had been missing, was miraculously standing in front of her at this moment. She felt that she was dreaming.


    "I am, I." Daoling nodded heavily and laughed: "I''m, mom, I''m not dead, I''m Daoling."


    "My son hasn''t left yet." Zhou Ruoyun''s palm covered his lips, and his trembling palm touched Daoling''s face, but a layer of barrier blocked her palm.


    "Mom, it''s my brother. My brother hasn''t died yet. My brother came to you." Dao Xiaoling was also beside him, making a choking voice: "Mom, he is my brother.


    "My son, you are really a son." Zhou Ruoyun laughed in ecstasy, staring at Daoling with red eyes and laughing loudly, "my son has come. Daoling is really you, isn''t my mother dreaming?"


    She stretched out her hand to touch it, but this layer of boundary had been hindering her, and her body was trembling.


    "Mom, it''s me." Dao Ling''s eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. "I came to see you."


    Dao Xiaoling also hurriedly said, "Mom, it''s my brother. It''s really my brother. My brother has been fine. I came to see you today."


    "Daoling" Zhou Ruoyun couldn''t help laughing and crying, "my mother knew how my son could easily leave me, and my mother knew you would come to see me."


    "He is Ruoyun''s son." Li Panxiang couldn''t help shivering as if she had seen a ghost. What''s the matter? How did Zhou Ruoyun have a son


    For Li Panxiang, all this is too inconceivable. He feels that this teenager is too mysterious. Qizhen Pavilion, Xuantian, Zhou Ruoyun''s son, who is he


    "How can it be?" Zhou Jian''s face changed wildly, and he suddenly remembered that in the past, in Xuanyu, a mole ant, a dying child, was still alive, and even ran into the great Zhou Dynasty.


    Of course, he has another level of identity, the famous Tao in Xuanyu


    Zhou couldn''t help but bristle, who was the first person in the Xuanyu, and killed the seven strong men in the holy domain


    But isn''t he dead? He''s not dead yet, and he even ran here. Moreover, he has mastered the top ten supreme powers, and once killed to the first place in the battle list


    This position makes the younger generation of the Holy Land tremble. This is definitely a wizard like a demon. This is the child who used to be called low blood by him.


    At the beginning, the matter was so noisy that many people knew it, and Zhou Jian naturally knew it. Hearing that this person''s surname was Dao, he secretly investigated his identity and realized that this Dao was Zhou Ruoyun''s son


    "No" Zhou Jian lost control and raised his fist to open the prison. He figured out everything. Zhang Ling was Daoling, and Dao was the demon king of the holy land. All this was revenge


    "How can it be?" kongxueyu''s face was a little ferocious, and growled, "Zhou Ruoyun, you bastard, you even have a son. How dare you?"


    Kongxueyu and Zhou Ruoyun were also people of the same era. At the beginning, they were both famous women of heaven in the holy land. There were still some contradictions between them.


    When Zhou Ruoyun left, Kong Xueyu married the emperor. Later, when Zhou Ruoyun came back, Kong Xueyu targeted Zhou Ruoyun, but now her son beat himself


    Zhou Ruoyun was so angry that he almost smoked that he lost control and said, "Zhou Jin, go ahead, kill this beast for me, and kill it immediately."


    "It''s the imperial concubine," Zhou Jian said with a grim smile, "well, it''s really good to get together."


    "No, son, hurry up." Zhou Ruoyun''s face suddenly changed and hurried, "hurry up, don''t care about me, the emperor won''t kill me, hurry up."


    "Mom, I want to take you home"


    Daoling shook his head, and a huge axe appeared in his hand. The black axe showed a kind of domineering momentum, threatening the world.


    Zhou Ruoyun was stunned. She saw this huge axe. It was obvious that it was a treasure. Her son had a treasure. What happened these years.


    However, seeing the appearance of Daoling carrying a huge axe, Zhou Ruoyun felt that his son was really handsome, but he still shouted, "don''t go, you can''t break this border, you don''t have to worry about me, my mother will be fine."


    "If you still want to go, there''s no way" Zhou Jian rushed down angrily and wanted to kill Daoling directly to get the most powerful magic power


    Boom


    The huge axe in Daoling''s hand suddenly burst into terrible darkness. His momentum was like the sky, just like a God King who created the world, and he was unparalleled.


    "Open it to me" Daoling blasted and roared. He soared away, holding a huge axe in both hands. In an instant, he took turns to move away. This piece of heaven and earth was split by him, and directly blasted to this layer of barrier.


    This axe is so powerful that a mountain can be split, but when it is cleaved on this barrier, it has not been shaken


    "Don''t" Zhou Ruoyun concentrated on Zhou Jian, who had been killed, and whispered, "don''t hurt my son, Zhou Jian, do you want to die?"


    "This beast must die." Zhou Jian''s palm was almost pressed on Daoling''s back. Daoling felt suffocated. He roared, "Xiao TA, kill him!"


    And in this instant, a thunderous roar broke out: "Zhou Jin, you bastard, dare to deal with my son. Your head seems to want to move."