7 sheep's head dog meat

In the sea of knowledge, a fiery red lotus flower is quietly suspended, the blooming petals fill the entire small space of the sea of knowledge, in the middle of the flower, a small figure replaces the position of the stamen, the slender legs and feet are like a small elf, and the small face is the appearance of Siyu.

The lotus flower, the soul, was exactly what the Bone Demon threw into his body when he first met Guan Yanyun. The soul is the soul of Wen Chuanting, and it fused with the fetus in Shangguan Yanyun's womb early, which can be described as a dove occupying a magpie's nest. The lotus flower was formed by the deity condensing the earth fire in the underground magma space, and then it was quenched and condensed to form her new body at the request of Siyu.

Because of this, Wen Chuanting has a new body, and Siyu, as a fire lotus spirit, can be with Wen Chuanting. One is that it can play a protective role when it is very weak, and the other is that it can play an auxiliary role in some situations.

"It's different, it's really different, and on the hide, I feel a deeply hidden fluctuation. Siyu said with a frown. This is still a common action when learning to ask oneself and encounter confusion or doubt.

"Another fluctuation?" asked Chuanting confused.

"Yes, at first glance at the sword book, there is a sharp and heavy aura hidden, which is what the sword writer unconsciously brought in when writing this sword book, and it is the writer's understanding of the Diyuan sword. The other breath fluctuation is very deeply hidden, you feel it carefully, is there a kind of charm of fire?" Siyu tried his best to express his feelings, but he always felt that the words did not reach the meaning, and there was even a difference of 108,000 miles between what he described and what he felt.

"Huh?!" asked Chuanting to feel that it extended and penetrated the entire animal skin, and at this moment, he felt a slight fluctuation, as Si Yu said, another charm that was completely different from the feeling of the sword spectrum. "Can you decipher what is hidden under the sword spectrum?"

"I'll try, but I'll need to borrow the boat's eyes. Siyu was eager to try. Just like asking Chuanting's feelings, she also felt idle during this time, and at this time she finally had something to do, how could she not be excited.

Mu Yirou sat next to Wen Chuanting, in a state of some distraction, at the moment when Wen Chuanting sensed out, she sat up straight, turned her sharp gaze to the door, and after confirming that there was no one outside the courtyard at the door, her perception carefully extended, only to find that it was Wen Chuanting next to her who was doing something wrong.

Mu Yirou glared at him fiercely, and then a puzzled look appeared in his eyes: "Is it because he is born with a strong soul, or is someone secretly teaching him to cultivate?"

At this moment, Mu Yirou didn't understand the child next to her, who was obviously raised by herself, but had such a strange feeling. She couldn't help but wonder, "Do I really know his heart and understand his needs?"

Not to mention that Mu Yirou was suspicious there, and asked Chuanting to hand over the control of his eyes to Siyu. The subtle light bloomed from the eyes, firmly locked on the animal skin roll, the sharp and heavy sword qi burst out, and the powerful twisted everything around it into pieces, the mysterious sword intent flashed in the air, the transparent sword body was like air condensation, cold and domineering but there was a thick and broad atmosphere.

The moment the sword intent burst out, Mu Yirou felt that the cold hair contracted rapidly, as if she was being targeted by a fierce beast, and the fatal danger made her flee for her life, the cold light flashed in her nervous eyes, and then she wanted to pull Wen Chuanting to protect her, but suddenly found that the endless sword qi had wrapped Wen Chuanting layer by layer, like a silver egg that bloomed brightly.

The air was suddenly oppressed by something, and the heavy breath spread, and the light body felt heavy and abnormal, and the breathing was no longer smooth.

"Ugly!" Mu Yirou howled sadly, at this moment, she subconsciously shouted out the name, completely forgetting to ask Chuanting about her dissatisfaction with the name.

"Uncle Mu, I'm fine!" a soft voice floated out of the silver egg, with a kind of leisurely nature.

Not being hurt was the best comfort for Mu Yirou, and the heart that was suddenly lifted quietly put down, and the rapid gasping kept squeezing his lungs, trying to compete for nutrients from the viscous and heavy air. The heaviness pressed on the body, and the wheezing was not only not relieved, but became more rapid, and the chest was full and heavy, as if pressing a boulder.

Boom!

Mu Yirou raised her eyelids with difficulty, and at this moment, the sword qi that wrapped Wen Chuanting burst out and splashed, and the heaviness disappeared abruptly, Mu Yirou's body that resisted the pressure bounced, but the strength was out of control without preparation. The flying sword qi shuttled through the air, making a sneering sound. In the air, Mu Yirou tried her best to dodge, but she was still cut open by the thick sword qi. The scorching pain spread through her body, destroying her nerves.

The sword qi splashed and shuttled, shattering and cutting everything in the house, pieces of wood chips fell to the ground, and the sword qi hit the wall, leaving holes silently.

Mu Yirou's nervous gaze fell on where Wen Chuanting was, only to see that he was still in a squatting posture, as if he was scared silly, and the wooden bench under him had already turned into dust.

A thin layer of red light wrapped Wen Chuanting's entire body, and the sword qi hit it, causing ripples. It was the protection of this red light that kept Wen Chuan from the attack of the sword qi.

"Whew!" The sword qi dissipated, and Mu Yirou couldn't help but let out a long breath. Ignoring the pain in her body, Mu Yirou had already rushed to Wen Chuanting, dodged the animal skin roll and threw it far away, protecting Wen Chuanting behind him, and cautiously staring at the animal skin roll on the ground, for fear of making waves again.

"Uncle Mu, it's okay!" asked Chuanting to poke his head out and whispered, but his eyes were fixed on the animal skin scroll.

"Is it okay? What was it just now? If you were cut and stabbed to death by the sudden appearance of sword qi, how would you let me explain to your mother?" Mu Yirou was like a fried chicken, screaming and screaming reprimanding Chuanting, tears continued to fall, but her eyes were staring at the animal skin scroll.

"My mother died a long time ago!" asked Chuanting said with a stiff neck, he didn't want anything to be involved in a dead person, except for the first two years, Shangguan Yanyun still fulfilled his obligations, if it weren't for Wen Chuanting having memories early, he wouldn't have any impression of Shangguan now. What memories can a normal child have before the age of two? Can he remember what his mother looks like? No!

Wen Chuanting's heart is now full of emotion, a woman who is gentle and considerate and has carefully cared for herself for several years, has almost given up everything, and the first thing she thinks of when she encounters danger is herself, a child who is not her own. Even if Mu Yirou gave up the maintenance of herself now and fled alone in danger, no one would blame her. But she didn't, the first thing she thought of when she was in danger was him, and her heart was about him.

How can this not be very moving!

Even if a person wants to repay his kindness, he has already paid off his kindness by taking care of him wholeheartedly in the past few years, but Mu Yirou is still the same and regards him as his own. How can he repay it?

But she, always has to mention Shangguan Yanyun, his irresponsible mother, if she is really good to him, how can she not let go of her hatred and leave him at a young age?

Yes, Wen Chuanting felt a little resentful, a little dissatisfied, and even a little rebellious. Mixed emotions linger in my heart.

For Shangguan, in addition to giving Wen Chuanting a physical body, what he gave him was a strange sense of alienation, and for Mu Yirou, a family-like sense of closeness. It is precisely because of this feeling that every time I hear Mu Yirou say something like 'let me explain to your mother', I feel disgusted in my heart.