how?
Whether it is a little squeak, or a "source of resentment," there is a moment of dullness.
Limbs, quickly stiff ... to be exact, petrochemical.
Xiao Che has turned into a stone carving.
"You guys, do you start?"
Behind him, there was a shock.
Yun Ling is also a dull face, looking at the stone sculpture lying in the sea mud.
"You dare!"
The anger of the source of resentment can be imagined.
It was actually used by the other party's eyes of the red moon ... No, she didn't look at her eyes at all, why did she still make a move?
The other party has a pair of red moon eyes, and the source of resentment controls Xiao Cheyo's body, and he hasn't looked at the other party from beginning to end.
How could he ... "he" think about it.
Thought of something.
"His" limbs, there is a circle of streaks left by thousands of miles.
At that time, when "He" was trapped by a thousand miles of willow, he only felt cold hands and feet, and then there was a slight tingling pain.
"He" only when it was the thorns of a thousand miles of willow, where his eyes were, "He" quickly glanced at those thousands of miles of willow scattered around.
Willow branches scattered all over the ground.
There are a few paragraphs above, clearly visible, surging black cursing power.
It was ...
In a flash, "he" understood.
"The source of resentment is naturally immune to the power of the curse, but Xiao Che is different. He is the flesh of the Sun tribe and is very sensitive to the power of the curse. I leave part of the power of the curse on a thousand miles of willow, Then their thorns penetrated into your body. Sure enough, you got the trick. Feeling petrified, right? "
In front of me, there are women's boots.
Trapped by the power of the curse, this flesh can't enter the ancestral land of the Sun clan at all.
Damn woman.
"We will have a date."
In Xiao Cheyo's body, a sea of water poured out.
Just a moment, the seawater and the surrounding water melted together, disappeared without a trace.
The source of resentment, disappeared without a trace.
"Unfortunately, it was run away by it."
Ye Lingyue has some regrets.
"Be content, at least your little brother is safe."
The Wujin is somewhat unexpected Ye Lingyue means.
Everyone has succeeded, and he mocked the other party as a woman's benevolence earlier. It seems that he was too worried.
Xiao Zhiyo found it, but unfortunately, Suzaku's original strength was still not found.
Ye Lingyue is not without regret.
She took Xiaoche back to the shore of Jikun Lake.
"It seems that except for the Qilin Temple and Kunpeng Temple, the other seven temples have already fallen on the opponent's hands."
Ye Lingyue recalled the underwater situation.
When we returned to the shore of Jikun Lake, it was already dawn.
Yun Ling jumped out of the water, shaking the beads of water on his white hair.
"Sister Moon!"
There was a cry of surprise.
Xiao Wuji waited by the lake, and despite Ye Lingyue's repeated assurances, Xiao Wuji still couldn't rest assured.
He insisted on waiting for Ye Lingyue by the lake.
Fortunately, one night passed and Ye Lingyue returned.
Seeing Ye Lingyue carrying a stone carving, Xiao Wuji was stunned.
But after he saw the stone carving, Xiao Wuji exclaimed.
"Daddy."
The stone carving carried by Ye Lingyue is like his father's little squeak.
Seeing his father's appearance, Xiao Wuji almost didn't cry.
He flushed his eyes and hugged Xiao Zhiyo down.
"Xiao Wuji, don't be sad. Your father is fine. We encountered some situations underwater. I have to. I can only petrify him temporarily."
Ye Lingyue explained.
Although the "source of resentment" has left, Ye Lingyue is also worried that "he" will make a comeback.
After reaching the bank of Jikun Lake, it was safe.
Ye Lingyue immediately restored Xiao Chi to normal.
Xiao Zhiyo felt like she had a long dream.
In his dream, he seemed to have experienced another day of soaring again.
"Xiaochiyo, Xiaowuya, you have to take good care of yourself. I can't take care of you anymore. If there is an afterlife, I will still be your boss."
The boss's voice and smile are in his ears.
Xiao Cheyo's heart shook and exclaimed.
"Boss!"
He sat up straight.
Before he could recall what happened in the Suzaku Shrine, a figure had already jumped over.
The other side bumped into his arms.
"Daddy."
Xiao Qiyo heard his son's voice, and he was in a trance for a moment.
It wasn't until the little guy in his arms couldn't bear it anymore, howling and weeping, and the tears wet his placket, Xiao Xiaoyo suddenly realized that he was ... alive?
He shivered slightly, turned his head, and met a familiar look.
The man was looking at himself with a smile.
Although it was a completely unfamiliar face and had a "plain look", Xiao Che recognized the other party at a glance.
Those eyes, dream back at midnight, those familiar eyes.
"Boss."
Regardless of the crying son in his arms, Xiaoqi pushed the boy away.
He jumped up and hugged Ye Lingyue, howling and crying.
"???
Xiao Wuji was pushed aside, and when he recovered, he saw his father's crying louder than himself.
He touched his head.
"I'm not blind, dad is crying?"
He grew so big, the sky collapsed, and none of his father hummed.
Daddy would n’t he be hit by the power of cursing in the sea, right?
"Boss, woo, it's really you, Xiaoche is not dreaming. You give me a slap."
Xiao Zhiyo hugged her boss, crying so terribly.
Years of loneliness and helplessness, years of thought, years of grief, at this moment, all came out with tears.
He has too much to tell his boss, the kind that can't be finished for a few days and nights.
"Snapped!"
There was a slap in the face of Xiao Cheyo's head.
Xiao Zou immediately grinned his teeth, and turned around, his stupid son grinning.
"Daddy, you're not dreaming. Did the child slap this well?"
"You bunnies! Dare to beat Lao Tzu!"
Xiao Zhiyo still has tears of miss in her eyes, but there is a hot pain on her head.
On the contrary, the son dared to beat Lao Tzu.
Without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves, so he would beat the bunny so that his mother didn't know him.
"Sister Yue helps."
Xiao Wuji finally caught the chance of "revenge" this time. I didn't expect that my father would not recognize anyone when he turned his face.
He was so scared that he ran away, hiding behind Ye Lingyue.
"Little squeak, don't mess around. Wuji is just a child."
Ye Lingyue couldn't help crying and laughing, and at the same time there was a heartfelt warmth in her heart.
How many years have passed, even if the appearance has undergone tremendous changes, Xiao Xiao, still Xiao Xiao.