You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

At this moment, a handsome man in white clothes and white hair walked in, frowning: "What's wrong?"

Shao Shu smiled helplessly: "A Chuan's spiritual power is a little runaway."

Yan Zi'an stepped forward, put all the things in his hands on the stove, hugged Lu Qianchuan's small body, and coaxed: "Xiaochuan is too powerful, that's why he is like this, a man, you can't cry."

Lu Qianchuan sniffed and threw himself into his arms.

Shaoshu put the hair that fell on the side of her face behind her ears, and smiled: "I started to cling to you at this time, maybe I saw that you are better than me."

Yan Zi'an also laughed: "Then he has never seen how powerful his mother is."

Shao Shu smiled and said nothing.

Yanzi coaxed Lu Qianchuan to play for a while, seeing that he no longer showed signs of crying, she let him go and told him to play by himself, then said to Shaoshu: "Xiaochuan's spiritual power..." paused After a pause, he said, "How can you be so strong?"

According to common sense, very few human beings can be born with spiritual power.

The spiritual power of the demons is born, but most of the spiritual power is acquired through cultivation.

As for Lu Qianchuan's human-devil hybrid, he didn't see much magic power that he should have, but his spiritual power went berserk from time to time.

Her delicate eyebrows were frowned, and Shao Shu looked a little hesitant: "I don't know either. Besides, according to my observations, Ah Chuan's spiritual power...is stronger than most monks."

"Compared to Feng Yi?" Yan Zian asked.

"Should... be above Feng Yi." Mentioning this name, Shao Shu bit her lip and sighed softly.

In terms of spiritual power alone, Lu Fengyi is slightly inferior to Yan Zian, but he is definitely one of the best figures in the entire cultivation world.

And Lu Qianchuan is even above him...

Yan Zian was slightly startled: "It's about the same as me?"

Shao Shu said helplessly: "Maybe still be above you."

Yan Zian: "..."

Lu Fengyi was lucky to give birth to such a talented son, right?

Shaoshu and his friends for many years saw through his inner thoughts at a glance, and rolled his eyes helplessly: "It's a blessing in disguise. I just hope he won't be troubled by it in the future."

One memory flashed by, followed by another.

At this time, Lu Qianchuan had grown up a bit, at least he was no longer a wobbly little Douding.

He was sitting quietly at the table practicing calligraphy, while Shao Shu was grinding beside him gently and silently.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, Shao Shu stretched out her hand to hold down a corner of the rice paper, Lu Qianchuan stretched out her small hand, trying to hold down the paper like her mother did, when the two white and tender hands touched together, an extremely powerful spiritual current exploded.

Shao Shu couldn't dodge in time, the back of her hand turned red instantly.

After all, she is a demon, even if she is her own son, facing such a powerful spiritual attack, she will still be hurt inevitably.

With a bang, the writing brush fell to the ground, and Lu Qianchuan hurriedly took his mother's hand, puffed up his face and blew it.

The eye sockets turned red quickly, and crystal teardrops trembled on the eyelashes.

Shaoshu hurriedly picked him up, and while saying that mother was fine, she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

After that day, Lu Qianchuan became a little silent.

She originally thought that with the physique of her Shao clan, this small injury should disappear quickly.

But the fact is that until Yan Zian came to visit three days later, the red scars on her hands still existed, and even got worse.

Such a large red spot on the back of the white porcelain hand looks really scary.

Yan Zian asked in surprise, "What's the matter?"

Shaoshu glanced at the back room and saw that Lu Qianchuan was sleeping soundly, so she told him what happened that day.

"So powerful?" Yan Zian frowned.

He was talking, and found a bottle of elixir from the things he brought with him: "This medicine is specially made by Jixue, it is good for humans and demons, you rub it first."

Shao Shu took it and sighed: "He has been depressed these days, thinking about this all the time."

Yan Zian said: "Let me go and have a look."

He sat on the side of the bed, tucked the quilt for Lu Qianchuan, who was sleeping well, and tapped Xiaotuanzi's forehead with his fingers, using a little spiritual power.

After a while, he put away his hands and frowned slightly.

Shaoshu walked in: "How?"

"This child..." Yan Zi reassured, "It's not like something in a pond."

"I just wanted to use my spiritual power to test his depth, but after the spiritual power entered my body, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to stir up any waves."

Shaoshu looked a little sad: "This power is out of his control, and it will only trouble him more and more in the future..."

"You want to seal his power?" Yanzi said in peace.

Shaoshu nodded: "I just want him to grow up safely, even if there is no spiritual power, it doesn't matter. Excessive power will only bring him a burden, and will... make him lose himself more and more."

This time his spiritual power went berserk, he was immersed in the guilt of hurting his mother, and he hadn't smiled for several days.

Yan Zi'an sighed softly: "Then, while his strength has not yet formed, we can still do something. If he grows up and becomes stronger by then, I'm afraid you and I will be helpless."