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"Are you crying?" Wang Xiaoming asked Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi narrowed his eyes: "Are you dreaming?"

"You are crying." Wang Xiaoming approached him with a smile.

Ever since they got acquainted, Wang Xiaoming often teased him like this unscrupulously, but for the first time in history, Zhong Yi backed away and avoided him.

Wang Xiaoming was taken aback.

Zhong Yi also seemed to feel that his behavior was a bit abrupt, so he glanced at Wang Xiaoming unnaturally.

"You are blushing." Wang Xiaoming said decisively, "You really cried."

"Who is crying?" Zhong Yi became annoyed, "Talking nonsense..."

"Just hit me." Wang Xiaoming rolled his eyes: "Can you be more creative?"

Threatening him with this sentence several times every day, but almost no time to actually beat him.

Zhong Yi was robbed by him so quickly, Wang Xiaoming thought that he must be angry again, but he was just taken aback, turned his head and said nothing.

"If you didn't cry, why are you blushing?" Wang Xiaoming insisted, "Aha! Then I hit the mark, you really have a drawbridge effect with me? Are you in love with me? Are you secretly in love with me? Are you shy?"

Zhong Yi turned his head abruptly, clamped Wang Xiaoming's face, and quickly pressed on Wang Xiaoming's pouting lips with a face of anger——

took a bite.

Wang Xiaoming groaned in pain.

This man has dog teeth!Bite so hard!Must be bleeding! !

Moreover, Zhong Yi did not let go of his hand, looked at Wang Xiaoming for a while with an uncertain expression, and suddenly sneered.

"Crush you?" he whispered.

As soon as Wang Xiaoming saw Zhong Yi's sneer, his hands went numb, and before he could speak, Zhong Yi suddenly moved closer to him, nose to nose.

Then he stuck out his tongue and licked the wound bitten out by himself just now, in an almost gentle way.

"I'm not secretly in love, Wang Xiaoming." Zhong Yi's tongue brushed the corner of his mouth: "Do you understand?"

Wang Xiaoming suddenly felt that it wasn't just his hands that were numb...

"Does it hurt?" Zhong Yi asked him in a deep voice.

... being licked back and forth by you, I have long forgotten what pain feels like.

Wang Xiaoming said in a daze, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Really?" Zhong Yi frowned: "It doesn't hurt after being stabbed?"

Wang Xiaoming narrowed his eyes: "Um...um...?"

"Also... it doesn't hurt anymore to separate Pixiu's eye from the flesh and blood?" Zhong Yi said, stretching out his hand and slowly groping down his collarbone until the edge of the wound...

"Ah——!!!!" Wang Xiaoming screamed and opened his eyes.

"Dabao!" A female voice called him anxiously: "Dabao! Does it hurt?"

Wang Xiaoming was sweating profusely, and opened his eyes: "...Mom?"

Let me go, was he dreaming just now? ? ? ?

Wang Xiaoming's mother, Li Mingyue, saw her son finally woke up, and quickly said, "That's great, Dabao, you still recognize your mother!"

Wang Xiaoming: "... Mom, I don't have amnesia."

He turned to look: "Is this a hospital?"

Eyes full of white.

A nurse-like person was changing his dressing. He probably woke up from the pain because he touched his wound just now.

"Mom, why are you back?" Wang Xiaoming turned to look again: "Where is Grandpa?"

"Look for your grandpa as soon as you open your eyes!" Comrade Li Mingyue was a little jealous. Her two sons had kissed their grandpa since they were young. They were obviously born in her stomach, but they were all attached to grandpa.

"He went home to cook porridge for you, saying that the hospital food is not fine." Li Mingyue touched his face: "Father and younger brother have to ask for leave before they can come back, and they will arrive in the afternoon."

After changing the medicine, the nurse coughed, packed her things and went out.

At this moment, Wang Dazhuang walked in with a stainless steel lunch box: "Dabao, it's time to eat."

"Hey, mom." Li Mingyue said quickly.

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

"Oh, he hurt his stomach, not a broken hand." Wang Dazhuang said, "Dabao is not a child."

Li Mingyue said: "Father, how can you say that, Dabao is my son, I miss him every day when he is not around, now my heart is seriously injured, I am a mother..."

Wang Dazhuang: "Hurry up, Dabao opens his mouth.

Wang Xiaoming: "Ah——Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

"What's wrong?" Li Mingyue hurriedly held Wang Xiaoming's face and looked at it: "Look, mom... Hey, why is there a wound on your lip?"

Wang Xiaoming: "...Huh?!"

"Did you learn badly?" Wang Zhengzhong seriously interrogated his son.

Wang Xiaoming said, "...No, Dad."

"Then how could you be injured in a fight??" Wang Zhengzhong didn't believe it: "Have you made bad friends? How dare you use a knife? Do you think you can indulge yourself without your parents around? What was your dream of being a scientist? Xiao Ming!"

Wang Xiaoming: "No, Dad."

"Brother doesn't know how to fight." Wang Xiaohua sat on the edge of Wang Xiaoming's hospital bed and said with a smile: "Two-dimensional fighting has neither summoned beasts nor mechs. It's too weak, and my brother doesn't like it."

"I told you not to be superstitious about feudalism!" Wang Zhengzhong said, "Xiao Bao! You are the same! Don't think I don't know, you and those Spanish gangsters formed an illegal small group..."

"That's a band! Dad!" Wang Xiaohua said.

"Dressing nonsensically all day long, Xiaobao, you're a man who still puts on makeup every day, what do you mean?"

"I don't wear makeup, it's maintenance, Mom knows it! Call me Louie! Dad!"

Wang Dazhuang said: "In China, you should not call yourself a foreign name."

Wang Xiaohua said: "Grandpa! I have grown up!"

"Okay, but you can also play nicely, what is the name of the big guy..."

"Louis!"

"The old man can't remember."

"Anyway, no." Wang Zhengzhong said, "I didn't study well once I graduated, and I ended up fighting half my life. You should go back to the United States with me, and I will discipline you personally, or you will have to drive in the middle of the night next time."

Wang Xiaoming said: "Dad! I didn't fight!"

"What's the matter with the stomach injury? They're all infected."

"That's the bad guy." Wang Xiaoming said.

"You are weak." Li Mingyue persuaded him: "Why don't mom stay with you for a year or so and make it up for you."

"I'm in good health." Wang Xiaoming was depressed.

"Then why is it so weak? The doctor said that your wound didn't hurt any internal organs, but you were admitted to the emergency ward. Grandpa even signed the critical illness notice. Mom was scared to death, Dabao..."

Wang Dazhuang said: "It's not that Dabao's body is weak, it's because he took out the pixiu eyes himself, and he couldn't bear it for a while."

Wang Xiaoming nodded.

Wang Dazhuang gave them another science popularization: "The Pixiu eyes almost grew together with him before, and it hurts enough to bald a layer of skin from the hands, let alone picking out such a thing... And the eyeballs of the beast, that is to say If you want it, do you just throw it away? This is a taboo, so Dabao almost didn't slow down."

Wang Zhengzhong said: "Father, I have already said not to indoctrinate Dabao with superstitious ideas. Pixiu is a fictional animal and does not exist."

Wang Dazhuang said: "Who says it doesn't exist? Dabao even ate a pair of eyes before!"

"That must be the hallucination that he was seriously injured." Wang Zhengzhong pushed his glasses: "This can be explained, once the brain waves are disordered..."

"Don't make those things with me." Wang Dazhuang waved his hand: "Okay, you all stop arguing, this time Dabao came back with his life, and it's also a good time to burn incense."

Wang Zhengzhong still wanted to talk, but Wang Dazhuang glared, and walked out of the sky garden of the hospital for a walk, Wang Zhengzhong had no choice but to follow.

At night, Wang Xiaohua clamored to accompany the bed, but was coaxed back by Wang Dazhuang. The old man rented a folding bed in the hospital to accompany his grandson himself.

Wang Xiaoming must have been in a coma for a long time and couldn't fall asleep: "Grandpa."

Wang Dazhuang snores.

"grandfather……"

snore.

"Grandpa~"

snore.

"Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa."

Wang Dazhuang opened one eye: "Why?"

"What happened later?" Wang Xiaoming said, "The demon-locking tower that you got me back really opened and other people are alright????"

Wang Dazhuang said: "No one died, you almost. I will beat you when you recover."

Suddenly hearing the familiar words, Wang Xiaoming's eyes suddenly turned sore.

"Does that prove that I succeeded?" Wang Xiaoming slowly covered his head with a quilt: "You said that you can only come out after restarting the five seals."

Wang Dazhuang hummed.

In fact, what Wang Xiaoming said was right, and even at that time he was right to use the Pixiu Eye instead of the Mirror Demon to restart the three-layer seal.

Because of the hierarchy system of the Demon Locking Tower, the seal on the third floor is harder to deal with than the bottom one. As a guardian beast, the turtle ghost spirit can reset the bottom seal, but it cannot touch the third floor.

What's more, there is only one turtle ghost in the demon lock tower.

The maze where Shen Tian is located is unpredictable, and it is even more difficult to find Shen Tian who is constantly wandering and the mirror demon who does not know where in such a short period of time.

But everyone in Wang Dazhuang thought it was the only way at that time—except for the mirror demon, who else could find something of sufficient weight in the lock demon tower to put it on the third floor?

But the old men didn't expect that the four young men who came in rashly had much better equipment than they thought.

Not only did he bring in a divine beast that discerns all things, but Wang Xiaoming also had a pair of brave eyes on his body.

Wang Dazhuang sighed in his heart.

When Zhong Yi rushed down with Wang Xiaoming in his arms, seeing his grandson's half-dead appearance, Wang Dazhuang's heart ached to death.

Who knew Wang Xiaoming was so good at tossing around?

He actually got something from the divine beast, so he took it when he took it, he actually absorbed it, he absorbed it when he absorbed it, and this time he took it out alive again.

To be honest, at that time Wang Dazhuang was not sure whether Wang Xiaoming could survive by doing so.

but……

Suppose, if, if, he knew that Wang Xiaoming had a Pixiu eye that could be placed on the third floor, what would he do?

Is it to quickly separate Pixiu Eye, restart the third seal, let everyone escape, and then rescue Wang Xiaoming?

Or should he resolutely not let his grandson go and find the mirror demon in the maze, even though it may take an unknown amount of time, unable to keep up with the speed of the fire of karma, and everyone will die in the lock demon tower in the end?

In the eyes of others, this seems to be an inequality-sacrificing Wang Xiaoming, everyone can survive, and Wang Xiaoming still has a chance to survive, which is much better than annihilation of the entire army.

If the above inequality Wang Xiaoming was replaced by Wang Dazhuang, he would not even blink.

But Wang Xiaoming is his eldest grandson... Does this inequality really hold?

"Little bastard." Wang Dazhuang cursed suddenly.

Wang Xiaoming hecked twice: "I survived."

He didn't want to sacrifice his life to blow up the bunker without thinking. He consulted Di Ting, and Di Ting told him clearly that others can't separate Pixiu Eye, but Wang Xiaoming can, as long as he wants.

Because Pixiu eyes are already a part of his body.

But Ting Ting also said that Pixiu Eye has been integrated with his body, and has even become another pillar of his body—his five senses beyond ordinary people and his ability to communicate with gods come from this.

Sudden separation is like pulling out one of the pillars supporting the house. After pulling out, the house may not shake at all, but it may also collapse completely.

Now it seems that it is probably half collapsed.

"Hey what, hey?" Wang Dazhuang was very angry: "Do you think you are a hero? Do you think there are no side effects? There was no Pixiu Eye before, but as long as I teach you, it is not difficult to ask for a priesthood. Summoning generals to exorcise ghosts is easy to capture, but Pixiu Eye is gone. , your energy has also been taken away, do you want to invite God again in the future?"

"But even if there is no such thing, I will not teach you." Wang Dazhuang added: "Now you can't learn it anymore, don't worry about these things anymore."

Wang Xiaoming stopped talking.

There was a long silence in the ward before Wang Dazhuang got up, went to Wang Xiaoming's bedside, and stroked his head.

"But this time it's thanks to you." Wang Dazhuang looked at his grandson, and sighed after a long time: "I credit you."