Comprehension Dragon Soul

Si Minglang reacted fairly quickly. After understanding the meaning of the screaming man's words, he immediately hugged Ao Rui tightly in his arms, and held his breath, he touched the door of the small kitchen.There were monks in this family, not to mention, all of them were mortals. If someone came in and stole the child, they would inevitably search the whole family. Chances are good.

The shrill female voice screaming that the young master was lost suddenly rose, but it stopped abruptly after a miserable cry.Si Minglang frowned, the situation in this small town was becoming more and more difficult for him to understand, it was clearly the work of the monks, seeing that they were unscrupulous in attacking mortals, they might be people in the way of demons.

People in the way of the devil, what would they do if they stole the child... It is the luckiest result to accept him as a disciple, use it as a miscellaneous job or as a furnace.Others, do not want to mention.Si Minglang wanted to help, but he still had Ao Rui to take care of him. The people who followed him during the day were unwilling to verify the authenticity of the Shuizemen token in his hand, they just focused on swinging their swords at him without even a buffer.If he wants to help, it depends on whether people are willing to ask him for help.

The monks sitting in this mansion were not for nothing after all, they screamed and stood up, fighting evenly with the person who stole the child.

Seeing the lively ping-ping-pong-pong, Si Minglang wrapped Ao Rui tighter, and tiptoed through the small garden outside the kitchen, seeing that he could escape from the mansion by climbing over the wall, and with the family just now After disregarding the relationship between what happened, he bumped into a sneaky man at the bottom of the wall.

Different from Si Minglang's cautiousness when he was holding Ao Rui, this man had three limp babies hanging around his waist, about three years old, hanging on his body like pigs and dogs with ropes. It's not that the three children still have voices, they are almost like corpses!But he firmly covered his face with the hood, only revealing a pair of cold eyes.

That person hid at the base of the wall and found him almost at the same time as Si Minglang.

At any rate, Si Minglang was born in a decent family, so it's fine if he didn't see him, but when he saw this demonic monk, he subconsciously drew his sword out of its sheath.As if the thief who stole the child was dazzled by the light of the sword in his hand, he pre-empted the attack, and he struck with all his strength. The evil spirit screamed and the wind gusts, even Si Minglang had to wait attentively.

But the menacing moves were anticlimactic. Three or two evil spirits flew up and down around Si Minglang, looking scary, but they couldn't haunt Si Minglang for long.That person only needed to drag Si Minglang a step, and he opened his mouth immediately, but there was a woman's scream: "Ah! The little master is here!" Before Si Minglang could catch up again, he tucked his hood tightly and turned into a A trail of black smoke disappeared.

However, Si Minglang was taken aback by him. The aura fluctuated so violently here, which already attracted people's attention, and the people who came to help were about to arrive. It was pointed out that there was a conspiracy here, but there were two of them. I looked this way first.

Looking at this side, there is also a doll with invisible heels. The old man with the white beard in the head stopped talking nonsense with Si Minglang. Raising his hand was the big move he had prepared for a long time. Following suit, a group of qi-training monks blew up almost the entire back garden of the house, but when the aura of the spell dissipated, the person who was about to be stopped had disappeared.

Si Minglang's original intention was not to engage in such a useless fight with them, but the coercion of those spells made his hair stand on end, and he had to take out his sword to fight against them. The monks who practice Qi training at the seventh and eighth level are far inferior to him, but Si Minglang is not easy to deal with these people together.At this moment, Ao Rui in his arms woke up.

With a mouthful of dragon's breath and a breath, he forcibly cut a path out of a densely packed dozen or so spells. Si Minglang's body flashed with a flash of inspiration, and he disappeared along the path.Several monks looked at each other, and the old man who was the leader waved his hand, and the group of monks comprehended and turned to the one who was fighting lively.

Si Minglang didn't pay attention to these people, and walked from the south of the city to the north of the city in one breath with his head lowered. Then he stepped down and stopped in an inconspicuous corner.This is a small courtyard with a locked gate that has been deserted for an unknown amount of time. Si Minglang used two water spells to clean all the large and small furniture in the room, and only then did he barely have a place to stay.

Looking down, Ao Rui's eyes were wide open, but he was awake all the time, but he was so quiet that even Si Minglang almost thought he had fallen asleep again.

When he woke up, he found himself in a different place, and there were many people around him attacking him. Ao Rui didn't think it was strange. He was put on the clean table by Si Minglang, and he didn't take Si Minglang's clothes The meaning of returning it to him was just a serious face.

Si Minglang himself was a little guilty, he hid his bitten right hand and said with a smile, "This time you woke up faster than before."

Ao Rui still looked at him deeply, and said after a long while: "I wake up this time, I feel much better." He frowned, trying to express his feelings to Si Minglang: "One night of practice yesterday equals the past three days. merit."

Si Minglang's heart skipped a beat, he himself was also puzzled now, he told Ao Ruiyi about the golden light he saw when he practiced inner vision, and where the golden light went.But two blushes appeared on Xiaolong's face: "So it was you at that time." Si Minglang asked again, but Ao Rui just shook his head and refused to say, thinking of the other party as his mother or something, he was sleeping soundly and thinking about drinking Grandma or something, even if he is still young, he knows that he can't tell people about it.

The heat on Ao Rui's face went down a bit, he maintained his serious expression, and explained softly to Si Minglang: "When I practiced, I probably activated the dragon blood in your body. It played the role of dual cultivation." It was Si Minglang's turn to blush. It is rare for a young man of this age to not want to be wrong when he hears this, but he couldn't say it to the innocent face of Ao Rui—I thought the first time double cultivation was with him. My favorite future Taoist companion!

Although Ao Rui is far older than Si Minglang, he just looks small and cute, and his mind is not very mature, but Si Minglang can't explain it to him. He always feels a little guilty, as if he spoiled someone else's child of.

It's no wonder that Si Minglang blushed. In the past 8000 years, the definition of double cultivation in this world has also undergone many changes.From an originally pure word that even a hundred-year-old dragon can say without changing his face, it has become a word that is not suitable for children to understand in detail.

Ao Rui looked at Si Minglang with some hesitation, and suggested: "Since the effect of our dual cultivation is not bad, let's continue to do so in the future." Failed to resist the temptation of power.