Facts have proved that for Ling'er, my mother's words have always been used as decorations.

Even if I am already trying my best to persuade him, it is not right to bury someone, especially according to the current marriage law, Qin Luo is still his nominal father.

The boy, however, just squinted at me and threw out a reason I couldn't refuse.

"Mother, you listen to me, I can cure him for you when I come back!"

"Really?"

"Nature."

"What about the deal?"

I nodded, turned around and twisted my head, behind me Ling'er was still digging the ground very diligently, and the sound of snorting all showed his hard work.

I rubbed my somewhat swollen head, sat cross-legged on the ground, and while constantly hypnotizing myself, my hands absorbed the spiritual power around me, not to mention, this place is very suitable for cultivation.

Finally, I heard the sound of Ling'er throwing a shovel, and when I turned around, the ground was very flat.

I watched him dumbfounded, picked up another handful of hay, covered it with great dedication, and deliberately jumped up and jumped, but finally couldn't hold back his words.

"Big brother, just bury him, just go up and step on it a few times, isn't it too pro!"

Ling'er raised her eyebrows, as if she was puzzled, and loosened her shoulders very casually.

"Mother, you really don't know good people's hearts, I'm helping him, you said that if we go down for a long time, if he is discovered, then he will be sent to someone else."

"You have a point, I can't talk about you."

I rubbed his head, and I couldn't bear to be on that piece of the ground—Qin Luo.

Turn around and look at the pit beneath the castle.

I hadn't noticed anything earlier, but it would fly into the air and look down condescendingly, and the exposed craters were completely combined into a huge and incomparably dead word.

Pale blue flames flickered underneath it, making it look more and more like a huge tomb.

However, I didn't feel any breath of life, and I couldn't help but look at Ling'er strangely.

The young man sneakily fumbled around his body and pulled out a small compass.

The gold hand kept turning, and finally stopped in the southwest direction.

"Let's go."

He took me by the hand and descended straight down to the huge hole.

The sound of the wind whistling in my ears hurts a little on my face.

I subconsciously wanted to get a cover or something, but he stopped me with his eyes.

The hole was much deeper than we expected, and it took a long time before our feet stepped on the flat ground again.

However, it didn't look like stepping on the ground, but like climbing on the body of some monster, obviously very hard, but the altitude was constantly changing. Ling'er explained that this was because there was a fixed formation under the castle before, but now, because I have demolished the entire castle, this formation is invalid.

"Is that really the case?"

I looked at him suspiciously, a little incomprehensible.

Every time I see his serious appearance, I will unexpectedly go to the play, although I know that he may be talking about things seriously, but when I think of his usual painting style, tsk.

"Mother, can you be a little more professional!"

As she spoke, Ling'er put a mask-like object on my face.

I stared at him blankly, not understanding what he was trying to do.

With the mentality of being at peace when we come, the two of us are like tomb robbers, wandering down the ground, like visiting a labyrinth, and we will leave a mark if we don't leave a place.

But after going around for a long time, I still kept spinning in place.

I squinted my eyes and subconsciously looked at my palm, the Su Han's ring was shining with purple light, as if it was guiding something.

I nodded at Ling'er, and drew a formation with my hand to the sky, and what I read in my mouth was the mantra that Su Han first taught me.

Suddenly, the ring faded from my palm and floated in midair.

The purple light was a little more vivid than when I took it to my hand before, and Ling'er and I looked at each other and chased the ring directly.

As we saw the most, the ring was Su Han's token and the guide in this labyrinth.

Although I still walked a lot of roads, which made my ankles sore, the joy in my heart was still greater than the pain when I saw that the road that had been messed up for a long time finally came to an end.

"It's here, mother, come on." A purple stone door appeared in front of us, and Ling'er took a few steps back to the side and gave me her place.

I nodded, and gently covered my palm, an indescribable emotion, coming from the door, a faint aroma of grass and trees, brewing sorrow and spreading little by little.

I didn't know what it was, but I instinctively didn't want to get closer.

It was a woman, out of an instinctive fear of the unknown.

It's just that I don't seem to have a choice.

Glancing at Ling'er, I nodded, and pushed the door directly, and none of the imaginary mechanisms, or other moths, appeared.

Everything in front of you is like a huge landscape flower scroll.

In the middle of the grass not far away, there was a bed made of flowers, and below it was a white jade stone, somewhat like the one I saw Qin Luo sleeping in the underworld.

It's just that I don't feel a trace of coldness, but a kind of throbbing that only a girl can have.

Suddenly, there was a whistle in the sky, and a line of egrets fell from the sky, their huge wings spread out for several meters, but their heads were very small, half the size of mine.

When Ling'er and I appeared, they suddenly knelt on the ground.

The qi of the king in my imagination did not appear, the people who knelt were not me and Ling'er, but the people in the flowers, but I didn't understand, didn't it mean that the egret was the most perfect and pure? How could he bow down to a person like Su Han with bloody hands.

And aren't we underground? Why is this place like a paradise?

I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, I had switched to golden pupil mode.

Only then did I realize that this is not an illusion, but a real existence, and the door behind us that is full of green vines is the teleportation array, but I can't understand it, it's too simple.

Su Han is so scheming, such a mature person, he shouldn't make such a rudimentary mistake.

As if to test my thoughts, when I walked in, my blood clotted again.

Where is Su Han in front of him, it is clearly his only daughter, Troy.

The small figure lay among the flowers, and there was no blood on his pale face.

I subconsciously squeezed my arm, and the pain let me know that I wasn't blind.

However, didn't Ling'er say that she had discovered Su Han's breath? How could it be Troy?

I shook my hand and gently touched the little girl, but unfortunately her mother was also caught by Su Han, otherwise I could have gone on an errand.

The little girl seemed to be sleeping very lightly, and when my hand was still a few centimeters away from hers, she suddenly opened her eyes and cried out with great excitement.

"Don't! Don't kill me! ”

"Troy, don't get excited, see us clearly!" I said softly, carefully clapping my hand on her shoulder to channel the spiritual power into it, but this time, I found that the situation in her body couldn't be worse.

In the dantian, all the blood and spiritual power have dried up, and the meridians of the limbs are all broken, and it seems that only the head is normal all over the body.

"Aunt Gu, Brother Ling'er."

The little girl whispered, pulling the corners of her mouth hard, as if she wanted to smile at us, but the deliberate smile was more ugly than crying.

I glanced at Ling'er, and Ling'er was also helpless.

"Troy, tell me, what the hell is going on, your mother said that you were captured by Su Han, let us save you, but you...

"Help me?"

The girl's eyelashes trembled violently, and a pair of eyes were open. The blue pupils were supposed to look as good as the sky, but now they were covered in a rich deep purple.

"Aunt Gu..."

"Yes, I'm here." Even though I already knew it was useless, I still wanted this poor child to be comfortable for a while, even if only for a moment, so I was still gently holding her disabled hand, channeling spiritual power to him and warming her body.

However, as if she already knew the result, she directly withdrew her hand and said softly.

"Aunt Gu, don't waste your spiritual power in vain, I won't be better."

"Nonsense, how old are you! Besides, there is still Ling'er here, what are you afraid of! Your mother is waiting to be reunited with you! I said a series of words, obviously encouraging people, but my eyes couldn't help but sour.

Sometimes it's not a good thing for people to be too sober, and they always have to go through those pains.

Like the child in front of me right now, she seems to know everything, and she seems to be desperate for the world, because in her eyes I don't see anything called hope.

Sure enough, the little girl has already begun to comfort me.

"Aunt Gu, you're here to find my father, he's not here, there was originally his doppelganger here, but after absorbing all the nutrients in his body, his doppelganger left."

"No, now we don't talk about him, I'll take you away first."

"But Troy is so tired that he doesn't want to move anymore, can Brother Ling'er do me a favor?"

The girl directly rejected my proposal and suddenly looked at Ling'er. My heart moved, this little girl has always had a crush on Ling'er, if it is Ling'er, it seems that there is really hope for a reversal.

But I was doomed to be disappointed again, and she didn't say what I thought I would.

Just looked at the boy with a bright gaze, as if he wanted to engrave him in his mind.

"Brother Ling'er, can you promise me one thing?"

Ling'er moved her lips, a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes, and finally after looking at those eyes, she didn't choose to refuse.

"You say, if only I could do it."

"Can you kiss me? It's not lips, I mean anywhere! ”

"I... Mom and Dad never kissed me..."

"But, they all said that kissing was a wonderful feeling, and I..."

Her eyes were wide open and seemed to be sad, but her tear glands had dried up.

Just looking at Ling'er like a puppet, I can't bear to look at it anymore.

I didn't hear Ling'er's answer, and when I looked up again, the boy was already possessed, and a gentle kiss fell on her head.

The years are quiet, but the egrets around us are wailing.