Immortal sword edge

The space between the sky and the earth is pure white, and drops of water drip down the eaves, reflecting a dazzling halo under the golden sunlight.

The warm light shines through the broken window, pouring on the young man who is holding the baby gently and gently, such a scene is full of warmth.

Ling Xiao could almost be said to be holding the baby in his arms carefully, his movements were gentle, as if a little force would crush this soft and incredible little guy to pieces.

This is Ximen Chuuxue?That ruthless sword god in the future?

Ling Xiao quietly looked at the little life in his arms with an extremely surprised gaze. It was small, wrinkled, and not good-looking at all, and he didn't have the slightest impression of the shadow of the ruthless sword god.

Since he has agreed to Wen Xiaoyan, he will definitely do his best, and in order to complete this matter perfectly, he will naturally not make any preparations.

Before coming to this world, he read all the books, movies, and even various colleagues related to Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng, and he can say that he has studied the characters of the two very thoroughly.

And the more he understood, the deeper his frown became.First of all, these two people are resolute in character, decisive in their actions, and will not be easily swayed by outsiders. Such a person who is firm in his heart, even if he is a god, I am afraid they will not buy him.

Secondly, what is the relationship between Sword God and Sword Immortal?It is a confidant, it is an enemy, and it is the immortality of one of them destined to die in the hands of the other!And he didn't forget the final result, on the night of the full moon, the sword fairy died, and the sword god became a god!

How can such two people push them together and love each other?After reading the complete version of "Lu Xiaofeng", he wanted to cry but had no tears, he wanted to slap himself, it was impossible, it was even more difficult than Chang'e accepting Zhu Bajie!

Imagine if he suddenly appeared on the night of the decisive battle, stepped on auspicious clouds, and slowly descended from the sky wearing a glow, and said compassionately and ethereally: "The two of you are destined for seven generations, and this life is destined to be for you!" Husband and wife, it’s better to give up quickly, go home to marry and have children, and go to love each other, it’s not good to fight, not good!”

so cold!He will definitely be poked into a sieve!

What to do?After thinking about it for three days, he even lost several fox furs, and finally came up with a good solution.

It is naturally difficult for two adult men in their 20s and nearly [-] years old, but what if they were young?Two big farts who couldn't even speak fully, didn't he just knead as he wanted?

He looked up to the sky and laughed three times, thinking that he was really a genius.Although it took a little longer, but insurance ah!And Tianting is very boring, sometimes it's good to play and cultivate, he hasn't raised a child yet!

He carefully pinched the baby's red and wrinkled face, and smiled evilly and slyly. Don't worry, I will definitely train you to be a peerless emperor who loves flowers when you see them, and is chased by little ones when you go out!

As if anticipating his distorted life in the future, the newly born Sword God began to cry in a low voice. The faint and small voice tickled people's hearts, and no matter how cold-hearted they were, they would feel pity for them.Ling Xiao frowned tightly, gently shaking the baby in his arms with both arms, and coaxed in a deep voice: "What's the matter, little guy, don't cry, is there something uncomfortable... .”

The weak crying continued continuously, and the little red mouth was bulging, which was really pitiful.Ling Xiao looked anxious, and quickly handed the little guy to the sitting man in black, and asked in a little panic: "Come and see, what's the matter with the little guy?"

The blood-stained man grabbed his dead wife's wrist without making a sound, not even moving his eyeballs.

Ling Xiao felt displeased and said, "People cannot be brought back to life after death, so please give me your condolences. Since your wife is dead, there is nothing anyone can do about it, but you still have children. If you blindly immerse yourself in sorrow What should he do? Even for him, you should cheer yourself up as soon as possible and take on the responsibility of being a father."

What he said was not true. For example, it is not impossible for him to save that woman. Although it is a bit troublesome to change the established fate, this is a two-dimensional space after all. If he really wants to save a person, then that woman People will never die.But, why did he bother?The dead woman in front of him has nothing to do with him, at best he can only be regarded as the mother of his future apprentice, and if she is alive, it may hinder his next plan.How could he do such a thing that was of no benefit to himself!

In the face of his rare and sincere persuasion, the other party still remained silent. Ling Xiao became angry. He was not a very good-tempered person in the first place, and he was able to calm down and comfort him entirely for the sake of his future apprentice, but this humble The mortals are ungrateful.

He stretched out his hand, patted him firmly on the shoulder, and shouted loudly: "You—"

As soon as he uttered a word, the person sitting in Duanwei already fell heavily on the ground with a "bang".

Ling Xiao looked at his hands, then at the silent person lying on the ground, and finally at the baby in his arms, and said innocently: "I didn't use any force, really."

When Yu Luocha woke up, she almost thought she had changed places.The thick dust was gone, the dense spider webs were gone, the man in black who died by his hands was gone, and even the wooden door that was broken into pieces last night had been reinstalled with new ones.If it wasn't for the dilapidated and mottled Buddha statue above his head with one arm missing, he wouldn't be able to recognize it. This is the same place as the ruined temple last night.

"Are you awake?" A clear voice suddenly sounded.

Yu Luosha's heart trembled, with his own martial arts, he didn't even hear the sound of footsteps, which showed the high martial arts of the visitor.He looked around, and saw a young man in white striding in with a big red peony swaddle in one hand and a bound white wolf in the other.

"Boom!" Ling Xiao threw the white wolf on his shoulders to the ground, and his rude movement caused the white wolf to howl in pain.

The shrill wailing made the infant child struggle a little, and with a flick of his mouth, it was about to flood the golden mountain.Ling Xiao hurriedly hugged him and shook him slightly, patting gently with his right hand every now and then.He kicked the white wolf on the ground threateningly with his toes, causing him to curl up in fright, and sprayed out clouds of white mist with snorting.

The baby in his arms gradually calmed down, and fell asleep again. Ling Xiao touched the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead, and sighed inwardly, a child or something is indeed the number one murder weapon in the world!

He walked up to Yu Luocha lightly, and asked in a low voice, "You finally woke up, are you feeling better? What else is uncomfortable?"

Yu Luocha stroked the bandage wrapped around his chest, and realized that the internal injuries he had accumulated over the past month or so were mostly healed.With deep eyes, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you sir for your kindness."

Ling Xiao waved his hand, "It's just a little effort, no thanks!" If I didn't treat you better, how could I abduct your son?He grinned, smiling gently, and carefully handed the swaddle in his arms to him, "Here, this is your son, isn't it cute!"

cute?Looking at the red and wrinkled baby in the swaddle, he didn't see anything cute at all.But, he took the little baby gently, is this his son?Feeling the soft and boneless touch in his hand, an indescribable awe rose in his heart, this is his son, the son of Yu Luocha!

He stretched out his fingers, wanting to touch the baby's red cheeks, but stopped suddenly at the next moment, the black and purple stickiness solidified into scabs, sticking firmly to his hands, the entire palm and fingers were dirty and full of bloody smell , In sharp contrast to the baby's innocent sleeping face.

He lowered his hand, letting the falling sleeves cover the bloody palm, and asked, "May I ask, sir, where is my wife's body?"

Ling Xiao pursed his lips and said, "Behind the Buddha statue, I covered it with straw."

Yu Luocha subconsciously glanced at the dilapidated but majestic Buddha statue, stared blankly, and then said slowly: "What you did, sir, is really—strange."

Ling Xiao smiled, as if he had never heard of it, anyway, he is not a Buddhist cultivator, that is, he does not respect the Tathagata, and he has no intention of changing jobs, but he just put the corpse behind the Buddha statue, and it is not a big deal.

However, this man's behavior is very intriguing. He touched his chin and asked with a smile, "Aren't you sad?" He looked like he was dying in the morning, and he recovered so quickly?

"Sadness can't change anything, it can't bring back the dead, and it can't help me avenge my revenge." The voice that was too calm actually had a faint taste of coldness.

Tsk, as expected of the father of the Sword God, like a father like a son, no wonder the future Ximen Chuuxue will develop such a heartless and ruthless temperament, the blood is really strong.

Ling Xiao sat down on the ground in a graceful manner, not caring about the darkened face of the child's father, and directly held the little sword god firmly in his arms.He fumbled in his wide sleeves, took out a few fruits he had picked from nowhere, put them in front of Yu Luosha, and said, "Wash your hands first, and then eat."

Yu Luosha's face froze, and he looked at the child reluctantly, then dodged and disappeared on the spot.

Ling Xiao looked at the retreating figure, and sighed secretly, it seems that things are a bit difficult!He took a bite of the fruit with a click, his thick black eyebrows furrowed deeply.

Yu Luocha's movements were quick, and when she came back, not only her hands were washed clean, but the blood on her face was gone, even her hair was wet with white mist.

He sat back on the spot, took the fruit and bit it with a "click click". The blue fruit was sweet and juicy, and tasted good, but he didn't know what kind it was.

After eating seven or eight fruits, the hunger finally subsided a little.He leaned over to look at the baby's sleeping face, his heart was soft, and he wanted to hold him in his arms and kiss him.

Just as he stretched out his hand, Ling Xiao stopped him, with a small dimpled smile: "You have injuries, let me hug you."

Yu Luocha's face was pitch-black, and he yelled in his heart: This is my son, my son, don't I even have the right to hug my own son?I only hugged once, just for a short while, don't occupy my son!

However, he only dared to complain in his heart, and dared not speak out directly.Not to mention the other party's unfathomable martial arts, just his kindness to his father and son, without him, the little guy would never have survived to this day.Moreover, he could tell that this man really liked his son.

He tried his best to divert his attention away from his son's little red face. It was uncomfortable to see something he couldn't touch, and the corners of his lips curled up in an elegant arc, "Mr. Your name is Mr. Gao."

"My name is Ling Xiao." Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows, "What about you?"

Yu Luocha's eyes drooped slightly, and there was a dangerous taste in his voice: "Yu, my surname is Yu, and my name is Yu Luocha!"

"Jade Rakshasa?" Which parent in this world would give their child such a vicious name.

"In the past, there is no need to mention my name and surname. From now on, I will only be called Yu Luocha. Raksha, Raksha, I will pay a hundred times the price for destroying my family."

"What about him?" Ling Xiao asked, pointing to the child in his arms: "Do you want him to follow you to be a Rakshasa who only knows revenge?"

"Of course not!" Yu Luocha said resolutely, the evil spirit all over her body receded when she saw the infant child, "I will find a safe place to settle him down, and he will be safe and healthy, happy and worry-free grow up."

Ling Xiao nodded in satisfaction. He didn't expect that the future leader of the Demon Cult, the ruthless boss, would be a loving father, so things would be much easier.

He coughed lightly, showed his signature smile, and said peacefully: "I don't think you need to find another place, so how about leaving him to me?"

Yu Luocha's heart trembled, and he asked calmly, "What do you mean by that, sir?"

Ling Xiao explained: "I want to take in an apprentice, and this kid is not bad at all, and he will become a great talent in the future. The most important thing is that I have a destiny with him. He came to this world through me. I like him very much. "

Yu Luosha rested her chin, meditating secretly.

Ling Xiao glanced at him, and continued: "As long as I am here, no one will hurt him."

"Okay!" Yu Luocha stood up resolutely, bowed down and saluted, "So, my son will be entrusted to the master."

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