The Way of the Sword (BL)

Besides, he had no proof, but only his instincts told him that the soul of the ring was not simple. Well, he could only wait and see.

Zhong Liang handed the little black, nameless tiger to Zemin Yan. The little black tiger was somewhat reluctant in Zemin Yan's arms, but the small hand caressing his back was very comfortable.

That small hand seemed to know which parts to caress and which parts to avoid, the little black tiger closed its eyes in pleasure and purred softly.

"What name do you want to have?" Zemin Yan asked through the mental connection of the contract. Although Sying and the little black tiger had contracts, the contract levels were different. Sying's allowed him and Zemin Yan to exchange thoughts and read each other's thoughts.

The second contract, however, only allowed mental conversation, which could be blocked from your mind at any time. In addition, the little black tiger could not access his master's mind, but Zemin Yan could access the black tiger's mind.

"I don't know. My mother named me% ¨% *, but I don't think you can understand that "said the little black tiger in a slightly low mood, but he felt more relaxed and secure after being petted by all his soft spots.

"I can't really understand. How about I call you Wu? Wu means happiness. That's a pretty good name for happiness, right? " asked Zemin Yan a little thoughtfully. He thought that the life of the little tiger was unfortunate, being separated from his mother at such a young age and having his core stolen so small.

The truth is that Zemin Yan identified with the little tiger a little since they were orphans and other people came and stole their things. So he was already going to take good care of the little tiger, but now that the little tiger needed to be nurtured to become a ferocious beast to fight and help him with his seal, Zemin Yan would have to make sure even more than that little one. tiger to become big and strong.

"Wu ... Is it a good name and my last name?" little black tiger Wu asked with his cute cat eyes shining. The violet eyes looked like precious stones and had a light layer of moisture, making people's hearts soft.

Zemin Yan was shocked by the little tiger's question, he had forgotten that this was an ancestral beast, even as a cub, his intelligence was much higher.

"My real surname is Song, so how about Song Wu? Since the two of us will be a family from now on, "said Zemin Yan, kissing the little black tiger's head.

"Family?" asked little Song Wu, blinking his little tiger eyes.

"Sure, you, me, Sying and Yi Yuga, the four of us will be a family. Oh, the main family, because I still have my older sister, older brother Liang, brother Wan ... "Zemin Yan was listing the names of his friends and part of his Song family.

Of course, if Zhong Liang was listening to this conversation, he would feel a complex feeling of bitterness and sadness, because little Yan did not consider him as a close family.

However, for Zemin Yan, Yi Yuga was his closest family, even his older sister could not take Yi Yuga's place as his closest family. Only his parents could occupy a place a little higher than Yi Yuga, but only a little.

As time went by and the parents' absence increased, it was very likely that Yi Yuga would occupy the most important position of being his closest family member.

Zemin Yan likes and admires Zhong Liang, but that didn't mean he would be in such a high place in his heart. Yi Yuga and Zemin Yan were together in the bitter and worst moments, supporting each other, if it weren't for the appearance of new friends and Zhong Liang himself, Yi Yuga and Zemin Yan would continue like this until the end of time.

"Okay!" Song Wu said excitedly. For him who had lost his mother and did not know when he would find her again, it would be very good to have a new family to keep him protected until he was stronger.

"So, Song Wu is now my little brother! Wuwu come here and greet our father! " Sying intruded on the warm conversation between Song Wu and Zemin Yan.

"Who is the father?" asked Song Wu innocently. He who only had his mother until he was separated from her, he was excited to meet a father.

"Oh, the guy who gave you delicious food. He's our father. Don't you feel delicious energy from him? Our father is the best and the strongest, besides, he feeds us delicious food! " said Sying, full of pride and excitement.

"Oh, he is our father. So that's why the young master left us with him ... Wait a minute ... If he is our father, who will be the mother? " Song Wu asked full of innocence and confused. In his heart, he only had his mother, even if there was another mother, he would only be a fake mother. But he had to pay respect to that older member of the family.

"What do you think?" asked Sying playfully, the little white dog's blue eyes aimed at Zemin Yan's small body. Song Wu also looked at Zemin Yan.

"Forget it, we don't need such a small mother," said Song Wu dismissing the thought of Zemin Yan being their mother. Zemin Yan was the young master and just that, he was too small and too young to be a mother.

"Little brother Wu is right! Wuwu come and greet our father! " called Sying, shaking his small shaking ass, making Zhong Liang look at him.

Zemin Yan had a black face as if he had covered it with paint, he had to teach Sying how to behave, what's with this father and mother thing everywhere!

Ah, clearly, he was their father, but had Zhong Liang become their father out of nowhere ?!

Is there still justice in this world?

The little tiger jumped from Zemin Yan's embrace to Zhong Liang and looked very seriously at his father. Well, he was Song Wu's first father, so he could only face his bright violet eyes with a serious face, but he looked even cuter when he was serious.

"Brother Zhong, I put Song Wu's name on the little tiger, what do you think?" asked Zemin Yan using soul energy to communicate.

"A good name," said Zhong Liang short on words as always. He stroked Song Wu's head and then stroked Zemin Yan's head.

Ah, he can finally calm the bitter feeling in his heart!

Song Wu saw this action by Zhong Liang as his moment of amnesty and again jumped into Zemin Yan's embrace and stayed there, he preferred his warm and soft young master.

Sying found it amusing how his father behaved alongside his young master, while Zemin Yan was confused by the actions of his God of War, which changed like the wind in the fall.

So unpredictable and mysterious that Zemin Yan couldn't keep up with Zhong Liang's changes.

Well, Zemin Yan had already seen many emotions from Zhong Liang than the whole Celestial Sword Sect put together, so he could be considered a lucky person.