Chapter 909

Out of the way of yin and Yang, demon flame is waiting outside. Seeing Ling Jue holding a baby in her hand, she can't help crying and laughing.

"My Lord, you are back. Wuwuwuwu --"

When the robbery came, Wei Jue and Feng attack thought that Ling Jue might be doomed this time, so everyone in the demon clan was in danger.

That's a scare.

Ling Jue didn't have good spirit to stare at the evil flame one eye: "you so big individual, still cry what cry?"

"I think, I think..." I will never see you again.

In the second half of the sentence, the devil did not dare to say.

He sucked his nose and said, "is this the little highness of the demon clan?"

Ling Jue nodded and said faintly, "first, you should take qiangyuan'er, nanny and yunbao back to the demons. I will go to the capital city of Xishu."

"What are you doing in Kyoto? The Terrans are also suffering from disaster and are in a state of devastation. "

"Xun'er is gone. I'll go and have a look. After returning to the demons, we will arrange the temple for the nanny and Chonger. We must take good care of them. "

"I understand!"

After seeing off the evil flame, Ling Jue uses a magic trick to turn himself into an ordinary person.

As soon as I arrived at Qishan outside Kyoto City, I saw a rising palace. The plaque outside the gate actually said "Youming Palace".

Ling Jue was stunned and went over suspiciously. He saw that there were people coming and going in the palace, and the incense was still very popular.

When he came to the door, he saw the statue of god worshipped in the hall, which was su Yin's appearance in the Guiwang robe.

This is a gold body three meters high. It portrays Su Yin's appearance vividly, even the charm between his eyebrows.

Looking at Su Yin's delicate face, Ling Jue's eyes turned red instantly.

His woman!

In the main hall, there are many people praying for blessings, some for children, some for wealth, and some for blessings.

Men and women kneel down, old and young.

There was a little boy in ragged clothes kneeling there with tears in his eyes and said, "Your Highness, please help my mother. She is very sick. My father is dead. If my mother is dead, my sister and I will have no relatives. Wuwuwuwu... "

At this moment, a fat man came into the door and said with disgust: "Oh, xiaojiaohua, I found you. Didn't you beg in Sima's house yesterday? Did you steal Laozi's silver? "

Ling Jue glances at Su Huan of Sima mansion, who is the mentally retarded elder brother of Su Yin.

As soon as he came in, he kicked the little boy: "silver, give it to me."

Believers on one side believed it and whispered: "I'm young and I'm cheated. Tut Tut, I'm guilty!"

"How many beggars are good in Kyoto? They're all gangsters. They steal everywhere. "

"No, it's a thief."

"I didn't steal it!" The little boy wiped a tear and said angrily, "what's wrong with me begging? I didn't steal or rob. What's wrong with begging?"

"Oh, dare to talk back!" Su Huan came over, raised his hand and slapped the little boy, "do you know who my father is? Believe it or not? "

The little boy was scared to tears, trembling: "I didn't steal silver, I didn't enter the gate, how to steal silver?"

"I didn't steal the silver. Where are my several hundred taels of silver?"

Su Huan dragged the little boy to Su Yinjin, pointed to him and said, "do you know who she is? She was my sister before she died. Do you know her sister Su Xiaoqi?"

Said, Su Huan is very proud to look around, Lang said: "you, your highness is my sister, I want to let the thief die here, she will kill him."

People don't know if the ghost king is Su Xiaoqi.

But Su Yin is a matter of great general, but no one in Western Sichuan knows it. So Su Huan is so arrogant that no one dares to say anything.

Ling Jue can't see it any more. She quietly goes to the back of the gold body, picks up a hand and throws Su Huan out of the hall.

Then, he said in Su Yin's words: "my king is the ghost king of the underworld department. Did you blaspheme me me? Go back to Sima's house, or I will not be spared. "

The hall was suddenly quiet.

Su Huan where also dare to cross, rolling and climbing on the run.

Then, all the people in the hall knelt down and said, "Your Highness the ghost king has come to light, your Highness the ghost king has come to light."

The little boy who was slapped twice by Su Huan got up tremblingly, kowtowed three times, and then asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, I want to ask you to protect my mother. Can you?"

Ling Jue didn't want to take care of it, but looking at the poor little boy, he wanted to help him.

After thinking about it, he picked up a hand and decided to coagulate a crane. He flew to the little boy, fluttered a few times and flew out the door.

The little boy was stunned and ran with Linghe.

So Linghe took the little boy to marshal's mansion, but Ling Jue came to marshal's mansion first.

Changfeng was playing in the courtyard with her daughter. When she saw Ling Jue coming in, she was surprised and pleased: "Lord, how are you here?"

"Is it raining at dusk?"

Seeing the pink baby in Changfeng's hand, Ling Jue can't help thinking of Chonger, whose kindness is beyond words.

Changfeng said with a smile: "it's almost one year old. I can call my parents."

Said, Changfeng will teach children to shout Ling Jue "Lord.".

The little guy is very timid, hiding in Changfeng's arms, but he can't help peeping at Ling Jue, very curious little eyes.

Ling Jue asked, "what's her name?"

"Nianen, Liu nianen."

"Nice name, give me a hug."

Ling Jue reaches for her arms. After a long hesitation, Xiao nianen reaches out her hand to Ling Jue, still very nervous.

Soft and glutinous small milk bag, especially cute.

Nianen looks very delicate, like dusk rain, and his eyebrows are particularly amazing.

Ling could not help but said: "nianen looks so beautiful."

Little guy seems to understand, Chongling absolutely sweet smile.

After a little pause, Ling Jue said, "a little boy will come later. He says that his mother is seriously ill. You can send someone to have a look and give him some money."

"Well!"

Just then, Linghe led the little boy over, but he stood at the gate and didn't dare to enter.

Changfeng quickly went out: "little friend, what are you doing here?"

"I, I, my mother is sick. She went to ask her Royal Highness the ghost king. She sent a crane to bring me here."

The little boy said and knelt down with a plop: "I beg my uncle to help my mother. When my mother gets better, I will be a cow and a horse to repay my uncle."

"What's your name and where do you live?"

"My name is Chen Han, and my mother called me Han er. My father died. My mother sold the house and buried my father. We live in the Taoist temple on the East Street. But a few months ago, a very powerful woman went there and drove us out. Now we are homeless and live under the eaves of the alley. "

Changfeng frowned and said, "Oh, in that case, take me to see your mother."

"Wait!" Ling Jue stopped Changfeng and asked the little boy, "you just said that there was a very powerful woman in the Taoist temple? What's the best way? "

"She's fierce, small, in black. She's so bad. She's also wearing a little sister in red with a big braid. That little sister is so beautiful. "

Ling Jue looks like a Lin, it must be Jin He!