Chapter 1 Soul Piercing Scrap
Yinhuangli, 320 five years, autumn.

Qi Yinguo, the largest country on the Fengyu Continent, is in a state of peace, because today is the 60th birthday of the then imperial teacher Leng Lingtuo.

As the head of the Leng family of Qi Yinguo's first family, Leng Lingtuo's status is below one person and above ten thousand.

In this world where force is paramount, the prosperity of the country is inseparable from the strength of the major families, which is why the current ruler attaches great importance to the Leng family.

It is precisely because of this that Leng Lingtuo's birthday banquet can be so ostentatious, and it is not inferior to the king of a country in the slightest.

Just after nightfall, the front yard was brightly lit, under the faint yellow candlelight, the door of Leng's house was almost smashed by the guests coming and going.

The butler stood at the door with two servants to receive gifts from the guests, the muscles on his face seemed to be cramp from laughing.

No one would have thought that, unlike the prosperous scene in the front yard full of guests, there would be a yard in the backyard of Leng's house that didn't even have a lantern.

Here is the place of shame in the Leng family, the residence of Leng Yanxi, the eldest daughter of the Leng family.

For thousands of years, the Leng family has been a leader in the healing department on this road. Some people say that as long as this person is still alive, even if his two feet have stepped into the gate of hell, the Leng family can also treat his body. Get it back.

As long as they are members of the Leng family, they are very talented in healing ability, and outstanding figures have appeared in generations, but in this life, the Leng family unexpectedly produced a person who has no healing ability at all, Leng Yanxi.

The light cold moon hangs in the sky, there is no wind, but the withered and yellow leaves are still falling down.

The leaves fell between Leng Yanxi's eyebrows, she opened her eyes, rubbed her head that was about to burst, and the overwhelming tsunami was in her mind.

The water curtain formed by the earthquake covered the sky and the sun, leaving only the afterimages of panicked people running and screaming on the beach.

"Oh, Shit!" Leng Yanxi cursed in a low voice and woke up.

She was just going to Mallorca for a vacation, and unexpectedly encountered an earthquake and tsunami.

Thinking of her assassinating the queen of the world, a top international weapons designer, with a net worth of hundreds of millions, an angel face, and a devil figure, she has just started to enjoy life, and this thing happened unexpectedly.

"Mother, you finally woke up."

A round pink face quickly zoomed in before Leng Yanxi's eyes, and her watery eyes shone like stars in the darkness.

"Where did you get the bean buns?" Leng Yanxi has always been unfazed by children who like runny noses, so she stretched out her hand to push that round face.

"Woooo..." The little boy grabbed Leng Yanxi's hand with snot and tears, and cried aggrievedly, "Mother, mother, have you been beaten silly? My name is Hanhan, It’s not called Xiaodoubao.”

Mother?

Leng Yanxi sensitively grasped the key words in the little boy's mouth. She pointed to her nose in disbelief and asked, "What did you call me just now?"

Hanhan sniffed her nose, and replied obediently: "Mother..."

"Fuck! My little one, who is your mother? Girl, I'm not married yet! Don't bark, and be careful that I will sue you for slander!" Leng Yanxi widened her eyes in anger.

"Mother...don't you want to be Hanhan?" Leng Han's tears of grievance dripped down her cheeks, her pitiful appearance made Leng Yanxi instantly feel like a heinous stepmother.

Leng Yanxi patted her forehead to clear her mind, and she carefully looked at the little boy in front of her.

The little boy had a pink round face, a pair of bright and clear eyes, and he was a cute and handsome guy. It's a pity that his arms and legs were small, and he was malnourished at first glance.

Seeing the sincere and longing expression of the little boy, Leng Yanxi couldn't help feeling a pain in her heart.

"Mother..." The little boy threw himself into Leng Yanxi's arms, rubbed his head against Leng Yanxi's chest, and cried, "Mother, Hanhan thought that Mother would never wake up again, Hanhan was afraid... "

Three black lines appeared on Leng Yanxi's forehead, this little rascal, he probably took the opportunity to eat her tofu, right?Just as she was about to push him away, she felt her chest was wet, and she couldn't help but put down her raised hand.

Hey, wait, she stared at her chest with wide eyes...

"Ah!" Leng Yanxi rolled her eyes and almost fainted.

"Grandma's! Who moved my mother 36E's chest!"

(End of this chapter)

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