The whole cultivation world wants to rob my son

The small face of the sleeping child was pink and tender, the wings of the nose were slightly undulating like a kitten, and a black hair on the forehead was raised mischievously, as delicate as a carved jade doll. .

But now, the jade baby is surrounded by a thick aura, mixed with a faint devilish energy, two things that should be incompatible, but strangely appear on the little baby at the same time.

Ye Xingchen's reaction was faster than Xie Bugui's. He rushed in the moment the devilish energy appeared. No one is more familiar with this thing than he has been in his body for so many years.

The black mist spread bit by bit, and the twisted shadows were reflected on the wall. If they were allowed to disperse, the entire Jianzong would be able to discover the abnormality here in a short while.

The clear aura emerged from the child without stopping, without any fear of the black mist that filled the room, it scattered the black mist like a mess and then returned to the child, wisps of fresh air occupied the little guy Most of the body.

The scene where aura had the upper hand should be pleasing, but Ye Xingchen couldn't laugh.

The magic energy absorbed by Liu Yuan did not disappear, but lurked in the child's body.

What dyed Liu Yuanjian back then was the heart and soul of the demons!

Heart blood, as the name suggests, is no longer as simple as blood essence. Duan Yonglu is really brave enough to think of using heart blood to make him fall into the devil's way at a critical moment.

Ye Xingchen's face was dark, and his hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly.

The pain that should have been added to him was transferred to Liu Yuan's body with the transformation of the divine sword, which made him not angry.

The child's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and when he woke up in a daze and saw their father, he just reached out to hug him subconsciously, "Daddy, I'm hungry..."

The illusion on Liu Yuan's eyes failed at some point, the clear blood-colored pupils were clouded with mist, the child rubbed against their father's arms aggrievedly, pursed his mouth and bit the finger next to him live.

Unlike before, it was only with teeth, this time, the seemingly harmless deciduous teeth directly pierced the skin.

Ye Xingchen's face was extremely ugly, and the feeling of blood flowing from his fingertips was extremely obvious. If possible, he was willing to feed Liu Yuan with his heart and blood, but the little guy's body did not allow him to do so.

Seeing the more fresh air on the child's body, Ye Xingchen forcibly pulled out his fingers, and let the little guy cry pitifully that he was hungry and would not let go.

Xie Bugui looked into the little guy's eyes in astonishment, and his usual playful expression became serious.

Red pupils, demons.

Ye Guihong, who had set up the enchantment to control the demonic energy within the yard, came back, saw Xie Bugui's expression was not good, and said lightly, "This is Liuyuan."

"I know..." subconsciously replied, Xie Bugui was taken aback, and suddenly realized what Sword Master Cangli meant.

Ye Xingchen didn't speak, his dark eyes were as cold as snow that hasn't bloomed for years, Xie Bugui couldn't help shivering from the chill.

This person suddenly went down the mountain, with a child who had never appeared before him, the disappearing magic energy, the missing saber, and the doll with the same name as the saber...

Many anomalies, now finally have an explanation.

Xie Bugui shook his head fiercely, how stupid was he to still think that Liu Yuan was born by Ye Xingchen despite so many clues?

The demonic energy and aura in the room disappeared the moment the child opened his eyes, but Xie Bugui still had cold hands and feet. Even monks who have just entered the path know that demonic energy and aura are two completely different forces. There is no possibility of peaceful coexistence.

It's not that the Demon Race and the Human Race must be tit-for-tat. Just like now, the Demon Lord has a high prestige in the Demon Realm, and he doesn't intend to provoke troubles. Naturally, the Human Realm is too lazy to care about them so much.

The human race and the demon race can live in peace, but the two forces cannot.

There is permanence in the movement of the sky, and the symbiosis of the three realms is indispensable.

Human races and demon races can coexist, but aura and devil qi can never exist in the same person. Ye Xingchen's cultivation level in the fusion stage can't escape, the little guy just changed his form...

"I'll go find Xingyue." Xie Bugui's face was ugly, he hurriedly left a word and left here.

Ye Xingchen didn't care about him, he just coaxed the crying and hungry little baby in his arms, feeling extremely distressed.

The little guy is not a normalized form. It is fine to maintain the balance of devil energy and spiritual energy in the body. Once the balance is broken, I am afraid that even the main body will be lost.

The extremely uncomfortable child tortured by the feeling of hunger had tears in his eyes and held on to his father's arm. He didn't know what was wrong with doing so, he only knew that the aura in the blood was very important to him.

Bean-sized teardrops slid across the face like beads with a broken thread, the child huddled into a ball, and even his voice became weaker, "Daddy is bad..."

The weak weeping sound like a cat's cub almost broke my heart.

The child was suffering physically, crying so badly that it made people feel distressed. Ye Xingchen had never brought a child before, and the more he coaxed the little guy, the more he cried. He even wanted to bleed the child to stabilize the child in a hurry.

But this move is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst, even if the little guy cries again, he can't do it.

Jianxiu, who had never taken care of a child before, was now trying his best to comfort the crying little guy. Fortunately, Cangli Jianzun had raised apprentices, so he was experienced in taking care of children.

Ye Guihong went out for a while, and soon came back with a bag of candied fruit. Cangli Jianzun, who was not in the mood to express emotions, squatted down, twisted one and shook it in front of the child, "Liu Yuan, don't cry!" .”

The little doll with teary eyes looked at the dark pupils with heating, and his attention was quickly attracted.

The sweet smell came from the oiled paper bag, the little guy sniffed, touched his belly and looked at their father anxiously.

The cold air in the room showed that this person was very emotionally unstable. Ye Xingchen took a deep breath, took the oil paper bag and put it in the child's arms, then stood up without saying a word, "Master, I will take Liu Yuan to Medical Valley."

They are just the most common snacks in the world, which do not contain a little spiritual energy. When a child feels hungry, he lacks energy. These foods are useless to him and can only be used to divert his attention.

If you only need spiritual energy, he alone is enough, but Liu Yuan Jianjian is stained with the blood essence of the previous Demon Lord, and now the Demon Lord is dead, directly cutting off Liu Yuan's way to obtain energy from him.

The stronger the aura, the more dangerous the flow.

The child was holding the oiled paper bag with a dazed expression, and felt something was wrong with the atmosphere around him, then turned his face, thinking very seriously about what happened.

Until leaving Jianzong and stepping on the spirit boat again, the little guy didn't understand why their father was suddenly upset, but was hooked by the candied fruit wrapped in oil paper and kept swallowing his saliva.

so...so hungry...

Carefully taking out a dark fruit, the little guy hesitated for a while, but finally hunger prevailed.

The sweetness of the candied fruit exploded on the tip of the tongue, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into a honey pot. The little guy squinted his eyes happily, and even the unbearable hunger just now eased a lot.

"Father~" the little guy with the candied fruit in his mouth said vaguely, his blood-colored eyes were sparkling and beautiful, "It's delicious."

Ever since he got on the spirit boat, Jianzun Fuyu, who had been keeping a straight face, looked at the candied fruit handed to his mouth, and there was a little warmth in his frost-covered eyes.

Lowering his head to eat the fruit that the little guy was handing over with great effort, Ye Xingchen hugged the little boy even tighter.

He is afraid.

Ye Guihong sat quietly by the side, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and the mist steamed up, covering his expression indistinctly.

There are many great talents in the Medical Valley. They can heal wounds and diseases, but no one can solve the problem of the coexistence of spirits and demons. If not, Xingchen would not have stayed in Fuyu Mountain for 200 years.

The speed of the spirit boat was extremely fast, and the soft clouds quickly swept back. The distance between Medical Valley and Liuguang City was not far, and a quarter of an hour was enough to reach it at the speed of the spirit boat.

"Xingchen." After being silent all the way, Xuanyi Xuefa Jianxiu finally spoke again. The two of them have a close relationship between master and apprentice, and even without words, they know what the other is thinking, "Let Liuyuan change back."

The devilish energy on Liu Yuanjian's body has long been ingrained, and without the other party's essence and blood to nourish it, the best way is to return to the sword body instead of maintaining its human form.

The big apprentice's ice and snow sword intent is always domineering, if he can drive out the devil energy once, there will be a second time. The devil energy in Liu Yuan's body is already at a disadvantage.

Knowing what their master was worried about, Ye Xingchen sighed in a low voice, Liu Yun's wide sleeves tightly blocked the child in his arms, "Liu Yuan is too young, I don't know how to change back."

All things have spirits, and they all seek a chance of survival.

Little children are no different from the children who are spoiled by ordinary people. How can a two or three-year-old mind understand those things? Transformation is already an accident, and it is difficult to change back.

The silhouettes of pavilions and pavilions are faintly visible among the misty mountains, and the carved beams and painted buildings, smoked willows and painted bridges in the valleys, you don't need to look closely to know that the construction cost is remarkable.

Medical Valley is rich and powerful, famous in the Three Realms.

Before they came, they had already greeted Yigu. The black-clothed and black-haired sword repairer carried the child gently into the main hall, and Ye Guihong sat on the glazed tiles with his sword in his arms. Think about something.

Elder Zhengyang, who was exhausted by Ye Xingchen 200 years ago, looked at the black-clothed sword cultivator in front of him, and he didn't know how many beards he had pulled off. ?”

Ye Xingchen put the unconscious child on the soft bed, his expression was softer than ever before, "He is my child."

This person's temperament is not a day or two, Huo Zhengyang shook his head and persuaded, "Xingchen, not everything your master said is right. Swords are important, but people are more important."

Back then when Liu Yuanjian was tainted with demonic energy, he suggested breaking the sword directly. Without the natal sword, his cultivation would drop sharply, but it was better than being eroded by the demonic energy and eventually losing even people.

It's a pity that this suggestion was directly trampled into the ground. This kid would rather die than break his sword. He didn't even wait for Yigu.

The divine sword has spirit, especially the divine sword tempered by the sky fire. Huo Zhengyang knew that the Liuyuan sword was born extraordinary, but he didn't know that things could develop like this.

People are fine, but Jian's situation is worse than before.

He is a medical practitioner, and it is easy to treat people, monsters and demons, but this little guy is a sword spirit, neither human nor demon, not even a normal sword spirit.

For a creature that has just transformed, if he can, he is not willing to propose that suggestion back then.

With his slender fingers, he brushed away the broken hair on the child's forehead. Ye Xingchen didn't raise his head, his expression was as calm as ever, "So, you can't practice swordsmanship."