Cub's father is not human

Fan Lang touched his hand, "I won't allow it either, listen to me, there is no special place in the dense forest, so it can't be said that the dense forest is the cause, it can only be Cheng Yan, but Cheng Yan and the pendant are related. What's so special?"

Fan Lang frowned, looked at Yin Li's muffled and unhappy voice, and pressed his palm, "It will be fine. Do you know where the spiritual source center of Yinshan was mentioned by the patriarch?"

Yin Li shook his head, "I've never heard the patriarch talk about it."

"He probably won't be able to know the exact location. But this pendant belongs to your father. Your father was the first person to leave Yinshan. By the way, Li'er, how do you know how to leave Yinshan? I mean the patriarch should It is impossible to take the initiative to tell you.”

"...A book found in his relics is my book. So the patriarch has not allowed us to play in the house where he lived, but a few of us were naughty and courageous, so we found out."

Fan Lang nodded, "If I think right, your father was able to leave Yinshan and knew how to enter Yinshan, and you were born by him. You said a few days ago that the meniscus pendant can absorb the blood on your body. Evil spirits, so I guess that the crescent moon pendant may not be that simple."

He took a breath, his lips were a little white, "We should have accidentally triggered the mechanism of the crescent moon pendant, maybe the pendant has a lot to do with Yin Shan, and we happened to be sucked into the pendant, or left Somewhere in Yinshan related to the pendant."

Yin Li was taken aback for a moment, bowed his head and kissed Fan Lang on the face, "I even forgot that you are the police uncle."

The Lingyuan dumpling next to him also leaned over, and a large green body squeezed against Fan Lang's face.

Kind of silly.

But it's like imitating Yin Li again and wanting to kiss him.

Fan Lang laughed, looking at a Jishanling and a Lingyuan dumpling with eyes full of smiles.

"Hmm - hiss"

Yin Xingzhi suddenly made a noise and woke up with a muffled grunt.

"Brother Xingzhi, Xingzhi, you're awake," Yin Li yelled.

The Lingyuan dumpling also swished past, and a large transparent fat dumpling surrounded Yin Xing and looked up and down.

Yin Li always felt that this action was a bit silly.

Yin Xingzhi's face was covered with tears, he looked down at the unrecognizable person who wanted to meet, his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and a big tear came out hard.

The ball of spiritual source swished over to catch it, and wrapped tears in the center of his spiritual source to play.

special.

The reaction speed is really fast, Fan Lang thought.

How silly, Yin Li thought.

Yin Xingzhi picked up Cheng Yan and held him in his arms.

Everything that I just experienced in the dream seems to have just happened, and the affection and memories are still in front of my eyes.

Cheng Yan's whistle, his smirk, his turned back, the dazzling army green uniform and medals.

When he woke up from the dream, his beloved was beside him beyond recognition.

Will never come back to life.

He was suddenly so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

It turned out that all happiness had nothing to do with him.

Cheng Yan, Cheng Yan, you left me, you really left me.

Lingyuan Tuanzi circled around in front of Yin Xingzhi, relying on his unreal body to deform at will, and shuttled between him and Cheng Yan's body.

Yin Li touched his nose in embarrassment and sniffled, because brother Xing Zhi and Cheng Yan were a little sad, and they were so angry at this group of fools.

Lingyuan Tuanzi wrapped Yin Xingzhi's tears in a large ball of green body, the teardrops were just a little bit, but they were extremely obvious in Lingyuan Tuanzi.

His dad was poking his fat body with a finger.

Lingyuan Tuanzi, "..."

Yin Li wanted to grab the dumpling and get it out, but he was afraid of breaking the spiritual source, so he had to poke instead, wanting to poke it out.

Lingyuan Tuanzi circled around Cheng Yan.

Part of the spiritual source detoured in front of Yin Xingzhi and stared at it for a while.

Oh, no, just stayed in front of him for a while.

Fan Lang propped up his body and tried to stand up with difficulty, but he saw Yin Li suddenly jumped up, and then squatted down, his face rubbed against Yin Xingzhi's, he didn't know what he was looking at.

He stood up and took a few steps, then staggered towards them. Yin Li quickly stood up and supported Fan Lang, "Look quickly."

Yin Xingzhi hugged Cheng Yan and let him lie flat on his body. The bright green light spots inside the Lingyuan Tuanzi spun at a high speed, and the speed was getting faster and faster. The flames coming out of the Tuanzi fell on Cheng Yan's body.

The original unrecognizable face gradually recovered, and the wound healed bit by bit.

The spiritual source of the mountain spirit can heal wounds, but Cheng Yan's body is an evil spirit, and the spiritual source of the mountain spirit cannot be approached and will be eroded. I did not expect the spiritual source dumpling conceived from the pregnant spirit to be able to.

The skin and flesh of Cheng Yan's hands were repaired little by little, covered with a thin layer of green film, which penetrated into the skin and slowly recovered, approaching the original color.

From completely unrecognizable to vaguely discernible facial features, and then, more and more clearly, as if Cheng Yan was right in front of him, falling asleep peacefully.

"Thank you...Thank you..." Yin Xingzhi stared at Cheng Yan, his eyes showed strong hope, his hands trembled, and he kept murmuring thank you in a low voice.

Tears fell silently on his face.

Lingyuan Tuanzi's round body quickly caught the tears.

The restoration on Cheng Yan's body suddenly paused before resumed.

Lingyuan Tuanzi separated a small group of his own spiritual source, floated up like a glass ball, and floated in front of Yin Li, trembling his round body longingly in front of him.

Fan Lang said hesitantly, "Maybe it wants you to help take it."

Yin Li, "..."

Yin Li stretched out his hands to hold a small group of spiritual sources.

After confessing his toy, Datuan Lingyuan returned to normal and quickly repaired Chengyan's body.

The wounds on Fan Lang's body were no longer bleeding, but there was a dull pain. Most of the wounds on his body were scratched by Cheng Yan with a dagger, and the flesh turned outwards.

It was only then that Yin Li remembered that his fingertips transformed into spiritual flames to help Fan Lang heal his wounds, but the effect was not good, and the pain on Fan Lang's arms hardly responded.

Yin Li asked cautiously, "Does it still hurt?"

Fan Lang took his hand and kissed it, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's much better."

Yin Li breathed a sigh of relief.

The color of Lingyuan Tuanzi faded a bit, Yin Xingzhi looked at Cheng Yan who had recovered but was still not breathing, pursed his lips and forced a smile, "Thank you."

The Lingyuan dumpling then floated back unsteadily, bumped up and down a few times as it floated, as if drunk, and flung itself into Yin Li's arms weakly and weakly.

Fan Lang, "..."

Why does a large group of spiritual sources also have the feeling of acting like a baby?

The empty space can't know the change of time, but they can probably feel that it hasn't been long according to the hunger level of the body, but it is also possible that the appetite is greatly reduced due to the injury of the body.

Yin Li carefully used the spiritual source to heal Fan Lang's injuries, because it was easy to get tired after consuming the spiritual source, and in the end, Yin Li fell asleep lying in Fan Lang's arms.

The big Lingyuan dumpling also fell asleep next to Yin Li's arms.

Fan Lang, "..."

I don't know if I can feel it.

He always felt that drawing a few lines was like a watermelon.

Take a pat, hey, it's done.

On the other side of the space, Yin Xingzhi hugged Cheng Yan and kept silent.

Fan Lang said, "All right, take a rest."

Yin Xingzhi shook his head, a little reluctantly, "I'm fine, I... just look at him, thank you."

Yin Li clicked his mouth and fell asleep, tired for a long time.

When he woke up, he felt a little cold, and found that he was standing at the gate of the police station. From the gate, he could see the man on duty in the glass wall.

He raised his head out of habit, and saw a man smoking a cigarette by the window, with deep eyes and a broad back. He was watching, when he suddenly saw the man turn and look downstairs, and then smiled softly at himself.

Yin Li followed with a smile, revealing a small head by the glass window.

He saw Fan Lang bend down and pick up something white and tender.

Hey, it's a doll.

The doll had dark eyes, biting a small hand and wanted to hug Yin Li.

As soon as Yin Li stretched out his hand, he embraced something soft and warm in his arms.

Fan Lang, "..."

Fan Lang was also a little sleepy, opened his eyes, and saw a small soft mass lying in Yin Li's arms, looking up at him.

Fan Lang's body froze, and he suddenly thought that another evil spirit was causing trouble, wanting to possess him and seize the source of spirit.

Fan Lang blinked, and the baby in Yin Li's arms babbled, and the saliva flowed into Yin Li's palm. The little thing lowered his head, and was obviously frightened when he saw the crystal things flowing out of his body. He stared wide open, and during Fan Lang's breathing, he instantly turned into a large group of bright green spiritual sources, and his chubby body drooled towards the glistening saliva in Yin Li's hand.

Fat Tuanzi was shocked!

Can't believe what that is.

Before Fan Lang had time to smile, he saw that the originally white baby instantly turned into a phantom green ball.

Yin Li felt that the things in his arms were empty in an instant, and he also woke up. Seeing the juicy liquid in his hand, his first reaction was to wipe it directly on Fan Lang's clothes.

The heart said it was dangerous, and he actually drooled.

still hot.

Fan Lang, "..."

Yin Li got up from his arms, blinking innocently.

Fan Lang touched his mouth, leaned forward and kissed him, he wanted to kiss him softly, kiss him, hug him, let him calm down, was it just a dream or real.

Fan Lang was in a daze for a while, and when he turned his head, he saw Yin Lizheng was playing with the Lingyuan dumpling like a ball in the pure white space, not knowing what to bump into or bounce back.

Oh my baby.

Fan Lang moved his body, the wound was no longer bleeding.

He hugged Yin Li, rubbed against his ear, and said, "Baby, you just became a human."

Yin Li, "..."

He looked down at the round dumpling, he couldn't imagine it, he thought it was impossible.

Fan Lang asked, "Can you turn your whole body into a spiritual source?"

Yin Li nodded, "However, Jishanling rarely does this. The body is very convenient, and it is a gift from Yinshan."

The human form is the best gift that Yinshan can give to the mountain spirits.

Fan Lang asked again, "Have you ever seen the size of the smallest mountain sacrifice spirit?"

"Two or three years old."

"Then how do you make Lingyuan look like a little doll?"

Yin Li turned his head to look at him, "I don't know, only the patriarch knows, and it has been like this for so many years, and I don't feel any difference. If you don't tell me, I will forget it, because we have grown up, so we can learn to be different in human form and spirit. The source can be changed, but how to teach the Lingyuan dumpling to turn into a baby?"