Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 227: A Part of the Story
Suddenly Qing Yuwei's aura increased by leaps and bounds, the life energy within him grew even stronger. Zhou Fan smiled, happiness could no longer be contained in his expression.
Nine out of ten crystals lost power, only one remained and it was a god beast crystal.
Zhou Fan maintained a deep flow of power and kept the energy released by the beast crystal from getting too large. After a long while, the crystal god beast began to dim.
"Did it not work?" Zhou Fan got up, wiping the blood mixed with sweat around his hands. However, Qing Yuwei still did not show any signs of waking up even though the healing process had been completed.
Zhou Fan sat beside Qing Yuwei, "Wei'er, do you still feel at home to sleep. Don't you want to see how beautiful our daughter is?" Clasping Qing Yuwei's hand, Zhou Fan lowered his head. The hands feel light when someone lifts them up.
"Fan gege?"
That weak voice suddenly made Zhou Fan raise his head. Seeing Qing Yuwei's beautiful face smiling at him. Although a little pale, did not close her beautiful face at all.
"Wei'er, you're finally awake!" Zhou Fan hugged Qing Yuwei.
"Where's Xia'er?"
Zhou Fan squinted, "Wei'er, where did you find out the name of our daughter?" Wasn't Qing Yuwei all this time unconscious, how could she know about Zhou Xia.
Qing Yuwei confusedly explained, but he could clearly hear everyone who had come to this room. He was unconscious, but all voices could be captured by him. What he remembered most certainly was the name of his little daughter, the figure of an angel who became an encouragement for him to survive.
When the healer says there is not a long time left, there hope is broken into pieces. But hearing the voice of his little daughter, he again got what was called the spirit of life.
"You just rest, tomorrow I'll bring Xia'er in." Zhou Fan put down the pillow, helping Qing Yuwei to come back on his back.
Qing Yuwei actually did not want to wait, he was too eager to see the appearance of the princess. But he did not have the strength, even to move his hand he had difficulty. Perhaps it was true that Zhou Fan said, he had to rest in order to recover his condition.
Seeing Qing Yuwei begin to close his eyes, Zhou Fan came out and saw the two old men still waiting there.
"Fan'er, how's the healing process? It worked?" Seeing the son instead of asking him the news, Zhou Qian instead discussed something else. What a caring mother, Zhou Fan thought.
"Everything went smoothly mother, but Wei'er had to rest and recover himself." Zhou Fan's reply made the two happy.
Inadvertently the gaze led to a boy in Zhou Hu's arms. "Dad, he ...."
Zhou Hu smiled and nodded, "Zhou Ya, your son."
Zhou Fan immediately took over Zhou Ya from the hands of his father. Looking at a boy who was very similar to him. "Zhou Yes, I'm sorry I just saw you." While stroking his son Zhou Fan's back kissed his forehead and head crest.
"Mother, where's Lin'er?"
"She was in her room, she had just returned to put Xia'er to sleep." Without lingering Zhou Fan headed to Wei Guanlin's room, he was sure the room was still the same before he left the Black Stone City.
The door of the room was not closed, a woman was sitting while reading a story for her little daughter. Zhou Fan approached, hugging him from behind.
"Sorry!"
Wei Guanlin instantly turned her head around, she was very familiar with the voice. "Faan?"
Besides Zhou Fan, he saw his son was also in a sling. "He's very handsome" Zhou Fan said softly.
Wei Guanlin felt her cheeks flushed red, but she was not the one being flattered. But somehow he was the one who was flattered.
Zhou Fan laid Zhou Ya beside Zhou Xia, looking at the wife who was still sitting on the edge of the bed. "Are you tired?"
"Don't say that, I'm not tired at all. It's not your fault either." Wei Guanlin looked on with a deep gaze.
Zhou Fan brought his face closer, Wei Guanlin greeted longingly. Accompanied by the moon, the two roamed the night with warmth.
...
Time passed and the years changed. In that time the Zhou Clan grew, becoming the most respected clan in the empire. No one is ignorant of the clan that comes from this Black Stone City, every time discussing the Zhou Clan, there is always one name that is impossible to miss-Zhou Fan.
While at his residence, Zhou Fan gathered with his little family. Wei Guanlin, Qing Yuwei, Zhou Xia and Zhou Ya.
"Fan, you can't do that to Xia'er."
"What, can't I protect my daughter? She's my daughter." Zhou Fan pulled Zhou Xia and embraced him, like it was only created for him.
"If you care too much about her, how can she have a husband?"
"He doesn't need it, I've had enough to protect him. Isn't that my daughter's master?" Zhou Fan pinched Zhou Xia's nose, making the owner tickle amusedly.
Wei Guanlin let out a sigh of resignation, he gave up if he had to do it one more time. The gaze turned to Zhou Ya, since then his son was just quietly busy with the book in his lap.
"Yes, you can read it later. It's not good to read too many martial arts books too early anyway." Instead of listening, Zhou Ya shook her head and ignored her mother's words.
Once again Wei Guanlin sighed. Absolutely inexhaustible, where did the nature of his son come from. Since getting to know the martial book he was always busy and seemed reluctant to do anything else. Maybe it was good because Zhou Ya had the spirit to become strong, but she was still four years old, too early for him.
...
On a steep hill, there was a woman wearing a blue robe. She was holding a baby who might be one and two months old. Looking up, he occasionally glanced at the handsome baby boy.
"Xu'er, I'm sorry I couldn't give you a complete family. Maybe your father doesn't know he has a handsome son like you." Tears were shed on the beautiful face of the blue-robed woman, she recalled the memories of one year ago that now made her a mother.
"If the mother of that time had a little courage, ...."
"Matriarch?" A middle-aged woman came over and directly bowed her body.
"What's wrong?"
"Elder Yan Yu looked for the existence of the matriarch, saying there was something very important." After conveying the message the middle-aged woman left and they returned just the two of them.
"Xu'er, it seems that your teacher's grandmother is facing a difficult situation. Let's go back to the ice tower sect." Clutching her son, the woman darted away.
"Although without your father, I was able to protect you. The blood of the Leng Clan flows within your body, you are the heir of the Leng Clan. Leng Xu!" the woman's mind.
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Zhou Fan's struggle has ended, look forward to the next announcement because there will be a story of Leng Xu which is certainly no less exciting.
Will he know who his real father is? How did they meet? You will get the answer if you follow the story, "The Return of the Legend"
Not to forget my thanks to you guys - the Legend of the Fighter who has followed Zhou Fan's adventures, despite the imperfections that are still very much encountered. Whether it's from the authorship or the storyline.
But really, this is the best I can give.
So, accept salary👈😎👉