The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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Zhaoyan smelled the familiar sandalwood, even if he didn't open his eyes, he knew that Xiao Su had returned.

The grievance in my heart had a bitter and salty taste, and turned into tears that flowed from the corners of my eyes quietly.

"You're gone, you want, you want to come back, what are you doing..." Zhao Yan wanted to get into his arms, but remembering Xiao Su's terrifying appearance just now, he froze when he got into his arms, and broke Xiao Su's arms Back out.

"Yanyan, this matter is too big, I really can't follow your wishes." Xiao Su stretched out his hand to stroke his wet face and wiped away the tears, "Although Zhemo and Zheyu are outstanding in cultivation, it is difficult to become a fairy bone. The race of demon cultivators for thousands of years has continued to this day, and only the Xiao family has experienced demonic ascension. There was my grandfather earlier, and my parents were killed in the middle of cultivation, and there was a fault. Then it was me, and then our children .”

Zhaoyan turned his head to avoid it, not wanting to listen.

Xiao Su continued to coax, there was no arrogance, only a gentle and deep voice: "If we don't come back today, there will be an accident on the second day, Jinshan will fall, and the entire army of Moxiu will be wiped out for the second time. The next road, the new Xiu How should the devil go on?"

Zhaoyan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Before Xiao Su came back, he did see Zhe Mo being imprisoned and Zhe Yu bleeding a lot.

That big snake was so rampant, Zhe Mo and Zhe Yu couldn't beat it.

"What should I do..." Zhaoyan sobbed, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, the back of his hand was full of greasy tears, "I...don't want my baby to be beaten..."

"Don't cry." Xiao Su finally managed to hug him into his arms, and patted him on the back lightly, "With me here, who would dare to hit him?"

"You." Zhaoyan affirmed through tears, "You want to hit it..."

Xiao Su laughed out loud: "It's not about killing it, what's wrong with doing something bad and getting a lesson?"

The corners of Zhaoyan's mouth trembled more and more, his hands and feet tended to struggle.

Seeing this, Xiao Su hurriedly changed his words in a hurry: "Okay, okay, I'll follow you, that's fine."

He sighed, stretched out his hand to pinch Zhaoyan's face: "I really invited an ancestor to come back, he would cry during the day if things didn't go his way, and wouldn't let him sleep at night."

Zhao Yan's face was pinched and deformed, but seeing Xiao Su make a little concession, he stopped crying.

Burying his face into Xiao Su's neck, Zhao Yan hadn't recovered yet, sobbing for a long time before his breath slowly calmed down.

"I want to sleep too, but I can't sleep too much." Zhao Yan rubbed the skin on Xiao Su's neck in discomfort, his voice was wet and sticky in the other's ear, "The doctor said that the placenta did not develop during this period." Fully formed plantation, easy to miscarriage..."

Xiao Su found his lips and kissed him: "I owe you."

Zhaoyan lay on the other person's chest, closed his eyes and said, "Sleeping with you is so comfortable."

Xiao Su seemed to feel that he was being praised, and his handsome brows stretched: "Tsk."

"It doesn't hurt at all." Tired of crying, Zhao Yan nestled on his chest, and sleepiness came quickly.He put his legs on Xiao Su's lap, and hugged Xiao Su completely, "... Before, when you couldn't, I was in pain... I didn't want to be hugged by you, and you still pester me. I don't care at all. like you……"

Xiao Su couldn't hold back his face anymore: "..."

"But I'm very happy..." Zhaoyan's voice became more and more vague, his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open it anymore, "You have been alive for more than 2000 years, but I am your only omega..."

"Go to sleep when you're sleepy." Listening to the little guy's vague words, Xiao Su hugged the other's arm tightly and sighed, "You, I don't know what's going on in my head all day long, it's a mess."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhaoyan's mouth.

He looks very happy.

The next morning.

Zhe Mo turned over in his dream, and opened his eyes slowly after a few seconds.

Because the picture that came into view was different from his own bedroom, he sat up suddenly from the bed.

Tilting his head, looking down, he just met Shang Zheyu's misty eyes.

"Sleep a little longer, brother." Zhe Yu tugged at his sleeve, "I'm so sleepy."

Zhemo took a deep breath, his emotions leaked out last night, and he had a headache from crying.He rubbed his temples, stared blankly for a while, and slowly lay down back to his original position.

Resting on Folded Feather's arm.

Zhe Yu embraced him again, closed his eyes and kissed his forehead, "Brother, are we already together?"

Zhe Mo was stunned for a moment, and said, "You said I owe you."

A helpless smile appeared on the corner of Zhe Yu's mouth.

It doesn't matter, if the senior brother returns to him, he can only use this mentality, and he will admit it.

Anyway, brother likes him.

Anyway, they are happy with each other.

"Senior brother, I love you." Zhe Yu groped to find Zhe Mo's hand, interlocking his fingers, "I will never let you go again."

Zhe Mo's eyes fell on Zhe Yu's slender and beautiful five fingers, and he was silent for a few seconds, with emotions fluctuating on his quiet face, "Don't call me senior brother."

Zhe Yu caught the unpleasant breath in the air, even if it was faint, he opened his eyes sensitively and instantly.

"It's Zhemo." Zheyu said solemnly, "The brother I'm talking about is Zhemo, not anyone else."

Zhemo took out five fingers from his hand and stood up.

Zhe Yu quickly followed and said anxiously, "Are you angry? I'm sorry."

Zhemo shook his head, lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "I'm not tired, your internal injury hasn't healed yet, rest more."

"How can I sleep without you here?" Zhe Yu chased him and began to put on his shoes, thinking that he was recovering well and moved much more freely than last night, "Where are you going? Washing up?"

"Go and see Fengyue, she was whipped, I am worried."

"Oh, I'll go see it too." Zhe Yu said.

Zhemo didn't stop him.

He put on the robe for himself, and when he was about to tie the belt, his hand was suddenly grabbed by Zhe Yu.

"I'll do it." Zhe Yu lifted the four-finger-wide girdle and wrapped it around Zhe Mo's slender waist, "Your waist feels much thinner than before. Have you not eaten well these days? I Seeing that Tianmo always likes to hold the stove to eat, why don't you try sitting on my lap?"

"No." Zhe Mo flatly refused with a cold face.

"Then I'll sit on your lap and feed you?"

Zhe Mo's eyes were displeased with Shang Zhe Yu's gaze.

Zhe Yu immediately turned serious, and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't say anything, I know you can't do such a thing."

"Have you finished watching Fengyue? Do you want to go to the lower reaches of the mountain? I'll take you to places you haven't been to. How about boating? I see that the boat is pretty good, and there are girls dancing in it. There are also people who like to tell stories in the teahouse. , I have heard several times that the story of our Heavenly Demon is beyond recognition, saying that he has an ugly face and a terrifying appearance, and that his three disciples are cruel and vicious. They even said that the Heavenly Demon and Yun Xiangyi had an affair, It was really fun."

Zhemo: "..."

After tidying Zhemo's clothes, Zheyu took his hand, and the two went to wash up together.

"Yaozun is gone, ghost respect is at peace, Yun Xiangyi is free, I don't know what he will do later." Referring to Yun Xiangyi, Zheyu continued, "On the day Zhaoyan was poisoned, he behaved abnormally. "

Zhemo recalled that day and nodded.

"Does he like the furnace or the demon?" Zhe Yu twisted the white cloth and wiped his face, "It's really interesting."

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