The long sky of Qingming

Yi Yao sniffed, tears had quickly accumulated in his eyes, and his voice was trembling: "I'm afraid..."

Lin Tao frowned suddenly, the black line disappeared, and he turned and left: "I'm so annoying! Shut up."

If time can be turned back, Lin Tao will never bring back this bastard who can only cry for the second time. He knows that crying and crying makes people's brain hurt all day long. In addition, Lin Tao is gone now. The patience he had at the beginning, when he saw that the boy was about to start again, a cloud of black mist formed from his fingertips impatiently covered Yi Yao's mouth, and now he was finally able to be quiet for a while.

Seeing Yiyao panicking to catch the cloud of black mist, but the chubby hand went straight through the black mist and couldn't touch it at all, Lin Tao's mood suddenly improved, and he patted it like a cat and a dog. Yi Yao's face sneered, "Do you think I've been a vegetarian for so many years? Just wait for me, and if you cry again, I'll throw you out."

This sentence has great lethality for Yiyao, he can't help shrinking his neck, and forcefully held back his tears, his face, which has not faded from the baby fat, is wrinkled, obviously Trying very hard to control his expression, Lin Tao let out a chuckle: "I don't care if you are pretending to be stupid or really amnesia, even if you are in your heyday, if you fall into the hands of this deity, you still can't make any waves. If you dare not Be obedient, I can do whatever I want to you, understand? There are not many other things in this demon realm, but torture is full of tricks, and I don’t mind trying it on you.”

Yi Yao was also very curious, since Lin Tao recognized him, what did he bring him back for?

His palms hidden in his sleeves clenched a bit. It was fine when he was trying not to cry, but now he probably forgot about it, and was dazed by Lin Tao's long words, his expression was blank Looking at him intently, he blew a snot bubble with a "poof".

Lin Tao: "..."

And he didn't understand a word...

Lin Tao suddenly felt that he was really boring. This idiot can understand a fart, and suddenly lost interest, pinching the flesh on Yi Yao's face and said: "I'm waiting for you to give me the Luoshen Sword, don't died prematurely."

Yi Yao was very dissatisfied with Lin Tao's habit of pinching his face at every turn, wrinkled his face and struggled for a while, but failed to get rid of Lord Mojun's clutches, so he sniffed, bit his lower lip and looked at Lin Tao's face pitifully.

Lin Tao frowned and stared at him. He felt irritated by his aggrieved eyes, and withdrew his hand with disgust on his face: "You just had a runny nose just now, and if you inhale like this again, will you have to eat it?" ? Dirty, stay away from me."

"Oh."

Aggrieved, Yi Yao took a step back, shrunk his neck and stood there with a pitiful look of being abandoned. Unfortunately, Lin Tao showed no pity at all. He went straight to the outside of the Demon King's Hall, and touched a point in his long and vague memory. Shadows of old times.

The current Yiyao is only at the age when he was in Qing Mingzong. He is like a little beast who has just arrived in a strange land. He is cautious about everything he sees. He had to follow everywhere, clutching his sleeve tightly and refusing to let go.It's similar to his current situation in the Demon King's Palace, except that the Qing Mingzong was a peach blossom garden where he lived and lived, and this place was a dangerous den of tigers and wolves. A cub like Yiyao would sooner or later be eaten to the bone left.

Lin Tao stopped, and when he turned around, he saw the annoying spirit standing there nervously. He quickly smiled in surprise when he saw Lin Tao's gaze, then lowered his head in fear as if remembering something, and stared at his own face. His toes stopped moving, and he looked very pitiful with his head buried.

Lin Tao frowned and scolded angrily, "Get over here."

The suddenly fierce Yiyao was full of grievances, and when he looked up, he saw Lin Tao's impatient gaze, and was so frightened that he pursed his lips and dared not move at all.

Lin Tao was so angry at his cowardly appearance, he walked towards Yiyao angrily, picked up his collar, and walked out cursingly: "What's wrong, holding me for a while and hugging me for a while is a fucking debt to me in my previous life." Is it yours? You are used to it! If you dare to cry again in a while, I will pack you up and throw you out, and you will die!"

The cursing tone made Yi Yao a little stunned. How long has it been since he heard Lin Tao's voice?

The senior brother became famous at a young age, unrestrained and flamboyant, he will always look like "hating iron but not steel" to his seniors, except for Yiyao, the junior junior brother of Qing Mingzong is almost the favorite of the sect, saying yes It's no exaggeration to grow up in a honeypot, so Lu Jingzong has always been curious about how Yiyao developed such a cold personality.

Because Yiyao had something on his mind, he had no time to make trouble anymore, Lin Taozheng was surprised, only to find that this annoying spirit had already fallen asleep.

Lin Tao: "...Little bastard!"

Lord Mojun is not the elder brother of Qing Mingzong, he has no patience for taking care of little ghosts, so he casually threw him to a demon attendant, Yiyao was almost not smothered by the stench of demonic energy, but Lin Tao Noticing anything unusual, he turned around and went back to his room, finally getting clean.

Dreams have always been mysterious and mysterious, probably because Yi Yao was annoyed by crying today, Lin Tao always felt a distant and clear crying sound coming from his ears, he frowned impatiently, and looked down at the boy who was sitting on the ground The kid who cried into a ball felt as irritable as ten thousand pussy cats, and looked at the kid as if he wanted to eat people: "Shut up!"

When Yiyao was brought back to Qing Mingzong, he was at the age that even a dog could dislike. When he heard such a fierce sentence, he choked up a bit, and then burst into a louder cry: "Wow——"

Ahhhhh!

Lin Tao lost his patience, so he moved his hands directly, ready to block the kid's mouth with a flick of his fingertips, but this place was hit by some kind of evil, and he wanted to fight against Lin Tao everywhere, a generation of demon kings, his spirit The power is gone!

The fingertips were as thin as joking spiritual light flashed, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Master Mozun raised his eyebrows, and suddenly understood where it was, and all the boredom and irritability disappeared in a flash.

"Oh my little ancestor, don't cry, I'll give you my life, okay?! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A [-] or [-]-year-old boy anxiously circled around the little devil, scratching his heart and liver in pain, his appearance was very similar to Lin Tao, he was a young version of beauty.

It's a pity that the little boy is very pure in heart, and doesn't understand what beauty is. He cried more and more sadly, with a loud and clear voice, as if he wanted to cover a hundred miles around with a loud voice, Lin Tao, a young man, grabbed a handful of hair impatiently, "歘" pulled out the sword from his waist, aggressively: "Say! Who bullied you!"

Yi Yao opened his big eyes, tears covered his small face, but he stopped crying when he heard this, he choked up a sob, feeling extremely wronged: "Senior Brother Lu."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense!" A boy of about the same age jumped out from the bushes. He didn't know how long he had been squatting there, and he jumped out when he heard Yi Yao say this: "When did I bully you? Little Bastard, that's obviously you..."

"Why didn't you bully?" Lin Tao looked at Lu Jingzong with a sneer: "You didn't see him crying like this? As soon as I saw the wound on Yiyao's body, I knew it was you who did it, get over here!"

"I don't!" Lu Jingzong's neck swelled, and he stretched out his little finger angrily to pinch out a little bit: "He just had such a big cut, and no blood was seen, so it's called injury? Are you fucking blind? ! Why should I go there, I won't go ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The young man didn't care whether Lu Jingzong was wronged or not, he could stop the little ancestor from crying, and when it was time to do something, he would never hesitate to draw out his sword and chase and kill Lu Jingzong.

Lin Tao stood on the side indifferently, and suddenly felt that the two teenagers' fights were extremely boring. It was rare for him to have a little patience, and he knelt down to look at the tear-stained brat, and cursed in a low voice: "Little bastard!" .”

The little bastard couldn't hear his voice, his dark eyes looked at the young man who was fighting, he burst out laughing, and blew a snot bubble with a soft "pop".

Lin Tao who was close to him: "..."

He suddenly felt that the demon this time was really fucking fucked up, and a black mist suddenly gushed out of his body, drowning out all voices in an instant.

Lin Tao opened his eyes, the strange pupils were soaked with cold blood, and the lights above the dark hall lit up with a puff, he rubbed the center of his brows wearily, the blood on his clothes faded slowly, and he could vaguely hear the sound coming from outside. A shrill cry came.

Lin Tao: "..."

Finally knowing why he had such a plague-stricken dream, he anxiously picked up the coat beside the bed, wrapped it around him casually, and walked out: "What's going on?"

Among the Mozu, the Meizu is the weakest and the most docile, that's why Lin Tao took such trouble to pick Mengsheng to take care of Yiyao, but even Mengsheng didn't dare to treat this "Lichen Sword Master" Descendants", children who are of great use to Lord Mozun have any transcendence, let alone directly control them with enchantment.

Today, Mengsheng was trembling after escaping in the Demon Lord's Palace, but now that the Demon Lord was woken up, she felt that she might die without a whole body, so she knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me, it's my subordinate!" Incompetent, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Lin Tao ignored him. He knew Yiyao's combat power very well. At the beginning, no one in Qing Mingzong could cure him.

Lin Tao came to Yiyao's room, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw the doll sitting on the bed crying heartbroken, surrounded by four or five helpless succubi, seeing Lin Tao coming, they all knelt down salute.

"Go down."

The doll on the bed didn't seem to know that someone was coming, she was crying so hard that her voice was already hoarse, Lin Tao frowned and walked towards the bed.

Generally speaking, most of the children who cry and howl are thunderous and rainy, but Yiyao is different. Not only does he cry so loudly that he seems to have practiced the secret method of insanity, but his tear glands are so developed that he seems to be filled with water.

When Lin Tao came over, Yiyao was crying out of breath, his eyes were blurred by tears, and he didn't respond when he saw Yiyao coming over, crying on the bed with a hoarse voice, the little baby carved in powder and jade was crying A tearful man, sitting there with a lack of energy but a face full of refusal.

A hundred years of time has covered the memory with a layer of water vapor, and it is impossible to see what it looks like inside. Lin Tao couldn't remember for a while whether he had seen Yi Yao cry to such an extent, and subconsciously reached out and touched Yi Yao's face , but was startled by the cold temperature on his face.

"what happened?"

Lin Tao frowned, and finally realized something was wrong. He touched Yi Yao's forehead, but his expression suddenly became gloomy.

Lin Tao knew that Yiyao's death and sealing of Tian Lie made him a broken soul, but at least it would not cause any serious problems, but now it is already crumbling, and it only needs a little external impact to completely dissipate it.

But Yiyao obviously couldn't hear Lin Tao's words, he was crying unconsciously, Lin Tao's face was gloomy, and he reached out his hand to Yiyao's forehead, the two's robes moved without wind, and invisible power flowed from Lin Tao's body It was continuously conveyed into Yiyao's sea of ​​consciousness, and Lin Tao's face also turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yiyao's crying gradually subsided, and after about a stick of incense, Lin Tao finally let go of him, and at the same time he staggered a bit. Restoring the soul is not an easy task, even the devil does not. In any way, he can only temporarily stabilize Yiyao's situation, which is equivalent to using his own soul to thread a needle to temporarily mend Yiyao's scattered soul. Judging from the current situation, if this problem cannot be solved within three days, I'm afraid Yiyao is really going to lose his soul!

He looked at Yiyao who had fallen asleep with a gloomy face. When he brought Yiyao back, the man's soul was only damaged, but it never reached the point of dissipating. he died?

Lin Tao thought it was ridiculous, the majestic Sword Master Lichen couldn't even resist the attack of demonic energy. Are human monks already so weak?

A thick blood suddenly flashed in Lin Tao's eyes, he frowned suddenly, the blood spread from his chest, he cursed in a low voice, glanced at Yiyao who was lying unconscious on the bed, and raised his hand in front of him A barrier fell on his body, and in the next moment, Lin Tao's body was instantly soaked in blood. Lin Tao's knees softened and he fell down, but a thick black mist surged out of him, sweeping away like a huge wave centered on him, engulfing him in an instant The entire room disappeared without a trace. Only the barrier on Yiyao's body emitted a faint light, protecting him from lying in a black mist safe and sound.

The light was as inconspicuous as the glow of a firefly, and even flickered and flickered to see that it would be completely extinguished in the next second, but it did not go out after all, and in this kind of flickering, the child lying inside slowly opened his eyes. Eyes opened.