Chapter 657 I'm Back
"Oh... my son!"
A heart-wrenching cry, as if the cry that had been suppressed for half a century finally broke through the throat.
Mrs. Huo's skinny body burst out with amazing strength.
She suddenly lunged forward, and her dry arms burst out with incredible strength, tightly hugging Huo Qinghuang's kneeling body!
It was as if he wanted to completely knead this lost and recovered treasure into his dying bones and blood!
Tears flowed like a flood, soaking the cold and smooth fabric on Huo Qinghuang's shoulders.
That cry, a mixture of extreme ecstasy, the huge shock of regaining what had been lost, fifty years of endless longing and worry, and the heart-wrenching feeling of being cut by the daughter's dazzling silver hair, was hoarse and broken, but it hit everyone's heart hard.
Huo Qinghuang's body stiffened almost imperceptibly the moment her mother pounced on her.
She had long been accustomed to destruction and rebirth, accustomed to the grandeur of the collapse of stars, and accustomed to the ruthlessness of annihilating powerful enemies with a wave of the hand.
Such direct and hot, the fragile embrace and surging tears of an ordinary mother, with a breath of life so strong that it was almost burning, seemed so strange to her that she seemed from another world.
This fragility made her feel more helpless than the minions of Chaos Disaster.
However, it was only for a moment.
The instinct that was almost buried by the extraordinary power suddenly awakened like a dormant volcano.
The stiffness faded away, and Huo Qinghuang slowly raised her arms and hugged the skinny body in her arms.
Her movements were gentle and almost clumsy, for she was afraid that even the slightest bit of her strength would hurt this fragile mortal.
"Mom, I'm here, I'm back..."
She repeated in a low voice, her voice still cold but trying to be softer, trying to comfort the old man who was sobbing in her arms.
The dazzling silver hair fell down and entangled with the mother's gray hair, silently telling the cruelty of time and the tenacity of family affection.
Huo Jiayue watched eagerly from the side, wanting to go up and hug her sister, but was a little afraid.
At this heartbreaking moment of mother and daughter hugging each other, the baby in Ao Jiu's arms opened his eyes at some point.
The little guy had sleepy eyes and smacked his lips, seeming to be curious about the surroundings.
His big eyes, as pure as the newborn universe, rolled around and fell on Huo Qinghuang and Mrs. Huo who were hugging each other tightly.
Especially on the cold recliner under Mrs. Huo, which symbolizes aging and confinement.
The baby's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with the "uncomfortable" feeling conveyed by the thing.
He stretched out his chubby lotus-root-like little arms, and gently grabbed in the air in the direction of Mrs. Huo!
The action was as casual as brushing away a speck of dust from one's eyes.
There were no earth-shaking energy fluctuations, and no mysterious and complex runes flashing.
It was as if it was just a thought, a will originating from the origin of chaos quietly descended.
The recliner under Mrs. Huo, along with the soft cushion on it, melted and decomposed silently under Ao Huo Jiayue's astonished gaze, like ice and snow thrown into the scorching sun!
Almost at the same moment when the recliner disappeared, a comfortable swing chair made of countless emerald green vines that exuded vitality appeared out of thin air, firmly supporting Mrs. Huo's body that suddenly lost support!
The vines are twisted and full of natural wildness.
What was even more astonishing was that in an instant, countless bowl-sized, brilliant golden and red flowers shaped like phoenixes spreading their wings bloomed on the vines!
The rich but not greasy fragrance instantly spreads, refreshing the heart and sweeping away the lingering medicinal smell and the scent of aging in the air!
Mrs. Huo was so shocked by this sudden change that she stopped crying and looked down at herself in a daze.
The cold touch disappeared, replaced by the flexible support of the vines and the soft embrace of the poinciana flowers.
She moved her body subconsciously, and the swing swayed gently. Her body seemed to be full of vitality, and she felt a long-lost sense of relaxation.
“This, this is…”
Mrs. Huo's tear-stained face still showed great sorrow, and at this moment there was a hint of unbelievable surprise.
This feeling is as if I was instantly moved from a gloomy sickbed to a vibrant spring garden.
Is her serious illness healed?
“Hehe…”
The instigator seemed very satisfied with his "masterpiece". He laughed happily in Ao Jiu's arms and clapped his little hands excitedly.
That pure laughter, like a flowing spring, instantly diluted the heavy sadness that permeated the courtyard.
Ao Jiu looked down at the lawless little ancestor in his arms, the corners of his mouth twitched, and finally he could only shake his head helplessly and gave Huo Qinghuang a bitter smile.
Huo Qinghuang was also stunned by this sudden change, and then looked at the baby, with a very faint warmth in his eyes.
She helped her mother sit gently on the flower-covered vine swing.
"Mom, please sit down."
Her voice became much softer.
Mrs. Huo held her hand, looked at the baby stubbornly, and asked in a trembling voice:
"Qing Huang, that, that child, is it, is it you and Ao Jiu's child?"
The air was silent for a moment.
Huo Qinghuang opened her mouth, not knowing how to explain.
"sister……"
Huo Jiayue finally came over and, as usual, looked at the two of them with a wink.
She was just about to make a joke when she heard a loud roar of shock, anger and disbelief, like a thunderclap!
"Enemy attack? Who the hell is so bold as to come and cause trouble in my Huo family?!"
It’s Huo Lingchuan’s voice!
The defensive barrier of the Huo family's ancestral home was silently penetrated. This was a naked provocation and a slap in the face!
He was already furious at the conservative strategies of a few old stubborn people in the 749 Bureau, and this was just adding fuel to the fire!
"Protect the old lady! Protect Miss Jiayue!"
Several figures, accompanied by loud shouts and sounds of breaking through the air, shot towards the backyard from different directions like arrows!
These are the core guard forces of the Huo family. They have lightning-fast reactions and fierce auras, and they are all at least at the Jindan stage!
However, as fast as they are, there are people who are faster than them!
A fiery red figure, like a burning meteor, surpassed all the guards with an almost brutal attitude and was the first to break through the moon door connecting the front hall and the backyard!
The speed was so fast that it even left a trail of faint afterimages behind it!
It’s Huo Baoer!
Fifty years have not left many traces on her bright and flamboyant face, but instead have precipitated a more fierce and imposing aura.
She was wearing a neatly tailored fiery red outfit that outlined her agile figure. Her long hair was tied up high, and her eyes and eyebrows vaguely showed the shadow of the stubborn girl from back then, but with a bit more decisiveness and majesty.
She is already the actual head of the Huo family's eldest branch, her cultivation has reached the fusion stage, and she has a very high prestige in the Huo family.
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