Chapter 940

"Father, brother, yunbao!"

When Ling Jue returned to the demons, it was just the moment when the morning glow came out of the clouds. The demons seemed to be covered with golden awn, especially bright.

Xun'er meditates on Fenghuang mountain with the wind. At a glance, he sees Ling Jue coming back and goes down the mountain.

The wind struck behind and sighed: "little princess, slow down, ouch, you can run slowly, but don't fall."

At this time, xun'er was already a ten-year-old girl. Her small face was as delicate as a painting. She was very beautiful.

Instead of braiding her hair to the sky, she combed her hair in two buns and dressed in colorful Xia clothes, which fully showed the purity and loveliness of the girl.

When yunbao saw her, she ran forward with her tail wagging like a rattle.

"Woof, woof..." he was too excited to speak.

Chong'er struggles out of Ling Jue's arms and runs to him with his favorite bone whip: "elder sister, elder sister!"

He couldn't walk steadily. He didn't run two steps. He slipped and fell to the ground first.

"Wu..."

Chonger opens his mouth to cry, but finds that Ling Jue doesn't mean to help him. He grins and takes back his tears.

After getting up, Wei qubaba looked at xun'er and said, "sister, the baby doesn't hurt."

Xun'er grinned and patted him with ashes. He said in a soft voice, "brother, sister, take you to see the flowers. I planted them myself."

Chonger nodded cleverly: "OK!"

The flowers planted by xun'er are on the other side of the thatched cottage that Ling Jue had built for su. After the thatched cottage collapsed, it was cleaned up.

Later, xun'er reclaimed the land and planted trumpet flowers, which are now in full bloom.

Chonger has been to the Terran and seen beautiful flowers, so he doesn't like the trumpet flower.

He asked xun'er suspiciously, "sister, why are all such ugly flowers?"

"This is my mother's favorite flower. Do you know my brother, when my mother went to see my father, she wore this Trumpet Flower on her head."

"Mother?" Heavy son a Leng, looking down at the bone whip in the hand, subconsciously called a voice again, "mother!"

Xun'er asked him, "brother, have you found your mother with your father?"

Heavy son shriveled shriveled mouth: "found!"

"Where is the mother?"

"Mother is gone." Chong'er was a little sad when he drew a picture. "My mother was hanging there, and then suddenly it was gone."

Xun'er was at a loss: "why did my mother hang there, and why did she disappear?"

"It's just like that. It's gone."

Chong'er is not good at expressing himself. He doesn't know how to describe the appearance of the portrait.

Xun'er saw that he could not explain clearly, so he did not ask again.

The box, the wind came to lingjue in front of him, see his eyes can not hide the lonely, asked: "your honor, did not find the ghost King's highness?"

"The wilderness is chaotic. I guess I can't find it."

If you can't find these three realms, you can only go to Kunlun mirror.

But as soon as I go, I don't know when I will come back.

So ling Jue is going to take Chong'er back to Kunlun mirror first. He can only go alone.

Ling Jue asked the wind: "what's different in the clan?"

"There's nothing different. He's watching the stars these days. He seems to be a little depressed."

"What's the matter?"

"He said that Beiluo might be destroyed and Weinan would die in the war. I want to save him, but I dare not lose my life. "

"Now that they're all back, don't worry about Terran affairs."

"I understand."

"How is Xun Er doing?"

"The little princess is a wizard of practice, but she is very funny. She talks to her Royal Highness The Prince of the Terran with a crane every day."

"Child nature, let her go, as long as there is no trouble."

"Yes

Ling Jue sighed and walked towards the lawn full of trumpet flowers.

Those flowers flying in the wind, let Ling can't help but think of Su Yin, she came out from the wilderness or Lingzhi, against the trumpet met him.

At that time, Su Yin mistook Bai Li for him.

At that time, the three realms were not so turbulent.

……

"Mother, mother!"

At night, Ling Jue read a book under the light and Chong'er slept on the bed. May have been dreaming, mouth kept shouting mother.

The voice of milk, also slightly with crying cavity.

Ling Jue quickly got up and walked over. The little guy was resting his head on the bone whip. His face was full of tears. He was crying.

"Mother, don't go. Don't you want a baby?"

Chong er's mouth was shriveled and he murmured to himself.

No, he's not mumbling. He's dreaming. He even reaches out his little hand, like he's going to hold someone.

Ling Jue wanted to wake him up, but he couldn't bear to.

Maybe in his dream, he really met Su Yin and asked them to be more gentle.

"Mother, Wuwu, baby will be good, Wuwu ~ ~"

I don't know what kind of picture Chong'er dreamed of. He cried so sad.

Ling Jue wiped off the tears on his face with his finger pulp, but he was hurt again, and the star eyes immediately began to spray.

Outside, he always pretends to be indifferent and looks for Su Yin silently.

But in fact, deep inside, hope and despair, it is a kind of unspeakable pain.

Valuing the son is trapped in a nightmare, Ling Jue doesn't read any more. He Yi lies beside Chong ER and puts the bone whip on his side.

Ling Jue patted emphatically on her back. Gradually, he stopped crying and went to sleep with him.

After a while, the sound of even breathing came from Chong'er, and the little guy fell asleep.

Ling Jue looked down at his son's pure white face, and the tears rolled out from the corner of his eyes. "Pa" fell on Chonger's face.

He quickly rubbed his eyes and prepared to take a nap.

Just sleeping in a daze, Ling Jue suddenly felt a fierce anger coming on his face.

He opened his eyes, but it was no longer a temple.

In front of my eyes, it seemed to be a scene of ice and snow, but I was devastated.

Not far away on the ice floe, there is a blood phantom, vague, but it can be seen that it is a woman.

Although it's just an outline, Ling Jue obviously feels her dignity.

That is a kind of honor that makes all the people willing to bow down to the throne. She is the only and indispensable one.

Ling Jue looked at her for a long time and asked, "are you the master of heaven and earth?"

Mirage did not say a word, just quietly looking at Ling Jue, like looking at him, or looking at him.

Ling Jue asked, "are you sealed in the keel?"

The phantom still didn't make a sound, but Chao Ling Jue drifted over.

——Yes, floating, she's just a shadow.

When it came to Ling Jue's face, the fierce anger became more and more fierce.

If it were someone else, he would have been forced to kneel down.

But Ling never did. A group of vigorous Qi sprang up in his body, which was against the evil spirit of mirage. He had some difficulty.

All of a sudden, the phantom pinched Ling Jue's jaw, and his face seemed to be approaching him.

This position... It's like kissing him.

Ling Jue Leng on the spot: "I already have a family. Please stay away from me. I don't like men and women."

For a long time, the phantom suddenly gave out a faint smile: "hee hee!"