Quickly transcend when indifference is attacked by scum

Wen An was surprised to see that the stars in those eyes were so dim that it made people feel distressed. Coupled with the small face with protruding cheekbones, the whole person looked lifeless.

The three disciples in the back couldn't feel the anger of Elder Wen in front of them clearly, as if the aura of crushing people's bones made their foreheads break out in cold sweat, they tried their best to look up at the person on the bed, if the elder endangered This child, even if they wear the hat of disrespecting the teacher, they must rescue the child. However, the elder's control power is obviously far superior to them. .

Sensing the actions behind him, Wen An felt a little less angry in his heart, and put away his aura. He stared straight at Xi Jing's ashen eyes for a long time before accepting a result he didn't want to admit: Xi Jing doesn't remember him anymore, maybe, not just him, but everything.

He secretly sighed, what happened to this world?

"Bring me some food, step back." With a wave of Wen An's sleeve, he swept away the obstacles and closed the door.

Wen An walked slowly by the bed, looked at this familiar child seriously, and a trace of sourness slowly entangled his heart. Xi Jing, who couldn't remember anything, regarded himself as Xi Jing of the original author, and faced him directly. How would you feel about such a cruel thing?He had only heard that people would close themselves off if they were too stimulated, but he never thought that Xi Jing, who smiled like a bright sun, would do the same.

He sat on the edge of the bed lightly, and the bed board sank slightly under the weight, and Xi Jing immediately bounced violently like a rabbit that had been pricked by needles, with a expressionless face but desperately going to bed shrink inside.

Wen An quickly grabbed his arm, which was thin, and the bones were a bit piercing. Regardless of his resistance, he pulled him into his arms, hugged him tightly, and carefully paid attention not to hurt him with his own strength, and lowered his head. , her forehead was pressed against his forehead, her eyes looked at his gently, and she said softly over and over again: "It's okay, be good, it's okay, everything will be fine..."

Gradually, Xiao Xi Jing no longer struggled, and Wen An's deliberately soft voice surrounded the room penetrated by sunlight, low and gentle, like a gurgling spring flowing into a person's heart, washing away all filth, bringing Magically heals all wounds...

A tiny whimper suddenly sounded from his bosom, Wen An's voice froze, and he watched those big amber-like eyes slowly regain their energy, become sad and painful, and gradually filled up the water until Unable to bear it, I slid down...

Xiao Xijing also wrapped his hands around Wen An's back, pulling them hard, as if he would never let go again, and sometimes a childish and choked voice sounded vaguely: "Father...Mother...don't leave me... ..."

Wen An suddenly felt as if someone had grasped his heart fiercely, and an inexplicable sourness hit him completely. His hands trembled slightly, and he cupped little Xi Jing's face, with his thumbs gently Rusting, feeling the wet water, at that moment, he knew that no matter whether Xi Jing could recover his memory or whether they could survive, he would never, but, be able to let him go.

Heart-piercing cries came out, and the worried people outside were silent. The female disciple's eyes were red, and she wiped it away as if to cover up, and said in a panic, "I'll go and prepare some food for digestion." Then she ran away. After leaving, the two male disciples were also quite uncomfortable and hurried away.

After a long time, little Xi Jing hiccupped and fell asleep with some convulsions.

Wen An lightly pointed at his sleeping hole, and walked out with a gloomy face. Three disciples quickly appeared in front of him, this time kneeling in front of him in complete submission, waiting for his order.

"Where did that group of demons appear in the end?" Wen An only felt a gloom in his heart, lingering and unable to dissipate for a long time.

The three of them didn't dare to hesitate, and said bluntly: "The last trace was in the small woods to the south of Anhe Village. They seemed to disappear out of thin air. We couldn't find any trace of their actions at all, so we couldn't strangle them."

Wen An nodded, pinched his hands in a simple way, disappeared in the same place in an instant, and reappeared, it was clearly the dilapidated Anhe Village that had been turned into ruins.

Following the intuition in his heart, he grasped and grasped the palm of his right hand, his inner breath surged, and a snow-like transparent long sword—Yan Po, was quietly presented in his hand like a pool of clear water.

All of Kezi's experience is actually killing demons in the mortal world. He has already practiced extremely proficiently, and his talent and intelligence even allowed him to explore a method of searching for demons that he can only use, which has miraculous effects.

The long sword was turned upside down, and the sword glow from time to time pierced Wen An's wrist, a trace of blood flowed out and stuck to the tip of the sword, red, white and white, extremely thrilling, Wen An pinched his fingers to make a decision, and brushed across the sword inch by inch , the inner breath glowed slightly on the sword, and the bright red bloodshot was more eye-catching, even a little coquettish. Slowly, the bloodshot soared into the air silently, hanging in the air, and merged into an extremely mysterious pattern, with a faint sense of morality in it Going up and down, Wen An only needed one glance, and a place appeared in his mind without any surprise: "Ten meters underground in the woods to the south of Anhe Village."

The hand trembled, and the bloodshot dissipated in the air.

Wen An dodges a few times, then arrives at the place, and with a sweep of his divine sense, there is indeed a huge hole in the ground, about a hundred demons are enjoying themselves in it, and someone is holding a piece of meat that looks like a human leg and is biting it. Drenched with blood, there is still a bit of flesh remaining between the gaping teeth; someone is having random sex, the disgusting **** are intertwined, unbearably sensational, let others judge...

Wen An just felt nauseated, it was such a person that made Xiao Xijing's parents die to protect him!

The inner breath surged, Wen An threw up the soul, and slapped down the palm of his hand fiercely. The soaring sword light split the ground like cutting tofu, and spun deep into it. Every time Wen An retracted his fingers, A muffled crackling sound could be heard, and a straight up and down passage was formed in just a few breaths.

Wen An didn't care about such a big movement, so what if he was heard by the devil, he was strong enough to crush them, so there was no need to be cautious in his words and deeds.

He floated down, and in his divine sense, there was already a demon coming here, holding a big knife and a hammer, with a fierce face, he sneered, the long sword exploded according to his heart, and unceremoniously circled around, a few big heads fell They fell to the ground with their unmoved facial expressions, and this bloody method directly suppressed the demon who was about to come behind.

The strength of the devil in this cave is no higher than that of Tianxuan Nine Layers. Realizing the strength of the person who came, there was a sudden chaos.

Wen An swept across without haste, like chopping melons and vegetables. Even if someone ran towards the exit, it only needed a single blow of sword energy to completely destroy the devil's heart and turn his whole body into stumps. minced meat.

After half an hour.

Wen An reappeared in Anhe Village, and Yan Po had already entered his dantian. He walked a few steps forward, and suddenly frowned and sniffed the smell on his clothes. There was a pungent smell of blood, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over. Find a place to clean up first, but unexpectedly, the disciples in Antin Town came over suddenly: "Elder, Xiao Jing has woken up, and I am in a hurry to find you, can you hurry back?"

As soon as Wen An heard this, he couldn't care about anything, he picked up the disciple and hurried back.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the female disciple earnestly persuade him: "Xiao Jing, the elder really just went out for a while, maybe he went to buy you suitable clothes, and wanted to bring you some gadgets back. , let me promise you, okay, you can eat a little first?"

Wen An was walking in and stopped for a moment, before throwing a sentence: "Go to the market to buy suitable clothes and some small toys suitable for children."

The two male disciples looked at each other.

As soon as Wen An entered, Xiao Xi Jing's eyes were fixed on him like a spotlight, showing a trace of panic and nervousness, and he swallowed the spoonful of porridge in front of him without even trying. Wen An frowned, grabbed the porridge with his hands, scraped off a spoonful of porridge and let it cool before handing it over.

Xiao Xijing stared blankly at him for a while, then looked at the woman next to him warily, and then ate slowly.

Wen An directly issued an order to evict the guest: "You can go out now."

The female disciple didn't think anything of it, but looked at Wen An with respect.Generally speaking, isn't a gentle woman more healing to a wounded child?She knew that she was rejected by that child, and Elder Wen, who was usually just a lump of ice and impatient with everything else except cultivation, was accepted by this child. This is really a miracle.

There were only two people left in the room. Wen An obviously felt that little Xi Jing was truly relaxed, and he gave a low laugh, which caused Xi Jing to stare blankly again. He tapped Xi Jing's nose, and his voice contained A trace of pampering that I didn't realize: "Little guy, I guess when you really wake up, you will be ashamed and angry."

Xi Jing lowered his head, and only then saw a tiny spot of blood on Wen An's sleeve. His whole body was struck by lightning, and various chaotic memories shuttled through his mind. Sometimes it was his father's face with tearing eyes, and sometimes it was his mother's face. The warm embrace finally turned into bright red...

He yelled in a low voice: "Blood, blood..." The sound became more and more mournful.

Wen An frowned, looking at his somewhat sloppy eyes, this can't work, this incident has too much impact on Xiao Xijing's heart, he must find a way to eliminate it!

Gently pressing Xi Jing's eyes, Wen An's tongue burst into thunder: "Xi Jing, wake up!"

The subordinate's body shook violently, and the only thing left in the room was the soft and shallow breathing of the two of them.

Slowly moving his hands down, revealing those big black grape-like eyes, looking at him quietly.

Wen An said slowly: "I've already killed those demons, do you want to go and see?"

Xi Jing's eyes lit up layer by layer, and he nodded heavily.