In the belief of returning to Earth and reuniting with Qin Lin, these have become insignificant. But now, his faith has fallen, looking at Xiaobai, he thinks of those demon clans who once supported him and helped him, they watched their homes be destroyed, their descendants died, and in the end, they couldn't avoid death.

Their desperate, unwilling, and regretful eyes surged in Ning Cheng's mind in an instant.

"What have I done......"

Ning Cheng smiled bitterly, those demons and humans who had helped him all died in his own hands in the end, and guilt filled his brain in an instant.

Since the mistakes of the past cannot be changed, then, do what is in front of you!

Hugging Xiaobai, Ning Cheng slowly raised his head, looked at the crowd in front of him with red eyes, and said from between his teeth: "Xiaobai, I'm sure!"

"Boy, I think you don't know how to lift! A waste who has no cultivation still dares to be arrogant! Brothers, let this thing know what a cultivator is!"

Looking at the swinging iron rod, Ning Cheng took the first step, snatched the stick with his backhand, and punched the man's throat!

It is true that after being stabbed by that sword, Ning Cheng's nine hundred years of cultivation were in vain, but he still had these nine hundred years of combat experience and this strong physique, which was more than enough to deal with these cultivators.

However, this is all in a one-on-one situation, and any cultivator who has not practiced the exercises would not dare to face a large crowd of people with his fists and feet, especially under such a wide terrain.

The front and back pinch, the back will be the biggest flaw.

By the time Ning Cheng beat the last bastard to the ground, his clothes had already been destroyed in the scuffle. The sturdy back is covered with crimson marks.

There are fists and sticks, the only thing that reassures Mo Xue is that Ning Cheng's back is not as open as he imagined.

Walking to the frightened Xiaobai, Ning Cheng reached out and rubbed her head, just like he often did in the fairy world, took the chopped pork leg from Mo Xue's hand, Ning Cheng glanced at the people who were howling on the ground, turned his head disdainfully, and left with the two of them.

When he got home, Xiaobai was very worried about Ning Cheng's abnormal performance, and as soon as he entered the door, he slipped to the balcony, closed the curtains, changed back into the appearance of a fox, and took his clothes back into the nest, and then opened the curtains with his mouth. A cigarette hid in his nest, poked out his little head, and looked secretly.

Ning Cheng returned to the kitchen, poured the pork leg into the sink, and washed it carefully, before taking it out of the sink piece by piece.

"Are you alright?"

Mo Xue took a coat from the room and draped it over Ning Cheng's shoulders.

"It's fine. ”

Ning Cheng replied lightly.

This family still needs herself, and Yan'er is looking forward to getting better, no matter what, she can't be overwhelmed by setbacks anymore, and she can't bring these emotions home, at least, in the days when she can accompany her.

When the child is at home, it is necessary to give the child a carefree environment to grow up.

I owe Yan'er too much, four years, four whole years, without her parents, she grew up under the care of a nanny, but she has always been a smiling face, even in Blue Sky Kindergarten, she is happy to go home every day.

But really, is that really the case?

What is the situation in the kindergarten, Ning Cheng can guess that a child who is disliked by the teacher will not have too many playmates. It's just because Yan'er learned to look like an adult, hid these sorrows in her heart, and gave Ning Cheng a big smile every day, as if she was really carefree.

All her pretenses are because of herself, she is afraid of her father leaving, she is afraid of causing trouble, she is afraid of losing, but all this is not something she should carry, because she is only a four-year-old child.

Even if it is for Yan'er, he has to be strong and persist until the enemy comes to the door.

"Are you hiding something from me? ”

Mo Xue stood at the door of the kitchen, looked at the busy figure, and suddenly asked.

"Nope. ”

Ning Cheng replied nonchalantly.

"No, you have. ”

Mo Xue suddenly reached out to hug Ning Cheng and leaned on his back: "You can't fool me, you used to come back safely when you did anything, but today, you were injured." ”

Ning Cheng slowly stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and looked out the window.

He didn't expect Mo Xue to find out so quickly that his ninety-hundred-year cultivation had been destroyed, from the Immortal Emperor's divine thoughts to the cultivator's foundation, everything was destroyed because of Qin Lin's sword.

Without cultivation, he was just a little stronger than ordinary people, and he would always only be a little stronger than them, because all his meridians were closed, and even with the countless cultivation exercises in his mind, none of them could change this situation.

But he just chuckled: "Nothing. ”

He said it very easily, but he knew very well in his heart that without cultivation, those people would definitely come to the door to take revenge, or it wouldn't be long before new hatred and old hatred would come.

However, before that, it is enough to be able to accompany Yan'er more.

"You can tell me anything, remember what I said to you that night, and when she returns, I'll leave on my own, but don't treat me like an outsider until then. ”

The two bodies were close together, Ning Cheng hesitated, and took Mo Xue's hand, but he didn't break her away.

In the past, he would have done so without hesitation, but now, he doesn't have that confidence. Slowly let go of his hand and continued to process the pork leg in the sink.

After a long time, he sighed softly: "I'm sorry." ”

He understood Mo Xue's thoughts, he saw her kindness and help, but at the beginning, he was bent on finding Qin Lin, but in the end, he had nothing.

Anyway, there are not many peaceful days left, so it is better to repay some of what she once owed her.

"You ......"

Mo Xue hesitated, but in the end she didn't let go of her hand, even if she guessed Ning Cheng's thoughts, even if she knew that everything in front of her was a mirror and would only exist for a short moment, but she was unwilling to give up.

"You don't have to apologize. ”

After a whisper, Mo Xue let go of her hand, took out the seasoning from the refrigerator, and helped Ning Cheng deal with the condiments needed for the stew.

Throwing the pig's feet into the casserole, Ning Cheng originally wanted to add some high-grade medicinal materials into it, and was about to run the exercises, but there was a sharp pain, and he snorted, he propped his hands on the cabinet, and gasped for several breaths before relieving himself.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as she found the strangeness on Ning Cheng's body, Mo Xue hurriedly walked over, looked at him a little nervously, and hesitated for a while, she didn't know what to do or what to do to help him.

"It's fine. ”

Ning Cheng shook his head and coughed.

This kind of pain reminded him of the situation when he first started to cultivate, and every time the aura ran in the wrong way, it was such pain.

Unexpectedly, the Immortal Emperor, whose meridians had been expanded to the limit of human beings, could not even mobilize a trace of aura now, and smiled helplessly: "It's really, ironic." ”