"Our Son"

After the transformation of the plastic spirit, there will be a backlash, which is usually exhausted, and it will take many days to recover with the strong recovery ability of the Thirteen Langs. In the previous battle, his strength did not belong to him, and his backlash was extremely strong, exhausted and seriously injured, and he was unable to speak.

Thirteen Lang could only nod desperately and express his doubts with his eyes.

"He's not dead?"

"Of course not. ”

Fairy Lotus understood what Thirteen Lang meant, smiled slightly and said, "With me, how can our son die." ”

This sentence sounds proud and contented, and it contains a lot of content. At the beginning, the realm soul invaded the Dao fetus, and Yelian had a mother-son relationship but no power, and the danger can be imagined. In that case, he can still achieve "some kind of preservation", and Thirteen Lang can't imagine what he has experienced during this period, how much effort he has spent, and what hardships and hardships he has paid.

Before he could say anything, the Lotus Fairy said again: "However, the realm soul is not dead. ”

Thirteen Lang's expression changed drastically.

Lotus Fairy continued: "If the Realm Soul is really dead, this world will not be able to sustain it at all, you should have thought of it a long time ago. ”

Thirteen Lang smiled bitterly and said, "What should I do if my heart is upset?"

Fairy Lotus said: "Don't worry, originally he didn't have real spiritual intelligence, and he was able to speak because of my son and me, but now he is scattered, and his sleep is entangled with the power of mad spirits in my son's body, and he can't wake up for a while." ”

After the most ferocious wave of backlash, Shisanlang felt a little better, and said solemnly: "It's a trouble." ”

Fairy Lotus sighed and said, "I think what he said is right, the Dao Fetus and the Realm Soul have different roots but the same origin, and after they are fused, they may not be separated. The realm soul cannot be killed, so it can only be used to raise the heavenly dao, similar to the soul of a monk. It's up to you what to do. ”

"Good. ”

I don't have a clue in my heart. Thirteen Lang agreed without hesitation, and then struggled twice to crawl over and grab the hand of the lotus fairy.

The palm was cold, and the feeling of being cold and cold, Thirteen Lang tried to draw strength, but the result was naturally in vain.

It's useless to have power. Unless he can make something out of nothing.

"How are you?"

The idiot who asked this, from the time he regained his senses, the body of the lotus fairy was dissipating, and at this moment, there was no blood stains around him, and the whole person seemed to be transparent, and the idiot also knew what the situation was.

"I'm fine, a blessing in disguise. ”

As she spoke, her mind gradually became confused, and the lotus fairy realized that she only had a few words to say, so she hurriedly told her.

"The Three Lives Holy Clan is from the Demon Realm. Soul dispersion is artificial, and aggregation can only be done once and only once. Both of them had sensed before, and they both participated in this battle, so that they could repel the realm souls, and from then on, Jingle Bell is Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell can be Night Lotus or not, Night Lotus is Night Lotus, Jingle Bell, and I am it, our son is her son, and her son is your son. It's also my son. ”

"Good. There was no time to figure out the circle, and Thirteen Lang nodded vigorously.

Fairy Lotus said: "The Dao fetus is difficult to have children for a long time. Unless there is an adventure, it is impossible for Yelian to be able to support it, but fortunately, the Dao fetus is divided into the realm soul, and when the battle is right, it is said that there is a strong force, and a rough estimate is that it will be fine in three or five hundred years. ”

Thirteen Lang said vigorously: "Before the time limit, I will definitely find a way." ”

Fairy Lotus smiled. said: "I believe you, don't be so nervous. ”

Thirteen Lang didn't know what to say, his eyes looked at the lotus fairy and slowly blurred, his heart felt uncomfortable, but he didn't understand why.

The two bodies were paralyzed and unable to move. They looked at each other and were silent for a moment.

Fairy Lotus's face couldn't be seen very clearly, and she said quietly: "Did you remember why this happened before?"

Shisanlang nodded silently, his expression somewhat aggrieved.

Obviously I don't remember anything, and suddenly I have two more responsibilities that are heavier than the sky, although I am happy, I will inevitably feel a little wronged.

After nodding his head, he felt that it was inappropriate, and Shisanro hurriedly said, "I'll remember, definitely." ”

Fairy Lotus said casually: "It doesn't matter if you can't remember, first, it can't be fake, and second, you can ask her." ”

As if some kind of premonition came true and was only accepted by his heart at this moment, hearing this, Thirteen Lang finally couldn't hold it back, and said with a smile.

"If I sue me directly, I won't get it, why bother tossing like this"

Crying and laughing, Shisanlang said shyly: "Go and ask her, how embarrassed are people"

Even at the moment of dispersion, the lotus fairy in the light spot still fell, and said with emotion: "You, it's not easy to shamelessly take your son, be kind to him, I'm watching." ”

At the end of the emotion, Thirteen Lang grabbed the air with both hands, and the lotus fairy disappeared completely, leaving a ball of light in place, and an announcement was made.

"Sansheng, Zhu You!"

What a big light!

The realm soul is gone, the position of the lotus fairy is still the same as it was at the beginning, the divine light of the four directions is still gathered, and the power from all the spirits slowly closes, and even her, even the starlight imported from the previous battle, becomes a jade wheel hanging in the sky.

The jade wheel rose into the air, quiet and lonely, indifferent and pitying, and the same glory as Haoyang.

It's the moon.

Thirteen Lang turned around with difficulty and turned his back to the sky towards the moon, and his heart became empty again as he had just been, with no place to stay.

Chubby is dead, Brother Gray is dead, the queen ant is banned, the result is unknown, the spirit is still dancing with his head in his hands, and the result of the plastic has not yet been revealed.

Ding Dong died, Leng Yu died, and before he had time to seal his memory, the plan to create immortality was declared empty.

In order to subdue the soul of the realm and complete the promise to the mad spirit, after entering the realm, there is such a big mess The good news is that the mad spirit has actually entered the realm, but it is different from what it thinks. The stars in the sky are all mad spirits, whether they can reunite the Dharma Body in the future, Thirteen Lang can't control it, and there is no need to care about it.

Then there is the combination of three lives, and the biggest trouble between Ding Dong and Yelian is solved, but since she is one of the three souls, what will happen in the future?

There is also the Night Lotus, who is still in the waves, with a Dao fetus in her belly, her own son, I should say another son.

O fate, how can it be so ridiculous!

There was no one around, and the lonely Thirteen Lang lay on the altar, like a bird flying in an endless void, exhausted. Confused, I couldn't find a point where I could stop.

until

"Daddy?"

"Ahh

The immature voice, the majestic voice, the voice of anger in the confusion, as if the sky thunder struck the top of the head, and Thirteen Lang didn't know where the strength came from. Roll over and jump.

The three-foot boy stood behind him, and the pink carving was more beautiful than the small one, but why that kind of look?

It's really hard to describe, Thirteen Lang saw the lotus fairy in his eyes, saw the world soul, and even saw the shadow of Jingle Dong, but he couldn't find the feeling of his son.

The boy is simple, because his eyes are clear, and he knows better than anyone else. At the same time he is complicated. Such clear eyes can't see the bottom, buried in the endless depth, no one wants to see its true face.

The boy is weak, Thirteen Lang is weak but his vision is still there, and when he first sees the boy, he is clearly an ordinary three-year-old child. But he is very strong, and he has only worked hard for such a while, and he has grown from an ordinary young son to a teenager who is not tall. It's power.

This is not a practice, it is faster than inhaling growth, and it is even more outrageous. Thirteen Lang couldn't see that he had a spiritual root, so he grew crazy for no reason.

In addition to these, Thirteen Lang also saw that when the boy looked at him, there was nostalgia and loneliness on his face. There is sadness, there is anger, and more contempt and disappointment.

It is worth mentioning that it is not because of the great ability and wisdom of the thirteen langs, but because the boy naturally expresses them and hopes that the thirteen langs will understand his feelings. It seems that as long as he wants. You can write your mood on your face in words and read it.

Or, his feelings are the feelings of others, and he can transmit his feelings to his heart.

Dao fetus, no matter what the realm soul is, magic is inevitable, but I don't know why, Thirteen Lang always feels that this is not a good thing, it will bring a lot of trouble.

Nostalgia is a matter of course, sadness and loneliness are understandable, anger can be more or less figured out, contempt and disappointment are why?

Could it be that in his heart, I can't make it embarrassing to be a father!

"How can a father have a plan with his son, it's not right to think like this!"

Warning himself in his heart, Thirteen Lang felt ashamed of his narrow mind and was speechless for a while.

The two of them stood facing each other, one was demented and didn't know what to do, and the other was chaotic as if he had just woken up from a dream, and the boy looked at Thirteen Lang with the kind of "if he wasn't his own child, he couldn't help but smoke him", as if he was examining a piece of goods.

"That's how it feels. Finally finding the right description, Thirteen Lang sighed in his heart, ready to break the silence.

It happened that the boy raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "You are my father, how can you be so ugly." ”

The words that came to his mouth were blocked and smashed back, and Thirteen Lang almost swallowed his tongue and was dumbfounded.

Objectively speaking, the boy's words are not wrong at all, the current Thirteen Lang is indeed very ugly, very ugly, ugly, ugly and ugly, so ugly that it can't be uglier. During the battle, the bones were broken and the skin was cracked, and there were few good places on the whole body, especially the face, which had been slapped so loudly before, and then swelled with vigorous internal breath, and bones could still be seen in many places.

Ugly is ugly, for the first time in his life, he was said to be ugly, whether he can accept it or not is one thing, the key is which person is the one who speaks.

After the embarrassment, Shisanlang was unhappy in his heart, and he was going to use a way to teach his son to come to the outside world.

Fortunately, things were about to turn around, and the boy raised his hand, pointed at Shisanlang and said, "Dad, sit down." ”

Full of tenderness, he instantly overwhelmed the previous mustard, and Thirteen Lang hurriedly said: "Dad is not tired. ”

The boy frowned and said, "Sit down." ”

Thirteen Lang paused, thinking that this kid was not good at expressing emotions, so he didn't say anything, and sat down according to his words.

The boy looked at him and said, "Lie down." ”

Shisanlang couldn't help it and asked, "Why?"

The boy said lightly: "You are taller than me, and it is uncomfortable to look at." ”

Shisanlang said in a deep voice: "I am your father. ”

The boy looked calm and said, "So what?"

(To be continued......)