Chapter 1132

Lin Ziyi was angry, but he blackened his brother behind his brother's back and spoke ill of his brother in front of his father.

Long yetian listens and can't help smiling. His eyes are full of smiles.

His tone was full of a smile: "Yi'er, did you tell your brother like that? Your brother is more sensible and obedient than you.

Just because he can do what he can and come back safely, he won't worry his father and your mother. "

"Hum! Anyway, in your heart and mother's heart, my brother will always be the most sensible, and Yi'er will always be naughty. Anyway, Yi'er is also a person with a black history, and doesn't care what you're talking about?" Lin Ziyi said with a sad face, as if he was angry, red and tearful.

Long yetian glanced at him deeply and said with a smile, "little fool, you are as important as your brother in the hearts of your father and your mother."

Lin Zi Yi listened, and his sad little face finally eased a little.

My heart was also comfortable, and there was a faint smile on my little face.

Long Yitian takes off all his son's clothes, and then pulls a thin quilt to cover him.

Seeing the whip wound on his back, although it was simply treated, it was still bloody.

The bottom of his heart was so painful that he carefully took down the cotton cloth wrapped around the wound.

Looking at the deep bloodstain, the fundus of his eyes calmed him down, and suddenly he was bloodthirsty.

He carefully drenched the spring water on the wound, and the wound gradually healed with the naked eye.

The cold feeling makes Lin Yi feel comfortable and hum.

"Wow! Dad, what kind of spiritual spring is this? It's so comfortable! It's cold." Lin Ziyi looked back and the wound on his back didn't hurt. What a magical spiritual spring.

"This is the spirit spring in dad's heaven and earth tower. Dad vaguely remembers that the spring has such effect, so he took it to have a try. Unexpectedly, it really has such effect." long yetian's voice is very soft and magnetic!

"Wow! After that, if Yi'er is injured, he will come to his father for the spirit spring!" Lin Ziyi looks at the remaining half basin of milky spring as if he found a baby.

If you sell it, it must be more valuable than pills!

Lin Ziyi thought, his big eyes shining, as if he saw golden gold coins.

Long yetian glanced at the little movement of the spring, shook his head and smiled, and said faintly, "Yi'er, do you lack gold coins?"

Lin Ziyi shook his head quickly and said happily, "Dad, there is no shortage. Last time, dad gave Yi'er a lot and Yi'er earned a lot."

After Lin Ziyi finished, he found out later that his father asked what he meant.

He smiled awkwardly and explained, "Dad, Yi'er has absolutely no idea of this spring?"

But Lin Ziyi said more and more, and there was a feeling that he described more and more black.

Long Ye's dark eyes spilled a touch of spoil, "but Dad looked at it. You just want to sell the spring water."

"Ah!" Lin Zi said softly with his little mouth, so that his father could see that he was a man who had lived for thousands of years.

He secretly asked Uncle Jing. Uncle Jing said that he existed when the city of the devil Kingdom existed.

Long yetian drenched some of the Lingquan water on his purple little ass.

Lin Zi Yi moved and felt itchy, which made him want to laugh.

He suddenly asked with a smile, "Dad, can Yi'er and his brother live for a long time like dad?"

Long Yitian holds his bare little body in his arms, holds it with a blanket, and takes him out to bathe.

While walking, he said, "if you can cultivate well, you can. You are the son of your father and have the purest blood of the demon family.

Yi'er, as a devil, is not shameful. As long as we do right and do well, we will be worthy of our hearts! "

They are demons, which is an unchangeable fact.

He is afraid that chen'er and Yi'er care, but they care and can't change!

Lin Ziyi knew the worry in his father's heart. He smiled and shook his head: "father, as long as it is the son of father and mother, Yi son doesn't care who he is?

My mother said that life is a meaningful journey. Only after passing through the rugged mountain road can we feel the steadiness under our feet, dare to go up against the wind, and have the courage to fight the huge waves.

Will be grateful for life and fear life. No matter how the world turns, you can find your own life! "

As soon as long yetian listened, he bowed his head, and his deep eyes fell on his son's little face. He asked, "Yi'er, you can remember what your mother said. Why don't you listen?"

Lin Ziyi smiled awkwardly and answered in a sweet voice, "Dad, remember is one thing, and when you do it is another thing?"

"You are naughty. Your little ass is about to break, and you don't have a long memory?" long yetian smiles and pinches his little nose.

"Ha ha!" Lin Ziyi smiled coquettishly.

Long yetian takes a few steps and suddenly stops.

Dignified and indifferent eyes, painfully fell on the small figure under the big tree not far away.

Lin Zichen sat under the big tree, with clear and bright eyes, looking at the distance clearly, full of thoughts, small back, lonely and lonely.

Lin Ziyi also saw his brother. Looking at his brother's lonely back, he felt distressed at the bottom of his heart.

Lin Ziyi took back his eyes, looked at his father and said, "Dad, go to my brother. Yi'er has something to say to my brother."

"OK!" long yetian nods and walks to the tree with him in his arms.

Lin Ziyi called coquettishly, "brother!"

Lin Zichen raised his eyes and looked at him faintly. He didn't speak.

Lin Ziyi bit his tender lips and continued, "brother, Yi'er won't be naughty again. Don't be angry, will you?" the soft waxy voice made people feel soft, as if a sweet spring slowly crossed the heart stream.

As soon as Lin Zichen heard it, most of the anger at the bottom of his heart disappeared.

The tone said faintly: "if you really remember, don't do anything that worries us."

"Brother, don't worry. Even if Yi'er wants to do bad things in the future, he will pull his brother to do it together." Lin Ziyi said jokingly.

Lin Zichen glared at him fiercely, but he also smiled.

The father and son looked at each other with a warm smile.

Lin Yunxi rode the silver moon for about an hour before he arrived at purgatory city.

Purgatory City, a dead city, in a valley, white outside.

Here, although there is snow, there is no snow. After the heavy snow falls, it disappears.

Lin Yunxi stood on Yinyue and looked at the whole purgatory city.

There is no vegetation in the city, only magnificent empty cities surrounded by a square of thousands of square meters.

What brings people is a kind of silence, like a cold abyss, devouring everything around greedily.