"Why are you here? If you don't stay at home with your mother, is this also a place for you to play around?" Xuan Shitian frowned dissatisfiedly, and looked at the little Bao in front of him, Xiao Bao has grown up, even if he hasn't grown up, he is still a big ghost.

He already has the consciousness of being alone, and since he was a child, this little Bao has been amazingly powerful, in the end, behind the door, seeing these broken corpses and everything in front of him, so that Xiao Bao's heart has been caught, how much he wants to help his father.

"Go back, it's not something you can do as a child. ”

"However, I want to share the responsibility with my father, otherwise my father will be very tired. ”

"You don't have enough energy. ”

"No, I can, I really can, what Daddy does in the future just need to take me, if Xiao Bao is really useless, Daddy can do whatever he wants, if Little Ah Bao can really help you, your queen wants Xiao Ah Bao to immediately join the battle group of the Demon Suppression Clan, what do you say?"

He already knows how to be reasonable at a young age, and if he doesn't agree to it for ten days, he may discourage Xiao Abao's enthusiasm in the future, if he agrees, this child is his own flesh and blood with Princess Gaoyang after all, although this child is full of guts, and even said that this child is so powerful, but after all, you can't bring this child because of this.

After all, the future is long and life and death are uncertain, and this only relic cannot lose its protection.

"Just promise me, okay, okay?" Seeing his father's hesitant appearance, Xiao Abao immediately stepped forward and had already taken Xuan Shitian's hand.

Seeing Xiao Abao like this, Xuan Shitian could only tilt his head thoughtfully, "Who will you listen to when you encounter danger in the future?"

"Listen to the patriarch. He said with a lot of breath, seeing that there was hope, Xiao Bao's face was also flushed, and even his breathing became short. "Well, I invite you to join our Haw Par Battalion, this is a Tianzi combat group, now that you have got your wish, you must be very happy?"

"No, Daddy, my son is the opposite, because seeing Daddy busy recently, my son's heart seems to be boiling oil, and that feeling is really uncomfortable. ”

"When do you learn these oily and smooth things, you must have learned them from your mother, okay, Bao, be happy, follow Daddy, Daddy will command you, if your queen wants to quit, the person who loses me might as well not participate now, you think about it yourself, there is no 'child's talk here' in me." ”

"Yes, yes, Dad, you have already been mother-in-law and mother-in-law, since I have already agreed, I naturally have a beginning and an end, but Daddy, you see, why these people choose to commit suicide here, at least explain a reason. ”

"What?"

"It's a lot of yin here. "Xiao Ah Bao is serious, Xuan Shitian also feels cold on his back, looking at this child, take care of him, let Xiao Ah Bao Tong Yan Wuji for a while, "Tell me, what did you find?" Everyone also looked at Xiao Ah Bao.

Little Po Ke wouldn't be smart enough to tell anyone about his inferences, but he lowered his voice, approached Xuan Shitian's ear, and said: "These people are, obviously, they have ingested the spirits, and these spirits naturally have to leave here early, so, my son thought, this underground, will it be the entrance to the ghost clan?"

"You mean, the gates of hell could be here?"

"It's me talking nonsense, but if that's not the case, they must have a purpose for killing people here, even I saw those corpses, my son analyzed, these corpses not only let people take away the spirits, but also blood and the like. ”

"Well, you don't have to say it, we're really thinking of it together. ”

Today, Wen Feiyu is not in the shop, he is drinking, after I left, the demon clan began to gradually calm down, there was no gossip, and even the things that should have seemed to be gradually gone, the busy demon clan before now seems to have completely fallen silent.

A few people often come and go to serve wine to Wen Feiyu, Wen Feiyu is massive, there are already many jars beside him, and without exception, every jar is empty, but the wine has been drunk a lot, but the person is not drunk immediately, on the contrary, it seems that he is gradually becoming more sober.

Last night, he dreamed of me, today, it is the seventh day of July, in the community, it is the festival of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and it is also a very happy festival. Now such a festival should be celebrated by the whole country, but everyone is happy, but Wen Feiyu alone can't be happy no matter what.

"King, you can't drink any more. A girl said as she sat next to Wen Feiyu and held Wen Feiyu's wine glass.

"Today is the Tanabata Festival. ”

"Yes, you are in a bad mood because you see things and think about people, and the slave and maid have people come and play for you, and sweep away this dull atmosphere, what do you think?" she said, waving her hand, and several girls who were singing and dancing had already come from behind the curtain.

Some women were holding the gonghou, some were striking the chime, and some were holding the jade flute, and after a while, the music was already up, and he couldn't help but feel that his mood was even worse than just now.

"Little sister, I haven't been back for a long time, right?" he said as he looked at the girl next to him, the girl was stunned, and she didn't know why Wen Feiyu would ask Princess Wen Yinhuan, but she immediately nodded-"Yes." ”

"She'll be back today, tidy up her house, and wait for her to come back. ”

"It's already sorted out, you take care of yourself. ”

"I understand. ”

The music has ended, but it can be seen that Wen Feiyu's mood is still not very good, several girls can only leave separately, and it has become a lot of cold here, even the girl who accompanied her felt that she appeared very abruptly, as if the loneliness here only belonged to Wen Feiyu alone.

Or in other words, the loneliness here is diffused from Wen Feiyu's body, people are puzzled, you look at me, I look at you.

"Brother, I'm back. With a whistle, the energetic princess Wen Yin Huan had returned, and seeing her brother sullen, she naturally knew what the reason was, but she didn't say it immediately.

"The newlywed Yan'er is not a good son-in-law who accompanies you, come back to see me, a lonely man?" he said, as he spoke, he already held the wine bottle next to him, and Princess Wen Yinhuan was such a person who could read words and feelings, and he could already see that he had drunk a lot.

And he was never allowed to drink again.

"You're not allowed to drink, I'm here to accompany you. Wen Yin said as she spoke, and she had already taken the wine bottle in his hand first, and the wine bottle was grasped, and the wine bottle fell from Princess Wen Yinhuan's hand and fell to the floor.

"Sorry, but you don't look like you can drink anymore. ”

"I look confused, right?" Wen Feiyu said, as she spoke, she stood up, what is commendable is that she has drunk so much, Wen Feiyu is not drunk, she can still pace, she sighed, and then stood up.

"Sister-in-law left for her own reasons, now we can't even find where the gate of hell is, let alone the rest of the conspiracy of the ghost king's underworld, if my sister-in-law knows that after she leaves, you will be so confused, then, will you feel that your sacrifice is not worth it?"

"It turns out that you already knew that she was leaving, and you all know it, but I am the only one in the dark. ”

"She said it, but I didn't expect her to leave in such a hurry, in fact, this is also an opportunity, what kind of person is the ghost king's hell punishment? He is so smart, he will naturally let go of any opportunity, these opportunities have been clearly placed in front of you, I say this, you should understand-"

"Her departure is to steal most of the information, now our opponent is the ghost clan, if the ghost clan is eliminated, it is enough to make the world peaceful, she doesn't let the eyebrows be shaved, even I admire it, but you are now making a mess." ”

"I'm worried about her. ”

"Her luck has always been very good, besides, she is an absolutely smart woman, an absolutely smart woman, no matter what, she will not encounter danger, you are just worried, now there is something that needs to be told to you immediately, in Dijing, inexplicably many people died, said to be suicide, but it seems that the shape of death loves you and knows how sad it is. ”

"Are you already suspicious?" Wen Feiyu finally looked back, and in the dark pupils of his eyes, he finally had a sense of color, and when he saw his topic, he immediately attracted Wen Feiyu's attention, and Princess Wen Yin calmed down for a moment, and her eyes became a lot clearer.

"When he left before, he was a disembodied person, but now it seems that he has gradually cultivated himself on the left side of the door, which is also incredible. Wen Yin said as she analyzed.

"It's unbelievable, it's creepy, how many people have you killed?" He became serious, and when she saw her brother become so high-spirited, she was a lot happier, and her beautiful eyes flickered, and her curled and black eyelashes flickered.

blinked mischievously, and then said: "How good you are like this, it is better than the frequent illness and wine before the flowers." "Princess Wen Yin has been living with Xuan for ten days, and she has gradually developed a carefree, delicate attitude of a little daughter in the world.

Seeing the inadvertent form of Princess Wen Yinhuan, her heart also beat, it turns out that love is such an influential thing.

Wasn't the previous Princess Wenyin around a life of no day, just when he thought that Princess Wen Yin was going to be a green lantern ancient Buddha, Princess Wen Yin was laughing happily, giving people an exceptional beautiful life experience, it seems, as long as you go out, it will always be good.

He's been cocooned for too long.

"It has been determined, more than 300 people have been killed, and we don't know what the ghost king is going to do. She said, sighing as she spoke.

"It's really a loss of conscience-" He couldn't help but snort coldly from his nose, and said: "I used to read the classics left by my father, and I said, ......" He looked at his little sister, and there was a sentence that was like a fish in his throat, not vomiting or unhappy, but that kind of words, should it be said or not?

"If it's inconvenient, don't say it, the secret that Daddy left you, you really don't have to tell me, I can't be happy when I see my brother getting better, anyway, you are fine, you have to participate in the relationship between us, don't be presumptuous, if there is nothing to do, I will go." ”

"Little sister—" he exclaimed.