Cub's father is not human

At seven o'clock in the morning, the curtains on the windows on the top floor of the hotel were opened, and the sunlight immediately filled the entire room.

There was no one in the room, Yin Li rubbed his eyes, feeling that he was getting lazy, he finished washing slowly, and opened the door.The middle of the hotel is empty, and the center is surrounded by transparent glass. From the fifth floor, you can clearly see what happened in the hall on the first floor.

The colorful lights emit dazzling colors, and a piano with lacquered black and white keys is placed on the side. A bright red rose is poured on the piano case, and melodious and brisk tunes pour out from the fingertips.

Yin Li narrowed his eyes slightly to see clearly the person sitting in front of the piano playing, opened his mouth wide in surprise, and blinked his eyes. Fan Lang was dressed in a pure black suit, with a handsome and heroic profile. A young man came out, climbed on Fan Lang's shoulder, tilted his head slightly to talk with Fan Lang in a low voice, then slid to sit on the other side of the chair, with his back to Fan Lang, and leaned on his shoulder to listen to him playing the piano.

Yin Li pursed his lips, did he read wrong?

Fan Lang would not admit his mistake.

Yin Li walked down the winding stairs step by step. He was only wearing a brown sweater, which did not match the luxury of the hotel. He walked over.

Fan Lang smiled and bowed his head to kiss the man.

"Fan Lang?" Yin Li called out hesitantly.

Fan Lang looked up at the person he was snuggling up to, and smiled at him gently, "Hello?"

"Who is this?" Yin Li asked.

The person leaning on Fan Lang's arm turned around slowly, Yin Li's eyes widened, that face was blank, with no facial features, only flesh and blood, Yin Li felt strangely that he seemed to see something from this face. Smile, stern, proud smile.

Yin Xin jumped his head, his eyes revealed a bit of deepness, he wanted to walk over, but suddenly he saw a young man took out a small knife in his hand, and began to cut through the expensive suit along the arm that was touching Fan Lang. It slid into Fan Lang's arm, and then the knife slowly moved upwards. Countless blood flowed out from every inch, and the entire arm turned bright red in an instant.

Fan Lang rubbed his ears with him with a smile, the smile was just like what Yin Li had seen in the past.

Yin Li endured it, but he couldn't hold it back, his eyes were full of killing intent, he made a hoarse hissing sound, and said, "This is an illusion, you can't trap me"

"Shengxia, your spell doesn't work!" Han Changyuan walked over quickly, and looked at Yin Li who had his eyes closed tightly on the bed. His face was pale, his brows were tightly frowned, and he fell asleep drowsily.

The room smelled a little more bloody. Yin Wei quickly wrapped a bandage on Fan Lang's arm with gauze. The layers are soggy.

Fan Lang just turned his head to look at Yin Li who was sleeping with his eyes closed, with deep worry in his eyes.

"There are still two days before the full moon, wait a little longer, not now." Sheng Xia kept drawing spells, the floor and the table were covered with yellow silk spells mixed with red yarn and blood.

"Evil spirits and evil spirits don't have leaders, they won't be organized, they just rely on instinct to find the source of spirits, don't worry, I'm waiting." Before Sheng Xia finished speaking, Fan Lang's hands trembled, and his palms seemed to be scalded by a branding iron look.

fantasy.

Yin Li thought, this must be an illusion, otherwise Fan Lang would not be like this.He slid on the ground leaning against the side of the piano. Someone came over and squatted down. Fan Lang put a snow-white handkerchief on Yin Li's hand. A faint ray of light burst out from Yin Li's palm to Fan Lang's palm, and then blood flowed out from between the fingers.

"I'm sorry, Fan Lang, I didn't do it on purpose." Yin Li panicked, he opened his hands, Fan Lang's palms were dripping with blood, and the burned flesh was cracked.

Even knowing that this is not true, Yin Li panicked.

Fan Lang raised his head with his fingers, and said softly, "Do you really want me to get hurt?"

"No, no, this is an illusion, I just want to get out." Yin Li wrapped his hands with a handkerchief, grabbed his arm, and held Fan Lang tightly, "Tell me how to get out of the illusion." He just said After finishing speaking, a piercing voice rang through his mind.

Jingle, Jingle.

The hotel turned into a barren cemetery in an instant, with the full moon hanging high in the sky, quiet, sad, and empty.

The sound of stepping on withered leaves keeps approaching from a distance.

Yin Li noticed the white smoke rising from his feet, thin and cold, twisted into a strange face in the air, rushed towards him, opened his mouth to bite him, and then passed through his body.

Yin Li raised his head and stared at the full moon. In the outermost corner, the imperfect line was slowly merging and becoming perfect.

Yin Li released a large number of spiritual sources from his hands, and he found that the surrounding ghosts began to approach him crazily, and the surrounding white smoke became denser, colder, and gloomy.

A stench pervades the surrounding area.

Yin Li clutched his stomach and squatted down to retch, the nausea was unbearable, his stomach twitched upwards and writhed outwards, his stomach felt dry and hot.

He vomited unbearably, found a place to sit down, and silently thought about what was going on now.

He was hallucinating, and no one else was.If the Yin spirit devoured the mountain spirit, Yin Wei might be in the same situation as him, but he didn't know whether he and Yin Wei hadn't met now, or whether Yin Wei hadn't?

The place is very similar to a cemetery, cold, damp, and dark. Yin Li was shivering coldly, thinking about how to get out.

The wind is blowing, and there are ghosts everywhere waiting to eat him. Not everyone has this experience.

Yin Li retched a few times, feeling that he was getting used to it, he covered his chest and found that it was extremely hot, Yin Li recited the spell subconsciously, and a cool light burst from his chest.

"Hey, don't run around." The dark green spirit source was wrapped into a ball the size of a palm, and immediately after being called out, it jumped a few times in Yin Li's palm, and then floated away.

The dark pregnant spirit fluttered in the air for a while, and countless ghosts crazily approached the dumpling. Yin Li found that the surroundings had begun to take shape except for the distorted smoke. The surrounding area is like waiting for a big meal that is about to be cooked.

The ball was as big as an adult man's palm together, and it was different from Yin Li's spiritual source, with a slightly darker color. All the mountain sacrifice spirits started from this pure spiritual source, and then transformed into a form.

A ghost hooked its twisted neck, its face was bloody like a mass of broken meat, its body was white smoke, it stared at it around the dumpling, trying to swallow Yun Ling into its stomach several times.

"Hey, don't run around." Yin Li's face turned pale, he pursed his lips, hugged the dumpling into his arms, and the twisted ghost passed through his chest.

Yin Li licked his dry lips, it was getting colder and colder here.

Trembling, he stretched out a finger from his sleeve and poked the bare dumpling. The round dumpling twisted, bypassed his finger, and touched Yin Li's face.

Yin Li looked at it in surprise, and asked softly, "Are you conscious?"

Obviously, a group of spiritual sources has no consciousness.

Tuanzi was held in Yin Li's arms, and the flickering fluorescent light attracted more twisted ghosts.

Mid-Autumn Festival, full moon.

The bright moon in the sky exudes crystal clear silver light, gently covering the whole world in a hazy dream.

After being put on a spell by Sheng Xia, they could see ghosts for 5 minutes. Standing on the street, they realized how terrifying this world is.

A Yin spirit was crawling on the ground with its bloody legs on its hands, its greedily opened and twisted mouth looked at Fan Lang and missed it.

The person who was bending over with difficulty, had a young Yin spirit sitting on his neck, with black eyes, and his chubby little hands were tightly grasping the hair of the person below him, as if his entire fingers were inserted into his head.

"So the world is so scary?" Yin Wei whispered.

Sheng Xia patted him, "No, it's just that on the day of the moon tide, a lot of spiritual sources will be released"

"Let's start." Fan Lang said, he frowned, a little anxious, Yin Li in the hotel had been in an illusion for three days, and his body was getting weaker and weaker.

Each of them held a piece of red cinnabar powder in their hands, mixed with Sheng Xia's blood, and they wanted to cast a huge spell on this place within 5 minutes to attract all the ghosts to this place.

With only 5 minutes to go unseen, they need to hurry up.

The closer the time was to midnight, the fewer pedestrians there were, and the ghosts on the road went crazy, twisted and struggled.

The illusory bright moon in the sky has gradually approached fullness.

Yin Li was shivering coldly, looking up at the dotted line slowly approaching perfection, he stomped his feet on the ground, but he didn't get much warmth, he was too cold and had no strength, the coldness leaked from the cracks in his bones .

He stretched out his fingers tremblingly, released the spiritual source, and attracted the Yin spirits to approach. The more Yin spirits gathered around him, the colder he became, and he stuffed the pregnant spirit into his arms. He stretched out his hand and tried to use the spiritual source to construct a light Halo, and then exploded in an instant.

There are more and more spiritual sources, and the fragrance of grass melts in his palm.

puff--

A small voice exploded in Yin Li's palm, and the spiritual source pierced into the illusory air like a tiny needle, without any effect.

He lowered his head, feeling that the ball was touching him, Yin Li took it out, held it carefully, and was surprised to see that the spiritual source wrapped around the dark pregnant spirit began to disintegrate in the air, and then penetrated into the air. On Yin Li's body.

Lost sources of spirituality are replenished.

Yin Li moved his fingers, smiled, and said softly, "Come on, let me show you what light wave is!"

Seen from a height, there is a huge picture of Zhou Yi painted on the ground, and the red rune circles around the direction of the picture and starts to turn in the opposite direction under the spell of Sheng Xia, until——

Yin Li suddenly opened his eyes, feeling dizzy for a while, Fan Lang quickly supported him and fed him a mouthful of hot water.

Down below, Han Changyuan's bell made a sharp and piercing sound, and the sound resounded through the sky, each sound seemed to shake the world, countless ghosts were entangled in it, and a violent sound came out suddenly.

Fan Lang hugged the weak Yin Li in his arms, covered his ears, and said softly, the illusion is broken, don't be afraid, Sheng Xia and the others are catching Yin spirits. "

Yin Li nodded, and drank water from Fan Lang's hand. Fan Lang gave him the bread he had prepared to fill his stomach first, and ordered takeaway to be delivered later.

Yin Li recovered from his hunger after eating, and asked, "How many days have I been in the illusion?"

"It's been three days, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"I'm just so hungry." Yin Li thought for a while, and said with a smile, "I summoned that ball in the illusion, and it has been with me all the time." He had just finished speaking when he was surprised to find that palm-sized ball of light appeared On Fan Lang's shoulders, the dark green color quietly emitted a quiet light.

"When you fell into the illusion, the spiritual source was consumed very quickly. The Yunling couldn't absorb the spiritual source, so it separated. Isn't there any discomfort on your body?"

Yin Li shook his head. There was no one else in the room, so Yin Li leaned against him without any scruples. Fan Lang lowered his head and kissed him, and the child obediently opened his mouth.