The breeze is blowing, shallow and cool.

Except for a few handmaidens passing by and bowing to Leng Xiao, there was no one else. A touch of tranquility came to his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly, if he could live a leisurely life in such a beautiful place, how would he be happy?

Thinking of Shi Yao's worries in his heart, he had to guard against both the human race and the ambitious people of the demon race, it can be said that everyone has their own worries and lives separately, and who can determine whether it is good or bad.

He walked all the way through the pavilions, all the way through the mountains and rocks and water bridges, all the way through the roses and willows, the fragrance of flowers in the wind was overflowing, and the birds chirped in the sky, which was a good paradise.

Before that, the world didn't care for the time being, he only thought that only Lingque Valley in the Southern Regions had such a beautiful scene outside the world, and only when the demon clan was full of people who drank blood, like ghosts, like teachers, like Fu Bian, turned into the body, and looked like they wanted to choose people and devour.

I didn't expect it when I saw it, this Demon King Hall was not a hellish murderous scene, but such a pleasant realm.

As soon as he thought of this, Leng Xiao couldn't help but think of his night dream again, although his body was bluffing, he was a kind-hearted girl. It is also like the love of night buckwheat and iron separation, and it is also like the love of longevity and night dreams.

He shook his head slightly, and couldn't help laughing, thinking about it, among the demon clans he knew, the good ones were all snake demons.

This blue sky, whether it is above the Blue Scar Sect or above this demon domain, whether it is above the Spirit Bird Valley or the place where there is no habitat, it is just the same sky.

Not to mention inside and outside the world, in this world, where does the "outside" person come from? No matter where you are, you are just in this vast world.

The sea of bitterness was heard.

Leng Xiao walked aimlessly, and before he knew it, he didn't know where he was. This Demon King Palace, although it is called a hall, is actually larger than a sect.

The golden sun in the sky was already climbing a touch of red, revealing a touch of exhaustion, and gradually slanted westward.

Just as he wanted to return, his gaze suddenly paused, and he gently stretched out his palm, and a fingertip-sized garment floated in his palm.

Leng Xiao couldn't help but lose his mind a little, and the already calm state of mind rippled again, isn't it, because of this?

His expression was slightly dazed, and he remembered the entrance that he found in the Taxian Bridge, the entrance that followed his footsteps all the way.

For some reason, he actually had an impulse at the moment, wanting to rush back to the top of the Green Scar Sect's medicine mountain, but he held the garment in his arms, lay down in the field, and lay down all day.

He doesn't think about anything, but everything is just thinking.

Suddenly, it was as if the wind had risen.

His hair fell gently to his ears, and there was no movement, but the garment suddenly flew up, and flew up and down in one direction.

A strange thought suddenly rose in Leng Xiao's heart: "You little guy, did you come here to lure Leng to where to go?"

He lifted his feet and followed. Along the way, he seemed to have lost everything else in his eyes, and this was the only one that entered the coat.

For some reason, looking at this snow white made him feel so reassured.

Walking through the green mountains, waterfalls, walking through purple bamboo, green pine, I don't know when I have stepped on a bluestone road, the shape of the stone slab is not regular, the surface is not smooth, crawling full of traces of time, and the corners are clinging to the moss that is stored inch by inch.

But the center of the stone slab was extremely clean, as if people were walking on it from time to time.

Looking up, the bluestone road is endless, as if it has returned to the place where there is no habitat, no matter how you walk, there is no end to this road.

A strange feeling rose in Leng Xiao's heart, whether he should stay at this moment, maybe what he was looking for was always at that starting point.

But his footsteps did not pause at all, and his eyes were not moved by the purple bamboo and green bamboo on his side, and he only followed the one that entered.

Perhaps, he wanted to call it "flower", wanted to call it, flower.

It was originally slow and leisurely, but in this instant, it seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and it disappeared in an instant, completely disappearing from the cold sight.

Leng Xiao's expression froze, his footsteps paused, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that he was already standing on the last stone slab at this moment.

It turns out that it has an end.

Looking up again, there is a mountain wall in front of you, looking at it from afar, there seems to be a gap in the middle, gathering the sky in a line.

Leng Xiao stepped forward a few steps, the gap that was the size of a line continued to expand in front of him, and when he got closer, he suddenly realized that this seemingly small gap was enough for three or five people to pass side by side without being crowded.

This small mouth in the mountains, as he gradually deepened, was already extremely open, and there was no way to talk about people between the two walls, even if it was a galloping horse.

After more than a moment of moving forward, it suddenly became clear in front of me that within this valley, there was a white and vast land. Seeing him coming, as if welcoming guests, the vast sea-like robe all rose one after another, rising and falling.

Leng Xiao fixed his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, at this moment, his heart was calm, he slowly stepped forward, opened his arms, and fell face down on top of the robe.

The man who entered in front of him immediately scattered and danced, as if he had fled, leaving only the rhizome buried deep in the earth, which was bent by him.

The pieces flowed around his neck and ears, as if expressing his dissatisfaction, which made him itch for a while.

The indifference and coldness on Leng Xiao's face melted like frost and snow, perhaps, he had not been so comfortable for a long time. Comfortable, a lifetime, what is the freedom of the people?

He was like a child, rolling in the ocean, unwilling to get up. Come to think of it, the demon king must not be a trivial matter.

I don't know how long, he suddenly stopped his movements, looked up at the sky, but his eyes were hazy everywhere, and all eyes were focused on the near.

The boy was only a baby, with big eyes, as if he could speak, and when he first saw him, instead of being afraid, he suddenly laughed, and seemed extremely happy.

Leng Xiao sat up, she simply lay on Leng Xiao's lap, her hands and feet were in the air, making a swimming shape, and laughing twice from time to time.

Looking at this child, Leng Xiao couldn't help but be a little cautious, afraid that the skin that could be broken by the blow would cause some damage.

The child was dressed in a snow-white belly pocket, which seemed to be integrated with the wild man.

Seeing Leng Xiao looking at her so carefully, she also stopped laughing and looked up at Leng Xiao, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised, as if she was always smiling.

is different from Jiao Fei's smile, so real, so natural, people unconsciously admire.

It is not denied that Leng Xiao likes such a pair of eyes in his heart, maybe he is now, and he can't show such eyes anymore, clear and bottom-notch.

He took one into his coat with two fingers, put it on the tip of the child's nose and rubbed it gently, the child sneezed, and then gently rubbed the tip of his nose twice, which looked extremely delicate.

Her little eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and her two eyelashes were as long as a fan, blinking slightly, and soon they stretched out again, smiling, wanting to snatch Leng Xiao's hand into it.

Leng Xiao withdrew her hand, she reached forward again, and then an upside-down green onion slipped off Leng Xiao's leg, the sky and the earth were soft, her little feet fluttered twice, and she quickly got up, smiling.

She jumped and stretched out her hand high, wanting to compete for the collar in Leng Xiao's hand, the sky was all white, slowly flying around her body, but she took a fancy to the one in Leng Xiao's hand alone.

Leng Xiao couldn't help laughing, removed the two grains of dirt from her cheeks for her, and handed the coat to her.

As soon as she snatched it, she threw herself into Leng Xiao's arms and smiled happily. She tugged at Leng Xiao's clothes, buried her head in Leng Xiao's arms, and admired the one snatched from Leng Xiao's hands in the narrow gap between the two of them.

It was as white, as ordinary, but it made her happy, she smiled, and she was tireless.

Leng Xiao looked at her for a long time, gently stroking her simple and fluffy black hair.

He asked, "What's your name, little one?"

I don't know if this child can understand his words, I saw her raise her head slightly, a fat little hand tightly grasped the garment, and then it was stuffed in her arms, and then she tilted her head to look at Leng Xiao.

On her little face, the smile dissipated a little, and there was a little curiosity in her eyes, as if she was thinking, what was this uncle talking about?

Leng Xiao couldn't help laughing, scratched her little nose, and said, "My name is ...... Xiao, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

He just opened his mouth, he should have let go of all his guards, but his heart changed, he was no longer so simple, and when he blurted out, he was already subconsciously cautious.

Perhaps, Leng Xiao is no longer so cold, and he has become Xiao. But in fact, Xiao is a colder person than Leng Xiao.

The child's nose was wrinkled, and even his eyes and his whole little face were wrinkled. Who knows, she looked at Leng Xiao and smiled suddenly, revealing her only two teeth.

She moved her small mouth, with a bit of innocence and playfulness, and said, "Xiao ...... Happy!"

Hearing this, Leng Xiao couldn't help but smile more and more brightly, as if he had got some great treasure. He spoke softly, and then asked softly, "And what is your name, little one?"

She held one finger in her mouth, and the other hand was still clutching the collar and refused to let go. As if thinking, a pair of big eyes looked straight at Leng Xiao, and Leng Xiao's gentle smile was reflected in the glass-like eyes.

"Times...... Lingxi!"

Leng Xiao leaned down to look at her, and asked with a smile, "Shi Lingxi, is it your name?"

She nodded timidly.

"Good name. ”

Leng Xiao said this, but saw that the child suddenly blinked his eyes and looked straight at his neck.

Leng Xiao couldn't help but bow his head and took out the half-exposed pendant, the black cord still hanging from his neck.

Her expression suddenly brightened a little, as if it jumped, flickered, flickered with the light above the heart of the mountains and rivers.

"Do you like it?"

She probably understood, but she looked at Leng Xiao timidly, and her fingers bent a little, as if she didn't dare to speak.

For some reason, Leng Xiao's heart suddenly became inexplicably sour, he was clearly smiling, but he seemed to be crying in his heart.

He wanted to laugh like crazy, and he wanted to cry uncontrollably. But from beginning to end, it was just that soft smile.

"Send you. ”

He put the pendant on the child's neck, and the black rope was gathered into a suitable length as if it were spiritual.

She took her finger out of her mouth, and there was still a trace of saliva hanging on her fingertips, and pinched the pendant, and put it in front of her eyes to admire it, with a hint of curiosity, with a hint of joy.