I heard that you are my son's father

Hearing this, Mu Gui shed two more tears: "I don't have a home."

"Ah?" The old man was a little surprised, and looked around, "How about this, my house is nearby, you go to my house to eat something first."

He blinked, looked up at the umbrella, and after a while, nodded slightly.

The old man turned around with a weird smile on his face.

After that, after eating a bowl of rice, his limbs became weak, his eyes turned black, and he lay on the ground unable to move.

He was still in a clear state of mind, and saw the old man's transformation through the Lingtai, with a benevolent face and a ferocious face, with scars on his face, withered hands, and sparse hair.

The frightening evil cultivator in the world of cultivation, the scarred old man, is rumored to be haunted and invisible, but once he appears, he will do all kinds of evil and will not give up without killing. For hundreds of years, the world of cultivation has been quite a headache for this person, but he has never can catch him.

He added a sealing spell made from ten thousand kinds of evil things to Mu Gui's food. The child was unprepared, and was hit by the trick. Even with his powerful spiritual power, he couldn't break free from the bondage.

Mu Gui could only see this face with intertwined scars approaching slowly, and laughed hoarsely: "Isn't that what the little devil is? Those trash can't be caught for so long."

He lifted Mu Gui up, and Mu Gui drooped his head. No matter how clear his spiritual sense was, he couldn't move. He couldn't cry even if he wanted to. He felt that it would be better if he didn't have spiritual sense, at least he couldn't feel pain.

His heart was trembling, what was this man trying to do by catching him?

Will he kill himself, will he dig out his heart?

He regretted it so much, he shouldn't have left home in a fit of anger, no matter how much his father did to him, he had no bad intentions.

No one could hear his sobbing, and only the ugly voice was still laughing in his ears: "Oh, how can I use this demon seed? Is it crushed and I can get spiritual energy, or should I put it in the furnace for refining?" ?”

He tried to squeeze the child's hand, slowly and firmly.

Mu Gui was so painful that he wanted to cry, he kept calling his father for help, but he couldn't make a sound.

After pinching for a while, the old man didn't continue: "This pinching is not blood flying, it shouldn't be used like this, I'd better throw you into the stove." The extremely ugly laughter sounded again, " The demon seed is in my hands, from today onwards, I will be the only one in the cultivation world, hahaha..."

Mugui was so frightened that his limbs were cold. He hadn't found his father before, and no one cared about it. But because of his strong ability, he had never been bullied. He hardly knew what pain felt like. Today, he was frightened and felt hot. The temperature, fierce fire burns in the ears.

He was lifted, and suddenly threw it on the refining furnace, and the flames in the furnace rushed up. He wanted to cry out, but he couldn't cry out, and he couldn't cry out. He closed his eyes tightly: "I'm going to die!" Is it?"

"I'm dying!"

Suddenly, someone supported him, but the expected burning did not come, and then he was hugged and moved away from the stove. The temperature suddenly dropped, and he quickly looked at the person who was hugging him, dressed in red, With a worried face, he was stroking his eyebrows.

"Second daddy..." He started sobbing again, and couldn't stop crying for a while, so he simply cried loudly in his consciousness.

Lu Qingyu caressed him and called a few words softly, he could hear him but couldn't reply, seeing his father was so worried, he also became anxious, desperately wanted to move, wanted to speak, but couldn't help it.

He saw the spirit art suddenly attacking behind him again, and he screamed to remind his father.

Lu Qingyu couldn't hear it, but he felt the attack, so he dodged the blow with a stern sideways, wrapped his arms around him and gathered his spiritual power to fight back, and the opponent also dodged, and with a wave of both hands, he lifted up dozens of swords hanging in the room, all in unison. To stab.

Lu Qingyu twirled the cloak to block the sword energy, the blade stopped, and when it was buzzing, it suddenly turned around, and they all struck from behind him with lightning speed.

Lu Qingyu turned around to resist, the sword changed direction again, and rushed from all directions, he was no match for all the swords in one hand, his arm was cut by a blade, he staggered back a step, protecting the child in his arms.

The scarred old man waved his sleeves and stopped the sword around him, walked step by step, and said with a smile: "Master Mozun, you have only practiced for a few years, you are not my opponent, don't overestimate yourself, give me the demon seed, I will release it!" over you."

Lu Qingyu didn't answer, only looking for the flaws in the sword formation.

"I don't know good or bad." The other party's face changed, and he raised his hand, and the sword array fell like a shower.

Lu Qingyu swung a few swords away, and seeing more swords coming towards him, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, and couldn't help taking a step back.

Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light broke the sword formation, and the banquet fell beside the two of them. With a wave of his sleeves, he folded back the hanging sword, and looked back at the two of them: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Mu Gui didn't wake up, I don't know what happened."

Qi Yan looked at the child in his arms, and also showed worry, but the old man struck again, and before he had time to elaborate, he pushed the two of them back to meet the attack.

Mu Gui cried again: "The big daddy is here too, they love me."

"I'm really fine, don't worry."

"Also, this old guy is very powerful, I've been tricked, you must be careful."

It's a pity that no one could hear his words. Qi Yan opposed the old man, and smiled slightly: "Scarred old thief, the scourge of cultivating the world."

"It's the scarred old man!" The other party was annoyed, "Yaozun, do you want to swallow the demon seed all by yourself?"

"That's not a demon seed, it's my child."

"Don't you know that he contains a powerful aura? Haven't you been disturbed enough by this matter all these years? Leave it to me, and you will save trouble. No one will trouble you in the future. That's good, let's make a deal , the three of us share this aura equally, how about it?"

"It's only natural to protect one's own children. What's the trouble?" Qi Yan replied, "Even if you are on the cusp of the storm every day, you have no complaints."

Mu Gui's heart beat violently and shed two lines of tears.

His fathers love him so much because he doesn't know good from bad.

"This child was not born to you, and it stands to reason that he has no blood relationship with you. If you lost your life for him, would you have to pay for it?"

"Who said that, he is our child." Qi Yan didn't want to talk nonsense with him, Zhang Sheng Liu Guang attacked again, and the opponent raised his hand to fight back, and the two sides fought evenly for a while.

This old man with scars can be tracked by Xiujie for hundreds of years without being caught, and he can also knock down demon seeds with one move. After the people came out, their steps were staggering, but the winner was still not determined.

Lu Qingyu was worried, and stepped forward to help. The two of them used the spirit art together, and they fought again. The scarred old man had evil thoughts in his resistance, and he threw the refining furnace. The transformed evil sword, the evil sword has not yet formed, he forced it to rush out, while fighting the two people head-on, and at the same time let the evil sword approach quietly.

When Lu Qingyu looked sideways, he suddenly saw the evil sword coming towards Qi Yan's back. Qi Yan's hands were concentrating spiritual power to fight against the old man. He wanted to block the sword, but a stream of light disappeared immediately, and the sword was getting closer , He didn't have time to think, he leaned against the sword, and at the very moment, he thought that there was still a child in his arms, so he turned around quickly and blocked the sword with his back.

In this way, it was too late to block it with spirit, the evil sword pierced into his back involuntarily, he lifted the child, fearing that the person in his arms would be hurt by the piercing.

Qi Yan's complexion changed drastically, and the Ling Jue that he was grasping hit violently, and the scarred old man screamed out, spitting out a pool of blood, and his body was burnt to ashes in a ball of flames in an instant.

Qi Yan grabbed the sword again, covered the spirit sword, pulled it out suddenly, his eyes were full of anger, and then folded it angrily, the sword was broken into several parts, and the evil spirits in it slowly dissipated amidst howling.

He hugged Lu Qingyu and quickly used his spiritual power to protect his heart: "How are you?"

"Should...it's okay." Lu Qingyu smiled, "I finally saved you once."

Then he closed his eyes.

Mu Gui cried so much that he couldn't help himself, and desperately called his father, his voice was hoarse: "Second father, don't die..."

The heart-piercing cry reached Qi Yan's ears, and Qi Yan looked at him, he wanted to move violently, wanted to see his father's injury, tried his best, and suddenly, his fingers moved.

Then, his whole body regained consciousness and he was able to move.

He quickly threw himself into Lu Qingyu's arms: "Daddy, I was wrong, wake up soon..."

Qi Yan patted him, but he ignored him: "Don't touch me, I want to see how Second Daddy is doing."

Qi Yan patted him again, and he turned back angrily: "Don't disturb me."

Banquet: "Flesh and blood wounds won't kill you, but don't shake it, the more you shake it, the more you lose blood. Let me take your second dad back to heal."

Mu Gui: "..."

Oh.

After much deliberation, Qi Yan decided to bring Lu Qingyu back to the Demon Race, lest he wake up and find that he had run away again, and kidnapped him along with him, which was probably unacceptable.

Infusing spiritual power to increase the speed of recovery, and then using elixir to heal, the injury is a bit serious, but for a cultivator, flesh and blood injuries are the least feared, as long as the soul consciousness, spiritual root, inner alchemy, etc. are not damaged. Yes, if you don't hit the gate of life, you will generally die.

But this is enough to make people feel distressed, it will be fatal, but it will hurt, and his Ah Qing will suffer another crime.

Mu Gui has been obediently watching by the side, passing some cloth scarves and silk handkerchiefs to his father, quietly waiting for the feast to be over, then approaching the bed, staring at the unconscious person on the bed for a while, and then Looking at Qi Yan, he pursed his lips and said, "Father, I was wrong."

Qi Yan was covering Lu Qingyu with a quilt, and raised his head: "Ah, what's wrong?"

"I was wrong, I shouldn't play with you guys, and I shouldn't run away in a fit of anger." Mu Gui repeated with his head down.

Qi Yan almost forgot about it: "No one blames you."

Mu Gui thought for a while, and said with a serious expression on his face: "You guys are sincerely treating me well, I was wrong, I couldn't believe you all the time, I..." He raised his palm, and a small white ball appeared in his palm, "You If you want it, I'll give it to you."

Qi Yan was slightly startled, a little happy but also surprised and uneasy: "Are you really willing to give it?"

"I would like to, but..." He pouted, "You have to buy me another one that is exactly the same."

Qi Yan laughed: "Mugui is so good." He held the child in his arms and said patiently, "Daddy has no intention of snatching your toys, but..."

"But you don't want to see the world of cultivation disappearing day by day, I know." The child sighed like an adult, "This world of cultivation does not treat me well, nor does it treat my second father, I... I have no feelings for it, I always feel that, It doesn't matter to me if it dies, it's not like we have nowhere to go, I heard that the human world is very lively."

"The human world is very lively, but many, many cultivators cannot actually go to the human world." Not only are there barriers for human beings to cultivate the world, but there are also conditions for cultivating the world to go to the human world. Many native cultivators cannot adapt The environment of the human world cannot survive in the human world.

Moreover, even though there are quite a few who can stay in the human world for a long time, many cultivators will rush into the human world, which will inevitably cause chaos in the human world. At that time, it is not known what kind of purgatory scene will become.

What's more, with the demise of the cultivation world, most of the various ethnic groups here will lose their spiritual power and degenerate into prototypes, so no matter where they go, they are no longer them.

The child listened to his words, but still couldn't understand: "Daddy, you can take care of our family of three, why don't you take care of other people?"

"Hey." Qi Yan deliberately elongated his tone and sighed, "Your father and I don't want to care about other people, but..." He stopped laughing, "I, the Yaozu, can't ignore it."

"Why do you have to take care of it?"

"It's a responsibility, but it's also an emotion."

The child only had his own relatives in his eyes. He couldn't figure out the emotion, but he still nodded: "I will definitely give you the ball."

Qi Yan scratched his nose: "It's just reluctant, isn't it?"

The child pursed his lips, noncommittal.

Qi Yan paused for a while, and told him the truth: "If you don't use this ball to return the aura, your father and I will leave."

"What?" Mu Gui's eyes widened, "Why?"

"I want to use myself to return the aura."

Mu Gui didn't react, he was stunned for a while, and put his arms around Qi Yan's neck: "Daddy, you can't go."

"I don't want to leave." Now that my family is by my side, who wants to leave them?

The child scratched his head and thought about it for a while. He really had no idea about all the sentient beings, but his father was right in front of him, and he immediately understood: "I am willing to hand over the little ball. I am not at all reluctant, absolutely willing."

"Really?"

Mu Gui nodded seriously: "Really, you don't need to buy me a new one, I really don't want it."

The little boy had a dignified face, and Qi Yan's heart was extremely soft, and he hugged him again: "You are so good."

Mu Gui took advantage of the situation and kissed him a few times: "Actually, if you had told me about this from the very beginning, I would definitely not make a fuss. My father's life is of course more important than a toy."

Qi Yan also thought about it for a while: "Yes, why didn't I tell you at the beginning?"

At first, he only felt that he couldn't let Ah Qing know, but obviously he could tell Mu Gui alone. Although the child is young, he can actually understand what adults say.

"I... I didn't react."

Mu Gui: "..."

The two stayed by the bed all night, and Lu Qingyu woke up the next day, but his body was still weak and he couldn't get out of the bed. He leaned on the pillow and watched the banquet feed him. He was churning, his breath was uneven, and he almost fainted again.

After absent-mindedly eating, Mugui told him that he was willing to hand over the ball, and he was confused again, asking how the banquet persuaded him.

Qi Yan made an agreement with Mu Gui, but his second father still couldn't know the reason for his ascension, so Mu Gui sat by the bed and replied for Qi Yan: "You risk your life to save me, I should be sensible."

He also told the story of how he met the scarred old man when he went out, and he promised again and again: "I will never go with strangers again, and I will never eat anything handed by others casually."

"That's right." The two stroked his head.

He blinked his eyes wide and asked again, "How did you find me in such a timely manner?"

This really stopped the two of them from asking, Lu Qingyu thought for a while: "I feel like... I have some senses, and I seem to be able to hear your cry."

Qi Yan said: "Me too."

Mu Gui tilted his head, his eyes sparkling: "I thought I was the only one who could sense your aura, so, can you also sense me?" He smiled purely, "Does this mean that I am your relative?" child?"

The two looked at each other.

They were looking for this child ten years ago, but they tried many methods, and they proved again and again that they couldn't sense it.

However, when the child came to them, they seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection with him.

Probably, after getting along with each other for real, there will be a connection in the heart, and then there will be a feeling?

The induction was ten years late, but it was not too late.

The two looked at Mu Gui in unison: "Of course they are relatives."

Mu Gui smiled happily, and danced in the hall for a while, saw the little golden hammer from the window, and jumped out again: "I'm going to play with him, you guys talk first."

Children's happiness and anger are fickle and impermanent, but they are really happy when they are happy.

It's just that Little Golden Hammer is a little scared: "This little guy's toys have been confiscated, so he won't treat me as a toy in the future, will he?"

Mu Gui was displeased: "What kind of toy, I consider you a good friend."

"Hehe." Little Golden Hammer still remembered the scene where he carried it around in his last life, so he couldn't believe it.

In the hall, Qiyan touched Lu Qingyu's forehead again to confirm that he did not have a fever, and asked him softly, "Do you want to lie down for a while?"