The most recent talk of the Demon Realm was the Dao companion of Lord Sima Jiao. About this woman who rarely appeared under everyoneâs eyes, some people said that she was a demon cultivator, and some people said that she was a disciple of the former cultivation world. It spread all over the world.
Although there were not many people who knew her identity in Winter City, there were a few, but Sima Jiao came to Winter City and found out everyone who knew Liao Tingyanâs identity and asked them.
This ancestor wanted to know something, and always used simple and rude methods. So when he finished inquiring one by one, everyone was scrapped, including the original Winter City Lord.
As a result, no matter how interested people investigated, they could only find out Liao Tingyanâs years in Hexian City, and some guessed about her identity in the former cultivation world. The rest were like secrets that couldnât be found, and people were in awe of this mysterious woman.
Liao Tingyan, the âmysterious womanâ, often took the little girl and the scary big black snake to stroll around inside and outside the forbidden palace or in Winter City with few people.
She wandered a few times, and another rumor appeared in the city, saying that she gave birth to a daughter for the demon lord, Sima Jiao. She and Sima Jiao were not in the Demon Realm because Sima Jiao was uneasy and took her to a certain secret place for the delivery.
Hong Luo: âIs that legendary daughter me?â
She didnât like the Zhi Hun tribe who let her die. But they gave her a new life, so that ended her grievances with them. She did not live in the tribe, but followed Liao Tingyan.
She was now in the body of a child who was just born. In this world, she only believed in her only friend. Of course, she was more at ease staying with her.
The strange thing was that when Sima Jiao heard that rumor, he didnât even refute it, and asked her, âYou donât want a daughter?â
Liao Tingyan said honestly, âI didnât really think about it.â Moreover, although Hong Luo usually called her dad, they were all jokes, and there was no real father and daughter relationship.
She didnât know how Sima Jiao understood. After two days, he brought a boy who looked five or six years old to see her. The boy also had a snow-white face, black eyes and hair, and was wearing a black robe. He was at least seventy percent similar to Sima Jiao.
Liao Tingyan: â???â Are you kidding me? Is this your b*st*rd?
Sima Jiao didnât have a good face for the boy who was suspected of being his illegitimate child. He was like a stepdad, but the boy ran around Liao Tingyanâs feet very skillfully.
Seeing his skillful movements, Liao Tingyan felt a strange sense of familiarity in her heart and blurted out, âSnake?â
The matter was very clear and she understood it. Sima Jiao got this black snake out of his body and gave him a human body. The child didnât seem to be very good at talking. He just hissed and smiled at her with his honest face. The smile on that small face was too shocking. There was a kind of inexplicable coldness, more terrifying than a hideous snake face.
âNo daughter, how about this son?â Sima Jiao asked her.
Liao Tingyan looked at him in disbelief. How did his brain circuit grow?
Sima Jiao pressed her forehead, âTake him out for a round.â
Liao Tingyan drove him away and took the newly-appearing little boy out to swagger through the market. As expected, there were immediately rumors that she gave birth to Sima Jiaoâs eldest son in her early years. Because of too many enemies, Sima Jiao kept them secretly hidden and taught him.
Liao Tingyan: Obviously she was not pregnant, but she suddenly became a mother of two.
The black snake didnât always maintain a human body. He had just mastered the ability to transform. But he was matured by external forces, and often couldnât restrain his transformation back into a snake. When he was a snake, Liao Tingyan could still treat him as a pet snake, but once he became human, she couldnât help treating him as a human being and their feelings got better.
Sima Jiao didnât like to move these days. He was lying on a jade bed with long hair hanging by the bed like a waterfall. His exposed wrists and ankles could almost blend with the jade bed.
Liao Tingyan went to look for him. Seeing his appearance, she subconsciously held her breath, held the black snake that had become a child and squatted down on the bed to look at him.
Sima Jiao closed his eyes and put his hand on his head, âWhat are you doing?â
Liao Tingyan: âDid you secretly do something again?â She didnât quite know how uncomfortable this man looked, because he was like this when he was dying in pain, and he was also like this when he was calm.
Sima Jiao: âI did something.â
He opened his eyes and looked at her sideways, âWhat?â
Hearing him speak very casually, Liao Tingyan touched his hand and found it was cold, which made her a little relieved. She vaguely understood that when his body was cold, he was basically in good condition. If it was hot, it would be bad.
She was relieved and remembered her intention. She placed the childâs two small palms on the bed, and asked him, âWonât you give him a name? I never heard you call his name before.â
Sima Jiao finally took a look at the black snake. This guy who was originally just an ordinary little snake had become like this. It could almost be said to be his creation under special circumstances.
This snake had been by his side for many years and had always been afraid of him. At first, he did not dare to stay in front of him. The only difference between him and the dead was that the snake could move and pant. It was just that if something had been around for a long time, it would inevitably be a little special, so he was special.
âHe has no name.â Sima Jiao said, âYou can pick one for him.â
Liao Tingyan: âWill it be your last name or mine?â
Sima Jiao: ââŠAre you really going to treat him as a son?â
Liao Tingyan: ââŠDidnât you say it yourself? Did you trick me again?â
Sima Jiao: âForget it, just pick one.â