After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

He did not go back to the place where Han Qisheng lived, but took the little bell to a busy inn, just in case, if those men in black went back to find them, it would be troublesome. The place is always right.

Yan Lin asked someone to make a pot of hot water, and tidied up the little bell. Her pale face was a little stupefied, and her black eyes were fixed on one spot, as if she had lost her soul.

Yan Lin exhaled slightly, walked to her side and squatted down with a complicated expression, raised his hand to stroke her bangs, and said carefully, "Is there something uncomfortable about Little Bell?"

She was motionless and did not answer.

There was a hint of worry in Yan Lin's eyes. This child was living a difficult life. Han Qisheng rescued her from hell, so she regarded Han Qisheng as her salvation, her light, and her god.

The death of the god has always been a great blow to her, and it was difficult for her to come out for a long time. From today onwards, he should bring people by his side.

While Yan Lin was contemplating, Little Bell suddenly raised her head and stared quietly at Yan Lin who was at the same level as her. Her dark eyes seemed to have bound magic power, and her voice was Weng Weng, she did not answer Yan Lin's question , just stated: "Many of them bullied my brother, obviously my brother was crying, but no one paid attention to him, they were still laughing... My brother lost a lot of blood, why did they bully my brother, why?"

It was clearly just a simple statement, but she didn't even have a cry, her whispering voice was calm and well-behaved, like a newborn baby's ignorance of the world, and like a silent abyss of thorns.

Yan Lin's hand that was helping her straighten her hair froze slightly, and his fingertips trembled a little. After a while, he couldn't hold back his hand, and suddenly clenched his fist behind his back. The tingling pain in his palm kept him rational and awake.

He swallowed his throat and was unable to speak for a while, but the little bell kept staring at him, silently waiting for his answer.

After a few seconds, Yan Lin stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, hugged her tightly, stroked her back gently, and comforted: "Because they are all bad people, but it doesn't matter, one day , I will help you kill them."

The life of a mortal is very short, and life and death can never be let go. Little Bell is like this, so why not him? The scene of Han Qisheng's death is still deeply remembered in his mind. torment...

How painful it must have been when he died.

In fact, when he knew that Han Qisheng had betrayed him, he didn't hate him too much. Perhaps because there had been a more painful betrayal, his feelings became lighter.

Or maybe because he knows that like himself, he is also a person who has been bound for too long, and he is trying to break free from the shackles.

It's just that I didn't expect that with Tiandou, the ending always seemed to be the same.

A trace of disgust flashed in Yan Lin's eyes, his crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his emotions, casting a shadow on his face. He hugged the little bell even more tightly, and said softly: "I will kill them, I promise."

Old and new grudges will always be settled.

……

Then they stayed in the inn for three days, but a familiar person found them three days later.

At that time, he just bought some food outside and came back. When he opened the door, he found a familiar figure standing in the middle of the room.

Halfway through the Yanlin Gate's opening, his hand suddenly stopped, his eyes opened slightly, full of surprise.

How could he be here?

Dark blue brocade clothes, jade belt and silver crown, tall and straight figure like cedar, handsome and elegant face like jade carving, the whole person has awe-inspiring aura, absolutely gorgeous, and the nobleness is incompatible with this room, as if entered by mistake The mortal crane.

Those gentle eyes seemed to have been staring at him from the very beginning, the deep eyes were heavy, and they looked at him carefully without blinking. Seeing him looking over, the better lips were slightly raised, outlining a beautiful intimacy radians.

"You're back."

The familiar long-lost voice fell on his ears, Yan Lin trembled, and clenched the things in his hands, surprised for a moment, he withdrew his hand, walked in, and closed the door.

Lin Junxiu's brows and eyes were still alienated, and he calmly withdrew his gaze, then walked past him and put the things on the table.

He glanced at the little bell lying on the bed resting, breathing smoothly and sleeping soundly, he must have been enchanted.

He turned his head and looked at the person standing next to him. Several names went round in his mind, but he still chose the familiar one: "Why is brother here?"

You must know that only his father knew the news of his coming to the lower realm, and the others didn't reveal half of it at all, and even if they knew, it would be impossible to find him so accurately.

Yan Jin looked at the young man in front of him, his narrow eyes did not want to move an inch, he was wearing a simple green shirt, and his handsome appearance was a little longer, the eight years in the mortal world made him a little more settled, gone Those edges and corners in the past, the whole person calmed down, and became more introverted.

When Qinghe chose the lower realm, he didn't stop him or even pretended not to know, he just wanted him to do what he wanted, and he could take care of other things in Haoran Immortal Mansion for him.

When he wants it in the future, I will give it to him intact.

As long as he is happy, that's enough.

But the track of history did not slack in the slightest. He thought that as long as he took good care of the Haoran Immortal Mansion and protected his father secretly, he would be able to prevent everything from happening, but what should come always came, and he was not even given any time to react.

The father died 30 years earlier than in the previous life, and the people behind him were so powerful that they did not disturb anyone.

By the time he rushed over, it was already too late.

Qing He is a very emotional person. He has lost too much in every life, and his obsession is deep in his heart. How should he speak now, how should he tell him?

Yan Jin's brows were slightly raised, she restrained her gaze away, turned around and walked to the table, raised her hand on the teapot, feeling the coldness of the porcelain with her fingertips.

"It was Han Qisheng who told me your location and asked me to pick you up and leave."

Yan Lin knew it in his heart, and he was right. Since he left a letter to himself and asked him to protect the little bell, he would not let him fall into the hands of the ghost-masked man in black. Now he is just a mortal with no cultivation. , it seems inevitable to send a letter to Yan Jin.

"Then brother is going to take me back?"

Yan Jin flicked her fingertips and nodded, her dark eyes were as deep as mist.

"Han Qisheng has already told me about the situation. Now that the world is no longer safe, you have to go back. Only by my side can I keep you safe."

Only by my side can I feel at ease.

Yan Jin looked at the young man steadily, the tension and concern in his words didn't look like a fake.

Yan Lin turned around and looked at the child on the bed, thinking of those black-clothed ghost-masked figures and the empty spiritual power in his body, his gaze sank.

He was right, the person behind him already knew that he was in the Mortal Realm, and now this place was no longer safe.Although he felt that those people probably didn't know that the phoenix egg was on him, and they were so impatient to find him, maybe they wanted to use him as an entry point to find the whereabouts of the other half of the phoenix egg.

But he hasn't found the answer yet.

Can't go back.