It's better to fall in love

29. Awu

"You're jealous of Brother Jing."

"What did you say?" Jing Mu was about to cast a spell to release the icicles, when suddenly he heard He Wanluo's endless words, his face froze suddenly, his expression became extremely ugly, and his eyes gleamed with uncontrollable anger.

"Yes, you are just jealous of Brother Jing," He Wanluo originally wanted to delay time and find another way to get out, but when he saw Jing Mu as if he was talking about the central matter, his thoughts suddenly became smoother, and his words became more and more clear. Say more fluently, "You're jealous that he gets the likes you don't get."

Everyone has unspeakable thoughts in their hearts, and Jing Mu is no exception.

The father has ten children in total, nine of them were boys before A Yuan was born, until A Yuan was born, the first time he saw his infant little sister, he fell in love with her hopelessly.Her small body, pink lips and beautiful fish tail made him want to protect her for the rest of his life.But as the little sister got bigger and bigger, she didn't like to get close to him, and she was entangled with that bastard all day long.The seeds of hatred were planted in the young man's heart early on, and from then on he began to trouble Jing Ling everywhere, but the more he made things difficult for Jing Ling, the more his little sister defended him.No matter how hard he tried and how much he tried to please Ah Yuan, he couldn't compare to that bastard who did nothing.

It would be fine if it was someone else, but this person was Jing Ling, and he was so unconvinced.

He has never revealed this secret to others, and has always buried it deep in his heart. However, the vitality of this seed called hatred is extremely tenacious. Although it has been buried for thousands of years, it can still break out of the ground at any time and germinate .He had long vowed in his heart that as long as he seized any opportunity that could make Jing Ling feel grief-stricken, he would never let it go.

"Pick up the dream, hurry up."

Seeing Jing Mu's sudden silence, He Wanluo knew that she had poked his sore spot, so she immediately turned her head and whispered to Shi Meng.Shimeng understood immediately, and her pupils turned a strange gray color. As Shimeng's eyes became darker and darker, the expression on Jing Mu's face also changed from anger to dullness.

Successful.

He Wanluo cheered in his heart. His purpose of provoking Jing Mu deliberately was to disturb his mind, so that the spell of picking up dreams could take advantage of it and control him.

"How do we get out?" Shimeng frowned, with sweat dripping from his forehead, as if he was trying his best to fight against another divine consciousness, "He's too strong, I can't last long."

Of course He Wanluo knew that the situation was serious and there was no room for procrastination.But the icicle that trapped them was so thick that it was difficult to grasp it with two hands. He tried to kick the icicle vigorously, but the icicle did not move at all, not even leaving a half mark.They didn't have any sharp instruments at hand, and it was difficult to break free from the cage made of icicles with bare hands.

"Ah Luo, hurry up." Shimeng gradually became exhausted, two lines of blood flowed from her eyes, and at the same time, Jing Mu, whose eyes were dazed and dull just now, regained some expression.

Awu rolled his eyes around, and finally seemed to have made up his mind, jumped out of He Wanluo's arms, turned his head and growled at He Wanluo and Shimeng, "Get away."

"Awu, you..."

The half-sentence that hadn't been finished was choked in his throat and he couldn't speak anymore.

As soon as Awu's four feet touched the ground, it began to swell like a mushroom that had been full of water, until it grew to nearly half a person's height, and it stopped growing after one meter.Not only has the size changed, but even the appearance has begun to change. It is no longer the original fluffy bichon frizz. After the snow-white fur fades, what is left is the yellow and black tiger stripes. It keeps growing, and there are nine branches at the end of the tail, which looks like nine tails.

He Wanluo stared dumbfounded at A Wu's transformation into the giant beast with a tiger body and nine tails.The little dog he had been holding in his arms turned out to be such a mighty animal, it was because he couldn't see Mount Tai.

"You are so domineering, why do you keep pretending to be a dog." Sure enough, a dog is not what it looks like.

"It's too ugly." Now when Ah Wu spoke, it sounded like a tiger roaring, shaking He Wanluo's eardrums. "Puppy is cuter."

"It seems to make sense."

The strength of Awu, who had transformed into his real body, also multiplied. Its nine tails were wrapped around nine icicles, and with a violent pull, it forcibly pulled a section of the icicle upwards.Repeated several times like this, the icicle was uprooted by him.

At this moment, the ability to pick up dreams was finally exhausted, the dark gray in the pupils faded, and her eyes became red with bloodshot eyes. Before He Wanluo reached out to help her, she fainted to the ground.

Jing Mu, who was no longer under the control of Shimeng, woke up immediately, and within a few seconds he understood what had just happened, his expression was even uglier than before, the raging fire in his eyes seemed to burst out in the next moment, and the veins on his forehead were violent beating.

"You are looking for your own death."

While he was speaking, the seawater around him condensed into dozens of icy edges, all stabbing towards He Wanluo.

Awu curled up He Wanluo with one tail, and Shimeng with the other, and carefully put the two cubs behind them.Because of its huge size, its movements are not very flexible. It tried its best to fend off the ice edges with its tail, but because of the large number, no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't block them all.Many ice edges pierced Awu's body densely.Awu's fur was very thick, but it was still pierced by the sharp ice edges, and the dark red blood flowed out from his body, dyeing the sea water around him red.

Because of the pain, Awu roared, and the sound shook the bottom of the sea, and the originally calm bottom of the sea trembled slightly with the fluctuation of the sound.

Jing Mu's nostrils moved slightly, and he sneered disdainfully.I was too careless just now to know how to follow the way of this group of ants. The next step is to kill this mortal.When Jing Mu thought about it, the sea water solidified into slender ice picks between his fingers, he moved his fingers lightly, and the ice picks pierced He Wanluo's heart right in the middle.

"pat"

Suddenly, the sharp ice cone broke into two pieces in the sea for no reason and sank in the deep sea.

"Mu'er, bring him in."

The locked door on the seventh floor opened, and a thick and vigorous voice came from inside.

There was resentment in Jing Mu's eyes, but he couldn't disobey the voice's order, so he could only close Bing Leng, clenched his five fingers tightly into fists, and said to He Wanluo with biting hatred, "Don't you want to go in? Come."

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, He Wanluo's heart was beating non-stop, thinking of Jing Ling who was suffering, but he felt that he would not be afraid to go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire.But he really can't ask Shimeng and Awu to accompany him to take risks together.He stretched out his hand and touched Awu who had turned back into a bichon because of lack of energy, and told him, "Looking at Shimeng, wait here for Brother Jing and me to come back."

Awu was seriously injured and also very weak, with his head drooping on his front paws, he nodded to him, as if he had heard him.

After the confession, He Wanluo followed Jing Mu into the gate on the seventh floor.Passing through the semicircular corridor, at the end of the corridor, Jing Mu stopped in front of a room.

"Father, I've brought them here." Jing Mu lowered his eyebrows, and he rarely showed a humble expression when he was always in a bad mood.

As soon as Jing Mu finished speaking, the door opened automatically.

He Wanluo walked in, and the door closed automatically, but Jing Mu didn't come in together.

A huge luminous pearl is placed in the center of the room for lighting. Under the light of the luminous pearl, the room is very transparent.In front of Ye Mingzhu, there was an old man standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the change of Ye Mingzhu.

Like the merman outside, the old man also has a human body and a fish tail. Hearing He Wanluo walk in, the old man turned around.The old man's expression was solemn, his brows revealed a look of calmness and prestige, and his whole body exuded an unspeakable nobility.

"Are you Brother Jing's father?" He Wanluo was not afraid of Jing Feng's aura, and asked a step forward.

Jing Feng nodded.

"You locked Brother Jing up?"

"This scoundrel has abused the holy artifact and committed massacres in the human world. His life is already a lenient."

"How did you become a father?" He Wanluo questioned, pointing at Jingfeng and continued, "You never cared about him. The first time you showed up, you found someone to tie him back. imprison him."

Jing Feng frowned, and was a little surprised by this string of questions.

He Wanluo became more and more excited as he talked.

"Do you really know your son? If you knew half of him, you wouldn't feel that this matter had anything to do with him. Brother Jing, who I know, is very kind, although he often said that the way of heaven is always unwilling to interfere in other people's affairs." However, when the friends around him were in trouble, he never stood by. He was always alone and unwilling to get close to others. I don’t know what kind of experience he had in the past, and I don’t know What kind of father and elder brother would wholeheartedly hope for the death of their loved ones."

As he spoke, He Wanluo's eyes began to turn red. Unknowingly, Brother Jing had accumulated such a heavy weight in his heart, and he really wanted to see Brother Jing.

"He never hurt anyone. On the contrary, he personally punished the villain who stole the sacred artifact and killed someone. Why don't you even listen to an excuse. Even if you don't like him anymore, he is still your own son."

"Maybe you are high and powerful, but it doesn't mean you won't make mistakes. If you can't accept your son, give him back to me."

He Wanluo's eyes were piercing, and he didn't show any timidity towards Jing Feng's majesty. He calmly finished speaking coherently. His voice was not loud, but it was loud, and Jing Feng was startled and fell into deep thought.

"You're right, maybe I don't know my son well enough." Finally, Jing Feng's face no longer had a stereotyped solemn expression, and there was some smoke and fire, as if he was repenting for his cruelty to Jing Ling, "That's all, You go."

Jing Feng waved his hand, and a shark dressed as an entourage entered from the door, "Follow him, he will take you to meet the person you want to meet."

"?" He Wanluo was taken aback, so simple?He is also ready for a bloody battle to the end. It seems that Brother Jing's father is not hard-hearted.

He Wanluo was overjoyed when he heard that Jing Feng was willing to let Jing Ling go, and didn't want to delay for a moment, so he hurriedly walked out with his entourage.

"Father, why did you spare them so easily?" After He Wanluo walked away, Jing Mu entered from the door, shouting anxiously.

"Is that why you want to kill your brother?"

"Father, you have always disliked him." Jing Mu complained.

"Remember, no matter how much I don't like him, he is also your younger brother, and this cannot be changed," Jing Feng tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Jing Mu, as if warning.

"Yes." Jing Mu dared not speak out, and exited the room resentfully.

After everyone left, Jing Feng was the only one left in the room, and the original silence returned.

Jing Feng walked up to Ye Mingzhu with his hands behind his back and stared at it.In addition to lighting, this night pearl is also used to observe the movement of the East China Sea. At this moment, the curved surface of the pearl shows Ah Wu, who is lying on the ground with blood stained from the war outside the seventh floor, recuperating.

Unexpectedly, Lu Wushen, who had been missing for thousands of years, would appear here. Could it be that this young man named He Wanluo was...

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