Lin Zhao slept against the trunk of the tree, and Qingruo sat next to him with a branch in his hand, and stirred the fire in front of him for a while.

Yun Ze stepped in from mid-air at this time.

At first glance, it was still far away, and it was already two or three steps away.

Qingruo turned his head to look at Lin Zhao, who was still asleep, raised his hand and made a shushing finger at Yun Ze, and said with a mouth shape while getting up and smiling brightly, "Father, have you come out of retreat?" ”

Yun Ze was wearing a navy blue fairy robe, and he carried a giant sword half a meter wide and one meter two long behind him.

His cultivation has risen to a new level, and now he can be said to be at the top of the sect.

As soon as I came out of retreat, I heard about the 'black and white double evil' that was in an uproar. ’

Qingruo has his tracer buckle on his body, because the psychic stone has never shown that Qingruo's life is in danger, so he has been in retreat until now, and the first thing is to find Qingruo.

Yun Ze's body was flooded with a fierce surging cold ice aura, he was a mutated ice spirit root, and as soon as the air pressure was released, the cold aura of frozen bones quickly spread around him.

The fire that had been burning was extinguished silently, and there was no smoke at the top of the branches.

Lin Zhao shrank back, rolled his hands up the quilt and opened his eyes.

Bloodshot eyes like eagles.

Qingruo stood between the two men, with his back to Linzhao, and quickly turned around when he realized that Linzhao had woken up.

Lin Zhao looked over, his body trembled and rolled up the quilt, his eyes that had just woken up were a little foggy, and he smiled reflexively when he saw Qingruo turn around.

An already terrifying face is even more ugly.

Qingruo quickly hooked his lips and smiled lightly to soothe him, and gave him a warm spell to go over and hold his body.

Turning around, he said sweetly, "Father." He took a few steps forward and grabbed Yun Ze's arm.

Yun Ze had a gloomy face, his body was as immobile as a mountain, he didn't speak or look at her, he just stared at Lin Zhao, and he would draw his sword and cut him to ashes in the next second.

Qingruo touched his forehead a little embarrassed, held Yun Ze's arm and shook it, his voice softened, "Father~"

Lin Zhao had already stood up from the ground, Yun Ze's cold air was deliberately aimed at him, Qing Ruo's current cultivation was not comparable to Yun Ze, so she didn't know that the warming technique she called was actually not very useful.

His knees were cold and stiff, and he could even hear a sound at his knees as he stood up against the trunk of a tree behind him.

Holding the quilt on his arm and folding it into the Qiankun bag, Lin Zhao smiled softly at Yun Ze, and his tone was very respectful. "Yun Ze Peak is good, and he has admired his name for a long time. I am calling. ”

Yun Ze snorted coldly, Qing Ruo was still holding his arm and was soft and coquettish, he turned his head and raised his hand to knock Qing Ruo's forehead, Qing Ruo's eyes were now all fixed on Yun Ze, but Yun Ze's afterglow was looking at Lin Zhao.

The ferocity of the beast when he had just woken up appeared in his eyes again, and now it was so overwhelming that the killing intent was about to pour out of his eyes.

"How did you get involved with this thing?" Yun Ze couldn't be ruthless to Qingruo, he frowned his face and asked her, his voice was very polite, but one hand took away her hand and looked at it.

He didn't take his hands seriously, he was measured, and Qing Ruo was just pretending to be pitiful, Yun Ze still stuck his fingertips on it and cast a healing spell.

Qingruo pouted and pulled the hem of his clothes, and reminded unhappily, "Father! He is called. ”

Yun Ze described this thing, Qing Ruo didn't dare to turn his head to look at Lin Zhao's expression at this time.

Yun Ze withdrew his hand behind his back and lowered his head slightly to look at her serious eyes.

Qingruo, the daughter he raised, grew up in the palm of his hand, the emotion of the immortal cultivation world is weak, and the family affection is not strong, how many people have been from their parents since birth The love only has the guidance of cultivation rather than the relationship between life and bits and pieces.

He is the same, he has never felt the affection of his parents.

He lived too long, not only Qingruo's child, but also more than her daughter, but Qingruo was the only child he raised as a daughter.

If he gave her fatherly love, then on the other hand, the reason why he was willing to spoil her was that in Qingruo, he could really know that he was a father and that he was a blood relative.

Qingruo's temperament will only be good to people who really like relationships, and he will never deliberately wronged himself, and would rather be broken than broken.

Yun Ze sighed in his heart and had already admitted defeat, but his face was still tight, his brows were tightly locked, and he raised his hand to rub her hair, "Are you hurt?" ”

Qingruo shook her head, her big eyes were shining, and her speech was clear and serious, "No." Then he cast a spell on the side, "Father, my cultivation has gone up to the next level~"

His voice was full of pride like his father showing off and other praises, "But it's still far from my father." He pouted.

Yun Ze smiled, praised and encouraged, all the good things found in the secret realm were put in a Qiankun bag, and now he took it out and handed it to her, "Let's see what I like." ”

He turned around and walked in front of Linzhao.

The skin is strangely colored, the face is ugly, and it is so weak that it can be poked to death with a single finger.

Yun Ze hooked his lips with his back to Qing Ruochao, all disdain and sarcasm.

Lin Zhao stood straight against the trunk of the tree, his spine straightened, and his chin was slightly raised to look directly at Heyunze, seeing his sarcasm and disdain calm as the unwavering sea.

His knees had lost sensation, but he didn't show any expression on his face, he smiled faintly, and his warm voice was in great contrast with his appearance, "Hello uncle." ”

The last sentence was still the master of Yunze Peak, and now he will directly become an uncle.

Yun Ze's fingers moved, withdrawing the cold qi that was suppressing Lin Zhao's body.

Lin Zhao almost knelt down directly, his hands quickly wrapped around his back and clasped the trunk behind him, his body still remained straight, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he was quietly leisurely.

"What are you going to do now?" Yun Ze asked him directly, of course he didn't care about the life or death of Lin Zhao, but he had to take care of Qingruo.

Qingruo had already taken out all the life-saving things in the Qiankun bag that Yun Ze handed her and put them into her Qiankun bag, and walked over to return the bag to Yun Ze.

It was evident to see the discomfort of the calling, as the fingertips he had picked into the bark had broken and the smell of blood had begun to spread in the air.

Qingruo pursed her lips and didn't say anything, walked up to him and stood with him, her hand behind her back reaching over to catch most of the weight of his body.

Lin Zhao leaned over and breathed a sigh of relief, in her ears, a slightly cool breath blew the hair on her sideburns, with a little hair twisted into her ears, itchy and cold mixed with a little heat rising from her body.

Yun Ze looked at Qing Ruo, his hand behind his back clenched into a fist, his eyes were already dyed with killing intent, and he opened his mouth directly and cruelly, "What are you?" Do you deserve it? Don't you know what the end of the combination of man and demon is? ”

Yun Ze half roared and half drank, and the speed of his speech was very fast, Qing Ruo didn't have time to stop it, and the surrounding trees had been swaying from side to side by the air pressure brought out by Yun Ze.

"Father! You ......"

Lin Zhao raised his hand and put it on Qingruo's lips, but he didn't touch it, but just stopped her words.

Turning his head to her, he bent his eyebrows, his blood-red eyes were blood-colored, and he had just unearthed a blood-piercing blood jade.

"Uncle, I won't let her go, and I'm going to drag her to die with me."

Yun Ze raised his hand, and it was a palm wind that directly slashed down.

Linzhao sacrificed a defensive magic weapon, the magic weapon shrouded Qingruo and him, Linzhao leaned half of his body on Qingruo's body, and the magic weapon was directly split into a slight crack by Yun Ze's palm, and Linzhao sprayed a mouthful of blood on the magic weapon cover.

"Calling!"

Qing Ruo was so anxious that he couldn't do it, he held him with one hand and sacrificed another magic weapon with the other, and turned to look at Yun Ze, who had already drawn his sword, "Father! If you kill him, I won't live, and if he dies, I will die with him! ”

Yun Ze's sword stopped in mid-air, the anxiety in Qingruo's eyes, distress, and life and death, without the slightest fraud.

Yun Ze withdrew his sword and put it on his back, closed his eyes tightly, and exhaled a long breath, "You won." We need to talk. ”

This is addressed to the calling.

The two men, in fact, from the first glance of each other, knew that only one could win today.

The one just now, but two people thought of one place.

One is a father who feels sorry for his daughter, and the other is a devil who will not let go, otherwise, who will be willing to admit defeat.

Lin Zhao wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at Qingruo, who was still a little confused, and touched the top of her hair, and the big hand full of scars slid to her hair, bringing a burst of uneven friction.

Lin Zhao leaned over and kissed her forehead, "I'll talk to my uncle for a while." ”

Turned around and followed Yun Ze's footsteps. His knees hurt and his whole body was cold and he could barely stand on his feet, he walked slowly but without stumbling, and every step was solid and firm.

"Calling." The two stood opposite each other, continuing to clear not far away, and Yun Ze casually played a soundproof array.

Lin Zhao nodded, his eyes no longer had the slightest gentleness as before, and were full of gloomy violent and murderous intent.

Yun Ze didn't care, "What exercises have you practiced, how did you become like this now?" ”

Lin Zhao pursed his lips, obviously too lazy to answer the question, "I won't let her have anything to do until I die." ”

“……”

The two were silent for a while, but Yun Ze still handed over an item in his bag, "This can cover up the demonic energy." Six hours. ”

Lin Zhao looked down for a moment and shook his head.

Yun Ze was not reluctant, he took back the bag, changed his hand to remove the soundproof array, thought about it and asked, "Does Xiao Ruo know what you practice?" ”

She didn't ask.

Yun Ze sighed, raised his hand and withdrew the soundproof array, and couldn't help but scold Qing Ruo in his heart.

"I'll go back to the sect to block it, now the sect and the demon clan are fighting in the dark, and they are busy grabbing the things of the Xuanjue Gate and the Jinghe Gate, and many people have given up looking for you. Be careful yourselves. ”

Yun Ze's words fell, his eyes fell on Qingruo's face, sighed, and opened his arms.

Qing Ruo's originally nervous expression instantly smiled, and she threw herself into Yun Ze's arms with a smile.

Leaning on his shoulder, his arm touching the huge sword behind him, reassuring and depending.

Fatherly feelings.

"Thank you, father, I'm sorry."

Yun Ze hugged her and patted her back, and Lin Zhao, who was standing behind her, stretched out his hand several times to pull her away and stopped in mid-air. Yun Ze pretended not to see it, helpless but still reluctant to be gentle, "The girl has grown up." Be careful, there is a danger of crushing the psychic stone. ”

The two reluctantly said goodbye, and called a face that had eaten a fly, wanting not to start out of sight and out of mind, but they forced themselves to keep staring tightly.

It wasn't until Yun Ze's figure completely disappeared that Lin Zhao hissed lightly, followed by his whole body and relaxed and fell towards Qingruo.

Before he became unconscious, he spoke softly, and his reassuring voice was gentle and cherishing, "Qingruo, catch me." ”

**

A combination of man and demon?

Of course I know what will happen.

But I'm still going to die with her.

Qingruo, I thought about it.

I'm more afraid that hell will not have you.

- [Black Box]