The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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Fengyue was startled.

She looked up at Zhemo in surprise, and Zhemo nodded.

After being affirmed, Fengyue wiped away the teardrops from her eyes with her sleeves, and responded with a trembling voice: "Well, Zhaoyan can hold on for a while, and he will be fine when he gets the antidote."

Zhaoyan blinked his eyes in confusion, and after a while he laughed like a child who understands what his mother is saying.The long eye feathers hang down like butterfly wings, bending out a beautiful and obedient arc.

The face in front of my eyes is blurred, but the memory in my mind is as fresh as if it just happened yesterday.In a trance, Zhaoyan seemed to see himself being held in his mother's arms when he was a child.When my mother smiled, it was like a tree full of pear blossoms, falling quietly and softly with the wind, petals falling from the branches.

Mother kissed his face and boasted that he was the cutest omega in the world.At that time, his little hands were not long enough to hook his mother's neck, so he could barely put them on her thin shoulders, tilting his head and smiling foolishly.

When he was older, his mother led him to buy vegetables at the vegetable market near his home.Zhao Yan stepped on the rotten leaves on the ground with his little feet, walked to the side with short legs, picked up a tomato and handed it to his mother.Mother took the tomato, but looked at him and cried.

Later, Zhaoyan was sitting at the desk doing homework, and there was a quarrel outside the door.He opened the peeling paint door and saw his father hitting his mother with his raised fist.Zhaoyan was terrified, he ran over to grab his father, who smelled of alcohol, his mother's head was covered in blood, her pretty face was swollen, and her arms and legs were bruised.

In the end, mother stood at the door and bent over to hug Zhaoyan, and after saying goodbye, she dragged her suitcase and walked away.Zhaoyan held his mother's hand reluctantly, and his mother told him that she would go home soon.Zhaoyan looked at his mother with wide brown eyes, afraid that she would be unhappy, so he wiped away his tears and stopped making trouble.

How could he make trouble, he has always been obedient, he is a very obedient omega.

It's just that he waited for his mother at the door year after year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, winter and summer, the wild geese returning from the south flew over his head several times, the old tree in front of the door withered and flourished several times, and the original little omega grew taller. Many, but the mother never came back.

Zhaoyan's eyes were filled with tears, and he carefully raised his hand to put it on Fengyue's shoulder as he did when he was a child, as if he was afraid of disturbing the figure in front of him, he only slightly tilted his head, leaning over to take a look at his mother's face.

Fengyue cooperates with his actions, holding back tears and laughing at him.

Zhaoyan's beautiful big eyes caught his mother's intimacy, and the curve of his mouth couldn't stop anymore.He called her "Mom" for the second time, like a child who got candy, and there was unconcealable joy and joy in his voice.

He finally had the courage to rest his head on his mother's shoulder, where he was so thin and small that he couldn't bear anything, except that he was allowed to close his eyes and take a nap.

So Zhaoyan fell asleep.

The tears stained on the eyelashes slipped down the corners of the eyes due to the action of closing the eyes, and fainted quietly on Fengyue's clothes.

The hand on Fengyue's shoulder slowly dropped down, like a withered pear blossom falling to the ground, Zhaoyan stopped breathing.

Fengyue called his name in panic, but no matter how he called him, he didn't wake him up.She hugged Zhaoyan and wept sadly: "Zun... Shang... Zhaoyan... something happened..."

When Xiao Su heard the movement behind him, he suddenly froze.

He turned around and looked back at the person in Fengyue's arms.Regardless of Chiyue or Linfeng, he walked over, squatted down, and took the person from Fengyue's arms.

"Yan Yan." Xiao Su called him with a gentle voice.

Zhaoyan didn't respond.

Xiao Su called him again: "Yan Yan."

His response was still silence.

"Did Yanyan sleep? Sleep well, sleep well..." Xiao Su's eyes were scarlet, but he smiled gratifiedly. He lowered his head and kissed Zhaoyan's forehead. . . . I feel bad."

His voice was calm, the flame between his eyebrows was extinguished, and his eyes were as dull as stagnant water.

But the sky outside Shishi was suddenly stormy, and the wind howled and wailed throughout the world of cultivating immortals.

A bolt of lightning struck Biluo horizontally, and the thunder continued.The bean-sized raindrops fell on the human world, slamming on everything that could be smashed, smashing myself into pieces and turning into water droplets to die.

The pus in the palm accumulated more and more, dripping down from Xiao Su's fingers.Zhaoyan's body became more and more incomplete, and his weight became lighter and lighter.

It's almost gone...

Xiao Su held Zhaoyan's arm tightly, and he laughed mockingly, with a sad voice: "This deity has practiced in this world for more than 2000 years, and the stability and turmoil in the world is all in one thought of this deity. This deity can burn all the filth in the world with one fire. Monsters, monsters surrender, ghosts evade, and enjoy the glory, but what's the use of it... To this day, the hatred of this deity has not disappeared, and I can't even protect my partner and children... But it is empty for thousands of years. strength, nothing..."

"Your Majesty..." Zhe Mo and Zhe Yu knelt down on one knee with Feng Yue upon hearing this.

The flame between Xiao Su's eyebrows was rekindled the moment he raised his eyes.

He stared at Chiyue and Linfeng fiercely, his eyes were about to split open: "I want you to fall into the eighteenth floor of hell, to be burned by a thousand years of fire, and to be subjected to a hundred years of ice and frost! Your soul will be sealed in the purgatory on earth forever, and you will be tortured by cutting into pieces!" , skinned, whipped, day after day, year after year, never to be reborn!"

As soon as the words fell, the evil spirit around him circulated, the black robe floated in the air, and the scarlet eyes were filled with thick fog wantonly.

The golden red fire intertwined with black clouds burned beside Xiao Su, everything in the world stopped growing, and the pouring rain suddenly stopped.

The electricity dare not flash, and the thunder no longer sounds.The sun hid behind the clouds, converging its rays.

Zhe Mo was taken aback, and hurriedly lowered his head: "The Holy Ghost welcomes the demon!"

Zhe Yu and Feng Menstruation reminded him, avoiding eye contact, and then said: "Holy welcome the devil!"

When the heavenly demon came, all living beings lowered their eyes to avoid seeing.

The bodies of Chiyue and Linfeng were gradually engulfed by the golden red flames, and screams kept coming and going.

"Xiao Su... so what if you turned into a demon and ascended...you are just a prodigal, forever prodigal! I killed your parents a thousand years ago, and your wife and children will die in my hands a thousand years later. What use are you? Demonic Way Do you also want to stand shoulder to shoulder with the righteous way? Wishful thinking! Hahahaha... ahhh——"

The fire rushed to the faces of Chiyue and Linfeng in an instant, burning them black and rotten, turning them into ashes and dissipating.

Under the order of the demon, their souls were thrown into hell, where they were punished for tens of thousands of years, and they were not allowed to be reincarnated for the rest of their lives.

When Xiao Su lowered his eyes to look at Zhao Yan's body, it completely turned into a puddle of pus.nothing...

Xiao Su could never touch his gentle eyebrows, the smile on his lips, his pleasant breath, and his hot tears.

Above the pus, two souls that were tightly attached together turned into a large and a small azure blue light ball, which gradually accumulated in Xiao Su's palm without the guidance of the Soul Lamp.

The color of the soul is pure and clean, presumably because he had always behaved well during his lifetime, never slandered, did not do evil, practiced filial piety, and accumulated good deeds.

Xiao Su's tearful eyes reflected Youlan's light, it was Zhaoyan and his child.He placed them on his chest, and covered their cold souls with the fiery body temperature of the demon.

Who can say that his speech is bad?

How could the child who was squatting at the door and staring at his mother be willing to let his mother go? He knew she was lying to him, and he knew she would never come back.

But he still let go of his mother's little hand.

Because he can cry, but he can't make his mother cry anymore.

[The author has something to say: Help, I feel so uncomfortable writing this chapter

Harm, don’t panic, Xiao Su and Yan Yan will be together]