Flutter flutter...

The sound is getting louder and louder, and the rhythm is getting louder and louder.

Until Di Shaoyuan's sentence floated faintly in his ears, "Son, don't come out to see your parents yet, when will you play?" ”

Lan Xi realized that his heartbeat had already exceeded the load.

I didn't expect Emperor Shaoyuan to have such a gentle side.

A moment later, the cloak was removed, and Lan Xi couldn't break free from his arms, so he had to look away and stop at a figure that suddenly appeared.

The moonlight reflects an elongated shadow.

The red helmet and armor shone in the moonlight.

In the bush jungle, a burly man with long hair disheveled and a man dressed in an ancient military robe appeared.

The whole body is gloomy, the eyes are blank, and the steps are sonorous and powerful.

But he has six red light locks on his ankles.

It is recorded in ancient books that anyone who kills people will be locked in various colors after death.

Red for the attack,

Black is too much.

It's the same ghost who kills people without blinking.

The red lock can enter reincarnation, and the black lock will go to hell.

But since ancient times, murderers have been very resentful, and before reincarnation, these ghosts with locks would be thrown into the Ten Palaces of Yama for trial, and then thrown into the pool of resentment.

In the pool of resentment are the unjust souls that these locked people have killed in front of them.

Red-locked ghosts that can still survive the erosion of unjust spirits can enter reincarnation.

The resentment pool is full of resentment, and there are almost no ghosts who can be clear and sane in the resentment pool.

Most of them are either devoured or counter-devoured, and eventually end up scattered.

Or, to become a heinous demon.

The number of locks represents the level of the demon.

When Lan Xi was a child, she overheard her sister and father talking about it, saying that the highest level of demons encountered by the Abnormal Ability Organization since its establishment was only Level 3.

At this time, they were facing level six.

When Lan Xi looked at it again, he was shocked to realize that the evil ghost general was holding Lan Yue in his arms.

Son!

She wanted to open it, but she was still hugged tightly.

She looked back at Di Shaoyuan, and her eyes were saying: Please let go, I want to bring my son back.

"Good, it's a ghost general."

Poor Luo?

Boom...

A fluttering sound startled Lan Xi, and Qi Luo knelt on the ground, hugged Lan Yue with one hand, and bowed his head respectfully to Emperor Shaoyuan.

"Mommy, Dadby, I'm sorry. I've got you worried. ”

Lan Yue jumped into the ground from Poor Luo's hand, trotted over, and hugged Di Shaoyuan's long legs.

The little head rubbed against his lap, coquettish.

Di Shaoyuan's face was gloomy, and he reprimanded in a low voice, "Stinky boy, who allowed you to mess around?" ”

This low roar was loud, echoing in the dense forest, startling Lan Xi.

My son has grown so big, no one has ever yelled at him like this.

couldn't help but soften, pushed away Di Shaoyuan, hugged Lan Yue, and couldn't stop stroking his head to comfort him.

Just stroked twice, his arm was grabbed by Emperor Shaoyuan.

His face was pale and gloomy.

Pulling her up, "Woman, son, you're spoiled like this!" From today onwards, my son will train with me in the future! ”

What the?

Training?

Her son, she is not used to it, who is used to it?

Saying this, Lanxi was not happy.

took out the tablet from his arms and typed the words: He is my son, I am happy to get used to it. Why are you so fierce to him? Surrendering the sixth-level ghost general Qianluo, shouldn't you praise him? Sixth-level evil ghosts, I'm afraid that even the four major families will be in charge together, and they may not be able to subdue them with all their strength. Why do you yell at my son?

Di Shaoyuan frowned, this woman is really, she can't speak, and she is so arrogant.

He lowered his head and glanced at Lan Yue, who was trembling, and his air pressure dropped a few points.

"Why? Naturally, he is my son. My Emperor Shaoyuan's son, shouldn't he be disciplined? Calling the shots privately, knowing the other party's purpose, but following out, a seven-year-old child dares to do such a dangerous thing, shouldn't he be disciplined? ”