Chapter (6) The son of the Onizun
The small light cluster in the ghost honor's arms glowed with white light slightly, and he stared down, this little thing that was related to him by blood was stillborn before he could be born, and he could only exist as a soul body, and he had to cultivate his soul body and reshape his body.
The black slave didn't hear the voice of the ghost for a long time, looked up, and planned to sneak a glance, but inadvertently swept the little soul body in the ghost zun's arms, and the black slave seemed to be able to feel that the little soul body had aura fluctuations similar to those of the ghost zun.
An unformed thought suddenly popped into the black slave's mind, it wouldn't be as he thought, "Lord, what is this?" The black slave pointed to the small group of light in the ghost honor's arms, and said in a voice with the sea of knowledge.
The ghost venerable didn't raise his head and said, "Can't you see it?" This is my son. ”
Son, heir, heir, heir, that is, a child, that is, that his Lord has a child? In today's short period of time, the black slave was shocked and turned white, isn't the master the most annoying to those warblers and Yanyan? What the hell is sacred, the black slave took a few deep breaths and calmed down.
The place where the Lord has recently stayed is nothing more than the human world, the heavenly realm, the little master has not yet had time to take shape, and can only retain the soul body dependence, it seems that the little master's mother should be a person in the world, it is easy to do with mortals, and he will never let such mortals entangle the Lord.
Having made up his mind, the black slave asked, "Then the master summoned the slave to come and let the slave go to the world?" ”
Ghost Venerable raised his eyebrows and nodded, thinking that this black slave had finally opened up a little bit and knew that he had taken the initiative to share his worries, he added, "Don't worry, after I enter the pool of death, it is not too late for you to go to the human world, and during this period, take care of my children." ”
The black slave was puzzled, "Why does the master still go to the human world, and just let the slave go and end that person's life?" ”
The ghost venerable glanced at the black slave lightly, and the black slave felt that his body was like pressing an iron mountain, and he only had a moment, and he couldn't support it and fell to the ground, and the black slave hurriedly said, "My subordinates know their mistakes." ”
I don't know where the mistake is, this ability to admit mistakes is first-class, "I see that the slave has been with the head of the four monsters for a long time, and what he has learned is something that is not in the stream, when did the deity teach you, it is murder when you open and close your mouth, or do you want to go back to the demon abyss and continue to stay?" The tone was a little careless, but in the ears of the black slave, it was like being sentenced to death, and he didn't dare to say more, the weight on his back was heavier, and the black slave gasped, "Subordinate, know your mistake." ”
The room of the ghost is far from being as splendid as others imagine, high-profile and luxurious, but it is very simple, there are not too many furnishings in the room, but an inconspicuous ancient bed, a chaise longue woven with clouds, a table and a chair and so on, ordinary people have objects.
After playing around around the ghost for a long time, you will find that the ghost is fond of white, and most of his clothes are white, of course, it can't be avoided, and the natural thing he hates the most is that others stain his clothes, so he will be extremely disgusted with the second princess of the demon world, Mo Qianqian.
As soon as he saw the woman, he thought of his soiled garment, which had been destroyed.
No matter what time the ghost venerable's waist is, there will be a string of silver bells pinned to it, but the bell rarely rings, and those who have a little vision will know that it is the soul devouring bell, if the bell is remembered in front of anyone, that person is considered to be unlucky.
Soul Eater Bell, Bell Ringing, Soul Eater.
But anyone who has heard of the name of the ghost honor, everyone knows that the ghost zun is a well-known monster in smelting weapons, and the ghost zun can't treat himself badly, he has six well-known weapons in his hands, in addition to the soul devouring bell, there are, the soul sword, the prison soul rope, the soul snatching hairpin, the soul whip, and the soul chasing spike.
The purpose of these weapons is exactly what they say.
There is a strange thing about the ghost, he doesn't like to wear shoes, and he is not used to touching the ground barefoot, so he has always been a few inches above the ground and floats in the air.
Between demons and monsters and the so-called immortals, most of them are flying in the clouds, or they are in the air, and few can take a leisurely walk on the road, so the ghost zun's move is not unusual, after all, he just doesn't like to wear shoes, it's better than those vulgar monsters who have just cultivated and formed, don't like to dress, and walk naked in the mountains and wilderness.
The ghost venerable moved to the cloud chair a little lazily, the clouds of the heavenly realm are not only white and pure, but also soft to the touch, and the comfort that can't help but make people fall into it as soon as they lie down, and it makes this cloud become the favorite of many immortals.
It's a pity that good things have always been rare, and every year the heavenly realm rarely produces a batch of that cloud, most of which are pitted by the ghost venerable, no, most of them are sent to the Shura Hall of the ghost venerable by the heavenly realm, who let them ask for the ghost venerable?
Anyway, this cloud is not of much use to them, and they are not distressed, absolutely not distressed.
The cloud chair floated in mid-air, and the ghost venerable squinted slightly, just like the noble Persia who had finally obtained the ball of yarn, and his mood couldn't help but be a little happier, and the burden on the black slave's shoulders receded, and he slowed down for a while, still kneeling on the ground, "Thank you, Lord." ”
The tail note of the ghost zun rose, and the small light group was a little softer than the cloud when it was rubbed, and he couldn't help but touch it lightly, and the little light group felt something, and took the initiative to rub the ghost zun's hand, "Let's get up!" ”
Ghost Zun was very satisfied, his children just followed him, and these subordinates who made him feel bad were completely different from the same world, thinking about it, Ghost Zun thought of the man's sculptural face, his eyes were dark and deep, and when he looked at him seriously, it seemed as if he was about to suck him in.
Ghost Venerable couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly and was distressed, that little Yama's face was really a scourge, the high bridge of the nose, the eyebrows and eyes like a person in a peerless painting, fair skin, tall figure, but he would not look thin, standing in front of that person, as if he was still an inch shorter than that person, just an inch, it was a big deal that he floated taller, he had to move faster, lest that person be abducted and run away in the mortal world.
However, the point that he cared about the most was his age, that is, it was not an exaggeration for Xiao Yanluo's father to shout about his ancestors in front of him, he himself had forgotten how old he had lived, and this had to be a few rounds older
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Ghost Zun thought about the silver tooth and bit it, no matter how big it was, with his deterrent power, who would dare to oppose it in this world, he had lived for tens of thousands of years, and finally met someone he liked anywhere, what happened to chasing him?
There was no fluctuation on the face of the ghost venerable, and he looked at the black slave coldly, the more restless his heart was, the more cold the tone became, "Slave ......"
The black slave listened, and his body tensed involuntarily, "The subordinates are here!" ”
Ghost Venerable spoke softly, "Regarding my heir, I don't want the slightest rumor outside. ”
The black slave looked at his nose and nose, and his nose looked at his heart, and responded, "Yes." ”
Ghost Venerable lowered his eyes with a little pampering that he himself was not aware of, looking at the small light group that was close to him, thinking that he would not be able to see this child for a while, and he felt a little reluctant and lost, "Also, I will take care of my heirs during the period of going to the world, let the four monsters stay in the Shura Palace, you will take my heirs, and use the soul chasing to find me in the world, and I will cast a spell to save myself from the purification of the rebirth pool, and reincarnate with me." ”
Even though the black slave's heart was full of doubts, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, but only replied again, "Yes." ”