"mother……"

Looking at the back, Red Boy's heart softened.

He remembered that it was this figure that pulled him into pieces and pee, taught him to practice magic, read and write...

But this is precisely because he hated his nominal father even more.

The bastard who was ruthless and only cared about his own pleasure, but was irresponsible, left the mother and the other two and left for so many years, never even came back to see him.

From the end of his memory, the family has been deserted and always been the mother and son who depend on each other.

But that bastard didn't show up, but there seemed to be a place for him invisibly.

He was no longer complete without this home, as if something was missing forever, and his mother was always so protective of that bastard whenever he asked.

This made him unable to bear the nominal father.

At this time, he had long forgotten his previous life after passing through the fertility.

I forgot that it was the fire spirit bead of Tathagata, and it was almost refined by my own mother, and it almost turned into a girl.

All things in the world are divided into yin and yang. Men belong to yang and women belong to yin.

If Princess Iron Fan had to tossed him for a while, maybe he would have become "her" today.

In short, after his struggle, he finally got what he wanted and did not become "her".

"The boy said goodbye."

Red Boy took a deep breath and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Holy Infant, Holy Infant, wait a moment..."

Upon hearing this, Princess Iron Fan shouted quickly.

Red Boy stopped and saw Princess Iron Fan rush out and take out the banana fan and say, "If you want the banana fan, you can take it to protect yourself!"

"Mother, don't worry, you forgot that I have cultivated into Samadhi True Fire from the Flame Mountain thousands of miles away."

Red Boy's eyes warmed and she smiled and said, "The casual fairy is no longer my opponent. My mother keeps the banana fan to protect herself. If the child needs it, come to borrow it from her mother."

Of course he knew the meaning of this treasure to the mother and mother.

In the past few hundred years, many monsters have either taken a fancy to the treasure land of Cuiyun Mountain or his mother's beauty, but without exception, they have been solved by his fancy fan.

This fan can be said to be the foundation for the two of them to settle down.

"This brat, what else do we mother and mother say to borrow it or not?"

Princess Iron Fan gave Hongbo's white look and reached out to touch Hongbo's head.

She felt very contented when she looked at the caring child in front of her, and she was also very grateful to the sensible son God gave her.

"Mom, stop touching my head. People outside say they keep touching me but I'm not tall."

Red Boy smiled and told the jokes he heard outside.

But as soon as he said it, his smile disappeared on his face and looked at Princess Iron Fan in panic.

Princess Iron Fan's smile also solidified.

Her hand that stretched out froze in the air, and a hint of pain flashed across her face.

"Mom, I'm sorry!"

Red Boy whispered.

"No, it's my mother who's sorry for you, let you..."

Princess Iron Fan couldn't say anything and turned around and said, "It's getting late. It's time to go back to your cave. You must remember what your mother said outside."

"Boy obeys the order"

The red boy turned into a fire and soared into the sky.

"Holy Infant..."

Looking at the flowing light away, Princess Iron Fan turned around and burst into tears: "It's all my fault. No matter what the price I pay, I will definitely let you grow up."

According to common sense, how could a child in the world not grow up for hundreds of years?

Princess Iron Fan recalled and finally confirmed that it might be that she didn't want this child at the beginning, so she used all her methods. She slandered her in the process of refining it, which led to her congenital deficiencies. So Red Boy has not grown up for hundreds of years, just like a child.

If it weren't for this, her son would have grown up long ago...

This is also the most guilty and regretful thing she has felt in hundreds of years.

If she could, she was willing to make up for the child with everything.

In the early stage, she tried every means to use various rare and rare elixirs, but none of them worked.

Later, as time passed, Hongboy also understood this matter in his heart, but he was very sensible and paid great attention to not mentioning the words "height" and "growing up" by her side.

——

It is called the mountain, the dry pine stream, and the fire cloud cave.

Red Boy sat on his throne, flipped his right hand and appeared with a scroll. He stretched out his hand and threw it out. When Red Boy opened it in front of him, he saw that there was only one man on it.

A man who looks very ordinary, but his eyes are deep and unspeakable.

Four words next to it: Duobao Great Sage!

"Is it him?"

Red Boy stared at the portrait and his eyes flashed.

He remembered that he accidentally had this portrait from his mother's secret room when he was a child, but when he grew up, his mother went back to get the painting this time.

"It seems you've got what you want."

A white deer spirit wearing a white robe and holding a wooden stick, looking a little fairy-like, stepped forward and said.

Red Boy threw the scroll over: "You are very knowledgeable, have this person heard of it?"

"Duobao Great Sage? I know a little bit about the masters of the Three Realms, but I have never heard of this title."

The white deer spirit said, "Is this person your biological father?"

"You haven't heard of it? Then isn't it a waste of my trip to get this back?"

Red Boy's expression was gloomy and stared at the White Deer Spirit.

Bai Lu Jing pondered and said, "I haven't heard of the name Duobao, but that happened thousands of years ago, and he shouldn't be the Great Sage of Duobao?"

"Who are you talking about?" Red Boy's expression moved.

The white deer spirit said: "Tathagata Buddha!"

"What?"

Red Boy was shocked and said angrily: "If you don't know, don't talk nonsense, it's scary or not?"

"Who said nonsense? It was because you were born late. I just don't know these ancient secrets."

Bai Lu Jing explained: "The Buddha was a Taoist more than 90 years ago. His Taoist name was Duobao. Why did I lie to you?"

"Duobao... Taoist?"

The red boy's eyes flashed: "Tagata Buddha and...my mother?"

He imagined a golden Buddha and a beautiful woman...

Red Boy shook his head suddenly.

No matter how I think about it, I can't help it.

"Impossible, time doesn't match. When I was born, I was already Buddha."

Red Boy shook his head and said, "Also, you said I was congenitally damaged by the yin and yang in my body, and the yin is strong and yang is weak, so I need to absorb the true essence of my biological father to make up for my innate shortcomings. If anyone can beat the Buddha, you can beat it!"

In addition to trying to teach that guy a lesson, this is another purpose he has to find that bastard.

Treatment!

Although he said that he didn't care about his body, it was all about comforting his mother. He could not stand his hundreds of years old staying in the body of a seven or eight-year-old child who was harmless.

Bai Lu Jing said: "So I guess there is someone else!"

"Can you rely on some clues?"

Red Boy glared at the White Deer Spirit: "Come here, send a copy of this painting, each with one, and only ten guards will be left from today. The others will go outside to find out if they can find out."

This is a famous doctor he was introduced at a monster party not long ago.

But no matter how you look at it, why is it unreliable!

Bai Lu Jing pondered for a moment and said, "In addition, you must be mentally prepared, maybe your biological father is no longer alive."

"Hmm?" Hongboy was stunned.

The White Deer Spirit said: "Look, the cause of your yin and yang decline is that your mother's bloodline is stronger than your biological father's bloodline. It can be seen that your biological father is very weak or even a mortal. It may have been hundreds of years, you understand?"

Red Boy was stunned.
To be continued...