Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

Yan Ke had never seen this man before, but felt that his appearance was somewhat familiar.Especially those purple eyes, people can't help but think of another person.

On the ground beside him, a faint white air rose from Xiaowan's body.The blood-stained face gradually blurred and returned to its original appearance.

His original appearance, in fact, only slightly resembles Du Sumu's eyebrows and eyes.It was only by cultivating demons to absorb the man's energy that he maintained that face.

Du Sumu's eyes fell on Xiao Guan, revealing a faint look of pity.

"If you want to ruin my reputation, there are countless ways." He said in a deep voice, "Why bother to involve ordinary people."

"Damn your reputation?" The pretended Holy Master raised his eyes and smiled slightly, his thin lips curled into a playful arc, "Sect Leader Du is worrying too much."

"This time, I just want to meet my son."

Du Sumu pursed his lips and looked at the man speechlessly.

"He doesn't want to see you," he said.

"It's up to you to decide whether he wants to see me or not." The man smiled, "It's Master Du..."

He stretched out his hand, lifted Du Sumu's chin very casually, and looked at it frivolously.

"I heard that you recently refined the fire jade into your soul. But I think the result..."

He stroked Dusumu's neck with his fingertips, and chuckled lightly.

"...It's not that bad."

Du Sumu stared at him with a pale face, and when he was about to speak, suddenly, a cold light flew from the corner and flew straight towards the man's arm.

The man made a backhand move, and the flying blade went straight into his palm.A stream of blood dripped down between the fingers.The man just frowned slightly, then flicked the blade away lightly.

"This is how you treat your biological father." He said lightly, "Is this the result of Du's education?"

Zhao Xuehan stood behind the man.Yan Ke had already been picked up by him at some point, pointing at the man's back.

"Now you have met your son's person." Zhao Xue said coldly, "Maybe you can get lost."

The man showed no fear, turned around leisurely, and looked Zhao Xuehan up and down.

"That's right." He said softly, stretched out two fingers, and touched Yan Ke's sword.Yan Ke only felt a chill coming from the blade.

"This is a good sword." He whispered, turned around and smiled at Du Sumu.

"It's a burden for you to hold this sword. Why don't you give it to me. In exchange for Xue Han. How about it?"

"Hmph, trade this sword?" Zhao Xuehan laughed, "If you say that, others will think that Mozun's son is something good."

"Xiaohan." Du Sumu called him heavily.Zhao Xuehan ignored him, still staring fiercely at the man.The man smiled slightly.

"That's all." He said, a black mist rose around his body, and his figure gradually disappeared, "Sword and Gouzi, let's stay with Master Du for now."

Du Sumu's face was pale, and he watched the last touch of black disappear into the temple, then slowly lowered his eyes and moved his gaze to a corner of the room.

Zhao Xuehan's hand holding the sword hangs down, and there is a rare look of teasing on his face.He silently watched Du Sumu walk to the wall, and hugged the small corpse lying on the ground in his arms.

"How could this happen...it shouldn't be..." Yan Ke was in Zhao Xuehan's hands, and Du Sumu murmured, "It's all my fault..."

Seeing Du Sumu close his eyes with an expression on his face that was about to cry, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and immediately broke away from Zhao Xuehan's hand.

He didn't know where the strength came from, he ran to Du Sumu's side in two or three steps, and held him tightly in his arms.

The little child's body fell from Du Sumu's hand to the ground, turned into dust and disappeared.

"I'm fine." Yan Ke said.

What came out of his mouth was an unfamiliar male voice.

With Du Sumu in his arms, his figure seemed to have suddenly become much smaller.Yan Ke was able to completely wrap him up.

Yan Ke couldn't help frowning.He looked down, but met Du Sumu's gaze.

His clear and transparent eyes widened, staring at him blankly, under the thin layer of water, Yan Ke saw his own reflection.

The moment he transformed the sword, his body had become an adult man.

Yan Ke suddenly became at a loss.The moment the sword is transformed, the soul of Yujian will disappear, and the human body will no longer exist.There has never been a precedent for someone like him to grow into an adult after turning into a sword.

He turned his head to look at Zhao Xuehan, Zhao Xuehan raised his eyebrows, his expression was somewhat surprised, but more of an expression of watching a play.

Du Sumu was still held in his arms blankly.Yan Ke didn't know what to do for a moment.

"You..." His lips moved, but he didn't know what to say at this moment.

After thinking for a while, Yan Ke lowered his head and kissed Du Sumu's cheek lightly as usual.

The body of the person in his arms suddenly trembled, like a conditioned reflex, and hit Yan Ke's shoulder with a palm.

Yan Ke immediately took a few steps back and looked at Du Sumu in confusion.Du Sumu still maintains the posture of pushing him away, but what is very rare is that his eye sockets and the base of his ears are dyed a light pink.

After standing still for a while, Du Sumu moved his lips slightly.

"Yan Ke?" He said softly.

Yan Ke nodded.

Du Sumu hesitated for a moment, then reached out his hand to Yan Ke.Yan Ke felt his warm fingertips lightly touch the back of her hand, so she spread her fingers and held Du Sumu's hand tightly as before.

"Oh!" Du Sumu suddenly let out a low muffled voice, pressed Yan Ke's wrist, and then withdrew his hand.Yan Ke saw a clear red finger mark on his palm.

This was the first time that Yan Ke's palm completely held Du Sumu's hand.But the strength that is suitable for children is actually too heavy to use now.

From the moment Du Sumu pushed him away, Yan Ke felt an inexplicable lump in his heart.At this time, the knot in his heart expanded rapidly, and it was extremely uncomfortable in Yan Ke's chest.

Du Sumu looked at him, there seemed to be thousands of words in his eyes, but he didn't say a word in the end. "Go back." He said softly, then turned and left the temple.

Zhao Xuehan briskly followed behind him, walked to Yan Ke's side, and patted Yan Ke on the back.

"Haven't you been led by him all the time before?" He possessed him again with his unrighteous appearance, and he was completely different from when he faced the false Holy Lord just now, "Follow me quickly."

Yan Ke waved Zhao Xuehan's hand away irritably, and strode away from this unlucky ruined temple.

Back at the residence, Du Sumu ordered Yan Ke to go back to his room and wait for him. He had something to tell Zhao Xuehan.In Du Sumu's room, Yan Ke suddenly felt helpless.Those once spacious spaces no longer exist for adults.

The pea cake he specially brought to Du Sumu had been crushed to powder during the struggle.But he still carried it back in his arms.

Yan Ke sighed inexplicably, turned into a sword, and lay quietly on the sword stand.

Du Sumu talked with Zhao Xuehan for a long time, and he didn't return to the house until the sun went down.

The room was pitch black, Yan Ke's figure was not visible, and Du Sumu's expression was a little flustered.Seeing this, Yan Ke turned into a human and stood beside the sword stand.

Du Sumu saw him.Yan Ke originally thought that he would come over and hug her as usual.But Du Sumu just looked at him, nodded slightly, and motioned Yan Ke to sit down.

In Yan Ke's view, Du Sumu's performance was a little colder than before.Yan Ke thought that she went out without saying hello and hurt Du Sumu, making him angry, so she leaned down slightly, said "I'm sorry" softly, and then kissed him carefully.

Du Sumu's body trembled, and his arms were raised immediately, as if he was going to push Yan Ke away, but he stopped in the middle.

He slowly put his hand on Yan Ke's shoulder, and carefully pushed him a few steps away.

"What did you do wrong?" Du Sumu said, "Why do you have to apologize."

"I..." Yan Ke hesitated to speak.

If I did nothing wrong, why did you push me away again.he thinks.

Du Sumu looked at him, as if he had read Yan Ke's mind.

"You have grown up." He said softly, "The previous behaviors are not appropriate anymore."

"Where is it inappropriate?" Yan Ke's eyes sank, "I just look taller."

"Not the same." Du Sumu shook his head.

Yan Ke's heart tightened for a while.He took two steps forward, instinctively wanting to grab Du Sumu's hand.Unexpectedly, Du Sumu retreated following his actions.Yan Ke stretched out his hand, only grabbing a piece of sleeve.

He looked at Du Sumu, and Du Sumu also looked at him, shaking his head slowly again.

Yan Ke's chest was suddenly stuffed with gloom.He bit his lip, shook his hand, threw away Du Sumu's sleeve, turned and left.

"Where are you going?" Du Sumu's voice fell behind Yan Ke, but Yan Ke ignored it.He felt his cuffs being pulled, and turned to look at the people behind him.Du Sumu frowned slightly.

"It's too late," he said, "don't go out."

Yan Ke sneered. "I'm not the same as before," he said in a fit of anger, and shook off the bell tied to him by Du Sumu on his wrist.

"You can't control it."

The bell fell to the ground, jingled around and then stopped.Du Sumu's eyes followed the small copper bell, and then slowly fell on Yan Ke.

"Yan Ke..." Du Sumu said softly.His long eyebrows fell, and there was a bit of sadness in his eyes, Yan Ke's heart tightened when he saw it.He gritted his teeth, strode out of the room, and slammed the door shut.

Although he was angry, he knew in his heart where he should go.The lights in Zhao Xuehan's room were on.Yan Ke pushed the door and entered, shut the door tightly with a bang, then grabbed Zhao Xuehan who was sitting by the window, pressed his fingers tightly against his jaw, and lifted him up directly.

"Is it your fault?" Yan Ke said sharply.

Zhao Xuehan was strangled, but she didn't panic, instead she patted Yan Ke's arm.

"What if?" He laughed.

Yan Ke stared at Zhao Xuehan coldly, and tightened her fingers.His knuckles dug deep into his neck, rattling.

"If you want to kill him, I'll kill you," he said.