How to make the white lotus surrender

Shen Jitong really didn't react.

The Emancipation Flower plus his illusion guidance would indeed make the so-called "memory of past lives" develop as he wanted.

But having another child is too much, right?

Not to mention that the two actually didn't take any further intimacy other than holding hands and hugging. Even if it really went to that step, Yu Deng is a man, and it would be a bit ridiculous to have a baby.

But... For the cultivation world, although men are rare, it is not impossible for men to have children.

Seeing Yu Deng's appearance, he seems to like children very much. If he really wants children in the future, he will go to the son-mother snake left over from ancient times, take out the inner alchemy of the female snake and implant it into Yu Deng's dantian, which can really transform men The body is the constitution of conception.

It can also fulfill a young man's dream of being a mother.

Yu Deng didn't know what impact his words had on Shen Jitong, he just carried out his plan meticulously, drawing out the line of the child in an orderly manner.

"Ji Tong?"

Shen Jitong came back to his senses, his smile unchanged: "Why did Ah Deng mention children?"

Of course Yu Deng knew that Shen Jitong would not easily recognize an unfounded child, so he frowned, pressed his forehead with one hand, and made a confused expression.

"For some reason, I always feel that we once had a child, and you were looking forward to it..."

Throwing a seemingly meaningless meaning, a smart person should know how to follow up.

Yu Deng was as careful as he was calculating, he knew that Shen Jitong could not get his wish right away.

So the relationship between the two seemed to be harmonious day after day, but in the end it was just ambiguous. If Shen Jitong wanted to win his heart, he would naturally try his best to create a deeper bond for the two of them.

A child is a perfect bond, and Yu Deng is [-]% sure that Shen Jitong will take this trick.

Sure enough, Shen Jitong had long and thick eyelashes hanging down, and his face was as white as Su Xue, so the light red under his eyelids became more conspicuous.

He slightly raised his eyelids, the eye sockets showed a melancholy arc, and his weak and soft attitude was really unbearable.

"A Deng..."

His voice seemed to be a little trembling, but his calm sadness made people feel more pity.

Shen Jitong tightened his fingers lightly, pinching out a wrinkle in the Tang-colored fabric on the side of the sleeve.

Yu Deng watched silently, once again lamenting this guy's good acting skills out of nothing.

Not to mention, if he hadn't been sober-minded at the moment, he might really be bluffed.

Shen Jitong raised his eyes, and his black eyes looked straight at Yu Deng, a light-colored watery light appeared in his deep black eyes, and the beauty was crying, always a bit of amorous feelings.

"We used to love each other, but I don't know if Ah Deng still remembers the matter of crossing the city?"

Yu Deng raised his eyebrows: "Walking City?"

Shen Jitong sighed softly: "This Dusheng City is a big city in the Demon Realm, and it is full of devil cultivators who raise puppets, and the city owner of Dusheng City is even the leader of those puppets. By nature, I love to watch those games where the living are hunted by ghosts."

"I hope Shucheng did not know where to offend the evil ghost leader, so that Dushengcheng sent puppets to try to destroy us. A Deng, you were pregnant with a child at the time, and you were desperately trying to fight those evil puppets. Unfortunately, the child passed away. Let's go..."

Shen Jitong almost choked up when he spoke, but Yu Deng was simply amazed.

Yu Deng said that he has never seen a person who can make up stories so well. He throws out a setting, and Shen Jitong can make it up along the way. It is bloody and affectionate, and the taste of ancient early writing is too strong.

Yu Deng almost couldn't take it, and after a long while he said: "It turned out to be like this. If I didn't mention it before, you can just pretend that he has never been in this world?"

The young man's bright black eyes stared directly at the man, with a kind of sadness that had not yet expressed anger.

Shen Ji raised his heart slightly, his voice lowered a little inexplicably, as if he was a little short of breath and aggrieved by the training: "A Deng, you just came back, how can I mention such a sad thing to you?"

"Ah Deng is so fierce, what am I doing, I, I can't wait to fight the puppet leader of Dusheng City!"

Yu Deng thought to himself that the city lord of Dusheng City had also been unlucky for eight lifetimes, and somehow he had to bear the life of a child.

Presumably, the relationship between the three cities of the Demon Realm is also turbulent, not as harmonious as it appears on the surface.

Yu Deng turned his head, his expression relaxed a bit, and finally sighed softly: "That's all."

The young man's expression was a bit indescribably depressed, he pursed his lips, his black eyes fell on a certain point in the air without focus, and murmured in a low voice: "But I always feel that he is still by my side, maybe... it has been so long As big as other people's children."

Shen Jitong's eyes turned redder.

He held Yu Deng's hand and slowly tightened it, a complicated dark color flashed in his eyes.

He rarely saw such a fragile and melancholy expression of Yu Deng, like a fragile dream, the pale face of the young man seemed to be blown away by the wind in the next moment.

That ungraspable, misty sense of fragility can always hit a person's heart directly.

Shen Jitong even had a rare sense of guilt. The lord of Thousand Faces City, the master of disguise and illusion, never thought that one day he would fall into the worldly love that he once sneered at. .

Not surprisingly, Yu Deng was held back by Shen Jitong early the next morning, and Shen Jitong only said that he was going to take a stroll around to relax.

Yu Deng's heart is clear.

Shen Jitong held Yu Deng's hand, Yu Deng hid for a while, but let him go.

The man was wearing a blue-and-white double-breasted gown, his black hair was partly loose, and was tied up with a green jade hairpin. He looked at the young man from the corner of his slightly elongated eyes, with a bit of ambiguity, elegant and noble, handsome and affectionate.

At this time, no matter who is looking at him, it should be somewhat irresistible to the temptation.

But who is Yu Deng?His heart was like still water, without any fluctuations.

No matter how beautiful Shen Jitong is, can he be as beautiful as his senior sister?

In the daytime, "Wangshu City" has white walls and black tiles, which is quite ancient, surrounded by water, small bridges and flowing water, as beautiful as a fairyland outside the world.

Yu Deng had the same expression on his face, and let Shen Jitong hold his hand to watch and play on the side of the street.

Shen Jitong seemed to be in a good mood, and wanted to buy something for Yu Deng whenever he saw it.

They walked to a stall selling candied haws, Shen Jitong's eyes lit up slightly, he shook Yu Deng's hand, and said with a smile, "A Deng, let's buy bunches of candied haws."

Yu Deng glanced at him, with a relaxed expression on his face, he said, "You're such an adult and you still eat such kid stuff..."

Shen Jitong pursed his lips and smiled: "Anyway, Ah Deng won't dislike me."

Yu Deng turned his head to ignore him, and Shen Jitong laughed even more happily.

The old man selling candied haws looked at the two and said with a smile: "Master Shen and his wife are here today."

Shen Jitong hooked his lips, nodded and said: "Well, old man, bring me two bunches of candied haws, and give the bigger one to my wife."

The old man smiled and said, "Okay."

Yu Deng looked like he wanted to defend but then let go, Shen Jitong withdrew his eyes, and the smile on his brows was even brighter.

Shen Jitong handed a bunch of candied haws to Yu Deng, his eyes twitched: "A Deng, I'll give you the big one."

Yu Deng told himself in his heart that he had to bear it, and after a while he took the bunch of candied haws with a few twists on his face.

Yu Deng himself is a straight man, this kind of flirtatious method is not only useless to him, but it makes him feel disgusting enough.

The two had been "sweet" for a long time, and finally Shen Jitong led him into a small courtyard.

Near the small courtyard, you can hear the children's laughter like silver bells.

Knowing that Yu Deng finally got to the point, Shen Jitong held his hand, with an unexpectedly peaceful smile on his face.

The man lowered his eyes and pushed open the door with a gloomy lamp. Inside the door, many innocent and lovely children were chasing and playing. When they saw a stranger coming, they all stopped, and the bright and innocent eyes stared at him suspiciously. people.

Shen Jitong said softly: "A Deng, if our child grows up, it will be about this age."

Yu Deng: "...Yes."

Shen Jitong gently embraced his shoulders, and said in a low voice: "If not, we will adopt a child back. These children are the masters of life and were abandoned at birth. If they have Ah Deng's love, they will be happy and healthy lifetime."

Yu Deng's eyes swept across the group of apparently curious children, and several men who were in charge of taking care of the children also squeezed their hands nervously.

Yu Deng's eyes fell on a boy in the corner.

The boy's clothes were rough and plain, and although his face was covered with mud and black ash, he did not conceal his refinement. He had a cold demeanor, and his black eyes were like wolf cubs, which made people worry that he would show his fierceness and bite someone.

Shen Jitong followed Yu Deng's eyes and met the boy's cold and sharp eyes. The boy seemed to have inexplicable hostility towards him, and his black eyes were fixed on his arm holding Yu Deng, as if to bite him off. finger-like.

He frowned, and looked again, the boy had already moved his eyes away.

At this time, Yu Deng broke free from his arm, walked up to the boy and knelt down in front of the boy, with a somewhat confused and soft-hearted expression.

A flush of excitement appeared on the young man's face, and he asked the boy softly, "What's your name?"

The boy looked up at him, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes softened inexplicably, as if a wolf cub had met his master.

With a hoarse voice, the boy said in a childish voice: "I, I don't have a name, you can call me Ah Ling."

Yu Deng sighed softly, couldn't help getting closer to the boy, and seeing that the boy didn't resist, he hugged him lightly: "It's a nice name, if possible, would you like to live with me in the future?"

Behind Yu Deng, Shen Jitong squinted his long and narrow eyes, fixed on the place where the boy and Yu Deng were embracing and touching, and a bit of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

He walked to Yu Deng's side in a few steps, and said softly, "A Deng, come with me."

Hearing this, Yu Deng looked at Shen Jitong in surprise, hesitated for a moment, and let go of the boy.

Just about to stand up, I found that my sleeve was gently held by the boy, with a small amount of strength, but with a bit of resilience.

The boy looked at him with black eyes, and his slightly white lips moved: "I am willing to go with you, you won't want me, right?"

Yu Deng said softly: "Of course, I will naturally be responsible for you."

Shen Jitong felt a little uncomfortable in his heart for some reason, but in the end he could still pretend, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.

Yu Deng stood up and said to Comrade Shen Ji: "What?"

Shen Jitong gritted his teeth, and glanced at the little wolf cub, Yu Deng had already spoken his words just now, how could he coax people to leave this little brat behind?

Therefore, the Shen City Lord could only pinch his nose and swallow the bitter fruit, gritted his teeth and said, "It's nothing."

The author has something to say: I will speed up the progress! !There are only two chapters left and this dungeon is over!

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottle of up to duck;

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