Patriarch of the Devil's Dao: Xiyao Xiang Tiantian

In the early morning of the next day, everyone was disturbed by the shrill cry from the back mountain. It was also heard a few days ago, but it was not as strong as today, and it disturbed people's sleep. Today, it is precisely April 20, the day the fire burned more than [-] years ago.

The six of them had already set off for the forbidden area behind the town before dawn. Today's fog in the back mountain was so thick that people could not be seen clearly from five meters away, and there was a smell of burnt things in the air.

Everyone became vigilant.

Lan Xichen: "Everyone, be careful." After finishing speaking, his left hand took Jin Guangyao's hand, pulling him tightly to his side.

Strangely, the closer to that place, the fog became thinner and thinner, but the burning smell in the air became stronger and stronger. When a group of people walked in, the fog in front of them all dissipated, and the fog in front of them disappeared. The sight surprised them greatly.

There are many bones everywhere, some two bones are close together, both hands are still clenched, the head of one bone rests on the shoulder of the other bone; , the big one held the small one tightly in his arms; some lay on the ground directly or on their backs, with their mouths wide open, and they did not close them until they died, so that the bones after many years also maintained this movement.

Seeing such a tragedy, they had mixed feelings.

A bone caught their attention.Leaning next to the house closest to the village entrance, facing the direction of the village entrance, with his mouth slightly open, his right hand stretched out to point to the village entrance, the bone age of this bone is not very old, it was fourteen or five years old when it died, it is exactly the pattern years.

Jin Guangyao walked towards the bone, when an abrupt and ear-piercing voice came.

"roll!!!"

Jin Guangyao didn't stop, and his steps became faster and faster, he quickly took out a fire pocket from his Qiankun bag, and walked to the side of the bone, the flame of the fire pocket was ignited, pointing directly at the bone.

"If you call again, I'll burn your bones right away. Do you want to taste the feeling of being wiped out?"

The shrill female voice in the mist seemed to snort disdainfully, and said:

"Do you think I'm afraid?!"

"Yes, don't be afraid, you will never see your brother again after the ashes are gone.

"What?! How do you know!"

"Zuo Mo, your brother is dead."

"No!!! He's not dead, you're lying!"

The shrill voice pierced into his head like a needle awl, and Jin Guangyao's head was buzzing with excitement, and he felt nauseated. The hand that was holding the torch shook, the torch tilted, and the flames scalded Bai Gu's head. Immediately there was a more shrill and painful cry.

"what!"

This sound scared Jin Guangyao to hold on to the fire pocket tightly and stay away from the bone.

"Hey, hey, let's talk about something."

"You, you..." The female ghost seemed to be too painful to speak out.

Soul damage is [-]% more painful than physical damage.

Jin Guangyao winked at the four juniors, telling them to hurry up.The four of them understood it, and immediately divided the labor to interpret the scene in front of her.

Sentences and scenes caught her eyes, and the next moment, she seemed to be standing in the scene at that time, seeing with her own eyes that they cut off their hope of life, and saw her brother was severely injured and thrown in the dilapidated house. He looked like he was fending for himself, his cracked eyes were filled with blood, flowing down the corners of his eyes.

"Don't, don't..."

"Ah!!! You guys are all damned!"

The surrounding fog suddenly thickened, and the white bones lying on the ground creaked and moved, shaking so much that they were about to stand up.

Seeing this, Jin Guangyao poked the fire stick in his hand on the bone, Zuo Mo screamed, and the bone that had just stood up staggered with a "boom", fell to the ground with a crash, and fell apart in an instant.

"Mo'er, I'm here."

A cold embrace, but so familiar.Zuo Mo was stunned.

"Brother, brother..."

"it's me."

"You, you are finally back."

"Silly boy, I'm always here, but you are blinded by your obsession, you can't see me, you can't hear me, and I have no way to explain it to you."

"So, you really have..."

"Blame me, I've trapped you for so many years."

Tears of blood flowed down unstoppably, dripping on Zuo Yu's arm, hot and hitting his heart directly.

"Let's stop making trouble, let's get out of here, okay?"

Zuo Mo was sobbing, unable to speak, she could only bury her head in Zuo Yu's embrace, and nodded her head vigorously.

The dense fog around gradually dissipated, and I could see the two people hugging each other clearly. Zuo Mo still maintained the appearance of fourteen or fifteen years old, her small face had not yet opened, but it was also very clear, with tears in her eyes, but she didn't feel Terrible, but more distressing.

Zuo Yu took Zuo Mo away, and all the Yin spirits trapped here rushed out at once, and they were about to rush out. Fortunately, Lan Xichen had the foresight to set up an enchantment outside, so the Yin spirits couldn't get out.

Lan Xichen played the flute, and Lan Sizhui played the qin. The two played a piece of Requiem together, washing away the resentment from Yin Ling and letting them go home.

The dense white bones all over the place turned into powder in an instant, and they were scattered between the sky and the earth with the wind.

At night, I took all the exhausted people back and had a good night's rest.After Jin Guangyao and Lan Xichen returned to the room, both of them were stunned for a moment.

Wuhui woke up, sat by the bed, looked at them with big round eyes, cute and cute.

Jin Guangyao saw that something was wrong with Wuhui, so he called out tentatively.

"No regrets?"

Wuhui blinked his eyes, as if he didn't quite understand, he paused for a moment, and asked in a childish voice:

"Are you calling me?"

? ? ? !

Jin Guangyao felt bad in his heart, walked up to him quickly, and paused.

"No regrets, what's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Wugui shook his head and said, "It's not uncomfortable, um...very comfortable."

Jin Guangyao felt his pulse, it was normal, but Wuhui seemed to remember nothing.Lan Xichen asked softly:

"Do you know who he is? Remember the old one?"

Hearing the sound, Wuhui raised his head to look at Lan Xichen and then looked down at Jin Guangyao, then shook his head.

This kid has amnesia!

Jin Guangyao thought about it, amnesia may not be a good thing, his parents died, and his aunt who raised him single-handedly was the one who pushed him behind the scenes. He still doesn't understand it now, but when he grows up, he will always understand it. Pointing and pointing is always bad, since Jin Honglian entrusted him to him, he will take care of him until the end, not to mention, he is also half of the Jin family.

"Since I don't remember, let me tell you, okay?"

Wugui nodded obediently.

"You, Wuhui, are from the Jin family, one of the four major families in the world of cultivating immortals, you..."

Wugui suddenly interrupted him and asked:

"Are you my daddy?"

kindness? ! !

Xiao Wuhui opened his eyes wide, his big watery eyes were full of anticipation, he seemed to be a little nervous, the two words that should have said no got stuck in his throat, Jin Guangyao hesitated for a long time and said:

"Yes, I am your father. Your name is Wuhui. Your mother sacrificed herself to save others during the night hunt. Your mother is a hero."

After hearing the affirmative answer, Xiao Wuhui's eyes instantly brightened several times, full of excitement and excitement.

"Hehehe, I have a father, my name is Wuhui, and I am from the Jin family."

Jin Guangyao looked at Xiao Wuhui lovingly, and couldn't help but patted his head.

"Yes, absolutely."

After laughing, Xiao Wuhui looked up and saw Lan Xichen, curious, and asked:

"Daddy, who is he then?"

Jin Guangyao glanced back at Lan Xichen, speechless.

"he······"

Lan Xichen smiled and said, "I am your father's companion, and I am also your father."

Xiao Wugui didn't understand.

"What is a Taoist couple?"

Lan Xichen patiently explained: "A Taoist partner is someone you love, someone who is willing to be with you for the rest of your life, the one who will never be separated."

Wugui half understood, suddenly smiled: "Then will I have a Taoist companion in the future?"

"There will be, and there will be when I grow up."

Xiao Wuhui jumped out of bed happily, Jin Guangyao also stood up, Xiao Wuhui stood between Jin Guangyao and Lan Xichen, the little one held Jin Guangyao's hand in his left hand, and Lan Xichen in his right hand. Chen's hand, smiling happily.

Xiao Wuhui raised his head to look at the two, turned to Jin Guangyao and called out sweetly: "Daddy!" Then turned his head and called out to Lan Xichen: "Father!"

This sound reached the hearts of the two people, and their hearts were softened immediately. The two looked at each other, full of happiness, Xiao Wuhui's silver bell-like laughter surrounded the two, At this moment, the world of the two of them is full and more fulfilling.

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Jin Guangyao brought Wuhui back to the Jin family, taught him exercises, taught him how to read and write, Lan Xichen would sometimes bring Wuhui to the Lan family, and let him study with the other children of the Lan family. Small clever, learning things very fast, so the two are very pleased.The two are often together, and Wuhui is more attached to Jin Guangyao, so sometimes he encounters scenes that are not suitable for children. On this day, Xiao Wuhui aggressively seeks out Lan Xichen to settle the score.

A few years passed, Xiao Wuhui's figure gradually became tall and straight, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a handsome appearance can be vaguely seen.

Holding the wooden sword used for sword practice, Xiao Wuhui burst into Lan Xichen's study room without even knocking on the door, his face was full of anger. Unmoved, he raised two fingers and easily caught the approaching sword intent, quite helpless.

"No regrets, what are you doing?"

Wuhuiqi's breathing was no longer smooth, and he wanted to stab but couldn't move the wooden sword, and became even more annoyed, shouting:

"Father, every time Daddy comes to Gusu with me, you bully him. I can see a lot of bruises on Daddy's body. There are bruises on his neck, and it's bloody. Daddy can't hide it even thinking about it. Daddy You always bully him! I don't allow you to bully daddy, Taoist companions are for loving, not bullying!"

Hearing that, Lan Xichen was a little embarrassed, and changed the subject and said, "You are right, who taught you."

Wuhui thought about it for a while: "Uncle Wei told me...don't change the subject, I'm talking to you about something!"

Wugui's expression suddenly became serious.

Jin Guangyao, who couldn't find Wugui everywhere, found Lan Xichen.

"Second Brother, have you seen Wuhui? I can't find it everywhere..." As soon as I walked through the door, I saw the scene of the father and son confronting each other. One was aggressive and the other was helpless.

"No regrets, what are you doing?"

"Daddy, I know everything, I won't let my father bully you anymore!"

"What?" Jin Guangyao looked at him blankly, Lan Xichen looked at him helplessly, and pointed to the imprint on his neck, Jin Guangyao immediately reacted, his face was slightly hot, walked over, grabbed Wuhui, and put him His sword was unloaded.

"What are you bullying and not bullying? You point your sword at your father. What do you want to do? Kill your father? Or do you want me to die alone? What do you know?"

"But father..." Wugui looked aggrieved.

"But what is it? Have you memorized the family rules? Have you mastered the meditation spell? How is your piano skill? And your swordsmanship, with your little ability, you still want to sneak attack your father?"

"I······"

"What am I, why don't you hurry up and practice swords? If you don't break through the third floor when you return to Lanling, you can go to the Zangshu Pavilion for a month!"

Wugui was taught by Jin Guangyao, he forgot what he was going to do, his mind was full of swordsmanship, formulas, spells, palace laws...

After Wuhui walked away with his head bowed, Jin Guangyao heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head, and looked at the perpetrator complainingly.

"I told you to restrain yourself a bit, look, let Wugui see it, what should I say."

Knowing that he was wrong, Lan Xichen got up and walked to Jin Guangyao's side, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and whispered into his ear, "Understood, I will be more careful, try not to let Wugui see it, okay?" ?”

Jin Guangyao snorted disdainfully: "How many years have you been saying this, and when did it really come true? Second brother, I thought I lied a lot, but you just lied to me with this one sentence." How old am I, you eh~~~"

"You talk too much..."

"I don't~~~~"

The fusion of lips and teeth, after a long kiss, Jin Guangyao's consciousness was a little blurred, Lan Xichen hugged Jin Guangyao and walked towards the inner room.

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The meeting after a long absence is like the dry land met with heavy rain, which is out of control.

The light of the morning sun is inseparable from the sky.

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