Blood Leng didn't speak again after saying that, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and Blood Tu warmed up with a smile and said, "You may not remember, but your younger brother is just like his name, it's very cold, hehe." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Mao Qing smiled unobtrusively in agreement, and Xue Leng frowned.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have given him that name." Blood Slaughter pretended to sigh and said, "Okay, let's have dinner together as a family in the evening, you kid is not allowed to be late." ”

Blood Tu pointed at the blood and said coldly, the relationship between father and son still seems to be really good, of course, for those who don't know.

After that, Xuetu led Mao Qing out, and didn't forget to mutter, "Xueleng, this kid, really, always has a cold face, and I don't know if I can find my daughter-in-law in the future." “

At dinner, although the blood cold was a hundred unwilling, it still came, and the dishes were very rich, with eight dishes for three people and a big bowl of soup.

Blood Slaughter kept sandwiching vegetables to Mao Qing, and kept chanting, "These are your favorite foods." ”

Mao Qing looked at the things that kept being handed over, chewing them in his mouth, but he didn't like them very much.

Blood Slaughter saw it at a glance, and asked cautiously, "Don't like it?" ”

Mao Qing shook her head, "No." As he spoke, he hurriedly stuffed a few mouthfuls of food into his mouth.

Xuetu snatched her chopsticks over, pretended to be serious and said, "If you don't like it, just say it, you can say what you want to eat." ”

Mao Qing was a little stunned, and glanced at the blood cold, the other party was still eating by himself.

Mao Qing looked at the eyes of the blood slaughter, and had no choice but to speak, "Mapo tofu, pepper eggs, three cold vegetables... After saying this, Mao Qing was also stunned, but he just felt that the names of these dishes were so ripe, so cooked.

Blood Tu smiled, "Okay, it's not easy, I'll immediately order someone to do it for you." Then he commanded him to go down, and at the same time ordered that all the food on the table be removed.

The unfinished blood cold was snatched away from the dishes and chopsticks, and he could only sit there with a cold face.

"Xue'er, although you don't remember anything now, as long as you know that I am your father and he is your brother, we will take care of you and protect you, so you can say whatever you want, don't be polite or afraid."

Mao Qing was a little moved by what he said, and said with red eyes, "Hmm." ”

The dishes she said were very simple and easy to make, and they came up with a whoosh.

Mao Qing sandwiched a piece of tofu into her mouth, but the taste always felt a little wrong, but she didn't show it, but said with satisfaction, "It's delicious." ”

I didn't see it in this blood slaughter, and when he saw that Mao Qing was happy, he was also happy, "Okay, eat more if it's delicious." ”

After eating dinner in a harmonious atmosphere, Xueleng went back, and Xuetu took Mao Qing around the house, and led her to the garden.

"Cher, these are all made for you by your father when you were a child." Mao Qing looked at the toys and thought to herself that her father must love her very much.

In the next month, Blood Slaughter often took Mao Qing to walk around and take a look in this dungeon, of course, the places he led were the places he had taken with Blood Snow before.

Mao Qing still couldn't remember anything, but under the repetition of the blood slaughter, she felt that she was the blood snow, yes, it was his daughter.

Mao Qing got up early today and walked towards the room of the blood slaughter, and met the blood cold who went out on the way, and the two of them were speechless for a while.

Blood Leng only glanced at her and left without saying a word, and Mao Qing shouted, "Brother." ”

Xueleng's footsteps stiffened, stopped, and said a little nervously, "I don't remember what happened before, maybe I provoked you somewhere, now I apologize to you, I hope we can get along well in the future." ”

Blood Leng turned his head violently and looked at Mao Qing, but his eyes were full of anger, and he left with a cold snort.

Mao Qing smiled bitterly, thinking that she had done something wrong again.

When he came to the blood slaughterhouse, he softly knocked on the door, "Daddy, are you up?" ”

Blood Slaughter opened the door in response, "Xue'er, why did you come to Daddy so early today?" ”

Mao Qing smiled a little embarrassedly, "Daddy, these days I heard you talk about the fairy clan and our demon clan, Xue'er thought to herself whether Xue'er could spell?" ”

Blood Tu was stunned for a moment, and smiled with a haha, "Xue'er, you were seriously injured last time, and the mana that you had cultivated with great difficulty was scattered. ”

When Mao Qing heard this, he was disappointed for a while, and then asked tentatively, "Daddy, can I re-cultivate?" ”

Blood Slaughter frowned and thought for a while, "Xue'er, you are waiting for a few days to study and study for your father." ”

Getting his words, Mao Qing happily agreed, and Blood Tu looked at Mao Qing who turned to leave and asked, "Xue'er, do you have to cultivate?" ”

Mao Qing paused, but nodded firmly.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to be a waste who can't even practice spells." After Mao Qing finished speaking, he was stunned again with a feeling of heartache, this is so familiar, as if someone has said it to himself.

Blood Tu sighed and said with a smile, "Xue'er don't worry, my father will definitely find a way for you to cultivate." ”

"Thank you, father."

After Mao Qing left, the blood slaughter was embarrassed, not because of Mao Qing's cultivation, because Mao Qing was already able to cultivate.

He knew everything about Mao Qing, and he also knew that she couldn't cultivate before, it was all because of Xue'er's golden pill in her body, and then the golden pill was broken, but it was still in his body, and this time although he didn't exchange Xue'er's soul back, he solved the problem of that golden pill.

It's just that... He was afraid that after Mao Qing cultivated, Xue'er would really never come back.

The time dragged on for another month, and Mao Qing was not urging, just waiting quietly, but it was inevitable that she was a little anxious and disappointed.

When the family was having breakfast today, Blood Tu finally opened his mouth, "Xue'er, my father has already figured out a way, and then you just need to follow your father's instructions, and you can cultivate." ”

As soon as Mao Qing's hand shook, the dish fell on the table, but Mao Qing didn't notice, put down the chopsticks, and looked at Xuetu with excitement in his eyes, "Really?" ”

Bloodslaughter looked at her fondly, "Well, really. ”

Blood Leng was cold-eyed and didn't express any opinions.

After eating, Mao Qing couldn't wait to ask the blood slaughter for advice on the method of cultivation, and the blood slaughter was also very rough, directly relying on his own deep mana, dredging the clogged blood veins of the blood massacre, not to mention, directly left half of the mana in the body of the blood, and taught the blood slaughter a set of mental methods, as long as the Qing meditated for five hours a day, after three months, he could turn the mana of the blood slaughter into his own body.

It can be seen from this that the blood slaughter is really generous to his daughter.

Blood Leng stayed outside, looking at the blood slaughter that came out with a little vanity, and said with some sneer, "It's so good for a fake daughter?" “

Bloodslaughter glanced at him, "It's better not to talk nonsense." ”

Blood Leng snorted coldly, "Hmph, I'm not in the mood to care about such idle things." With that, he left.

Blood Slaughter looked at his son, shook his head, and returned to his room to meditate.

After getting the cultivation method, Mao Qing can be said to be meditating desperately, almost even sleeping, and finally he couldn't stand the blood slaughter, and gave an order, "If you forget to sleep and eat like this, I won't be teaching you." ”

Mao Qing had to honestly only meditate for five hours a day, but the rest of the time she found something to do for herself, that is, to learn all kinds of weapons, starting with the long sword, at first it was Blood Tu who taught him, but then Blood Tu really couldn't resist Mao Qing's spirit, so she had to hand over this burden to Xue Leng.

Blood Leng was unwilling, and when he talked to Mao Qing, Mao Qing felt as if it had frost.

And different from the gentle teaching method of blood slaughter, blood cold is completely a strict teacher, and if he makes a mistake, he is pumping a branch, at the beginning, Mao Qing was really almost pumped to death by him, but Mao Qing gritted her teeth and survived, and she didn't report to the blood slaughter, which made Xue Leng a little impressed with her. (To be continued.) )