The cannon fodder brother of the son of luck

Before Osmanthus Cake finished speaking, Patriarch Bai had already moved in an instant and was not in the quiet room.

"Brother..."

Xiao Heng patted Song Ningqing on the shoulder, Song Ningqing shook her head, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.He knelt down and wrapped the little hamster that was still kowtowing in his palm.

"Don't cry for sweet-scented osmanthus cake, it's fine. Master has already gone."

Osmanthus Cake wiped away tears with her paws, but couldn't figure it out.There are so many of them, and someone can sneak attack.Ye Mang is always smiling on weekdays, and he is always the first one to rush forward.

When Su Jiangxian and A Miao were at the foot of the mountain, they saw thunder on Tingdao Mountain.

Patriarch Bai passed through the Peach Blossom Falling Barrier with a thunderous force, and disappeared outside the barrier in an instant.

Suddenly hearing the real thunder that contained anger, A Miao couldn't help resisting it with spiritual power, with a wry smile on her face.

"It's just like rumors, moving like a gust of wind, furious like a thunderbolt."

"Maybe something happened to the peach blossoms."

Su Jiangxian couldn't help but have a lot of guesses, and then turned to look at A Miao who didn't feel anything, and raised her hand to flick his forehead.

"If you had said a few words to force his apprentice in front of him just now, your head would have been taken off now."

A Miao lowered her head and chuckled, and followed Su Jiangxian forward.

"Yeah, it's just a chat."

"That child doesn't seem to be enlightened at all. The son of Mr. Baichuan beside him seems to be smarter than him."

"Tongqiao?" A Miao put her hands into her sleeves, and looked up at the peach blossoms, which were extremely pink. "He understands everything, but he doesn't like heavy ones, so he doesn't take it to heart."

"But I don't know... as gentle as a knife."

In the quiet room, Song Ningqing wiped the tears from the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, while Xiao Heng whispered to him.

"Brother, don't be sad."

Song Ningqing nodded, and Liu Renbiao sat cross-legged on the ground, closed the box again, and held it in her arms.

"I'll take this hand to the senior brother who drinks four seats. When Ye Mang comes back, I should be able to pick it up."

Liu Renbiao bowed and left, Song Ningqing also nodded.

They never thought that there were things in this world that Patriarch Bai couldn't do.

The door of the quiet room was closed, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake seemed to be ready. He held two small paws and bowed to Song Ningqing, then jumped off the ground, tilted his head and looked at Xiao Heng.

"This is Junior Brother Xiao, remember? I used to have morning classes with you, but now I have grown up."

"Chichi..."

Osmanthus Cake nodded, and her black Doudou eyes fixedly looked at Xiao Heng.Xiao Hengzheng felt strange, but saw that the quiet room was suddenly fixed, as if it was trapped in a hood by something.Song Ningqing felt cold all over her body, the wooden floor and the ceiling were covered with icy tentacles of frost!

"Xiao Heng! Come here!"

Song Ningqing yelled sharply and grabbed Xiao Heng, only to see black mist rising from the osmanthus cake on the ground, enough to fill the entire quiet room!

Song Ningqing stretched out the white rainbow and repelled the black mist that was attacking them, and saw that the black mist gradually solidified. In the center of the darkness, there seemed to be human figures slowly gathering, and a black hand slowly stretched out from the black vortex. out.

That hand stretched out extremely long, almost like a long snake, almost going through the white rainbow barrier and touching Xiao Heng.

"Heh...you look...like your father."

In the quiet room, there was a mixed voice that sounded like a male and a female voice, with a slightly raised tone, with a weird sandy sweetness.

It wasn't a monster, and it didn't look like an evil spirit from the underworld. Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng were terrified.

This aura so thick that it seemed to swallow up all visible things was actually like the legendary demonic aura.

The fairy seal on Xiao Heng's forehead was as hot as if someone had pressed it hard with a red-hot iron!The severe pain made him bend down.

"Come here and let me see...and then..."

The majestic killing intent locked on Xiao Heng, Xiao Heng frowned, and the sword intent left by Patriarch Bai uncontrollably attacked the black mist!

Like thunder, like lightning, the sword light fell like thousands of falling stars, scattering all the black mist!

The sword energy pierced through the sky, awakening all living beings in the mountain.

"Roar------"

Hearing a roaring dragon chant on the mountain, the sky shook, and the red dragon sleeping on the top of the mountain lifted the rocks on his body, and the green phoenix perched on the sycamore tree fluttered and flew up. Seeing the red dragon lift up The huge dragon head is about to push away the barrier of the zenith.

The red dragon lowered its head and rode down the wind, like the Milky Way, its winding and endless body like a ladder surrounded the entire Tingdao Mountain. The huge dragon's head leaned against the quiet room, and its golden pupils suddenly opened, staring at the dissipating blackness inside. fog.

"Yaoxie - get back!"

The dragon roared angrily, the sound of righteousness pierced the heaven and earth, people in the peach blossoms fell to look at Tingdao Mountain one after another, the older brothers comforted the younger brothers, covered their ears, and comforted them softly.

"That's Master's friend, the Chilong turned around."

When the brothers said this, there was still a trace of hesitation and surprise on their faces.

Evil?

In the quiet room, the black mist that was scattered by the sword light and intimidated by the divine power of the dragon's roar finally gradually dissipated in the quiet room.

It's just that the sweet voice still echoed in the quiet room unwillingly.

"I almost... bumped into you..."

"It's okay, we'll see you again."

Before the last bit of black mist dissipated, Xiao Heng broke free from Song Ningqing's hand and took a step forward.

"Is it you! You killed my father! I killed you, I killed you—"

"Hahahaha-"

Rampant laughter sounded in the quiet room, and finally dissipated.

Song Ningqing stepped forward and covered Xiao Heng's eyes, and she really felt a little damp.

"Brother, it's okay... I really found it, I... have to be happy."

Xiao Heng took a deep breath, took Song Ningqing's hand off, and held it tightly.

Song Ningqing turned her head to look at Chilong who was still lingering outside the quiet room, and bowed together with Xiao Heng.

"Thank you senior."

The red dragon snorted heavily and frowned.

"Thank you! This guy Bai Zhanfeng, the more he lives, the more stupid he is! Can't you see through such an easy way to divert the tiger away from the mountain!"

After Chilong cursed, he flew back to the top of Tingdao Mountain, coiled himself up and lay down.

"Smells like magic breath?" Qingfeng asked.

"Whatever he does, do it again if you have the ability." Chilong buried his head, which meant he didn't want to say any more.

Hearing the movement, Immortal Sujiang had already arrived. Seeing that Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng were still standing in the quiet room, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.Patriarch Bai is not here, if something happens, she has to protect her both emotionally and rationally.

But who would have thought that Bai Zhanfeng's irascible red dragon had already soared into the sky, creating a huge battle, and the others didn't know what to do now.

"...like magic energy."

Su Jiangxian frowned, seeing Song Ningqing squatting down, picking up a hamster, touching his heart lightly with his fingers, he was relieved when he found that it was still beating slightly.

"It came in hiding on this mouse, and it looks very powerful, but now I think it's just a bit of magic breath."

Su Jiangxian wanted to say more, but he heard the sound of thunder in his ears, and raised his eyes again, Patriarch Bai was already sitting on the soft bed in the quiet room, and there was a pale young man lying beside him.

"He's still alive, take him to the four clinics for a drink."

Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng nodded yes, Xiao Heng heard Patriarch Bai say again before leaving the door.

"I already know that it's Master's fault that he didn't keep him for you."

Xiao Heng turned around in panic and shook his head.

"I am useless. If I have completed my cultivation, he will not be able to leave."

Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng left the quiet room, took Yemang and osmanthus cake, walked with the sword, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Su Jiangxian wanted to say a few words to Patriarch Bai, but saw his serious face.

"I saw a hole at the boundary seam. It's not recent, it's been a while."

"...Have demons come to the human world?"

Patriarch Bai caressed the scabbard with his fingers, and nodded.

"The death of Mr. Baichuan is probably related to it. Fortunately, the hole is not big, and I blocked it. I walked through the boundary crack again, and I didn't see any other cracks."

Even Su Jiangxian couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and saw Patriarch Bai looking up at her.

"But I don't know how many demons have come to the world, and people must know about this."

"Let's call people to hunt demons."

Drinking in the four seats, there is a strong medicinal fragrance everywhere.Ye Mang was sunk into the medicine barrel, and the senior pharmacists were roasting long needles on the fire, one of them was holding Ye Mang's severed right hand, and the other was threading the needle and stitching it up in transparent potion.

"If you still have sunflower seeds from the bottom of the Nanhai Trench, you don't need to sew it up, it will stick together by itself."

The chief pharmacist of the four drinking seats——Qiu Huaping said to Song Ningqing, and Song Ningqing let go of her heart.

"Senior Brother Lao."

"Well, it should be. After so many years, Ye Mang is still the first Taohualuo disciple who almost lost his life. He, oh."

Qiu Huaping shook his head, because he was old, and he watched how many disciples Taohualuo grew up.Ye Mang has escaped since she was a child, and because she is smart, she can learn everything quickly.Because he often goes down the mountain and knows the ways of the world, Patriarch Bai sent him to guard the border this time.

I thought that every ten years, people would come back.Who knew that such a thing would happen.

"……yes."

Song Ningqing sighed softly, turned around and looked at Xiao Heng who was standing on the peak outside the house, watching the sea of ​​clouds churning.The strong wind blew his long hair, and he stood motionless on the top of the mountain, as if he would jump off at the wrong eye.

Song Ningqing couldn't help but took a few steps forward, and Qiu Huaping's voice came from behind her.

"That's Xiao Heng, the son of Mr. Baichuan."

Song Ningqing nodded, and saw that Qiu Huaping folded a few potted plants, which looked like green bells, and wrapped them in paper and handed them to Song Ningqing.

"I saw that his mind was agitated, as if he was still angry. You took the relief flower back and planted it, and let him smell it more. He is still young, so he doesn't have to bear too much."

After Qiu Huaping finished speaking, she opened the curtain and went in to see how Ye Mang's stitches were.

Song Ningqing put the paper bag into her sleeve pocket and walked to Xiao Heng's side.

"Brother, I want to go down the mountain."

Xiao Heng said, looking at the surging sea of ​​clouds in front of him, he thought of the cloud of black mist again.

"He always comes to me."

"it is good."

Song Ning said calmly, he did not obstruct.

"Senior brother will accompany you."

"It's just that senior brother doesn't want you to die. He is just a small incarnation today, and he made us tremble and be at a loss. How can you kill him if you find him?"

Xiao Heng was silent for a long time, then clenched his hands into fists and pursed his lips tightly.

"I know... I just..."

Xiao Heng was speechless, while Song Ningqing gently took his hand and turned to look at him.

"You lost your temper before, how did you do it?"

"Meditate first, count to three, then close your eyes and think about it in your mind."

"Open your eyes again, Senior Brother will promise you one thing."

Xiao Heng was guided by Song Ningqing, and slowly closed his eyes. He smelled the elegant fragrance at the tip of his nose, and heard Song Ningqing's gentle voice like a spring breeze. When he opened his eyes again, the thoughts that made his brain throbbing gradually subsided.

When Xiao Heng opened his eyes again, he saw Song Ningqing pinning a flower on his neckline.

"Senior Brother Qiu gave it to you, you can calm down."

"……Fine."

Xiao Heng swallowed such ugly words, and when he turned his head to look at the eternally peaceful Song Ningqing, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have you figured it out?" Song Ningqing asked.

Xiao Heng nodded, but shook his head again.

"I won't tell you first."

Xiao Heng held Song Ningqing's hand tightly, if his senior brother was always there, he would be able to stick to his heart and remain himself.

Ye Mang's treatment is almost done, Qiu Huaping said that Ye Mang woke up the next day.

Song Ningqing went home with Xiao Heng.When Song Ningqing went to pick up the food box outside the door, she heard the sound of wings fluttering like torrential rain, and countless skylarks in the air flew away from the peach blossoms.

Sitting in the room, Xiao Heng spread out his palms, his spiritual power slowly condensed, and pulled out a little needle-sized black mist from his palms, and Xiao Heng put them into a paper sparrow on the table.

He bit his index finger and drew a talisman on the paper sparrow.This is not the spell of Peach Blossom Falling, but the spell inherited from the Xiao family in Xiao Hengxian Seal.