Absolutely not my father

It has been three months since Luo Yan retreated, and there was no sound in the practice room. Luo Yan sat cross-legged on the stone platform with his eyes lightly closed, and the sunlight from the skylight hit him like a sculpture.

On this day, after absorbing Yuan Jing as usual, Luo Wen began to use the spiritual power in his body. At a certain moment, a light cluster suddenly floated in from the outside, and a jade tablet was wrapped in the center of the light cluster. This thing was very familiar to Luo Wen. Yes, it is the sound transmission talisman he often uses.

Luo Fan's spiritual sense randomly scanned the sound transmission talisman, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart, because the sound transmission talisman was actually sent by Mu Yi. In the past, Mu Yi would never look for him when he was practicing, and even if he did, he would personally Coming to Ange, it was the first time to use the sound transmission talisman.

Why did the senior brother find him?

Luo Yan had no choice but to accept the gesture, opened his eyes, and summoned the sound transmission talisman into his hands...

After a while, Luo Wen stood up, closed the spirit-gathering formation, and went straight out of An Pavilion, heading for the main hall.

The enchantment outside the main hall has been removed, and the pitch-black hall door is opened to both sides. It can be clearly seen from a hundred meters away, but it is impossible to see the situation inside the hall.

On the left and right sides of the gate of the palace guarded a puppet in armor. Luo Wen had seen this kind of high-level puppet on the jade slips before. The cultivation base was around the Yuan Ying stage. What is the concept of the cultivation base of the Yuan Ying stage?It is probably because Luo Jian's level can stab a large number of people to death with one finger.

Luo Fan dropped the flying sword tens of meters away from the gate of the palace, and walked towards the gate of the palace without haste. For the main hall of Changhua Palace, Luo Fan had walked to the door countless times, but this was the first time he had the opportunity go in.

Walking into the hall without looking sideways, Luo Man lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down on his knees, folded his hands and stretched forward, and pressed his forehead on the carpet.

"Baby see daddy."

The monk's five senses are all very keen. As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Fan felt a gaze fall on him, causing the back of the stabbing person to go numb, and Luo Fan became more and more cautious.

After a while, a faint voice came from above, with the magnetism unique to grown men and the carelessness of the master.

"Get up."

Hearing this, Luo Yan immediately stood up from the ground, stood on the spot with lowered eyebrows, and couldn't find the slightest mistake in his gestures.

Seeing him like this, Ling Juebi's eyes softened a little, and then he looked at Ye Xiyue beside him.

"I have already made plans for the wild land. You can live in the sect to recuperate from your injuries. You can take this as a panacea and restore your cultivation as soon as possible."

Ling Juebi handed a box to Ye Xiyue, and Ye Xiyue took it with a smile and put it into the Qiankun bag. Her already gorgeous appearance was even more gorgeous because of her smile.

Luo Yan has seen many beauties, but he has never seen one as charming as Ye Xiyue, who looks like... like a goblin.

"Thank you Sect Master."

"Hmm..." Ling Juebi picked up the tea and took a sip without raising his eyelids.

"Then Xiyue will take my leave first."

Ye Xiyue stood up and walked out, the smile on her face disappeared immediately when she turned around, replaced by a cold face.At the moment when he passed by Luo Yan, Luo Yan saw her lips move, and his heart was also shaken.

"Want to see your mother?"

After saying this, Ye Xiyue left, and Mu Yi also withdrew knowing that Ling Juebi was going to talk to Luo Wen.Seeing Ling Juebi looking over, Luo Yan had no choice but to suppress his doubts.

"What are you here for?" This sentence was Ling Juebi asking himself the purpose of coming to the main hall.

Mu Yi sent a letter to Luo Fan when he knew that Ling Juebi was leaving the customs. After the previous setbacks, Luo Fan didn't want to increase his favorability now, he just wanted his moody father to not hate him, so Luo Fan gave gave a mediocre answer.

"Hearing that Daddy is out of customs, Hai'er came here to congratulate him."

Luo Fan's voice was the same as Ling Juebi's last time, soft and hoarse, even with the same respectful attitude, the person in front of him and the young man outside the hall overlapped at this moment.Ling Juebi stood up, walked in front of Luo Wen, and stroked Luo Wen's cheek with his palm.

Ling Juebi seldom touches people directly like this. Those who were touched by his fingers died. The smooth touch came from the fingertips accompanied by the warmth of the skin, which made Ling Juebi feel a strange feeling in his heart. Dead people are really different, lingering on Luo's cheek for a while, Ling Juebi's fingers suddenly tightened without warning, pinching Luo's jaw hurts, Luo'an was forced to follow the strength of Ling's fingers to raise his head , looking up at the man looking down at him, his father.

"Grow up..."

A deeper voice than before came out of the man's mouth, with inexplicable interest, not at all the sense of comfort that my family has a child who has just grown up, which made Luo Jian feel a sense of disobedience.

"Did you cry like you did when you were a child?"

When he said this, Ling Juebi's fingers tightened again, he still remembered seeing Luo Man's wet eyes that time, it was really...very interesting.

The force from Ling Juebi's fingers is getting stronger and stronger. Luo Wenzhen is worried that he will crush his jawbone. His body is suppressed by Ling Juebi's breath and he can't even move his fingers. At this moment, Luo Wen seems to have tasted the taste of death. smell.

"Father... Daddy... it hurts..." Luo Fan's voice trembled a little, he couldn't even open his mouth because of Ling Juebi's strong hands, physiological tears soaked from the corners of his eyes, wet his eyelashes, and closed his pale eyes. The cheeks have a special charm.

The young man in front of him looks very good, his exquisite facial features are drawn with a paintbrush, especially his eyes, which are so clear that there is no distraction. When crying, people's mind is sucked in. Moxiu is more or less happy to destroy this Kind of clean things, just like the devil likes to tempt the pure soul to fall.

Ling Juebi still doesn't know what it means to be distressed, but just feels unique.

Ling Juebi let go of his fingers, and took out a towel from the skirt of his shirt to wipe away the tears from the corners of Luo Man's eyes, just like when he was a child, his movements were gentle and meticulous, without any trace of his coldness.

Luo Fan stiffened his body and let Ling Juebi wipe it for him, but he began to doubt the family affection in this world, or he was unlucky and encountered a pervert?No matter what, without provoking Ling Juebi's anger, Luo Fan resolutely refused to approach Ling Juebi.

Luo Fan took a step back and saluted Ling Jubi.

"If Daddy is fine, the boy will leave first."

"Um"

Luo Fan withdrew as usual, showing no dissatisfaction, Ling Juebi walked back to the front and sat down, his eyes fell on the handkerchief that was stained with Luo Fan's tears, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Although he has a good heart, Luo Fan's temperament is incompatible with Moxiu's. This is not what he expected...

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As soon as Luo Fan walked out of the palace gate, Mu Yi immediately greeted him, seeing the bruise on Luo Fan's chin, his face changed drastically.

"What's the matter with you, brother?"

Luo Fan shook his head, took out the flying sword, and flew towards An Pavilion. Seeing this, Mu Ye glanced at the palace gate behind him, and quickly followed Luo Fan away.

As soon as he returned to An Pavilion, Mu Yi couldn't help but hold Luo Wen.

"Did you make the Suzerain angry?" The monk has a strong ability to repair these minor injuries, but Luo Fan still keeps them. When I contacted Luo Fan and Ling Juebi just now, I don't need to think about who did it.

Luo Yan shook his head again.

"I do not know."

"I don't know what's going on?"

Mu Yi was a little anxious, angering Ling Juebi was no small matter, but if Luo Wen really angered Ling Juebi, he wouldn't have come out alive... Mu Yi felt that this incident was a bit unusual.

"Brother, go back first, I'm going to retreat."

Luo Fan said that he was about to walk towards the practice room, but Mu Yi grabbed his wrist, and Luo Fan looked at Mu Yi suspiciously.

Mu Yi sighed, pulled Luo Fan to sit down on the soft couch, took out a jade bottle from the Qiankun bag, scraped some medicine out and wiped it on Luo Fan's wound, with deep pity in his eyes.

"Does it hurt?"

Luo Yan shook his head, compared to being strangled to death, this pain is nothing, and what made him care more was Mu Yi's eyes - a strange emotion filled them.

"Don't be afraid, the pain will soon disappear after applying this medicine."

Mu Yi's voice was very soft, as if afraid of scaring him.

Maybe it's because he's too nervous to walk around the edge of life and death, or maybe it's other reasons, Luo Yan didn't come and felt sleepy, he closed his eyes, and the last words he heard were Mu Yi's words by his ears whisper.

"No one can hurt you, no one, just wait for me..."

Seeing that Luo Wen had really fallen asleep, Mu Yi hugged Luo Wen and put him on the bed in the inner room. Mu Yi's medicine was really good, and now Luo Wen's cheeks had returned to their original state.

Mu Yi sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Luo Yan's sleeping face. Luo Fan's appearance seemed to overlap with the person in his memory. Mu Yi's eyes gradually became obsessed, and he bent down as if he was bewitched.

A light kiss landed on Luo Ran's brow.

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Come on, hurt each other.