Castle Lord's Mansion

The weather is hot, day by day, cicadas and birds chirping, the sounds are all mixed together, and there is an inexplicable anxiety in people's hearts.

On this day, Hong Ling didn't find Shao Yisong in a common place after all. Why didn't he stay in the workshop with Xuanqiu as usual?

Hong Ling grabbed a maid and asked, "What about City Lord Shao?" ”

When the maid saw her dejected appearance, her face was frightened: "Miss Ling." The lord suddenly fell ill last night, and Deputy City Lord Luo brought a doctor to see him, saying that he needed to recuperate ....... ”

As soon as Hong Ling's hand loosened, she took a small step back, and the maid hurriedly saluted and ran away.

In order to avoid suspicion, Luo Chengyuan used to easily bring the doctor to see it in person, but since he came, it means that Brother Shao will not be able to ......do it after all.

By the time Hongling came to Shao Yisong's door, Luo Chengyuan and the doctor had already left the house, leaving only one Xuanqiu, and two maids guarding the bedside.

Hongling looks in through the carved panes; Shao Yisong's face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and he muttered something in his mouth.

The hand that was exposed outside the quilt was holding on to something - what was that?

After thinking about it, Hong Ling picked up a handful of stones from the ground. Several people in the room were defenseless, and they were hit by the acupuncture points and lay down in response.

Although Hong Ling was very familiar with Shao Yisong and the City Lord's Mansion, he never exceeded the rules. And at this time she couldn't care much, he was there, and she didn't know how much time she had left.

She didn't marry him this time, and she didn't fall in love with him, so that he could have more time to finish what he wanted to do.

But in the end, he doesn't know his mind, which is too much of a loss.

Gently walked over to his bed and sat down.

Hong Ling looked at his face, he was sleeping very unsteadily, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him, and couldn't help but reach out and caress his face.

Shao Yisong's thin chin had green stubble growing on it, and the appearance of her eyes closed made her a little distracted for a while.

For her, perhaps the most tormenting thing was not the moment when she watched him die, but after the passage of time, she could no longer find her own shadow in his eyes.

She used to always want to relive her old dreams, so she kept trying to make him fall in love with her: But in this way, not only does it delay your time, but it is also very tiring for me, Brother Shao.

Maybe the decay of Chongli Shenhuo is a good thing.

Although it was a very hot day, there were sick people in the house, and there was no ice basin to cool down. There were a few windows open, but they were still very hot.

Shao Yisong felt a cold hand touching his sweaty face, which felt familiar and comfortable, and soon his wrinkled eyebrows relaxed, and the whole person slept peacefully, and even talked in his dreams.

"Little zygote...... soon, I'll be able to find a way to keep you moving."

After the muttered words passed, Shao Yisong's hand moved, and Hong Ling frowned at the thing that was trying to move.

"Daddy......." The voice had a hint of mechanics that didn't resemble a living thing, as thin as a mosquito.

Hong Ling made a confinement charm with one hand and flicked it on the thing that had gotten up from Shao Yisong's hand. "What kind of monster is doing it?"

Hong Ling looked at it and was stunned: this imprisoned thing was actually that delicate puppet like a little girl.

"Let go of me, let go of me!" The little girl was tied to the quilt with tiny chains, struggling desperately.

Contemplating it for a moment, Hong Ling was shocked: she never knew how this little thing could be as if it had a soul, and this soul was indeed born from this puppet's body, not an alien spirit living in!

"You, how could you ......."

"This good-looking aunt, let me go quickly, I can finally move for a while, you can let me see how Daddy is doing."

Seeing that her expression did not seem to be fake, Hong Ling took the confinement.

The little girl ran to Shao Yisong's face with a crying voice: "Daddy, it's all my fault, and it's ...... that makes you tired like this." ”

Hong Ling was a little speechless: "What are you crying about, he's still alive." Tell me what the hell is going on with you. ”

The little girl sobbed and wiped her face, but there were no tears in the puppet, so she looked very awkward.

"This beautiful aunt ......."

"My name is Hong Ling."

"Aunt Hongling, I also just woke up not long ago, because my father called me Xiaozyzi one day. When I heard the name, I knew it was calling me, so I woke up. ”

"Aunt Hongling, am I a monster?"

Hong Ling's face was expressionless, and he was helpless in his heart: Auntie is a ghost.

The child turned out to be a machine spirit. I think it's because of the hard work of two generations of great masters, and he was let go of Shao Yi's name and loved him like a child. The days are long, and once in a while, the name is awakened.

Such a situation is rare in the Yuanding Continent, although it is rare, it is not uncommon. Hong Ling said to the little girl: "I see, you are the instrument spirit of this puppet, and it is right to say that he is your father, after all, you are his life's work." ”

Hearing this, Koheko's face was sad, and she turned her head, and the wooden little knuckles were flexible, like a real girl.

The little hand was gently placed on Shao Yisong's face: "Aunt Hongling, Daddy is tired because he has to find a way to keep moving for Xiao Hezi. I had been afraid to scare him and not dare to speak in person. ”

"Aunt Hongling, can you help me tell him: Xiao Hezi can't move all the time, and it's okay. As long as Daddy is healthy and safe, Xiaozyko will be satisfied with ....... ”

As if he had lost his momentum, his voice was strange, and his body gradually stiffened, and he shrank into his original appearance, as if he had never woken up.

Hong Ling stared at Shao Yisong's face: It turns out that what you have been thinking about all along, is this what you want to do?

You've given this puppet soul -- that's a great thing for a great mechanic. I'm afraid you didn't even think of this, right?

Hong Ling silently looked at this peculiar "father and daughter". A hint of firmness gradually appeared in his eyes.

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"Hahaha...... He's finally dying hahaha....... ”

Dark guard Leng Qi looked at the person in front of him, he had been happy for a long time. Such a person who knows how to control himself is now so out of shape.

Luo Chengyuan smiled enough, and some tears appeared in his eyes: "Mother, your revenge, my son is finally about to avenge you." Soon, what belongs to us, my son will also get it back. ”

Only then can he be satisfied.

"Congratulations, Lord." Leng Qidao.

Luo Chengyuan retracted his smile: "How is it, the person who asked you to investigate, how did the investigation go?" ”

Leng Qi lowered his head: "Leng Liu is missing." ”

"Huh?" Luo Chengyuan's face showed a hint of concern: "What's the matter?" ”

There was a panic in Leng Qi's tone: "Leng Liu is following and monitoring Miss Hongling, but he suddenly disappeared, and even the corpse capital could not be found. ”

"What?" Luo Chengyuan knocked on the table, this Hongling, it seems that it is not simple.