Yun Feimiao couldn't help feeling a little nauseous, and directly drew out the Frost Sword to chop the evil creature that imitated Situ Xin.
Situ Xin's figure disappeared in an instant, but the illusion continued. The originally lush green background of the secret place turned into the courtyard where he lived when he was in the Yun family.
The courtyard is warm with flowers blooming and the sun is shining brightly.
He was sitting on the swing in the yard, swinging towards the gate.
The scary thing was that his legs had shortened so much that he couldn't touch the ground at all.
Yun Feimiao stretched out his chubby little hand and took a look. This seemed to be his body when he was six years old, right?
He looked in the direction of the courtyard gate, somewhat puzzled. What should he be waiting for at this time?
Soon, a gentle white appeared at the gate of the courtyard.
"Miaomiao, look, what did Daddy bring you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a little head popped out from behind Master Yun San, which looked exactly like Xie Yang when he was seven or eight years old.
"Ah Miao, I'm back to celebrate your birthday with you."
Yun Feimiao's heart trembled slightly, and he immediately jumped off the swing.
The little boy at the gate of the yard also ran towards him happily, as if he wanted to jump on him and hug him.
Yun Feimiao had imagined the scene of their reunion countless times facing the courtyard gate, and it was just like this, almost exactly the same.
They will run towards each other happily, hug each other happily, then swing together, appreciate flowers together, feed fish together, and spend this birthday happily.
But that year, Afeng was unable to keep the appointment, and all his fantasies were shattered.
It was a thorn buried in his heart. Even though Xie Yang pulled it out with his own hands later, the tingling feeling still existed.
He hated people touching the thorn that made him feel numb, itchy and slightly painful, and he hated people using Afeng's appearance and voice to deceive him.
Even if this scene is what he wants, the person who controls this illusion must die.
Yun Feimiao held the little boy's hand, and a chill passed through his hands, quickly freezing the other person into ice.
Looking at the incredible expression on the other person's face, Yun Feimiao swung his sword again, directly chopping the other person into pieces wrapped in ice.
It also shattered the part of the illusion that trapped him.
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