Chapter 207: The Obsession of the Night 1 (Part 1)

And at night, the moment he poured into the dark stone tablet, he felt that he had suddenly arrived in another place.

At first, there was a pale cyan patch, almost as light as the color of his clothes, the same color of heaven and earth, no distance or near, unable to distinguish east, west, north and south, as if in chaos.

"Xiao Qingqing—" He searched, but was not afraid. It's just that he suddenly arrived in a strange place, and Lin Suqing, who was originally with him, was not on the side, he didn't understand it, and he didn't know where he went, "Xiao Qingqing-"

He shouted again and again, where is this? Why did it suddenly become here? On weekdays, with Lin Suqing on the side, Lin Suqing seemed to know everything, and could always answer his questions and solve problems for him when he had doubts, but he was not here at this time, and he was a little angry.

"Xiao Qingqing-" He walked aimlessly, shouting as he went, "Where are you, Xiao Qingqing! You come out! Do you hear my voice? You make a sound, I will follow your voice to find you! Xiao Qingqing—you don't come out again! If I find you, don't blame me for beating you!"

There was no answer.

He paused and stopped moving forward, but stood there frowning and began to sort out the cause and effect.

He remembered that according to Xiao Qingqing's words, his five fingers were spread and pressed on the dark stone tablet......

He looked down at his right hand, recalled—and then injected spiritual power into the stele...... And then......

"And then I'm here?!" Nightshade was stunned, "What did that strange stone send me here for?"

He walked all the way forward and muttered to himself, muttering: "Hmph, if Sanqingxu wants to harm me here, the demon world will definitely not be able to bypass you!"

"Pray for the night. Suddenly, a familiar voice called his real name behind his ears.

He hurriedly turned back to follow the prestige, and at the same time, the surrounding environment immediately began to change as he turned around—gradually appeared surrounded by green mountains and green waters, and gradually appeared shrouded in lush trees, blue sky and white clouds, and the wind and sunshine were beautiful, looking familiar!

"This is ......" Xiye was wondering, and the familiar voice behind him called him: "Pray for the night." ”

He turned back ecstatically, this time he didn't have to follow it, and when he turned around, he saw the familiar figure: "Father!"

He hurriedly pounced on him, and threw himself straight into the arms of the comer.

The person who came was tall and mighty, like a strong pine tree standing tall in the wind, and like an unattainable mountain. He wore a white sable cloak and a primrose-yellow robe on the inside. It's a cold yellow, but it's very kind at this time.

When a fierce man plunged into the arms of the comer at night, his head could only lean on the chest and abdomen of the comer, and he just hugged the waist of the comer.

The comer, whom he called his father, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his shoulder, patted him gently and dotingly, and said in a gentle and deep voice, "Ye'er has lost weight. ”

The fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy had not snuggled up in his father's arms like this for a long time, and the last time he was a few years old?

Zuo is only four or five hundred years old, and in the mortal world, he is only a child of three or four years old. However, he hadn't seen his father for hundreds of years, and he hadn't hugged his father for hundreds of years.

At that time, I was looking forward to it every day, if I could grow up as soon as possible, I could help my father to assist in government affairs, give advice, and be with my father every day; if I grew up to be as majestic as my father, I would be able to become my father's right-hand man, and I would be able to fight with my father in all directions.

I have heard that my father is so entangled that he can't get rid of his body because he has too many government affairs, and I have also heard that my father doesn't like his mother because he doesn't like him, and I also heard that my father is ill, but for the sake of the balance of the Three Realms, he can't mention it to the outside world, so he can't even tell him and his mother......

He had heard a lot of various reasons, but he never waited for his father to come to see him, and took the initiative to ask for a meeting, but he couldn't get it.

He once asked many times in the palace because he was curious why he could not see his father, and asked the guards, the ministers, the fifth uncle, the elders, and the concubine......

I asked many times, but every time I asked, I was lost, and the answers I got were very different. And at the end of the day, it's all invisible.

His mother often taught him that he must study hard and become excellent, so that his father would come to see him. So he worked hard and never dared to slack off. I am ready every day to welcome my father's inspection at any time.

But hundreds of years have passed, and I can't look forward to my father. So he tried to sneak out of the palace and ask his father to come to him.

The palace was heavily guarded, and he failed again and again, tried countless times, and this time finally allowed him to escape. He has never even been out of the palace, this time not only ran out of the palace, but also ran out of the demon world, he thought that his father would be anxious, worried, and would immediately come to find him, arrest him back, lock him up, reprimand him, beat him up, as long as his father came, everything would be fine. But...... Father did not come.

I had never even heard of who my father had personally sent to find him, but today, finally, today has finally come......

"Father, I miss you very much. Xi Ye said this sentence again and again in his heart, he wanted to say it, but when he opened his mouth, the words reached his throat...... But I can't say anything.

"Father, it's not fun outside at all, I want to go back at night. "He wants to put it another way, if he wants to go back, what if he wants to be with his father?

Still...... Still can't say it.

Time is so despicable, it torments you, it makes you miserable, and it hides many things from you.

Time has quietly stolen the beauty that you originally cherished, leaving you with only lingering pain.

He still clearly remembers the feeling of waiting day after day, waiting for his father to come to see him, and he also has a lot of words that can please his father...... It's all gone, it's all hidden by time.

The embrace that he thought about day and night, when it finally came, it became his initiative to push it away; day and night, he thought about the thoughts he wanted to say, but when the words came to his mouth, they became a sentence: "Father, why are you here?"

"Father misses the night. ”

Why the nasal passages are suddenly sore.

I have been waiting for hundreds of years for this sentence to hear, and I finally heard it, why my eyes are hot, why I want to cry, why I want to laugh but I can't laugh. Obviously you should laugh, you should reply to your father with a bright, happy laugh, so that you can please your father! Why can't you help crying, this is not good!

Xiye sniffed hard, forced back the tears, and asked in a slightly nasal voice, "Why didn't my father come to see Ye'er before?"

No, no, he should have said something pleasing to him, but why did he turn into blame, how could he blame his father! Will his father stop coming to see him because of this, and he will have to wait for a few hundred years? a few thousand years? Maybe longer?

"Father, I ......"

"My father saw it, and he fell asleep at night. ”

Xiye originally wanted to explain a few words, but it was blocked by a burst of sourness.

Is that really the case?

But why does Luo Luo shake his head every time he asks Luo Luo who is on duty at night?

But why, the mother cry every night?

But why...... The elders said that the father was ill and wanted to retreat?

But......