Cao Yue was very excited, as if he was a little stunned.

The little ghost was afraid that Yun Sangyu would be angry because of this, so he took Yun Sangyu's hand again and again:

"Heavenly Master, don't be angry, my father is... It is.... Miss me so much. ”

Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a gaffe.

In the face of the cute and coquettish little ghost, Yun Sangyu is still very useful.

After all, this little ghost is still very cute.

You know, many ghosts are scary when they appear, either missing arms and legs, or missing an eyeball, and they keep bleeding out, or they just carry their own heads in their hands.

Of course, these cases are basically accidental deaths, like some kind of car accident or something.

It's a little ghost, except for a little pale, dark eye circles, and no other symptoms that scare people to death.

I can't help but be a little curious, how did he die?

Yun Sangyu nodded, and agreed.

The little ghost immediately jumped up happily.

At this time, Yun Sangyu stretched out his finger and tapped the man's eyebrows.

In the next second, the man recovered.

The whole person was stunned for a few seconds:

"What's wrong with me?"

Probably, there is a feeling of dreaming.

When he looked at Yun Sangyu, he finally heard what had just happened.

"Miss Yun, me, is it really Yaoyao's voice that I just heard?" Ask.

"Yes, the other person is here, and he was the first to sense you, so we came."

Father and son are connected.

When Cao Yue heard these affirmative words, tears began to flow uncontrollably.

At this moment, the emotions that had been held back for months exploded.

As the pillar of the family, there are old fathers and mothers, and there are wives who are in poor spirits to take care of, even if they are ironclad, they are physically and mentally exhausted after a few months.

However, no matter how much pain, no matter how much complaint, and no matter how much tiredness, from the moment I stepped into the house, I did not dare to show it.

After a few minutes, the man's sobbing gradually subsided.

Yun Sangyu spoke again:

"Mr. Cao, your son is worried about you."

Cao Yue froze, and hurriedly reached out to wipe the tears on his face a few times.

"Miss Yun, you tell Yao Yao, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

As he spoke, his eyes became sour again.

However, he tried his best not to let the tears fall.

This scene is very sad.

"Mr. Cao, there is one more minute, during which you can talk to your son."

After a minute, the Dao technique will be ineffective.

If you want to do it again, it will be at least three days later.

Don't look at it as a small conversation for a few minutes, but it requires a lot of cultivation.

Cao Yue was shocked, and of course he understood the meaning of these words.

Stretched out his hand again and wiped his face, and straightened his body again:

"Yaoyao, are you hungry? Is it cold or not? "Asked.

As a parent, there is nothing more worrying than this.

Even if the child has gone to another world, he will still be worried.

The little ghost was lying on his father's back, and as usual, he wanted to kiss his father very affectionately.

It's just that I can't kiss it at all, and I pass through it as soon as I touch it.

As if sensing something, the man immediately reached out and grabbed it.

It's a pity, but nothing was caught.

The little ghost head fell back on his father in frustration:

"Dad, Yaoyao is not hungry or cold.

It's been comfortable to be by the side of the Heavenly Master these days. ”

It was much more comfortable than in the wilderness before, and it was hungry and cold at that time.

Celestial Master?

Cao Yue finally understood that the woman in front of him was actually from the Xuanmen.