[No CP] Monster Race Growth Daily

Bu Shengyao was perplexed: "What else?"

Whether it's grandma or Yue Ling Mojun, there seems to be a tacit understanding between them. In a very short period of time, they understood each other's meaning.

Yue Ling: "Since that's what you mean..."

Grandma was silent for a while, looking out of the window with peaceful eyes, as if seeing someone through the sunlight outside the window.When she turned her head again, as if she had made up her mind, she waved to Bu Shengyao: "Come here."

Bu Shengyao looked at Demon Lord Yue Ling, only to get a nod from Demon Lord Yue Ling.He was still a little dazed, but he had guessed that something might have happened.

Bu Shengyao walked forward obediently, and grandma took his hand.There is still a rope that grandma gave him on that wrist, and the colorful little stones are very beautiful.

Grandma said: "This rope is my wish. I hope that Liang Sheng can grow up well, get married and start a career. But until the end, Liang Sheng didn't have a chance to take it. Now that I gave it to you, you must be well, just treat it as a rope. Fulfill the old man's wish."

Grandma let go of Bu Shengyao's hand, and then stroked the fur of the fur ball in her arms. Ci Tuan'er's small cry made people sad.

But grandma seemed to have abandoned the shackles of the world, and her smile was a little relieved. She murmured: "Life is like a big dream, and suddenly there is no way out—Liang Sheng..."

The rope in Bu Shengyao's hand shone with fragments of light, and grandma's voice became smaller and smaller, and returned to nothingness after a few breaths.

She is dead.

Ci Tuan'er wailed and cried, Yue Ling said: "Don't you want to take a human form and take a look at her? No one will laugh at you here, just be the fate in front of you."

Ci Tuan'er jumped off the person who was still alive a few minutes ago, and disappeared without a sound when it landed.

Yue Ling shook his head: "It's been many years, but I still can't learn to face these things head-on. And you—"

Bu Shengyao was looking at grandma in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, and then pulled out of his own world by the words that obviously called him.

He looked suspiciously at the person who called him.

Yue Ling: "This time the matter about you should be considered over. Are you playing around in the Demon Realm, or are you heading home now?"

Bu Shengyao didn't answer immediately, he said: "Actually, I have already had a feeling that you all seem to know what I want to collect, but I don't. So is it the same this time? The entrusted you Who is the elder?"

Yue Ling looked at him with an extremely complicated expression, but it was a very gentle expression without any offensive power.In the end, he didn't say anything practical, just rubbed the top of his hair: "Even if you seem to grow up, you are still a child now. Don't grow up so fast, you will lose a lot of fun."

Bu Shengyao was annoyed, and opened his hand: "Am I growing up fast? I have been waiting for hundreds of years, and my actual age is not younger than you, at least not too much younger, don't underestimate it." me."

Yue Ling: "How can I underestimate you, so let's stay in the Demon Realm for a while, and always have fun when you come here once in a while."

Things like scars will ooze and worsen if they are left alone, but at a certain time, it seems that if they are torn apart, they will heal faster.

Just like that past event, now it is just a story.

It is there, neither flamboyant nor dynamic, like fragments in the ashes, and the wind blows a little, and it will be scattered for thousands of miles.

Then new life will grow out of the ashes.

Yue Ling looked at the young man who was walking fast in front, and vigorously rubbed the porcelain ball that was in his arms again: "Even the porcelain ball is like this."

Ci Tuan'er meowed, as if she couldn't understand anything.

That day, when he was covered in mud and blood, crying in embarrassment while hugging Ji Fengchen, that adult stretched out his hand to him.

People who were killed by the secret method of the ghost clan have lost their souls, and there is no way to talk about the next life.So in this world, the soul that belonged to Ji Fengchen really doesn't exist anymore.

But the grown-up said to him—

"I can think of a way to keep your friend's soul alive, but I'm not sure what he will be in the next life. See how deep your fate is, and will you... find him again."

Yue Ling shook the white dumpling in his hand in distress: "Really, I shouldn't go to you anymore, seeing how fat you are now, I can't bear to admit that you are the person I know. It’s better for you to fend for yourself outside.”

"Meow meow meow!!!"

"Okay, just to tease you, why do you believe in everything, what will you do if you are kidnapped in the future?"

"Meow--!"

"Tsk, don't run away."

Fortunately, 300 years after the end of the war, Yue Ling found the afterlife of that soul in the Demon Realm.

A irascible Void Behemoth that is said to enjoy playing tricks on its opponents.

But when they get along with each other, they find that it's just that this cat-like guy can't bear to kill living beings.

It is also very cute to pick up and raise at home.

"Let's go, what do you want to do today, hold a fur ball with you or bask in the sun together? It seems that you are not in a good mood, or let's go to the human world to soak in hot springs."

The author has something to say:

The shortness of this piece is mainly because it's just a closing...

Absolutely, definitely not because I'm lazy, after all, it's still very early for you to see the update time.

So how did you feel after writing this story?

Everyone has such a period or several periods in the past. The strong emotions at that time, whether love or hate, joy, anger or melancholy are all from the past.

Just like the title I gave it, the ashes are scattered, and everything is immortal.

In fact, it is simple, just one sentence, people, always look forward, right?

In other words, my intention is not to cook chicken soup, really, trust me.

Because of the small number of words, the small theater this time should be longer.

The second little-known story——

During this time, A Yao fell in love with playing in the snow.Even if it is hard to resist the cold, this child will go out to play as hard as he can.

However, once he goes out, it is easy to cause a consequence.

Just sick.

It doesn't matter if you have a cold or a fever, these are all normal consequences.

The old butler was so worried about this, he and his young master were just staging a scene of hiding and chasing each other at home every day.

Another successful escape, Bu Shengyao slammed the door of Mo Qiyun's house: "Come out, come out, let's go skating!"

Mo Qiyun happily agreed: "Boss, wait for me! I'll go and pack my skiing equipment right away!"

It was rare for Bu Shengyao to wait patiently for his little friend's teasing.

As a result, Mo Qiyun asked him at the end of the pack: "Boss, didn't you take anything?"

Bu Shengyao concealed that he escaped, so how could he bring those cumbersome things with him.He said vaguely: "No..."

Mo Qiyun: "Oh, that's it, that's just right, I just called your housekeeper, and he said it will be delivered to you in a while."

Bu Shengyao: "!!!"

After enduring and enduring, Bu Shengyao still couldn't hold back, and beat Mo Qiyun into pieces: "Natural black is the scariest thing!"

The old butler appeared behind him, with a serious expression on his face: "Young master, I have already informed Master Lanqiao, and Master Lanqiao has made an appointment for you to have a physical examination tomorrow."

Bu Shengyao: "..." Oh no, maybe we won't be able to see the sun the day after tomorrow.My life is over.