where is the father

Chapter 96 Hey, So Depressed
Xiao Yang's bright face instantly crossed.

"Actually, Xiaoyang also knows that this is impossible, hey... so melancholy!" It's really like my mother, being able to release the big fire dragon is really cool.

Luo Lan covered her mouth and chuckled, she knew that this kind of melancholy state would not last long for her son.

The waiter served a table full of delicacies, and the three of them opened their stomachs and ate and drank for a while, happily, when they heard a lot of movement from the next door.

"I heard that the country mainly holds treasure appraisal conferences. Whoever wins in the end will get the red spirit fire cauldron presented by Master Lan Hai."

"Red Spirit Fire Cauldron? The Red Spirit Fire Cauldron passed down from ancient times?"

"Exactly, I heard that the Red Spirit Fire Cauldron is born with spirituality and can freely choose its owner. For tens of thousands of years, no one has ever been able to ignite it."

"Things like this are tantamount to waste, they can't be ignited, so what's the use for them?"

"Because no one can really get it, it cannot be ignited. If the red spirit can be recognized as the master, then it will naturally be ignited."

"No matter how much you brag about it, it's nothing more than a medicine cauldron."

"You are wrong, the Red Spirit Fire Cauldron is by no means a simple medicine cauldron. It was a personal possession of a super power tens of thousands of years ago. After the power died, the Fire Cauldron fell into the world, and no one ever deciphered its secret." Secret, one can imagine the mystery of the Red Spirit Fire Cauldron."

Luo Lan smiled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm hanging from the corner of her mouth. The people next door spoke at a volume that was used to discuss secret matters. It was clearly a volume used to prevent others from hearing them. Such a small skill, they were ashamed to show their hands.

However, if there really was a Red Spirit Fire Cauldron, she wouldn't mind participating in this so-called treasure appraising competition.

Jun Boqing raised his eyebrows, looking at Luo Lan's expression, he knew what she was thinking.

"Are you interested in this Red Spirit Fire Cauldron?"

Luo Lan shrugged.

"As a pharmacist, I'm naturally interested. Besides, since this red fire cauldron is an ancient and powerful thing, it must be something beyond a spiritual weapon, perhaps a divine weapon."

Speaking of artifacts, Jun Boqing's expression moved slightly, he took a deep look at Luo Lan, and said softly: "Do you really believe that there are artifacts in this world?"

Luo Lan didn't miss the strange expression on Jun Boqing's face, and she couldn't help but curl her lips and said, "Naturally, I believe that a craftsman is just like a pharmacist. Once his strength reaches a certain level, he can refine something beyond imagination. Baby, if there is a spiritual weapon, of course there will be a divine weapon, I have always believed in it."

Jun Boqing stopped talking, her thoughts seemed to drift further and further away, and Luo Lan didn't ask any more questions. Everyone has their own secrets, and some secrets don't want to be shared with others. She understands this feeling.

Ling Tian Kingdom is known for being rich in spirit crystals, and several of the richest raw stone bases on the Eastern Region are all within the territory of Ling Tian Kingdom.

Although the spirit crystal is not comparable to the magic crystal of beasts, it also contains rich energy, which can provide energy for practitioners to achieve the purpose of quickly improving their cultivation.

The output of Lingyuan crystals is very small, and Lingtian Kingdom has always controlled Lingyuan crystals strictly, trying not to let Lingyuan crystals flow into the hands of other countries, so in Suzaku Kingdom, Luo Lan has never seen Lingyuan crystals.

It was night, Jun Boqing came to bid farewell suddenly, and only said that there was an important matter that he needed to deal with personally. She meets.

Luo Lan was not surprised. In the restaurant during the day, she knew that he would definitely leave.

However, what she didn't expect was that when she heard that he was leaving, she felt a deep loss in her heart.

He didn't want to part with Xiaoyang face to face, he only wanted to kiss Xiaoyang's sleeping face, and left with great reluctance.

The next morning, Luo Lan noticed that there seemed to be many eyes around them, and they seemed to be watching their movements all the time.

Luo Xiaoyang twisted his sleepy eyes, and handed a note in his arms to Luo Lan.

"Mother, what is this?"

"Eighteen riders are left for you to send, and wait for me to come back."

Warmth overflowed the whole body, and the corners of the beautiful lips couldn't help but curl up. It turned out that those eyes outside were his masterpiece.

"Where's Daddy?"

Xiaoyang looked around, and the figure he would see every day when he woke up seemed to have disappeared today.

Luo Lan knelt down, straightened Luo Xiaoyang's clothes, and said softly: "Your father will leave for a while, and he will come back to join us after he finishes his work."

With deep disappointment on Luo Xiaoyang's face, he murmured, "How long will you leave for now?"

how long?Luo Lan also didn't know that the affairs of Jianghu were full of variables. She didn't ask him to come back as soon as possible, but only wanted him to be safe and always be safe.

The little fur ball stretched out its claws and patted Xiao Yang's shoulder, comforting: "Don't worry, Xiao Yangyang, the little fur ball will always be with Xiao Yangyang, and will never be separated from Xiao Yangyang."

Xiaoyang turned his head, with tears in his eyes, he choked up and said, "Really? Little Fuqiu, you really won't leave Xiaoyang suddenly like Daddy?"

Seeing Xiaoyang's questioning, the little furball's cute little face suddenly showed a hint of solemnity, as if it had made an important decision, it suddenly closed its eyes, and a golden light shot out from the center of its brow, and the light turned into many tadpole-shaped runes.

The rune hangs above Xiaoyang's head, standing still. At this moment, the little furball opens his eyes and walks towards Xiaoyang.

"Xiao Yangyang, as long as you form a bond with me, we will be inseparable for the rest of our lives."

Xiao Yang, who had inherited the Beast Control Secret Scroll, knew very well about the contract. He raised his eyes to Luo Lan, asking for her opinion.

Luo Lan smiled lightly.

"This is something you should decide on your own, without mother's consent."

Luo Lan was excited in her heart, the little hairball is definitely not as ordinary as it looks on the surface, it must have a very shocking life experience, if it can form a bond with Xiaoyang, it will be beneficial and harmless to Xiaoyang.

Xiaoyang has long regarded the little furball as a part of his family in his mind, and he naturally does not reject the formation of a bond with the little furball. After making up his mind, he raised his chubby hand, muttered a mantra silently, and the wind blade cut through it. His fingers dripped blood into the shining golden qiwen, and the qiwen seemed to be activated, spinning crazily, and finally turned into a ray of light, submerging into Xiaoyang's eyebrows.

Xiaoyang and Xiaomaoqiu sat down with their eyes closed, accepting the various benefits brought to them by forming a bond.

Huge waves of energy surrounded a person and a beast, like an unbreakable protective circle, providing them with the best security protection. Luo Lan looked at them curiously. Like movement.

The little spirit hidden between Luo Lan's eyebrows also seemed to sense this extraordinary energy fluctuation, and it ran out without waiting for Luo Lan's call.

"Little Ling, as a Tree of Life elf, you should be well-informed, can you tell what that little fur ball is?"

Unable to bear the curiosity, Luo Lan asked Xiao Ling.

But Xiao Ling said with a flat mouth: "Before forming a contract with you, I have never been to other places except staying in my own domain. How can I know this?"

Luo Lan nodded, thinking about it, this little spirit seemed to know nothing except how to heal wounds.

(End of this chapter)