I found that the darkness outside the walls had actually moved to the house, and my heart couldn't help but sink.

At this rate, I am afraid that the world will be completely swallowed up in a few years.

There was no one in the yard, and the big white was listlessly curled up by the rocking chair where I often lay, like a fluffy little milk dog, and there was no more majestic appearance of a tiger.

When it saw me coming back, it got up and ran towards me, rubbing at my feet.

I squatted down and rubbed its clumsy head, summoning it out of the beast pill, "Da Bai, swallow it!" ”

Da Bai was stunned for a moment, stared at the beast pill for a long time, and swallowed it in one bite. Suddenly, its body regained its behemoth appearance, and it became majestic again.

"Roar, roar......" It was so excited that it couldn't do it, and its big head rubbed against me.

"Okay, good, go play by yourself."

I didn't have much time to play with Dabai, so I went straight to the inner courtyard, ready to see Ling'er and the ghosts, and then set off to the North Hell. As for whether it will come back in the future, it is unknown.

Ling'er was sitting at the small table writing something seriously, with a low-hanging little face, so beautiful that people didn't want to move their eyes.

If I could, I would never leave Ling'er. I didn't take care of her since I gave birth to her more than 700 years ago, and more than 700 years later, she spends more time with the ghosts than with me.

I'm a thorough, incompetent mother.

I didn't say anything, and quietly stepped forward and picked up Ling'er. She wasn't frightened, smiled, reached out and hooked my neck and smacked me hard in the face.

"Mother, where have you been?"

"My mother went to the Yin Si to deal with some things." I sat on the chair with Ling'er in my arms, pinched her little nose and said, "What is Ling'er writing?" ”

"Ling'er is painting, mother, you see ......" She picked up the rice paper as if she was offering treasures, pointed to a few people on it and said: "This is Daddy, this is Mother, Brother, Ling'er ......"

Ling'er is not yet four years old, but her attainments in painting are not bad, and the people on rice paper are vivid. Especially my little brother and I, she painted them vividly.

She said, "Mother, when will my father and brother come back?" ”

"Do you miss Daddy?"

She nodded emphatically and said, "Ling'er misses her father, and she dreamed that her father sent a flying golden dragon, and Ling'er must protect it." ”

Flying Golden Dragon?

I was stunned for a moment, remembering the strange python that was stored in the soul locking bell, so I summoned it. Who knew that it was the size of a chopstick, but the scales were still shining golden, and the small horns on its head were still there.

I stared at the little python curled up in the palm of my hand, and said, "Ling'er, yes, is this it?" ”

"Wow, yes, that's it!" Ling'er hurriedly grabbed the little giant python over, and said happily: "Mother, this is the flying golden dragon sent by my father." ”

When the little python heard Ling'er say "Flying Golden Dragon", his little head suddenly rose up, and he looked at Ling'er pitifully, and tears came out.

Crying and crying, the little python turned its head and looked at me very resentfully. Seeing it like this, I felt a strange sense of guilt in my heart.

At this moment, Da Bai walked in, and when he saw the little python in Ling'er's hand, he was stunned, and immediately rushed over in a rage, and the hair on his body exploded.

"Roar, roar!"

Dabai yelled angrily at the little python, but he didn't dare to rush over and bite.

And this little python was very calm, raised his head and looked at Dabai with disdain, and continued to cry, and there was still a sobbing sound, like a little milk baby.

Ling'er coaxed it like a baby, and wiped its tears with a silk handkerchief, I was really speechless. Fortunately, I didn't use the Qiankun talisman to refine this little giant python just now, otherwise it would have become a Jingyuan.

This little thing came from the darkness, and it was easy to take the big white beast pill, and it must not be small, and I didn't know what it meant for the little brother to take care of it for Ling'er.

I saw that Ling'er was having fun with this little thing, so I went with her.

I came to the courtyard, gathered all the ghosts in front of me, and said very seriously: "This king has some things to deal with, and he may not be able to come back for a while, so you will go to live in the palace of Yin Si with Shen Qing, and this place will be temporarily sealed." ”

Fang Qi was stunned for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, where are you going?" ”

"Don't ask, you have to take care of Ling'er in the future."

"The king can rest assured, we will take good care of the little princess and die with all my might."

I wanted to say thank you, but I was afraid that the ghosts would be suspicious, so I gave up. I looked at Ling'er at the door for a long time, and then I reluctantly left the house with Dabai.

……

The wind of the North is always cold and fierce.

Wrapped in a thick cloak, I leaned over Da Bai, hiding from the overwhelming cold. It's just that without cultivation to keep out the cold, I feel that it is difficult to breathe.

This is not yet in the territory of the Northern Underworld, but on the edge.

The little brother really set up a great array here, preventing anyone from entering. Fortunately, I cultivated the ghost path myself, and I was proficient in these formation spells, so I turned around outside the formation for a while and moved a few formation stones.

Woowoo......

As soon as the heavenly array broke, suddenly a fierce wind with snow flakes surged in, knocking me and Da Bai directly over a long distance.

The wind was so strong that it blew on a person like a knife cutting it, and it hurt indescribably. The goose-feathered snow was swept away by the wind to form snow dragons, fangs and claws.

All the hairs on Dabai's body exploded, and he clawed at the snow to prevent it from being blown over again by the wind.

I hurriedly summoned the Soul Slayer and slammed it into the snow. And this wind can actually blow the blade so much that it "sizzles" from the snow.

How could this be, although the wind was cold when I came before, it was by no means so wild and fierce.

The snow is so heavy, but in an instant, Da Bai and I are covered with a thick layer of snow. I guess it won't take an hour for the snow here to bury both of us.

The big white claws were pulling out the blood, and it struggled to get in front of me, trying to block me from the wind with its body. But no, it was crumbling by the wind.

It rubbed its head against me, and then looked in the direction we came, and I understood what it meant, to let me go back.

I shook my head and said, "Dabai, this king can't go back, and he doesn't plan to go back when he comes." ”

"If you don't go back, will you be able to withstand the harsh weather?"

The faint voice came from far and near, still so magnetic, just a little more indifferent. Immediately after, a pair of black boots appeared in front of me.

I grabbed the Soul Slayer Blade in my hand, raised my head tremblingly, and saw the angular but not smiling face of my little brother.

His eyes were all cold, outrageously cold. And the cluster of blood-red fireworks between the eyebrows was so dim that it seemed to be disappearing, and I didn't know what that meant.

Then the little brother made an enchantment, blocking the wind and frost around me and Dabai, and said quietly: "Who let you come, who let you break my heavenly array?" ”

I recovered and scrambled up from the snow, but I couldn't stop shivering. It could be cold, or it could be angry.

Seeing the indifferent appearance of my little brother, my chest felt as if it was blocked by a boulder, and the blood and qi were surging around me, as if I was about to explode.

I gritted my back teeth and glared at my little brother angrily, and said, "Why did you do that, why did you take away the immortal family's divine sense, and why did you take away my cultivation?" ”

The little brother stared at me and said coldly: "Heaven and earth are chaotic, the Six Realms are completely destroyed, instead of wasting those cultivations, it is better to strengthen me alone, what do you say?" ”

After a pause, he said again: "I must have told you that I am the real Demon King of the Mixed World, and I may be the only one who can just survive the chaos of heaven and earth." ”

"So you didn't hesitate to take away all my spiritual power?" The corners of my lips were trembling, and I couldn't stop it, and tears were rolling in my eyes, but fortunately they didn't flow.

The little brother hesitated and nodded, "Yes!" ”

Tears rolled out of my eyes, and I wasn't aware of it.

I rushed forward and grabbed my little brother's shirt and yelled, "Then why don't you just ask me, I can give you my life, what is a little spiritual power?" Xiao Yige, why are you treating me in such a dirty and shameless way? ”

The little brother looked down at me, there was no temperature in his eyes, "You hate me?" ”

I gritted my teeth and said, "Let me ask you, Qi Huai's cultivation was also taken away by you, right?" ”

He shrugged, noncommittal.

Then I understand that the climate of the Northern Hell has suddenly become so fierce, it must be related to the little brother becoming the demon king of the mixed world.

I suddenly thought of Yao'er, and I was shocked: "What about Yao'er? What happened to Yao'er? ”

The little brother looked at me strangely, and did not say anything, but I saw a trace of cruelty, bloodthirsty cruelty in his eyes.

My mind went blank in an instant!