Chapter Eighty-Eight: If I Really Become a Bald Donkey, I'd Rather Die!

Lin Xiaoyao suddenly had a sudden realization, and the appearance of thinking of the clever plan made Jin Yunrou look surprised.

"Good son, have you thought of any good idea?" Jin Yunrou couldn't wait to ask.

And Lin Qingcang was a little flustered.

And when Lin Qingcang noticed that his good son's gaze had been staying on one of his hair, Lin Qingcang also thought of something instantly, and then his face became even paler and hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, no, what do you want to do with this stinky boy!"

"Why do you keep staring at your son's hair? You don't want to poison your hair or mine! ”

"No, no, no! If you want me to become bald, then your father and I might as well die! ”

Lin Qingcang's mood fluctuations were more intense, and Jin Yunrou listened to Lin Qingcang's words and her eyes lit up instantly!

"yes, I didn't think of that! This hair is useless! Although these hairs can make your dad look elegant and chic, they are insignificant compared to other body parts. ”

Lin Xiaoyao also nodded in agreement.

"Dad, in order to clear the Netherworld Cold Poison from your body, and to prevent you from missing arms and legs, I can only grieve your hair. We are all adults, and we must know how to give to get, don't you say? Father? ”

And Lin Qingcang still shook his head violently with a pale face.

"Yes, what, yes? You want to touch my hair, I won't allow it! ”

"If you really want to become a bald donkey, your father and I might as well die with those bastards in three days with long flowing hair. That's at least a dashing death......" Lin Qingcang said heartbroken.

And Jin Yunrou took out the aura of the hostess.

"Lin Qingcang, don't be ignorant! Have you forgotten who has the final say in our family? Even the vote is two to one! I advise you to behave yourself and accept this reality as soon as possible. Jin Yunrou squinted her eyes and threatened.

And Lin Xiaoyao also nodded frantically on the side with a smile on his face.

At this time, Lin Qingcang collapsed on the bed without love, tilting his head and staring blankly.

"Iniquity, iniquity! Ye Shenxiao! You take my hair from the enemy, not to share the sky! New hatred, old hatred! I'm going to crush you to ashes! Then Lin Qingcang cursed fiercely.

Lin Xiaoyao listened to his father's words, and he was also stunned in his heart, good guy, his father directly imposed the hatred of losing his hair on Ye Shenxiao's head.

But this also makes sense, after all, it is the current Canglan Emperor Ye Shenxiao who makes his father deeply heavy on the Netherworld Cold Poison, and now in order to expel the Netherworld Cold Poison in his body, his father must lose his beloved hair, and in the final analysis, the culprit is Ye Shenxiao.

Just as Lin Xiaoyao looked helplessly at his father scolding Ye Shenxiao, Lin Qingcang suddenly held Lin Xiaoyao's hand excitedly.

"Good son, if you don't take revenge, I won't be blind!"

"This revenge must be avenged by our family!"

"If I give birth to your father like this, I can't slash the leaf god owl, and you kid must also inherit your father's will!"

"You must promise Dad one thing! That is, before you chop off the head of the Ye Shen Xiao dog, you must pluck out all the hair on the head of the Ye Shen Xiao for your father and me! ”

Lin Xiaoyao listened to his father's words, and secretly sighed in his heart, how much hatred and hatred this is!

It seems that the status of this hair in my father's heart is still very important!

Lin Xiaoyao naturally didn't dare to come nonsense at this time, so he tried his best to hold back his laughter, and then nodded seriously.

"Dad, I promise you. Before I kill Ye Shenxiao, I will definitely pluck all the hairs on Ye Shenxiao's head, one by one! ”

After listening to his good son's assurance, Lin Qingcang's heart seemed to be relieved.

Then Lin Qingcang seemed to have made up his mind to lie flat on the bed, looking like he was being slaughtered, Lin Qingcang closed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Let's do it! Whether your father and I are dead today or mentally dead is up to you! ”

Looking at his father's appearance, Lin Xiaoyao was also happy.

For Lin Qingcang, death is to die completely with his hair.

And the so-called heart death, that is, Lin Xiaoyao successfully expelled the netherworld cold poison in Lin Qingcang's body, but the price was that Lin Qingcang would lose his beloved long hair. In that case, even if Lin Qingcang's body will be reborn, Lin Qingcang's heart will die...

"Dad, then I'm ready to start." Lin Xiaoyao eased down and said seriously.

Then Lin Xiaoyao looked at Jin Yunrou who looked worried on the side.

And Jin Yunrou's face was not only worried, but also a touch of expectation. Jin Yunrou didn't say much, but just gave Lin Xiaoyao a firm look.

Lin Xiaoyao also nodded, and then his mind moved, and the golden flame rose in Lin Xiaoyao's palm in an instant.

At this time, it was completely dark, and the lights in the house were not bright.

And when the golden crow flame in Lin Xiaoyao's palm burned, the entire room instantly brightened.

Lin Xiaoyao closed his eyes and was engrossed in controlling the Golden Crow Flame beating in his hand.

The round golden beating golden crow flame, under the control of Lin Xiaoyao's divine soul power, began to gradually lengthen, and soon this ball of golden crow words was condensed by Lin Xiaoyao into an extremely long flame line.

Then Lin Xiaoyao used the power of his divine soul to enter Lin Qingcang's legs, and then controlled the flame silk condensed by the Golden Crow Flame to drill into Lin Qingcang's legs, and began to cut and separate the part of the Netherworld Cold Poison attached to the meridians and muscles.

Lin Qingcang, who had his eyes closed, didn't feel any discomfort, just that his legs were warm, accompanied by some slight pain.

And Jin Yunrou also stood aside, quietly holding Lin Qingcang's hand tightly, Jin Yunrou didn't dare to make a sound to disturb at all, and even her breathing became very gentle, for fear that the slightest movement would affect Lin Xiaoyao's operation.

Lin Xiaoyao's divine soul power had been improved by a large level with the help of the Ten Thousand Steps Ascending Divine Platform, and thanks to the help of his relatively powerful divine soul, Lin Xiaoyao at this time could clearly sense the incomparably subtle connection between the Netherworld Cold Poison and his father's meridians.

This is an incomparably delicate job, and if you cut it less, there will be a residue of Netherworld Cold Poison, which cannot be cured. And cutting more points will hurt your father's meridians, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Therefore, it must not be the slightest bit worse, and Lin Xiaoyao, with the help of his powerful divine soul power and the flame of the Golden Crow, made this incomparably delicate cutting possible.

Lin Xiaoyao frowned slightly, the Xuan Qi in his body was consumed very quickly, and the power of the divine soul was also very depleted, and soon sweat oozed from Lin Xiaoyao's forehead, but even so, Lin Xiaoyao did not dare to have the slightest hand tremor.

Seeing her son so tired, Jin Yunrou's face flashed with distress, she wanted to take out a handkerchief to help her good son wipe his sweat, but she was afraid of disturbing him, so she had no choice but to give up.

Finally after a cup of tea, Lin Xiaoyao opened his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a slight smile:

"Daddy, we have finally taken the first step! Since there are fewer meridians in the legs, the number of Nether Cold Poison is also smaller, and the danger is also low, so it is relatively easy to cut and separate. Daddy, we're off to a good start! ”

When Lin Xiaoyao said this, he picked up the flame dragon pith placed on Lin Qingcang's chest, put it on Lin Qingcang's legs, and began to drive away the severed Netherworld Cold Poison that remained on the meridians of his legs.

Listening to Lin Xiaoyao's words, a look of surprise and excitement suddenly appeared on Jin Yunrou's face.

Lin Qingcang also opened his eyes.

"Xiaoyao, are you telling the truth?" Jin Yunrou hurriedly asked.

Lin Xiaoyao nodded and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Mother, now the Netherworld Cold Poison attached to the meridians of my father's legs has been stripped out by me, and now we only need to use the Flame Dragon Marrow to drive these Netherworld Cold Poison to other places, and we can be considered to have successfully taken the first step."

At this time, Lin Qingcang, who was lying on the bed, was also feeling the feeling in his legs.

Soon Lin Qingcang said with some surprise:

"It worked! My legs really don't seem to be so cold, they're getting warmer. But it seems like my body is getting colder and colder..."

Lin Xiaoyao also nodded and said:

"Dad, this is all normal, it's all the Netherworld Cold Poison in your legs that has been transferred to other places."

"Keep up the good work, Dad, just watch, the Netherworld Cold Poison that has been with you for many years today will say goodbye to you completely!"