Cloud Raising Human Cubs

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Jiang Huai and Li Suli stood aside and watched boredly, not knowing what to say. Fortunately, their parents came to pick them up.

After Fang Yi and Li's mother came up, they greeted each other with a smile, and they all glanced at Scrophulariaceae and Weiwei at the same time, and couldn't help their aunt's smile in their hearts.

Hey, every time I see it, it is eye-catching, what a match.

If it wasn't for looking at Weiwei and the others, the son would have handed everything over to the servants at home, so he might as well chat with the sisters if he took anything home.

Fang Yi disliked his son calmly.

Li's mother is very kind, she is a housewife, but there is still some turmoil in her heart.

But not for my own son.

Home?How can there be any other home?

In a certain situation, the two women have the same meaning.

Both of them received their sons, but there was nothing to say, and they went back after picking up the children.

It's just that the expression seems to have a sense of reluctance.

And Weiwei still wanted to wait for Yanyan to come out with Grandma Li, but Grandma Li smiled and said to him: "Weiwei should go back first, Yanyan will come out in a while, there is no need to accompany Grandma."

Weiwei shook her head: "No, I'll just wait for a while."

Grandma Li: "Alright then, how is Weiwei doing recently?"

Hearing this, Weiwei told Grandma Li all about him, from making friends to eating, drinking and having fun. He wanted to talk to Grandma Li about everything except cultivation.

But reality doesn't allow him.

Grandma Li was listening to him very seriously, but after a while, she saw Yan Yan walking out with a straight face, and her eyes shifted suddenly.

Seeing this, Weiwei pursed her mouth and stopped talking.

Grandma Li took two steps forward to meet Yanyan, and asked with concern: "Yanyan, what's the matter? Come out with a straight face."

Yan Yan turned her face away and glared at Weiwei: "Grandma, I'm going back!!"

"Okay, okay, go back." Grandma Li smiled at Weiwei, reached out to touch his hair and said, "Weiwei, grandma is going back first, and we will hear from Weiwei next time we meet."

"En." Weiwei said.

Afterwards, Grandma Li dragged Yan Yan away, Yan Yan was still restless, after walking for a while, she turned her head and made a face towards Wei Wei.

So childish.

Weiwei thought to himself, but he still had envy in it.

The silent Scrophulariaceae pulled Weiwei at this moment, gently stroked his hair, quietly.

Feeling the movement above his head, Weiwei withdrew his gaze from a certain figure and turned to Scrophulariaceae.

"Zunzun, let's go home!"

"it is good."

Scrophulariaceae took Weiwei's hand and walked towards the car. After sitting in the car, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Scrophulariaceae's sword eyebrows and star eyes%2C are stern and natural. When looking at people with closed eyes, there is a strong sense of oppression, and the calmness on the face is really turbulent inside.

Weiwei can feel the feeling of oppression, but he doesn't know why.

Obviously it was fine just now, why is it like this now?

Weiwei didn't know, really didn't know.

Is it because I chatted with Grandma Li, and then forgot to respect Zunzun?Or is it because I did something bad?

Weiwei lowered her head, closed her eyes, and her little face became tense.

No one speaks.

In the end, Scrophulariaceae couldn't stand it anymore.

He rubbed his forehead and sighed silently.

He knew that he shouldn't be angry with a child, and Weiwei didn't understand anything yet, so he frightened him by himself.

Although I don't understand, Scrophulariaceae needs to emphasize some things, otherwise I'm afraid my heart will be uneasy.

Every time I see Weiwei showing a sad look because of others, Scrophulariaceae feels uncomfortable.

It's the same this time, Weiwei has her own, why should she care about that bit of tenderness, what's so good about that old woman, it can't be that she gave her a little warmth.

He is a majestic Lord Mozun, who came to this place where 'birds don't shit', and raised the baby himself, just to make him sad?

Ah.

Scrophulariaceae doesn't have that kind of heart.

Cold-blooded and ruthless is his original appearance, but because of Weiwei, he temporarily calmed down, just because of him...

The purpose of his coming here is to find someone who is destined to ascend, so why should he live like this?

Scrophulariae didn't understand, how could he have become... a 'dad'?

It shouldn't be like this, he should find someone who is destined, and then take him back directly, instead of bothering to raise him, train him, and think about him.

Yes, he is a demon, a ruthless and cruel demon.

He should have taken him back directly...

Scrophulariaceae's eyes turned red, and a pair of deep black pupils turned into red pupils, and instantly regained their magical appearance.

Just in an instant, he returned to his dark eyes again, because...

There was a cry.

He heard it, and Weiwei cried...

This realization stunned Scrophulariaceae, and turned to look at Weiwei who was about to shrink into a ball.

Weiwei didn't understand the matter first, and because of the atmosphere, she shed tears unknowingly.

At the moment of crying, Weiwei was stunned until he fell into the arms of Scrophulariae.

Scrophulariaceae gently wiped away the tears, and the evil spirit that was about to pop out dissipated.

Fuck meow for taking people away directly, f**k meow for being cold-blooded...

He couldn't do it in front of Weiwei at all.

Xuan Cold and Heartless Shen asked softly, "Why are you crying? Because of Grandma Li?"

Weiwei suppressed his emotions, buried his face in Scrophulariae's arms and stopped talking, like an autistic dumpling in Scrophulariae's arms.

He doesn't know what's wrong with him, he doesn't understand this inexplicable emotion, no one taught him...

Scrophulariaceae was critically attacked.

Scrophulariaceae embraced the person with one hand, and patted Weiwei with the other hand, resting his chin on the top of Weiwei's head, looking at the scenery in front of the car window.

"Weiwei, I'm not the demon you know, I'm the demon cultivated in the world of cultivation, the supreme existence of the demon world, a cold-blooded and ruthless demon clan. I can't ascend to the top of my cultivation, so I deduce that in the future there will be a destined person People crossed me, so I came here."

"You are my destined person, and I am here for you."

"One day you will leave here, you should know, so, for those people, because you have me, always, I am the one who is with you."

"Whether you are in the cultivation world or in this world, I will be by your side and will not stay away. So don't let too many people affect your emotions, I don't like that."

"Your emotions will affect me."

Scrophulariaceae spoke slowly, and the deep voice pierced through Weiwei's ears, accepting his words.

Weiwei didn't know how to express it, it took time to digest things, so he didn't move.

Scrophulariae didn't urge him, just maintained his posture like this.

Before arriving home, during this period, Scrophulariae Scrophulariae was talking slowly again, talking about some irrelevant things.

For example, the existence of the secret realm.

Another example is the changes in this world in the future.

The recovery of spiritual energy is inevitable, and the direction of the world will be different, because the way of heaven is absorbing the spiritual energy overflowing from the secret, and repairing the loopholes.

There will be changes in a hundred years, or sooner.

It depends on how the Dao "fattens" itself and how the world consciousness recovers.

During this period of time, many things can be said, although Scrophulariae Scrophulariae speaks very slowly, it reveals many things.

Weiwei listened to everything, but he didn't intend to pay too much attention to it, he only wanted what he cared about.

The car slowly returned to the garage, and the place was here.

Seeing this, Xuan didn't speak anymore, and was about to carry Weiwei back in this posture, but Weiwei raised his head and wrapped his arms around his neck.

Scrophulariaceae stopped standing up, and met Weiwei's eyes, his eyes met.

"Zunzun is not a cold-blooded person, Zunzun is the best!"

The clear voice rippling in the car, also rippling into Scrophulariae's heart.

He knew that this was Weiwei's expression, Weiwei's attitude.