Every world I die young

The figure froze for a moment, what is he doing?

He seemed to be in the darkness, without any light around him, and suddenly, with Mo Yinglan's simple little movement, a faint spot of light gradually rose.

Immediately, it attracted all his attention, and the thinking of the figure was confused. He didn't understand why he had such a cognition at all. He only knew that at this moment, Mo Yinglan was the only one in the dark world he was in. Light.

The figure slowly bent down, like a soft and weightless smoke, wrapped around Mo Yinglan's side.

The corners of Mo Yinglan's mouth slightly raised, and he brushed the broken hair on his forehead casually. The moment he put down his hand, a man's sonorous voice sounded from the back room.

"came back."

A man opened the door curtain and came out. He had some stubble on his chin, his face was resolute and upright, his eyes were long and narrow, and there were some wrinkles on his face, which added a bit of maturity and stability to him.

"Daddy!" Cheng Jingling let go of Mo Yinglan's hands, rushed towards the man, and shouted loudly, "Why did Daddy come back so early today?"

Cheng Zong goes out almost every day, hunting in the distant mountains and forests. Even though hunting spirit beasts is a dangerous thing, with his cultivation level, he can only go in and out of the outer circle of the mountains and forests, and he dare not set foot in the inner circle at all. .

But Cheng Zong still insisted on doing this every day, and he would not go to the mountains and forests unless he was delayed due to physical reasons or something very important that could not be delayed.

Because, this is not only to maintain the life of the family, but also to temper one's own strength. Even if the cultivation base is low and the talent is limited, no matter how hard you work, you will not achieve much.

Cheng Zong is still full of expectations for life, and is working diligently to live every day.

Cheng Zong stretched out his arms, hugged Cheng Jingling who was rushing towards him, and hearty laughter came from the top of Cheng Jingling's head.

"Hahaha."

Cheng Zong couldn't help teasing her: "Ling'er, why are you so enthusiastic today?"

Cheng Jingling pouted, "No way, I've always been very enthusiastic."

Cheng Zong did not open his mouth uncharacteristically, Cheng Jingling raised his head blankly, and looked up from her angle, there was a murderous and bloodthirsty light hidden in his father's triangular eyes.

Cheng Jingling couldn't understand, but her instinctive reaction caused her big eyes to be filled with fear and fear, and her body froze in place, motionless.

It's just that Cheng Zong hugged her, a pair of iron arms blocked her trembling upper body.

The hearty and generous voice became a little hoarse and low, and it sounded a little stagnant, as if he was not familiar with speaking.

"Since Ling'er is so enthusiastic, then Daddy must repay Ling'er with the same enthusiasm."

"save……"

Cheng Jingling's pupils widened, and her biological instinct made her instantly vigilant, and the word "help" that came out of her mouth stopped abruptly before she could even complete her sentence.

There was a blur in front of her eyes, Cheng Jingling finally raised her head, and glanced at her father who suddenly became terribly strange to her. She saw a faint black mist appear on his father's familiar and resolute face.

Like, like being possessed...

Rumor has it that the forest not far from home covers a huge area, with no end in sight. The small house of their family is located outside a small corner of the forest.

Moreover, it is said that it has existed for a long time, and it was one of the best gathering places for spirit beasts in the cultivation world.

Later, the world changed drastically, and all kinds of powerful spirit beasts were almost extinct. Even if they survived by chance, they lost the spiritual power they needed to survive, just like a tiger that lost its claws, it disappeared after a while.

But there are still powerful beasts lingering on their last legs, hiding in the deepest part of the forest waiting for an opportunity to revive.