Jin Ling crossed his arms, calmly, with a faint smile in his sharp eyebrows, quietly looking at the little dark demon in front of him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Her plan is good, but it's a pity......

Roar!

A lion-shaped demonic beast with six legs and two heads rushed out of the canyon, and the ferocious momentum brought up a hot wind that directly penetrated Jin Ling's body and hit the little guy's face.

The little guy was shocked, and suddenly discovered the special feature of Jin Ling, and a flash of horror flashed in those beautiful eyes, but soon, her eyes sharpened, and she took out the short knife on her waist and held it in her hand, making preparations for battle.

The ground shook, and the demonic beast roared through Jin Ling's body and pounced on the little guy, who bit the short knife and deftly climbed up the rock wall next to him.

In this place, Jin Ling was supposed to be non-existent, so she was always like a shadow, unable to be seen or touched by anything here, except for this little guy.

The monster was a realm higher than the little one, and she kept climbing up, and the monster roared and scratched with its thick and powerful claws below, and the claw marks were scratched on the rock wall, and the rubble rolled down like rain.

The little guy was full of fighting spirit, and she didn't retreat at all, she climbed to a high place that the monster couldn't touch, her eyes turned quickly, and she was quickly thinking about something.

The next moment, she grabbed the short knife and jumped down, with a murderous awe-inspiring awe, and the demonic beast saw that the four hind legs were working together, and suddenly jumped into the air, opening its bloody mouth and pounced on the little guy's body.

I saw that when the little guy's feet came into contact with the fangs in the mouth of the demonic beast, a cloud of demonic qi suddenly formed a spike on the tip of her toe, which pierced the upper jaw of the demonic beast fiercely.

The terrain is narrow, especially the mountain walls on both sides are almost close together at a high place, the monster can't be used, can only curl up in pain, the little guy seized this opportunity, his body turned weirdly in the air, and landed firmly on the back of the monster, and the short knife in his hand slashed into the neck of the monster.

Jin Ling looked at the little guy with some amazement, her every step of her calculation was just right, and her estimation of the terrain and the weaknesses of the Demonic Beast, as well as her own strength, was very accurate, so she easily solved a Demonic Beast that was higher than her realm.

Blood sprayed on her resolute little face, the monster fell to the ground from the air with her, the little guy got up and didn't wipe the blood off his face, a pair of ice fountain-like pupils stared at Jin Ling and asked, "What are you?"

"For the demons here, sort of. Jin Ling replied softly.

The little guy's eyes flashed, "Is it only me who can see you, that's why you follow me?"

Jin Ling had to admit that this little guy was very smart, "Yes, so I'm curious to know, why is it only you who can see me?"

"Were you a human or a demon when you were alive?" asked the little one again.

Jin Ling thought for a while and said, "I'm a dark demon. ”

"Are you a half-demon like me?" the little guy's voice fell, and he hurriedly covered his mouth secretly.

Jin Ling's eyes lit up, it turned out that this little guy was a half-demon, maybe she was similar to herself because she also had the same characteristics as dark demons and humans.

"Don't follow me anymore, since you're already a ghost, go to the underworld to reincarnate, don't bother me!

The little guy shouted at Jin Ling viciously, then walked up to the monster and cut off the two fangs and six claws in the beast's mouth and put them in the belly pocket, wiped the short knife on the monster's body, and when he stood up, he looked like he couldn't see Jin Ling at all, and turned his head to leave.

Jin Ling simply followed behind the little guy blatantly this time, but this time she had the determination, as if she really couldn't see her, what should she do.

Deep in the desert, in a windy city blown by wind and sand, the little one returns to her own home in the depths of the windy city.

As soon as she approached the house made of sand and bone, Jin Ling heard an angry voice.

"Where have you been?" a male voice, low and serious.

The little guy didn't say anything, and the house seemed to be in some kind of stalemate, and Jin Ling could feel a tense atmosphere when he stood outside the house.

Jin Ling walked to the door of the house and looked in, and saw the little guy standing in front of a man with his head down.

Yes, it's a man, not a man.

The moment Jin Ling saw this man clearly, her heart suddenly locked, and an indescribable sense of crisis made her hair stand on end, only to feel that the person in front of her was not an ordinary person.

His body was shrouded in ice and snow, his clothes and black hair, his body was long, his eyes were dark and deep and indifferent, and his thin red lips were tightly pursed, like the snow on the top of the mountain that does not melt all year round, giving people a sense of iceberg-like coldness, and his whole body exuded a sharp and terrifying momentum, which made people look at it, and even their souls trembled.

The little guy standing in front of the man noticed Jin Ling and quietly glanced over here, and the man noticed her gaze and also looked over here.

Jin Ling suddenly tightened his breath, but the man's gaze penetrated straight through him, swept around the outside and then retracted.

Can't he see himself?

"Don't want to explain? It's good, just know that you don't have to make excuses!

The little guy shook his head twice, still silent.

"Then you don't want to go?" The low tone revealed a strong sense of oppression, and the little one's mouth was open for a long time, as if he wanted to say something, and finally closed it stupidly, and walked out of the room resignedly, towards the field next to it full of all kinds of improvised targets.

The little guy was practicing all kinds of fighting skills in the scorching sun, and the man stood at the door of the house, looking at her with deep eyes, and in the place where she couldn't see, the sternness on his face receded a little, and a trace of concern floated.

For the next few days, Jin Ling stayed here to watch the man's almost ruthless training of the little one, throwing her into the nearby canyon every day, and letting her fight against the various monsters or trolls among them, most of which were of a higher rank than the little one.

Most of the time, the man just stood high above and watched indifferently, and unless it was a fatal attack, he would rather watch the little one fall in a pool of blood than come to his aid.

Jin Ling knew that they were father and daughter one night, and he also knew that this man was not as strict as he appeared, he would carefully boil the wound medicine at night and bandage and treat the injured place of the little guy.

The little guy who has never called him will only occasionally call 'Daddy' in his dreams, and then the man will show a very satisfied and loving smile, just like the melting of ice and snow, which makes Jin Ling's heart indescribably warm.

From the loss of memory to the present, for the first time in a few months, Jin Ling has this warm feeling in her heart, and this feeling, she feels similar, and even wonders if she also has such a father.

When she was young, she was ignorant and stubbornly hated her father like a little guy, but when she grew up and really began to face danger independently, she realized that her father's strictness allowed her to save her life in danger, and she began to understand the hard work behind her father's strictness.

What was the purpose of this place for her to see these things? Jin Ling became more and more confused.

But this confusion was broken on the ninth day of her entry into this world.