Chapter 3: Mother's message

Hiding behind the screen, drying her body and changing to a clean white dress, Xiaoyu touched her hot cheek, smiled at Chu Yan, and ran out, not long, and again come back.
When she returned, she was holding a tray in her hand.
Xiaoxiong didn't know what Chu Yan wanted, but when Chu Yan saw only one tray, his gaze suddenly fixed.
In the fierce slaying of the army, the air in the entire room was condensed.
Xiaoxiong's body shivered suddenly.
She was just instinctively afraid of this momentum, not afraid of words.
Because she believed that Her Royal Highness would never hurt herself.
"Let's go there, rest sooner or later, early tomorrow morning, we are going to leave." Feeling Xiao Xiao's discomfort, Chu Yan spread the momentum and waved to the other side.
"His Royal Highness doesn't need Xiaoyu--" Xiaoyu bit her lip, and her cheeks were burning as she spoke.
Seeing Chu Yan staring at himself, Xiao Yan grinned immediately, turned and ran out, and when he closed the door for Chu Yan, he did not forget to make a face at the other side: "Xiao Yan knew that His Royal Highness was just talking, hehe— "
Having said that, I hurriedly closed the door and ran to the next room, got into the bed, and the whole person shrank into a quilt.
Feeling that his cheeks were hot and his head was a little dizzy, Xiaoxi could not help but hug his knees, thinking blankly: "His Royal Highness is completely different from other princes. When those princes were only twelve or three years old, Concubine, and many children are born, and His Royal Highness is only one person, and he has never been rude to Xiaoyu, sometimes his mouth is bad. Hee-- "
"Speaking of, Your Highness's arms are so warm ... why my head is dizzy and my body is hot, shouldn't it be cold ..."
Stupid, the girl fell asleep.
At the same time, in the next room, Chu Yan frowned, looking at the two items on the tray in front of him.
An inexplicable snorkeling breath was lingering in the room.
Before that, he made three requests. One was to return the mother's relics, the other was to return to the maidservant Xiaoyin, and the third thing was to return to the weapon that he used to kill the battlefield that year—the broken dragon gun.
Inside the tray are mother's relics and his broken dragon gun.
However, there is only one mother's relic, an earring that is not eye-catching, and Chu Yan's broken dragon gun has only a section of the gun tip, and the part connecting the gun rod seems to be cut off by some kind of sharp weapon. The average.
After staring for a long time, Chu Yan laughed: "Bill me now that I have lost all my skills, but you wait, it should be my thing, I will be the same, and get it back from you."
Picking up the seemingly inconspicuous earrings from the tray, Chu Yan's fingertips rubbed thinly on his face, and his heart felt a touch of warmth.
I remember when my mother was alive, she often told herself that this earring was her most important treasure.
At that time, Chu Yan was very young and strange, because his mother was the most beloved concubine of the Emperor of Nanyuan County, and there were countless treasures, and she was rewarded almost every day.
And those rare treasures, this earring, it can be said that it is broken copper and iron.
Every time Chu Yan asked this question, his mother smiled and didn't answer, but just told Chu Yan that one day, when he used it, he would naturally understand.
"Which time to use it." After a moment of groaning, Chu Yan held the earrings to his ears and pierced his earlobe with the sharp end.
The expected stinging did not appear, and there was not even a feeling of discomfort.
Chu Yan was suddenly very puzzled. Although his realm had fallen from the original Zhenwu realm to four ordinary people today, his physical condition should not be even painful.
When Chu Yan felt weird, he didn't see it himself. The blood that had rushed out of the wound on his earlobe was slowly absorbed by the bronze earrings at this moment.
On the surface of this earring, a strange purple light emerges.
"What's going on!" Suddenly, Chu Yan discovered this unusual change through the reflection of the bucket water surface.
But before he had time to respond, Chu Yan felt a strong force, and suddenly he grabbed his body and dragged him fiercely.
Suddenly, the sky spins, countless rays of light in front of the eyes, strange and ephemeral.
When Chu Yan returned to God, he was surprised to find that he had entered a chaotic world.
In front of him, a tall tower stood tall and stood on the spot.
This tall tower, I do n’t know how many years have existed, the surface has been dilapidated and mottled, but a breath of vastness, but it is rushing onward, let Chu Yan be heartbroken.
"This is the earring that brought me?" After all, it is someone who has seen the big scene, and all the previous experiences let Chu Yan know that there are immortals in this world.
He and others have heard that the immortal method can open up the void and build a hole between the particles.
"Is the earring that my mother left me a magic weapon for the fairy?"
Chu Yan became more and more confused.
The mother he remembered, gentle and noble, was a goddess that everyone admired, but it didn't seem to show any amazing means.
And if the mother is a fairy, how could she die.
Shaking his head and throwing away these thoughts for a while, Chu Yan walked towards the high tower. Now that he is here, it must be seen clearly.
When he came to the tower, Chu Yan found that some words were written on the wall next to the old gate of the tower.
Slightly swept, Chu Yan suddenly felt shocked.
That graceful handwriting is very similar to the words he remembered from his mother!
Immediately he didn't care if there was danger here, he hurried closer and looked closely.
"Chuyan my son"
The opening four words, in a flash, made Chu Yan's nose sharp.
A year ago, when he was defamed by his father and usurped power, he did not cry when it was against humanity.
As Wan Fu pointed out, when the accumulated reputation for many years fell to the bottom of the valley instantly, he did not cry.
As a horror practitioner, he was said to be the most gifted practitioner since the founding of Namwon-gun, and when he was insidious and poisoned, he did not cry.
When locked in the infamous abyssal magic prison, he had no red eyes.
Because Chu Yan always believed that what he had lost would be the same and he would get it back again.
But at this time, when seeing that it was the mother's message, Chu Yan's nose was sore, her eyes were hot, and the Sri Lankan person had passed away, but her mother's warm embrace would never return.
The mother's feminine and feminine font is now showing her eyes, as if she is personally approaching, softly speaking, and speaking softly to Chu Yan.
Taking a deep breath, the blurred eyes became clear again, and Chu Yan carefully looked at the handwriting on the wall.
There was a hunch in his heart. This immortal method must be related to his mother, and the mother made a special trip to leave a word for herself, which also had a special purpose.