After reviving the deadly enemy

On the seventh day of June, a vision appeared in the sky.

Thunderclouds shrouded the entire city, and the day was like night.

In the afternoon, lightning struck frequently, with an unprecedented density. The long tongue of lightning tore apart pieces of the sky covered by dark clouds, as if something was about to wake up from a deep sleep.

"Crack!" "Boom!"

Thunder, big and small, fell, and some of them seemed to explode in the ears, like the roar of Yan Luo, who was urging him to die, which made people tremble with fear.

Just when the lightning flashed from multiple directions at the same time, and the thunder shook the earth, and the scene was like the end of the world, and screams were everywhere, in the high-end delivery room of a private hospital in the city center, a baby who was still loud amidst the thunder roared. Crying sounded.

The entire spiritual world was shaken, and people were quickly dispatched to investigate.

Seven days later, the cause of the vision was finally confirmed.

The Lord of the Holy Realm of Fengwu, who passed away with broken souls more than 1 years ago, reincarnated.

...

A month later, a manor villa in the eastern suburbs was full of people.

These people are all formally dressed and look like dogs, but there are a few of them. If you observe carefully, you will find that under their formal clothes, there are strange things such as fox fur and dead branches that are not well hidden.

In the luxurious baby room on the third floor, just out of confinement, Wen Man held the crying baby in her arms, looked at the crowd downstairs overflowing from the living room to the yard, and said sadly: "Can these people really have a solution?"

Qi Heng, the young president of the Qi Group, who had just become a father for the first time, put his arms around his wife's shoulders and comforted him, "Try any method, maybe it will work!"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his finger and poked the face of the baby in his wife's arms, and as expected, the baby cried louder, the whole little face turned purple, and the little hands clenched into fists. It seems to have a deep hatred with the whole world.

Wen Man was so angry that she slapped her husband, Yun said: "Don't tease him, I just cried a little softly!"

After reprimanding her husband, he lowered his head to coax his son, but he was so gentle and loving, but he still couldn't make the child stop.

Looking at this scene, Qi Heng sighed helplessly!

Other people's babies are all cute and amiable after birth, why is his son so hateful?

Other people's babies sleep when they are full, and can sleep twenty hours a day, but his babies are better, they can cry for twenty hours a day.

I will cry when I am full, I will cry when I wash for nothing, I will cry after changing into new clothes and diapers, and I will still cry when I lie in the arms of my sweet and sweet mother.

It would be understandable to say that he is sick and uncomfortable. A team of authoritative experts from home and abroad have been invited to check it. I don’t know how healthy this little thing is.

Qi Heng can also see that if he is not healthy, can he have such good energy and spirit to cry from day to night, from black to white?

As a husband's wife who loves confinement and can't sit at ease, every day she can't wait to stuff this little devil back into her mother's womb and remake it.

In the end, there was nothing left to do, and even superstition was brought up.

It's not that they are superstitious. It's mainly from the seventh day of his child's birth that strange people have been coming to recommend themselves, saying that they can help diagnose and treat the crying syndrome of the little thing.

At first Qi Heng didn't believe it, but later he decided to give it a try.

No, seeing the child crying for a whole month, Qi Heng simply posted a hero post, inviting capable people from all over the world, no matter what monks, priests, or quack doctors, as long as they are confident that they have the ability to cure this infant crying syndrome, feel free to come. Give it a try, whoever succeeds, the Qi family's remuneration will never be ambiguous.

Thus, there was a scene of overcrowding in the courtyard.

...

Mr. Qi only knew that many people had come, but he didn't know how many layers these people had been screened for.

The person in charge of the selection is the current official organization of the entire spiritual world - the Tiandao League.

It's not a trivial matter to confer the reincarnation of my Holy Master, how can cats and dogs come here and look around at the still baby Holy Lord?What if there are criminals among them, or villains and thieves from the Demon Realm want to harm the little Holy Master?

Therefore, screening is a must.

But no matter how strictly they control the screening, there is still no way to stop a thief from coming.

That is the devil leader and thief who caused the death of the Holy Master more than ten thousand years ago—the Taiyu Demon Lord Wu Qiong.

"What are you doing here!" Someone discovered Wu Qiong who somehow sneaked in.

Taiyu Demon Venerable was so magical back then that no one could touch him except the Holy Lord Fengwu. Although he has been sealed with seals by the Holy Lord Fengwu for ten thousand years, he can no longer cause trouble. But as long as he is not doing evil things, no one can restrict him wherever he wants to go.

Wu Qiong's expression was indifferent, and he didn't even bother to give a handout to the other party from the corner of his eyes.

He stepped forward, but more people found him and stopped him.

"Wu Qiong thief, this is not a place for you to run wild, get the hell out!"

"That's right, with me waiting, you don't want to harm the Holy Master a second time!"

"Everyone gather around and keep an eye on this guy, don't let him get close to the Holy Master."

In response to all calls, Wu Qiong was immediately surrounded.

He didn't feel annoyed, just smiled contemptuously, glanced at the flower gallery next to him, walked over to find a good place to sit down, hugged the glazed treasure box in his hand, and took out his mobile phone with the other hand to chat leisurely. Play the game.

The people around him looked at each other, and looked at the box Wu Qiong held in his arms, and recognized that it was a genuine Lingbao sold in the Lingshi store, not an evil thing.

What the hell is this big devil doing here?

...

From the first sunrise to the setting sun, the "capable people and strangers" present went upstairs one by one to treat the young master of the Qi family.

Qi Heng and his wife went from being skeptical at the beginning, to raising hope later, and finally failing to hope.

The young master who had just turned one month passed from the tired mother's arms to his father's arms to the nanny's arms, and finally lay down in the crib, still crying.

After wailing for a month, the little baby didn't cry badly, but also had a good voice!

Wen Man rubbed her forehead, she was still recovering exhausted after holding on for a whole day.

Qi Heng whispered to persuade her to go back to her room to rest, and leave it to him to deal with it.

Wen Man felt extremely helpless looking at the child, and let the nanny help her back to the room.

Qi Heng raised his hand to signal the butler to call the next one in.

He didn't listen to the butler's reply for a while, looked up, and saw the butler spread his hands with a wry smile on his face, and showed him the empty back.

I have already seen all of them, and no one has a diagnosis and treatment method.

Another busy day?

Boss Qi looked at his precious son and listened to his magic voice, feeling very tired.

He waved his hand at the butler: "Go and ask again, have you seen all of them, if so, pay the hard work fee, and send them away!"

The housekeeper looked at the master distressedly, and agreed to go.

Qi Heng got up and walked to the crib and quietly looked at the little thing who was crying "Wow" with his mouth open, and an impulse surged in his heart——

want to kneel.

Kneel down and beg this little ancestor, stop crying, okay?If you cry again, he will cry too!

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

...

In the courtyard, the housekeeper asked loudly who else hadn't gone up to help the young master with diagnosis and treatment.

I asked twice and no one answered.

It seems that there are no more, the butler shook his head in disappointment, and was about to send these people to the security room at the gate to collect their hard-earned money and leave, when someone responded loudly: "Me, and me, wait a minute, 5 minutes! "

The butler heard the sound and looked around, only to vaguely see a hand raised in the crowd and then put down again.

The butler was puzzled, and went down the steps towards the direction the man spoke.

The strange thing is that many people surrounded him not to let him go forward.

"What are you doing?" The housekeeper was very upset about this. This is the territory of the Qi family. What do these people want?

"Everyone spread out." Someone issued an order lightly.

The butler looked up and was very impressed with this man. He was the most outstanding and temperamental among these people. He was young but he was dignified, but his hairstyle was a bit out of the mainstream. up purple.

The most important thing is that when he treated the young master, he had a slight effect, at least it made the young master stop crying for two seconds.

At that time, he, the young master and the young madam were so surprised that their hearts almost jumped out, but unfortunately, two seconds later, the young master howled again, and after that, the young man with purple bangs showed his supernatural powers, and the young master refused to give him any face.

At this moment, Zi Liu Hai said something lightly, and the rest obediently moved out of the way.

While wondering why these people were still organized, the housekeeper looked into the gap where the crowd opened.

A young man with delicate features in a simple plain gown, holding something similar to a gift box in his arms, and holding a mobile phone in both hands, is fighting fiercely.When the breeze was blowing, he could still see a strange dark red mark on his left forehead.

The butler stepped closer and asked, "Did you speak just now?"

The young man was very focused, he kept manipulating his fingers, his eyes were fixed on the screen, and suddenly he clicked the fire button, and several gunshots of "bang bang bang" came from the phone, which scared the old housekeeper. Jump.

"It's him." Zi Liu Hai also walked up to the butler at some point, and suddenly came over without making a sound, which startled the butler again.

Zi Liuhai patted the butler's broad palm on the shoulder to help calm him down, and then reminded him kindly: "This person is not a good person."

The butler widened his eyes when he heard this, and looked at the young man sitting again.

Look... it's pretty serious.

Wu Qiong didn't seem to have heard what Zi Liu Hai said to him, he took the last head and successfully ate the chicken, then happily put away the phone, picked up the gift box and said to the housekeeper: "Okay, let's go!"

...

The heart is beating fast.

Wu Qiong knew that this was excitement.

Ten thousand years of time, ten thousand years of merit, for this moment.

He has always been a man who always seeks revenge, and he will go to trouble for anyone who owes him, let alone someone who owes him.

Little thing, just wait and suffer!

This excitement was a bit too much, except for the sweaty palms, Wu Qiong felt that the two arms holding the gift were trembling uncontrollably.

Qi Heng sat on the side of the crib with his forehead propped up, carefully observing his son's trembling eyelashes and the little tongue that stretched and retracted in his mouth when he cried.

Never mind, it's quite interesting.

The door rang, and the butler walked in first.

Qi Heng saw two young people following behind him, one was a young man dressed like an ancient man, followed by Zi Liu Hai who had come in once before.

Just as he was about to say hello politely, he suddenly froze.

Turning his head to look at the crib next to him in a daze, the little Qi Lie inside stopped crying as if he had sensed something, his small eyes looked at the crib without focus, and his little hands and feet dangled unconsciously by his side pedaling.

Wu Qiong walked towards the crib step by step, completely ignoring Zi Liuhai, who was quietly accumulating strength beside him and was ready to attack him at any time.

He stopped three meters away from the bed.

Little children have never seen a full moon so close.

It turned out to be... just a little bit?