The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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"Yanyan, how does the soul in the lamp in my hand occupy your body? Either I use spiritual power to forcibly expel the soul in your body, or the soul in your body will be collected by the sky after you die, and the soul in the lamp will return to you by itself. "Xiao Su's face was heavy, "I doubt your lifespan. As for the day you die in the world of cultivating immortals, it is also the day when your life span in this world will be exhausted."

"In this world, there are no monks coveting, you have never had any grudges with others, and there are no demons haunting you. Ordinary evil things will not come to your door. There is only one possibility that something will happen to you, and that is that your father beat you to death with his own hands. "

"Even so, you still insist on staying by his side?"

When Xiao Su asked the last sentence, Zhao Yan was completely stunned.

"I, I will die?" Zhaoyan stammered, he left Xiao Su's embrace, his eyes froze on Yinpodeng and Xiao Su's face.

Feeling the master's gaze, the soul moves up and down inside the lamp as if being summoned, and then clings to the lamp surface, desperately narrowing the distance between Zhaoyan and Zhaoyan.

The little soul it carries follows its actions, exhilarating and joyful together.

Although there is still some distance between the two souls and Zhaoyan, Zhaoyan can clearly feel their emotions, their throbbing, their cold temperature, and their closeness.

Especially that little soul.

It really wanted to get close to Zhaoyan, and even started hitting the lamp regardless of safety.

One after another, the viewers couldn't help but "click" several times in their hearts.

Zhaoyan was taken aback, thinking that he had done something to make the little soul so uneasy, he looked nervously at Xiao Su: "What is it doing... What, what should I do..."

A comforting smile appeared on Xiao Su's lips: "Touch it, it misses you very much."

Upon hearing the guidance, Zhaoyan lowered his eyes to look at his palm, then slowly lifted it up and put it on the lamp surface.

The two souls in the lamp immediately stopped their restlessness.

They obediently stick to Zhaoyan's warm palms through a thin layer of lamp surface, like two little wild animals being licked by their mother when they are licking their fur.

Zhaoyan's tears rolled down his face in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Su stretched out his hand to wipe away Zhao Yan's tears in surprise, "Why are you crying?"

"I don't know." Zhao Yan shook his head, he stared at Xiao Su with moist eyes, "They are close to me, my heart is very warm, it seems to be filled all of a sudden..."

Zhaoyan was a little at a loss, he couldn't express the feeling in his heart, it was so warm that he wanted to cry, and then the tears couldn't be stopped.

Xiao Su smiled: "They are part of your body, they all belong to you."

"You mean, child?" Zhaoyan pointed to the smaller blue light ball, "It's..."

"our children."

Zhao Yan, who thought he had heard it wrong, could no longer ignore Xiao Su's affirmative answer at this moment, and his eyes widened in shock: "What?"

"Come with me." Xiao Su brought back the topic of the conversation, and he took back the soul-inducing lamp, "I will tell you the story of the soul and the child slowly, now leave with me, and your life and your father will be the same in the future." No more trouble."

Zhao Yan lowered his eyes in embarrassment.

"You want to die at his hands?" Xiao Su frowned, "Or you want to chop him up in a fit of anger when I see him being rough on you."

"No, I don't even want to." Zhaoyan shook his head immediately, the corners of his lips trembling with grievance, "I can't make a decision in such a short period of time, can you, give me some time, let me think about it."

Xiao Su sighed helplessly: "Stupid as before, always annoying me for others over and over again."

"I'm sorry...don't be angry..." Zhaoyan blushed anxiously, he apologized, and the tears in his eyes grew more and more, "I don't want to make you angry..."

Even the apology sentence is exactly the same as before.

How could Xiao Su be angry anymore, he roughly ruffled Zhaoyan's soft black hair: "Okay, I'll give you time to think about it."

"……thanks."

"But you have to understand that you are no longer his child." Xiao Su reminded viciously, "Yanyan, if he can sell you to me today, he can sell you to someone else tomorrow. Don't stay here for too long , I can't guarantee that I won't take his life when he spends all the money and turns his back on it."

Zhaoyan nodded with wet eyes, then looked at his father who ran out the door with the money in his arms, completely ignoring his own existence, his expression gradually froze on his face.

I was very restless when I was doing my homework at night.

Zhaoyan raised his eyes to look at the cakes on his table from time to time, his breathing was chaotic.

He and Xiao Su have a child.

He actually conceived a child for God!

What was the relationship between him and Xiao Su in his previous life, and why did the other party seem no longer so far away...

And his father, would he really be beaten to death by his father when he was there?

But if you think about it, it's not impossible.He was beaten by his father several times until he could barely stand up. If the neighbor aunt hadn't heard the news and sent him to the hospital, he might have... died...

Zhaoyan sighed softly.

Seeing that the other party was depressed, Xiao Su walked to Zhaoyan and pulled Zhaoyan up from the chair.

Then he sat on it by himself, holding Zhaoyan on his lap.

"Yanyan, I promised to give you time to think about it, so I won't urge you anymore." Xiao Su put his face on Zhaoyan's back, "You don't have to worry."

"Ok, I know."

Zhaoyan pursed his lips uncomfortably.

In fact, he is still not used to being so close to Xiao Su.

Thinking of the kind of relationship between him and Xiao Su in his previous life, his face instantly turned red like steamed dried shrimps or cooked apples, and the temperature was astonishingly high.

After a long silence, Zhaoyan said tremblingly, "Thank you, for your snack."

"Try it." Xiao Su reached out and took a torn package, with a smile on his lips, "The way you preserve food is also novel."

"Hmm." Zhao Yan responded, "Did you use gold to buy these?"

"No." Xiao Su handed the pastry to Zhao Yan's lips, watching him bite down.

"I planned to use silver, but someone told me that gold and silver can be exchanged for banknotes at pawnshops." Xiao Su continued, "Do as the Romans do, and it is really inconvenient to carry silver here, so I exchanged it."

Zhaoyan said "hmm" again.

He bent down and did his homework seriously.

Every piece of skin that was in contact with Xiao Su felt like it was burning, and he was a little restless.

But after a short period of acceleration, the heart began to slowly become peaceful.

The smell on the other person made him feel at ease, the quiet sandalwood seemed to soak into his bones, his body and mind gradually obeyed under this gentle breath, it was extremely comfortable.

Zhaoyan finally stopped thinking wildly.

He quickly completed the tasks assigned by the school, brushed up his exercise set, recited the knowledge points learned today in a low voice, and put down his pen to breathe a sigh of relief.

Xiao Su, who was leaning behind him, hadn't closed his eyes for several days, and the little lover he had been thinking about finally returned to his side, so his tense nerves were allowed to relax, and he was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes at the moment.

"For you, money, can you change a lot with just reaching out?" Zhaoyan asked curiously, "When I was young, I often wished that I had magic. It would be best if I could change a lot of money, so that I could eat every day. Pick up the meat."

Xiao Su didn't respond.

Zhaoyan waited for a while, but there was still no sound.

He turned around slowly, turned around and saw Xiao Su who closed his eyes, and quickly fell silent.

He slowly took away Xiao Su's arms around his waist, afraid of disturbing the other's dream, he moved very lightly when he got up.

But Xiao Su suddenly opened his eyes.

He hugged Zhaoyan back into his arms, and his voice was full of sleepless fatigue and unexplainable tension and worry: "Yanyan!"

"I'm here." Zhao Yan replied softly, "Do you want to go to bed and sleep? I washed the quilt yesterday and it was clean."

"Are you sleeping?" Xiao Su tightened his arms and hugged him tightly, his rapid heartbeat conveyed all his fear of losing Zhaoyan for the second time without any concealment.

It took a long time to slow down.

"Yeah." Zhaoyan sensed the other person's uneasiness, and obediently sat on the other person's lap without moving, "I'll wash up and go to sleep."

"I'm waiting for you."

"Ah, no need." Zhaoyan shook his head, "You are tired, rest first."

"I can't rest without you."

Zhaoyan pursed his lips: "Then I'll wash it faster."

"Ah."

"I'm going to school tomorrow." Zhaoyan packed his schoolbag, his eyelashes trembling nervously, "When I get home, can I still see you..."

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