"Is thinking boat different from ordinary people?" The flowers on the street twisted their eyebrows and looked up at Yanbei city.

She can see through other people's dreams. When she sleeps, she feels very hot, but her body is the same. Maybe she couldn't think of such a magical thing before, but now when she thinks about everything, she has a faint feeling in her heart.

Flowers on the street have never mentioned to him the strangeness of xiaosizhou, but Yan Beicheng seems to have expected something strange, and his voice is calm and steady: "my memory and strength are awakened. This child may have inherited my strength, so it is so."

"The spiritual power of this world is very thin, but the child is born with spiritual roots. Now that he is old, even if he has little spiritual power, he will still sneak into his body. I have never taught him how to use the spiritual power. The spiritual power just warms his body and will not cause any impact."

Yan Beicheng's memory awakened early, in fact, these had already been discovered. It was only because of the fact that the flower on the street had not yet awakened that he had never explained it.

Now that the stranger has known about it, he said without reservation: "as for being able to see through other people's dreams, this is the most unique thing for him. I don't have the ability. Maybe it's his chance. It's not a bad thing. You don't have to worry about it."

On the street flower heart this just put heart, don't know what thought of, Mou Guang gradually quiet far up, "you give his name, what meaning?"

In the heart obviously already had the premonition, but she could not help but want to confirm.

Yan Beicheng had known her careful thinking, but he was extremely patient in explaining: "I know you miss cloud dance, and she is your only concern in mainland China. Therefore, I named him Sizhou."

As for why not just call it Siwu. If he grows up to be a seven foot man in the future, is it hard to say that he will be held by his shoulder all the time?

No stranger flower heart moved, red lips pulled out a light arc, smile gentle and firm, "I know what you are worried about, you can rest assured, this life I have firmly determined you, no matter how, I will not let go of your hand."

With that, he took the initiative to put his hand into the hands of Yan Beicheng.

Ten fingers close, two hearts close together, just like this moment.

Yan Beicheng a heart suddenly hot up, tightly back to hold the hands of flowers on the street, eyes eager and affectionate, "I will accompany you to find your daughter, round your obsession."

"But before I came here, cloud dance was no longer in the mainland of China. Now, although my strength is slowly awakening, it is very small. Maybe, I can't find her all my life."

The flower on the street is silent, the red lips are slightly pursed, and the eye color is gloomy.

That is her daughter who is so persistent that her soul dissipates that she is unwilling to give up. How can she be reconciled?

However, all the experiences of these two generations have changed her mood. She is no longer the witch saint in the past. She is just a stranger now. Now that she has more things to worry about, she can't treat cloud dance as the whole of her life.

More can not be so selfish drag Yan Beicheng, to accompany her to find a daughter with no blood relationship with him, a dedication that may not be found in the whole life of this mortal body.

"Yanbeicheng, I'm..." She could not help but look up and look at the man who had done everything for herself. She could not spit it out anyway.