In the carry-on space:

Yang Yiyan sat motionless in the gazebo, like a statue.

He Mingming's face darkened, and he stepped forward, and said with affection: "Yan'er......"

Yang Yiyan was startled, turned around suddenly, grabbed He Mingming's shoulder, and hoped: "There is news of my brother, how is he now?" ”

A look of unbearability flashed in He Mingming's eyes: "Tuan Tuan is trying to find it, but there is another news." ”

When Yang Yiyan heard that her brother had no news, her face was immediately full of disappointment, and she sat down on the stool, stunned: "My parents are missing, and now my brother is also missing......

He Zhizhi rubbed the top of Yang Yiyan's hair and took Yang Yiyan into his arms: "Don't worry, we will definitely rescue them all." ”

Yang Yiyan leaned against He Mingming's strong chest and muttered, "If only I objected to my brother going with me." ”

"Yan'er." He Zhizhi frowned and said, "Jiaxuan is a man, and he is already an adult, he will definitely not hide behind you with peace of mind." Now that something has happened to him, all we have to do is try to get him out, not to blame ourselves and be sad here, if he knew it, he would be very disappointed. ”

Yang Yiyan was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly: "I know that my brother will not hide behind me with peace of mind, but now that something has happened, I am still sad." ”

He Mingzhi sighed lightly and said, "There is news from Tuan Tuan, there is something wrong with the painting we brought back, you might as well take time to study it if you have time to be sad and sad." After speaking, he turned his hand and took out the ink painting and handed it to Yang Yiyan.

Yang Yiyan gently withdrew from He Mingming's embrace, took the scroll, and unfolded it gently, and suddenly the faint fragrance of ink rushed into her nose, and Yang Yiyan's heart calmed down inexplicably.

I remember when I was a child, my father liked to write calligraphy very much, and every time I saw my father writing calligraphy, Yang Yiyan felt as if she had been brought into a fairyland, and she forgot all her troubles. But as I grew up, my father began to get busy, and even the time for writing calligraphy decreased, and then I became busy, and it was even more rare to see my father writing calligraphy.

After ten years, I smelled the faint fragrance of ink again, and for a while Yang Yiyan seemed to feel that she was back when she was a child, she was still the innocent and carefree little girl, her brother was still the naughty and mischievous leather monkey who was beaten every day, her mother was still as gentle and beautiful as ever, and the family still lived happily together, without cultivation, without demons, and without these bad things.

He Mingzhi looked at Yang Yiyan who was stuck in memories and pursed his lips, but finally sighed and couldn't bear to interrupt.

"Oh no, no, no!" Autumn ran over in a panic: "Mao Mao has an accident, he and the monster have a fight." ”

Yang Yiyan was stunned for a moment, looking at the long-lost face in front of her, she felt that her eyes were sour for a while, and the sentence "Mom" was so stalked in her throat that she couldn't call it out.

"Mao Mao is fighting with Ah Man again?" He Zhizhi said in a deep voice.

Autumn said anxiously: "Mao Mao is injured and bleeding, you go and save him." ”

Yang Yiyan came back to her senses in an instant and smiled bitterly: Yes, my parents have been arrested, how can I appear here, it's just that I use my parents' bodies.

Although it was Mao Mao who dominated his father's body at this time, Yang Yiyan still did not allow him to be harmed. Even if you can't protect your father, at least you have to protect your father's body.

Yang Yiyan's consciousness swept and found Mao Mao standing on the edge of the evil pond and looking at Ah Man, as well as the blood stains on Mao Mao's hands.

"Aman, how did you bully Mao?" Yang Yiyan said unhappily.

Ah Man turned his head and said with a sad face: "Fairy, it's not that Ah Man bullied him, but that he wants to go into the pool of evil to take a bath." How powerful the evil pool is, it will be destroyed when you go in, Ah Man kindly stopped it, he didn't believe it, and even wanted to use it, Ah Man had to make a move. ”

Yang Yiyan suddenly had a black line, and looked at Mao Mao unhappily: "There are so many places to take a bath here, why are you washing here?" ”

Mao Mao's neck stalked, and he said indignantly: "He is talking nonsense, if this pool of fruit is really powerful, how can he be in it?" ”

Yang Yiyan roared: "Are you funny in the head?" If a woman can have children, can you? ”

Mao's face suddenly turned the color of pork liver.

Autumn was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and said, "Little master, even if you kill it, he won't be able to give birth to cubs." ”

He Mingming, who followed closely, also stiffened, obviously not expecting his sweetheart to say such a fierce word.

Mao Mao opened his mouth and wanted to say more, but was interrupted again by Yang Yiyan: "I warn you, you'd better stay honestly, if my father's body is hurt a little, hum ......"

After the threat, Yang Yiyan instantly felt more comfortable, didn't look at the embarrassing Maomao, turned around and left.

He Mingming glanced at Mao Mao with amusement and left.

After coming back to his senses, Mao Mao still asked without giving up: "This water really can't be used for bathing?" ”

Ah Man was speechless for an instant, didn't bother to explain again, and raised a stream of water and splashed it out.

Mao Mao was stunned for a moment, obviously not reacting, but seeing everything stained with the pool water instantly turned to ashes, Mao Mao felt a cool air rise from his back, and didn't say anything about bathing, turned around and slipped away.

Only Autumn exclaimed, "What a great pond water!" ”

After Yang Yiyan returned to the pavilion, she unfolded the ink painting and studied it carefully, and He Mingming sat quietly beside Yang Yiyan without making a sound.

The slender fingers slowly caressed the picture, and when Yang Yiyan didn't notice it, a trace of black gas gushed out of the picture, scrambling to drill into Yang Yiyan's fingers.

He Mingming's face changed, and he instantly pulled back Yang Yiyan's hand.

Yang Yiyan was stunned for a moment, only to see He Zhizhi staring at the painting with a solemn expression, and wondered: "What's wrong?" ”

"Demonic energy, pure demonic energy." He Zhizhi said coldly: "What a big stroke." ”

Yang Yiyan instantly understood, and said in shock: "It seems that Jia Lili has really entered the demon clan." Then there are also people in the demon clan who are beside her. ”

He Zhizhi said in a deep voice: "Aman, come here." ”

Yang Yiyan's intuitive eyes darkened, and A Man's huge figure had already appeared in front of her.

"Remove the demonic energy from the painting." He Zhizhi pointed to the painting in the gazebo and ordered.

"Yes!" Ah Man turned his head and gently inhaled the painting, and suddenly the demonic energy in the painting was sucked away by Ah Man little by little.

After a while, Ah Man wiped the corners of his mouth and nodded with satisfaction: "The demonic energy is gone, and the Venerable and the fairy can enjoy the painting with peace of mind." After Ah Man finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared.

When Yang Yiyan touched the picture again, she suddenly felt the brocade box in the storage bag move gently.

It is a humanoid wood carving of my father, by the way, the ink used by my father before was made secretly, and this is the only one in the world, and the ink fragrance on this picture scroll is exactly the same as the ink fragrance used by my father. Could it be that there is a connection between the two?

Yang Yiyan was stunned for a moment, turned over and took out the brocade box, and carefully held the humanoid wood carving in her hand, when suddenly a strong light flashed, and Yang Yiyan and He Mingming couldn't help but close their eyes.

When the light disappeared, Yang Yiyan slowly opened her eyes and suddenly saw a shocking scene. (To be continued.) )