Absolutely not my father

The Heavenly Demon Sect is located in the Heavenly Demon City. At the center is a pair of twin peaks as high as the sky, one is the South Peak and the other is the North Peak.The main hall and other meeting places of the sect are built on the north peak, while the south peak is the retreat place of the suzerain.

Ling Juebi alone occupies the top-grade spiritual vein of a mountain, and the palace he lives in fully embodies the four characters of being rich and willful.Except for the extremely complicated formation runes, only the materials used in the palace walls are the rare forbidden spirit stones, and any random lighting beads in the palace are made of the thousand-year-old dragon's demon pill, not to mention the medicine garden. And those rare elixir instruments in the treasury...

As No.1 in the magic cultivator, the things used by Ling Juebi must be the best, but this Changhua Palace is precious, but it has been closed all year round, because the ancestor of Juebi has been in seclusion all the year round, and no one has seen it for hundreds of years. I had the opportunity to step in and have a look, until the ancestor brought back a baby three months ago...

The main hall of Changhua Palace is Ling Juebi's retreat, but there are many vacant side halls besides that, and the An Pavilion where Luo Wen is located is one of them.

Seeing that it was time for lunch, Luo Wen's long eyelashes fluttered for a moment, then he slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a mask with a light yellow halo, which was buckled two feet above his head in a semicircle , like a body protection mask common to monks.

Luo Fan had already been in this palace when he woke up, and the mask had already existed, so it is no surprise now.

Dazed for a moment, Luo Fan turned his head and looked towards the hall. There were two women standing there. From their previous conversation, Luo Fan already knew that the younger one was Xiaoyu and the older one was Zixia.

Xiaoyu is very pretty, she is a rare beauty, even Luo Wen was surprised when we first met, and because of her lively temperament, she is the one who talks most of the time, while Zixia looks a lot duller, rarely speaks, but does things delicately.

Because both of them called him the young master, they should be the ones who came to serve him, and these two were also the only people Luo Yan had seen during this time.

Perhaps it was because there was no one else in the hall, and the two seemed a little slack. Luo Yan saw Xiaoyu flicking the beads on the curtain, and said to Zixia casually.

"Sister Xia, you said that the young master is the child of the suzerain and that senior? Why did he fall into the eyes of the suzerain? I heard that senior Ye was not in the sect a few days ago, could it be senior Ye?"

When Zixia heard Xiaoyu's words, his complexion changed suddenly, and he quickly scolded.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Is the suzerain something you and I can talk about?"

Xiaoyu curled her lips, noncommittal about Zixia's terrified appearance.

"The suzerain has been retreating for so many years, why a child suddenly appeared, maybe..."

Maybe it's the bastard born of that fox spirit!Xiaoyu cursed inwardly.

Luo Yan saw Xiaoyu glaring at him, as if he had eaten a fly. He had already discovered that Xiaoyu was hostile to him, but he didn't know the reason.

Luo Jian had also heard two people mention this suzerain before. According to what they said, he should be his cheap father who hadn't shown up for three months.

Zixia glanced out of the hall, he was relieved when he didn't find anyone coming, and when he turned his head to look at Xiaoyu, his expression immediately turned cold.

"Since it is the suzerain's order, you and I will act according to the words."

Zixia stayed in the sect longer than Xiaoyu. Although he had no chance to meet the suzerain, he had heard about his own suzerain's temper. What Moxiu said nicely was doing what he wanted, and what he said badly was killing innocent people indiscriminately.

Don't talk about Xiaoyu being a disciple, even if her father and elder offended the suzerain, he would still be out of his wits, but Xiaoyu is still talking nonsense here.

"Don't say these words again today, if the suzerain hears, you and I may die."

"Hey... the suzerain closed the door after sending the young master here, maybe he forgot about it long ago."

Her father spent a lot of effort to send her in. He wanted to take this opportunity to be appreciated by the suzerain, but he didn't expect that even the suzerain would not be able to see him, and he would be trapped in this boring palace.

"Little words!"

"I know, I know, I won't say anything."

Xiaoyu also knew not to make Zixia angry, lest there would be no one to talk to, seeing Zixia hurriedly shut up, Angeli finally calmed down.

Luo Fan's eyes swept Xiaoyu around, he knew that the little girl was restless, and he still wanted to hear more news, and sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, Xiaoyu approached Zixia again.

"Zixia, it's been three months, and I haven't seen the little master crying. She often falls asleep after eating, maybe she is insane."

In modern terms, the so-called mental insufficiency is a touching IQ, or a more direct explanation-mental retardation. For several months, Luo Wen has been following the code of conduct of eating, sleeping, and eating, and treating others as nothing. The language is so guessed.

But besides guessing, Luo Jian also noticed a hint of malice in Xiaoyu, whether it was because she was so young and gloated so clearly.

Zixia didn't speak, she made up her mind to ignore Xiaoyu, walked towards the low bed when the time was almost up, raised her hand to remove the mask on Luo Wan's body, and picked him up.

"My lord is awake, go and serve lunch."

"Oh"

Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, Xiaoyu walked toward the palace gate resentfully, and just after taking two steps, the enchantment of the palace gate suddenly opened by itself, and Ling Juebi, dressed in a fine attire, walked in from the outside.

Seeing this, Xiaoyu immediately knelt down and saluted respectfully.

"The disciple pays homage to the suzerain."

Zixia heard the voice, quickly put down Luo Wen, and saluted like Xiaoyu.

Luo Yan originally wanted to avoid it, but he didn't expect Daddy to come so soon.

Ling Juebi replied lightly, without even looking at the maid beside him, he lifted his feet and walked towards the low bed.After he passed by, Xiaoyu raised her head, her pretty face was flushed with blush, this scene happened to fall into Luo Jian's eyes, a faint sense of strangeness rose in her heart, and her previous doubts were answered.

The young girl fell in love with his cheap daddy...

Luo Yan raised his eyes to look at Ling Juebi, he was also surprised by Daddy's appearance, he was just so young, after all, he was in the cultivation world, but with such a heroic and extraordinary face, no wonder he could provoke mad bees and butterflies up.

How keen Ling Juebi is, even though Luo Yan saw it secretly, he still found out, followed his gaze and looked into a pair of clear pupils.

The baby's face was chubby, and Luo Wen's eyes were set on the porcelain white face, like two round grapes, when he looked straight at people, it seemed that he wanted to melt people's hearts.

Such clean eyes... Ling Juebi's eyes narrowed unconsciously, and the way he looked at Luo Yan became meaningful.

Ling Juebi's eyes are definitely not gentle. When Luo Fan found Ling Juebi's eyes swept over, he froze and could only continue to look at each other. The father and son just stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

After dozens of breaths, the soreness of the eyes that hadn't blinked for a long time hit, and a layer of physiological tears oozed out of Luo Fan's eyes uncontrollably, and the thin mist filled the entire pupil, washing the eyes wet, looking extremely pitiful up.

Ling Juebi didn't know that there was an attribute called cuteness, but he felt that the pitiful look of the little thing in front of him was very novel. He strode to the side of the low bed, stretched out his hand, picked up Luo Wenlian with his swaddling clothes, and put it on his bed. on the legs.

Luo Yan tried to struggle a bit, but it was useless for a person with short calves, and the feeling of eyes full of tears was too uncomfortable, Luo Yan couldn't help but blinked, and when he opened it again, except for the long There were a few small drops of water on the eyelashes, and most of the others were squeezed out of the eyes and rolled down the cheeks, leaving a trail of tears.

Cried……

"..."

Ling Juebi asked Zixia while wiping away the tears on Luo Wen's face with a towel.

"Have you eaten?"

"Return to suzerain, not yet."

Perhaps he was hungry, Ling Juebi looked thoughtfully at Luo Wen who was weeping in his arms.

"Bring it up."

"Yes"

Zixia stood up and walked towards the outside of the hall. After a while, he came in with a bowl of snow-white soup with a milky fragrance. Without cultivation, you can't eat bigu, so you can only eat three meals a day like an ordinary baby.

Because Luo Fan has a special constitution, the food he eats is expensive.

Zixia used to do these things. I didn't expect that my suzerain planned to do it for me today. It seems that I dote on the young master. Wanting to understand this, Zixia respectfully handed over the things, and then stepped aside as usual. But Xiaoyu was secretly annoyed.

Ling Juebi took the soup bowl, spooned a little and fed it to Luo Wen's mouth. Luo Wen obediently opened his mouth and swallowed it, swallowing slowly, his small mouth wriggled slowly, like a rabbit.

The tears on the eyelashes were still wet, and Ling Juebi was secretly amazed at the meal after eating so much again. After all, he was a child, with all the joy, anger, sorrow and joy on his face.

After feeding half a bowl, Luo Fan felt a little full. When Ling Juebi fed the spoon again, he turned his head and refused to eat, obviously refusing.

Ling Juebi dealt with those old foxes on weekdays, and one or two of them either hid their swords in front of him with a smile, or were trembling, for fear of causing death, Luo Wen was the first person who dared to reject him.

Zixia's heart skipped a beat the moment Luo Yan turned to the beginning, and when she noticed Ling Juebi's face had darkened, her whole heart skipped a beat.

Luo Yan obviously felt that the atmosphere in the hall was a bit dignified, followed Zixia's gaze to Ling Juebi, then stretched out his chubby hand to hold the spoon, and pushed it to the side, insisting that he was really full .

Ling Juebi would have misunderstood it, thinking that Luo Fan was feeding him something, the disgust in his heart subsided a bit, he put down the bowl as if nothing had happened, and wiped off the soup from the corner of Luo Fan's mouth with a handkerchief.

Luo Yan had no idea that he was on the verge of life and death just now. After three months of living with rice worms, he developed the habit of going to sleep when he was full. Soon after eating, he felt drowsy, his eyelids were constantly fighting, and he wanted to sleep. He didn't sleep, if he wasn't hugged by a stranger, he might have already fallen asleep.

"What happened to him?" Wasn't he fine just now?Why did he become listless again in just such a short while.

For Ling Juebi, who had no patience at all, guessing would be better than asking directly.

"Go back to the suzerain, the young master should be tired."

"Little thing was like this before?"

Little things... suzerain, this is your old man's son!

Before Zixia could reply, Xiaoyu felt that he had seized the opportunity and rushed to answer.

"Yes, the little master has been like this for three months, neither crying nor fussing, it's not normal at all—ah——"

Luo Yan was startled by this shrill cry, and his drowsiness disappeared immediately. He pretended to wake up and looked to the side, just in time to see Xiaoyu lying in the hall, with a gleam of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes full of doubts and emotions. Not reconciled.

"Did I ask you?"

The majestic voice came from above, and Xiaoyu's body trembled in shock. At this moment, she realized how naive she was, and a man like Ling Juebi was beyond her imagination.

"disciple--"

Xiaoyu fell down before finishing his sentence, this time he really died.Seeing this scene, Zixia quickly knelt down, his face turning pale.

"Sect Master, please forgive me."

Although he knew that Xiaoyu was not safe, but he didn't expect it to come so soon. At this moment, Zixia felt a sense of desolation as if a rabbit died and a fox was sad. Of course, it was more of a fear of Ling Juebi.

Ling Juebi waved his hand without raising his head, and let Zixia go down.

"Cleaned up."

It wasn't until two people walked in outside the hall and carried Xiaoyu out that Luo Yan looked away, and turned to look at Ling Juebi with a calm face. Although it was only for a moment, he still felt a trace of evil spirit from Ling Juebi, which was a matter of life. Such indifference.

Luo Yan closed his eyes, his father might not be an ordinary cultivator, so he should be more careful.

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This is fixed.