She became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 77 Sorry, He Was Wrong
After Jiang Tong asked this, he regretted it.

I can't wait to give myself two slaps.

When she asked this kind of question, not only did she not have the intention of probing, but on the contrary, there were so many embarrassing things that she smashed her toenails.

Especially after everyone thought that she had hidden Xiao Yun's fruit photos and double cultivation methods.

To have a dream is to lose my mind.

How could she forget this one.

Jiang Tong shrugged his shoulders and slowly lowered his head, trying to disappear in place.

Xiao Yun was stunned by the question, and something unclear flashed in his eyes.

In addition to the sound of wind and the smell of bamboo, there are also different smells in the air.

Just when Jiang Tong thought that Xiao Yun would not answer her stupid question, he calmly said a word.

"Have."

Jiang Tong trembled, and his ears immediately pricked up.

Oh, good guy, there really are!
Xiao Yun really has someone he likes!

After getting the exact answer, Jiang Tong felt even more uncomfortable.

"Then... why haven't you mentioned it before?" Jiang Tong smiled, inexplicably sad.

Xiao Yun is still calm and breezy, without any flaws on his face, but his eyes are more serious and serious: "Since it is the love in my heart, why should I always talk about it?"

amount……

Although the logic is smooth, it is still a little weird.

Well, it is still in line with Xiao Yun's usual language habits.

"But brother, since you have someone you like, you should also express your pursuit, otherwise, how will the girl know that you like her? If you take her back to Jingzhou, my father will be very happy." Jiang Tong couldn't say anything bad about Xiao Yun. if.

If he has someone he likes, then what she, the younger sister who has been taken care of by him for so many years, should do best is not to bless her.

"I did everything I had to say and do. It's because she didn't understand." When Xiao Yun said this, his eyelids lifted lazily, and he looked at Jiang Tong very naturally.

Jiang Tong's heart skipped a beat.

"But don't worry, she's still young." Xiao Yun added.

Small?
Jiang Tong was thinking about the seniors and sisters who had met Xiao Yun in various sessions on Xuanqi Mountain.

Who is it?
But one thing that can be assured is that Xiao Mi'er is excluded. She is twenty years old this year, and she is three years older than Xiao Yun.

"What are you thinking about again?" Xiao Yun felt inexplicably relieved when he saw the colorful expressions on Jiang Tong's face.

She finally knows how to care about him?
Although these questions were stupid, they were very cute, and he was willing to answer them.

"No, hehe, no." Jiang Tong hurriedly grabbed the pen and wrote silently.

I don't want to continue this topic anymore.

But Xiao Yun didn't mean to let her go, and carried which pot was left open.

"You're still young, the most important thing is to practice down-to-earth." Xiao Yun said suddenly.

Jiang Tong hummed in response.

Xiao Yun said again: "With your talent and cultivation base, if you practice diligently in the future, you can reach unprecedented heights, so don't try to take shortcuts."

Jiang Tong blinked, unable to understand.

What shortcut did she take.

"The method of double cultivation...is not suitable for you, you are too young, don't look at these things." Xiao Yun clenched his right hand around his mouth, and looked out of the green window unnaturally.

"No, I didn't think about it..." Jiang Tong didn't know how to explain for a moment, and the more he said, the more complicated it became.

And she didn't want to discuss the issue of double cultivation in front of Xiao Yun.

Embarrassed, she wanted to roll her face into the ink tray.

Jiang Tong gave up struggling and thought of giving up on life.

So be it.

Whatever he says or thinks.

Jiang Tong chose to shut up and lowered his head to copy the door rules.

Xiao Yun also realized that his words were flawed, so he took out another clean rice paper without saying a word, dipped in a pen, and copied it with ease.

Jiang Tong raised his head unexpectedly: "Brother, didn't you write the two copies for me?"

Why is he still writing.

"That handwriting is inappropriate." Xiao Yun didn't look up, and his pen was full of wind.

Jiang Tong was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of her pink lips slowly curved up.

He was just writing for her.

Also said so high-sounding.

From childhood to adulthood, what Xiao Yun did the most was duplicity.

Jiang Tong didn't poke him, and buried himself in writing again stroke by stroke.

This time my heart was inexplicably settled.

The two of them are separated by the table, although they don't speak, but they have a good understanding. In the room, only the rustling of the brush and the crisp birdsong in the forest can be heard.

But the harmonious time did not last too long.

Two hours later, Jiang Tong put down his pen and stretched, but his eyes suddenly went dark.

Jiang Tong didn't care, and picked up the pen again.

But he couldn't read the words on the paper clearly, and even his nose was itchy.

Then warm blood dripped onto the paper.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

gradually in clusters.

Jiang Tong wiped it carelessly and froze.

"Come on, get angry?"

Xiao Yun copied seriously, and raised his eyes when he heard her voice.

Jiang Tong was dripping with nosebleeds.

The two eyes are hollow and have no focal length, and the black pupils are still expanding.

"Jiang Suisui!" Xiao Yun subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled her arm up, raising it above his head.

Jiang Tong raised his head cooperatively.

Xiao Yun pinched her wrist, and the spiritual energy injected into her body.

Fushun, who got his pure spiritual energy, Jiang Tong's nosebleed finally stopped.

The eyes also gradually turned from black to green, and finally returned to normal.

"It's okay, brother, I might be a little angry." Jiang Tong couldn't think of other reasons.

Xiao Yun didn't say a word, but stared at her closely.

The more Jiang Tong grew up, the more things in his blood that were different from the human race were exposed.

The appetite is different from ordinary people, the strength is amazing, the speed of cultivation and understanding are extremely high.

And when he saw her turn her eyes white, probably...some kind of power is also awakening.

As well as the sudden unstoppable nosebleed and darkness.

He was wrong.

It's really wrong.

Back then, he shouldn't have taken her away from the spirit world stubbornly in a flash of anger.

She doesn't belong here.

Even if she grows up among people, no matter how human she looks, she is not human after all.

When I was young, I couldn't see anything, but now it is very obvious.

Maybe in the future, in the future, she won't even be able to survive in Kyushu, and can only be forced to return to the spirit world.

Just like his mother Mu Qing.

Jiang Suisui...would he also go on the same path?

For the first time, there was a crack in Xiao Yun's frozen heart.

For the first time, I questioned whether my decision was wrong.

"I'm sorry." Xiao Yun's voice was low and cold, and he squeezed Jiang Tong's hand tightly.

Jiang Tong took a handkerchief with the other free hand and wiped off the blood on her face. When she heard Xiao Yun's apology suddenly, she was so scared that she dropped the handkerchief.

"Yes, I'm sorry?" Jiang Tong's tongue was tied, and he held Xiao Yun's big hand worriedly, rubbing it repeatedly, "Brother, are you sick?"

Otherwise, why would he suddenly apologize.

Or do you say that you have practiced to the point of becoming obsessed.

"Well, I'm sorry." Xiao Yun repeated.

He has never been a person who can hide and hide. There are only two things that have been on his mind for many years, and one of them is Jiang Tong.

"Why do you say I'm sorry, I don't want to hear that." Jiang Tong panicked.

Xiao Yun could scold her however he wanted, but such a polite apology could easily be misunderstood.

Xiao Yun pursed his lips and said nothing.

Once again Jiang Tong's heart was full of deep anxiety, and the dream once again surfaced in front of his eyes.

"Brother, if one day I become neither human nor demon, will you abandon me?"

(End of this chapter)