The life of the spirit was very monotonous, except for cultivation and cultivation, and that day he was relaxed after hearing that he was going to take him back to his residence, and he fell asleep. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When I woke up again, I was already lying in bed, and the sun was beginning to set, and it seemed that I should have slept for several hours.

When he woke up this time, he was still awakened by hunger, and his stomach was empty, making him feel that he could swallow even an elephant in front of him at this time.

"You're finally awake. At that moment, a face came closer.

Qinglian wanted to roll his eyes, but in the end, he found that he didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes at this time.

Don't you know that I've been hungry for a day? Is it like starving me to death, Qinglian's heart rises with infinite resentment.

"Well, are you hungry, the ancestor said that if you are hungry, let me give you a little bit of this thing to drink, this is the spiritual milk of heaven and earth, so nostalgic taste......"

Qinglian was surprised by the spirit of the spirit's understanding, but looking at him talking, she really wanted to bet on it with stinky socks.

After a while, the wrath may have finished speaking, before turning around, and when it appeared in front of him again, he was holding a jade cup of turquoise in his hand, and his face was reluctant.

I grew up eating this when I was a child, but unfortunately I asked my ancestors for a long time, and they didn't give it to me. ”

The moment the jade cup appeared, Qinglian's eyes lit up, staring closely at the hand of the spirit, and a trace of fragrant fragrance flowed into his heart and spleen, giving him a feeling of fulfillment.

"What are you staring at my hand for? As he spoke, the hand holding the jade cup shook in front of Qinglian's eyes, and sure enough, Qinglian's gaze also moved with his hand.

"Strange, why is he always staring at my hand, is there something in my hand?" he said, examining it carefully.

Qinglian was about to go crazy, oh my God, who the hell was this? He found that the head of the ghost spirit was not a tendon, but a tendon at all.

"There's nothing wrong with my hands?" he looked at Qinglian suspiciously, wondering, "Is it hungry?" ”

He held the jade cup above Qinglian's head, wanting to see Qinglian's reaction. Fiercely, Qinglian didn't know where the strength came from and directly snatched the jade cup, only to see that the cup full of milky white liquid inside exuded a fresh breath.

He didn't care about it, he fell directly into his mouth, the ghost was stunned, looked at the empty hand, and then looked at Qinglian, half a sound, and then said:

"The ancestor has explained, this heaven and earth spiritual milk is the essence of heaven and earth condensation, you can only drink one drop at a time, and if you have too much, you will explode and die, why are you so anxious? What can I do? What can I do?"

"Ding-"

This is the jade cup falling from Qinglian's hand to the ground, he stared blankly at the innocent and anxious spirit at this time, and a strong thought was born in his heart, the idea of beating him up.

You can only drink one drop, why didn't you say it earlier, this time it was really played to death by you.

In the next moment, his face turned flushed, and his body was filled with an explosive force, no, it was really as if his body was about to explode.

Qinglian felt that she was really going to die this time, and there seemed to be a sound of meridian tearing coming out of her body, and her whole body was congested.

"By the way, I'll go find the Ancestor right away. This was the last voice Qinglian heard before she was confused.

This time, it is indeed the biggest crisis that Qinglian has encountered since her rebirth, if it weren't for Wan Chunqiu, a non-human who is so strong as to be perverted, that he would have been explained here on the first day he crossed over.

It wasn't until three days later that Qinglian woke up again, and as soon as he woke up, he found that he had undergone earth-shaking changes, the most obvious being that his height had at least doubled, according to this height, he didn't want to be a newborn baby at all, but a one-year-old baby.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the spirit was looking at him with a concerned face, and the nervous expression on his face was not fake at all, which made the resentment in Qinglian's heart dissipate a lot.

"This, that, Qing, son of the demon god, I didn't mean to, I, I ......"

Seeing him open his eyes, the spirit hurriedly explained that in the past two days, he had been scolded by the ancestor for a bloody dog, but looking at Qinglian's pure eyes, he scratched his head vigorously for a long time, and he didn't say why.

"It's okay, I don't blame you. Qinglian was amused in his heart, but when he opened his mouth, he was also stunned, can I speak?

"You, you can speak. Obviously, the wraith was even more shocked than he was.

"However, the old ancestor just said that I can only speak when I am ten years old, how is this possible?"

Qinglian, who was still proud, almost spurted blood after hearing this sentence.

After trying, Qinglian found that she could sit up slowly on her own, and it was not a problem to stand up, it seemed that she could continue to talk and walk.

He was amazed to find that his body had grown a lot, and it was no longer as weak as it had been at the beginning.

Don't......

"How many days have I been asleep?" he looked up at the wraith.

"Three, three days. ”

"Three days, this shouldn't be!" his smooth forehead slowly wrinkled, this was unreasonable, too unreasonable.

In the end, Qinglian, who couldn't figure out all this, blamed all this on the Heavenly Earth Spirit Milk, and at the same time, he was even more surprised by this world, in the world of his previous life, these things could not happen at all.

However, these are all good and harmless to him, and the memory of the eighteen-year-old, against the body of a baby, is how awkward and awkward it is.

"Son of the Demon God, do you feel, feel any discomfort in your body?"

Qinglian frowned, he didn't like the words "son of the demon god" very much, but after thinking about it, he was relieved, if he didn't have this identity, he would still be able to live if he fell into the monster pile?

"I'm fine. After a while, he replied that, indeed, at this time, he felt better than ever.

"Great. The excited voice of the spirit came from the face, and it seemed to be even happier than himself, which moved Qinglian's heart, of course, if it wasn't for that last sentence.

"Great, just before the old ancestor left, he said that if something happens to you, son of the demon god, you will beat me, my mother doesn't even know me. ”

"Could it be that all the monsters are so upright, or are they all so idiots?" Qinglian was powerless to complain in her heart.

"Who's your mother?"

"I don't know about that. ”

Qinglian wanted to laugh at him, but she didn't expect to usher in such an answer, I don't know who my mother is, do you think you are me!

"Our grass and tree elves, although most of them are born to offspring by their parents, but some of them are created between heaven and earth, and I belong to this category. ”

"It turns out that there are really no parents. Qinglian asked, and finally came up with such an answer that made him in a daze.

"What about me?" Suddenly, Qinglian looked at the ghost with hope, he remembered that the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was him, so was it possible for him to know his parents.

I don't know why, after experiencing a death, he missed his parents very much, no other thoughts, just missing, longing for his parents to protect him, this is probably human instinct!

"What are you?" Sure enough, the answer was a blank look on the face of the wraith.

"My parents!" Qinglian said loudly, jumping the spirits.

"The Ancestor Says ......"

"Stop, I don't want to listen to this, you just say, how did I appear, where did I get born?"

"You seem to be, probably, probably conceived from a lotus!" looked at Qinglian, who was full of "anger", and said uncertainly.

"Lotus incarnation, where am I like a lotus? Do you think I'm Nezha?"

"Who is Nezha?"

"Bang-"

Qinglian couldn't lie down, but he was basically sure that the spirit was not lying, and even if he was lying, he didn't think that the spirit would lie.

"Hey, you haven't said who Nezha is?" a chattering voice came from the side.

"I'm going to make a substitution. Qinglian protested.

"What did you say?"

"I said I was going to change people, someone else to take care of me. ”

"Why?"

"Because you're too noisy. ”

This is the first time Qinglian has faced such a situation, he never thought that a person could say so much, you know, in the Taoist temple where he was in his previous life, it was common not to speak for three days, and today it was only a while, he said more than in his previous life, and there was really no way to be tortured.

"This can't work, the ancestor said, leave you to me to take care of, how can you ......"

"Don't worry, I will personally tell your ancestor about this matter, and he will definitely agree. ”

"The old ancestor will not agree. ”

This time, the spirit replied very firmly, which made Qinglian stunned and asked:

"Why?"

"Because there are only you, me, and the Ancestor here, and the Ancestor has already retreated. ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier. At this moment, Qinglian's heart can be described as extremely depressed.

"You didn't ask me. ”

Qinglian obediently closed her mouth, he was afraid that if he continued to talk to him, he would drive himself crazy.

"Hey, why don't you speak?" asked the wraith.

"I want to be quiet. ”

"Who is Jingjing?"

"I want to sleep. After saying that, Qinglian closed her eyes and no longer gave him a chance to speak.

"The son of the demon god is so lazy, I've been asleep for three days, I just woke up and have to sleep again, the old ancestor still said that I was lazy, now it depends on what the old ancestor says. I don't know what comes to mind, but a smile appears on my face.

If Qinglian hears this, if she is not angry, she will be half angry, I am obviously annoyed by you, besides, what can you do if the baby does not sleep.

Qinglian did fall asleep, his thinking seemed to be unable to withstand the uninterrupted operation of today's thinking, especially after being "tortured" by the ghost for half a day, if he didn't faint on the spot, it was already extremely strong.

In front of the bed, only the ghost was left scratching his head with his hand, puzzled: "Do I talk too much? No, when I was with my ancestors, my ancestors told me not to speak." ”

"Forget it, I'd better go and cultivate!"