After crossing, I became a group pet

Su Qingmian escaped from the absurd memory panting heavily, the surprise and fear brought by the memory lingered in her heart for a long time.

Ling Yesheng's face was pale, as if even the color of his purple golden eyes had faded a bit, and the elf was so weak that it seemed that the wind would disperse it.

He was born from the Atrium Tree, and from the moment he was born, his life was connected with the Atrium Tree, and he could feel everything about the Atrium Tree.

Every time Su Qingmian empathizes with the tree in the atrium, he can see what Su Qingmian sees.

For some reason, every time Su Qingmian recovered some memories, the sound of the night would become weaker, and it took a long time to recover.

Ling Yesheng covered his heart, feeling the barren spiritual power there.

Su Qingmian knew it again, he once again knew the secret he kept in the deepest part of his heart.

Listening to the sound of the night closed his eyes.

Su Qingmian stood up from the water and stretched out her hand: "Brother, let's go back."

If Su Qingmian's eyes were not covered with white gauze, which blocked part of his expression, Su Fuqian would find him very sad.

Like a puppet, he was led by Su Fuqian, his mind was full of the sound of listening to the night, with one normal eye but black pupil.

Tianshu Lord - the talent of Tianshu Lord who has no attack power will actually deteriorate.

If it gets out, Guanghai will be in chaos.

Listening to the sound of the night had to bear the pressure.

He has to be careful at all times, hiding the huge secrets that cannot be announced to the world. Maybe only a few people around him can share his thoughts, but most of them are borne by himself.

No wonder, Feng Yuan wanted to say that he was suffering too much.

Isn't it hard to listen to the sound of night?

It has been controlled by humans for 9 years, but its real life time is only 300 years, and it still hides secrets.

Thanks to the good quality of Ling Yesheng's heart, if it were him, he would not be so strong, he was like this, and he still lived such a wonderful life.

It's like a life that is born to show off, even if it's raining heavily, it still roars at the thunder and lightning.

Su Qingmian lay on the bed, wrapped tightly in the quilt, staring at the dim light from the window, in a daze.

The memory he saw was still incomplete.

I really want to know what happened to them afterwards, and whether this incident has something to do with his use of taboo spells.

I hope that I was not young and energetic and did something I shouldn't do.

Don't really use this matter to threaten the sound of the night.

If so, he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

How could he hurt the sound of listening to the night like that.

He clenched his hands, and he wanted to go to the hot spring again.

Seeing that he insisted on going, Su Fuqian had no choice but to put down the copywriting in his hand and take him there.

When he came to the hot spring again, he didn't have the happy mood of coming to the hot spring for the first time. Ling Yesheng flew beside him, pursing his lips: "Why are you still here?"

Su Qingmian: "I want to know something."

He was distracted, but he didn't notice that the vitality in Xiao Aojiao's body plummeted.

Su Fuqian didn't quite understand the meaning of Su Qingmian's words, but Ling Yesheng understood and understood him, and didn't say anything to stop him.

Anyone who sees a shocking secret hidden in their past memory will wonder what happened afterwards.

The sound of listening to the night will not stop Su Qingmian from searching for memories, even if the consequence is that he is too weak to protect himself.

Even if he died, he would be happy with it and never regret it.

Just as Su Qingmian wanted his brother to help him take off his clothes, there was a burst of noise from the dense guide trees, and Su Fuqian's back straightened immediately, and he felt a dark aura slowly approaching.

The dark breath seemed to sense him too, and he walked forward cautiously.

A sword appeared in Su Fuqian's hand, and he threw it straight at the aura, and with a "swoosh", it seemed that he had been stabbed.

Hearing the sound of his brother using the sword, Su Qingmian hugged Su Fuqian's arm, unwilling to leave Su Fuqian a little bit.

Any fool knows that if he takes a step away from Su Fuyan now, he will definitely not be able to survive.

The sound of listening to the night fell on Su Qingmian's shoulder. I don't know if it was because Su Qingmian was too nervous and didn't pay attention. He didn't bounce the elf this time.

Su Fukui patted his younger brother's head reassuringly, waved his hand, and the sword floated over with a pale young man.

The boy bled a lot, and his abdomen was pierced by a sword. Even so, he still held the child in his arms tightly.

The child looked like three or four years old, his eyes were closed, but his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and he seemed to be sleeping restlessly.

Su Fuqian clicked his tongue, half ridiculed and half indifferent: "People in sinful purgatory will help each other? Do you know that this is the boundary of Guanghai, why come here?"

The young man had the unique aura of sin and purgatory, and Su Fuyan recognized it immediately.

The young man crawled to Su Fu's feet, raised his head, his pupils were very pale, like amber: "I know, but I didn't mean to offend."

Su Fuqian squatted down and raised the young man's head: "Then do you know what happens to the sinful purgatory who comes to Guanghai?"

The young man knew how powerful the man in front of him was. Su Fuqian, as General Guanghai guarding the border, was tasked with massacring everyone who wanted to invade Guanghai’s territory. His portrait spread throughout every guide tree community. The young man knew that Su Fuqian who is it.

"I know." The boy trembled.

Su Qingmian heard the voice sounded like a child, and pleaded with him: "Brother, everyone said that they didn't mean to offend, why don't you let him go and let him go back to the sinful purgatory."

Su Fuqian clapped his hands and stood up: "Let's go."

The bloody hole left by the sword on the boy's body continued to ooze blood.

Even if he didn't let go, the boy wouldn't live much longer. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword from the boy's body, but the boy remained silent.

Su Fu raised his eyebrows, and he was quite spineless.

The young man who saved his life did not leave. He sat on the ground, holding the baby in his arms: "Master Guanghai, I beg you, please save her."

Su Fuqian glanced at the child: "Darkness invades, she is hopeless."

There was a cloud of black air on the child's forehead, and it looked like it had been corroded by darkness.

"No, there is a way. Please allow her to take a dip in this hot spring. I brought her here all the way, just to let her come here. I heard that the hot spring here can wash away negative factors."

Su Fuqian looked coldly: "I'll say it again, she can't be saved."

"There are, there must be!"

The young man jumped into the water with the child, a splash of water splashed, and the cheap water hit Su Qingmian's face. He wiped off the water in a daze, a little surprised by the young man.

Obedient meaning, in order to save people, this person came to the border of Gwanghae from the purgatory of sins, went to the border of Guanghai without hesitation, fearless of danger, and wanted to save people with his heart and mind. How much faith was needed for this.

The blood from the teenager's abdomen kept oozing out, dyeing a small piece of hot spring red.

If this continues, the boy will lose blood and die sooner or later.

Clicking his tongue impatiently, Su Fuyan waved his hand, the boy rose from the water, he struggled a few times, looked down at the little girl in the hot spring, the little girl fell into the water on her back without his support, and quickly sank .

"Let go of me, you can't do this, I can save her right away, it's almost there!"

"You still care about yourself."

The young man was placed on the ground by spiritual power, strands of white gauze wrapped around his wound, and the speed of blood oozing was much slower.

The little girl in the water was also supported by a spiritual force and floated on the surface of the hot spring.

The boy lowered his head and touched the bandaged wound, his eyes were a little confused.

The rumored cruel and murderous General Su did not seem to be cold-blooded and ruthless.At least he could feel the brilliance of humanity in Su Fuqian.

"When she wakes up, leave quickly, don't appear in Guanghai casually," Su Fuqian looked at the garbage, "dirty Guanghai's territory."

The young man nodded.

Although Su Fuqian's words were not pleasant, the boy was still grateful to him.

The boy's blood slowly disappeared in the hot spring. The little girl opened her eyes, and the black air on her forehead disappeared. The boy picked up the little girl and bowed deeply to Su Fuqian.

Su Fukuan turned his body away and did not accept his thanks.

A general of Gwanghae who helped people in the sinful purgatory couldn't tell it. If someone with a heart finds out, it is very likely that he will be impeached for this.

It's fine for Su Fukui to have a clear conscience, and it's fine to be thanked. There is no need to have a different stand.

Taking the little girl ashore, the little girl was still in a daze and didn't speak. She blinked her big eyes and looked at a few people flickeringly.

The teenager hugged the normal little girl and wept with joy.

There is nothing more satisfying than finding something lost.

Ling Yesheng lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hearing the boy's words of thanks, Su Qingmian knew that her brother had finally helped the boy, a dimple appeared on Su Qingmian's face.

The little girl seemed to be attracted by the gentle and warm breath on Su Qingmian's body, ran towards him, hugged his leg, and rubbed her small face against Su Qingmian's calf.

Itchy, but tolerable.

"Sister, come back, don't disturb Master Gwanghae."

The boy exclaimed.

Su Qingmian lowered his head, unfortunately he couldn't see anything except the vast expanse of whiteness, but from the boy's words, he could guess that this was the person the boy wanted to save.

"Little brother, it looks good."

The voice sounds so small, it only reaches his calf

He tentatively reached out and touched the little girl's hair, and the little girl took the initiative to rub it.

So soft, people in sin and purgatory are still human before they lose their minds.

They were just born in a dark place, and they also have affection and righteousness, no different from the people of Guanghai.

Su Qingmian has a new understanding of sin and purgatory.

Suddenly, a piercing sound came from the ear, and countless powerful auras mixed together from all directions. Su Fuqian held on to the sword and rushed towards Su Qingmian, blocking the arrows flying in front of Su Qingmian.

Ling Yesheng flew close to Su Qingmian, fearing that an arrow would hit Su Qingmian.

Dozens of figures attacked the two of them, Su Fuqian looked at them coldly, without any warmth in his sight.

The boy hugged his younger sister tightly and hid behind the guide tree, watching nervously, he couldn't help at all, all he could do was not help.

Su Fuqian had been in a stalemate with dozens of people for a long time, and his strength was comparable. Su Fuqian's talent was more suitable for displaying in open places, and he was very restrained in such a small space.

Seeing that he couldn't find a breakthrough here, the assassin looked at Su Qingmian, and stabbed Su Qingmian with several swords.