Rebirth of the Good Man and the Demon King

In order to take Dao Linghuan out to play, Yan Yixian went to find Wu Ailan after taking a shower.

Just at this time, Wu Ailan, Dao Lian and Dongfang Jin were all chatting in the living room, and Dao Yuan went out after dinner because of a sudden meeting.

"Xiao Huan wants to go out?" Wu Ailan frowned.

Yan Yixian nodded, "Auntie, you see that he has been suffering for more than half a year, and now he can act. Taking him to relax will make him feel much happier."

Wu Ailan wanted to say that as long as you were by his side, he would be very happy.

"Mr. Dongfang, what do you think?" Wu Ailan looked at Dongfang Jin who was the attending physician.

Dongfangjin said: "Changes in mood will have a great impact on the progress of the treatment. I agree with Yi Xian's idea, but there is a problem. Although the major general can move, his body will still have the problem of burst wounds..."

Yan Yixian rubbed his face. He had no good solution to the problem of easy laceration of the body. He could only speed up the absorption of the dark magic attached to the surface. Unfortunately, he was a magician of the light department, and he needed to transform the dark magic for his own use. a long time.

However, these days, he has absorbed all the dark magic on Dao Linghuan, and there is still a small amount left on Dao Linghuan.

"I'll go back and think about what to do. If this problem is solved, Auntie, can I take him out to play?" Yan Yixian blinked at Wu Ailan.

Wu Ailan's heart softened, thinking that since Yan Yixian came to Taoism, she has been busy with Dao Linghuan's affairs and has never gone out to play. It's really amazing that Yan Yixian can bear to stay at home for a playful child like his age. wronged him.

"Okay." Wu Ailan was thinking about whether to take him out to play first. Anyway, the eldest son has begun to recover, and Yan Yixian will definitely be with the eldest son in the future.

After finishing the matter, Yan Yixian walked back to the stone house, and saw Potter who had just gone to the kitchen for supper on the way.

Potter is living a life of good food and drink in Taoism, and has begun to develop into a "cat ball".

Potter let out a "meow", stood on the spot and raised his front paw to Yan Yixian. Yan Yixian stepped forward to pick it up, and his hands sank.

"Why are you so heavy?" Yan Yixian felt as if she was holding a huge boulder weighing tens of kilograms.

Potter nestled comfortably in his arms and licked his tail, "There are so many delicious things here, and you can eat different food every day."

Yan Yixian agreed, "But I haven't seen that much fat." Yan Yixian squeezed her thin arms.

"Shut up like a star who can't eat fat."

"If you tell me to shut up again, I'll throw you out." Yan Yixian lifted Porter up, but later realized that he could only tire himself to the point of sore hands, so he hugged him back.

"What were you doing?" Potter asked.

"Discuss with them about taking Dao Linghuan out to play." Yan Yixian was a little melancholy when talking about this topic.

The good man has been silent since Dao Linghuan was able to stand up. He didn't expect that the treatment would take almost a month, and the other party hadn't recovered yet.As a demon king with a perfect score in the healing magic course, he expressed his great frustration and blamed this world without magic.

"Oh, aren't you afraid that he will bleed all the way?" Potter suddenly laughed tremblingly when he thought of that image - a walking leaky water pipe.

"You have a weird smile." Yan Yixian almost couldn't hold Potter, and quickly hugged him tightly, "It's because of that, why don't I absorb the dark magic all at once?"

Potter stopped laughing, but his beard was still shaking slightly, "No, I can't help you if the dark magic is not handled properly and the curse is directly involved."

"But I want to take him out to play."

Potter gave him a blank look, "You want to go out and play."

Yan Yixian smiled and said: "Yeah, I haven't had a good exposure to this world. Although this optical brain is quite fun, but I almost vomited after playing too many games. Look at the stuffiness on my head." Do you have to grow mushrooms?"

"I haven't seen you talking about growing mushrooms in the sky for hundreds of years." Potter put his claws against Yan Yixian's head in great refusal.

"Say it! No one pays attention to me... Is it the damn rule you set, you can't leave the empty space, huh?"

"It's none of my business, it's the Elders' Council that did it. Who told me that there were a few idiots who went out arrogantly and domineeringly, thinking that they could do whatever they wanted as the devil king, and made all the magicians protest, so the Elders' Council forcibly ordered them to be five hundred years old. You were not allowed to leave the airspace before."

"...How come I never knew about this order?" Yan Yixian was stunned.

"You didn't ask. I guess the First Elder saw that you didn't want to go out, so he didn't say anything." Potter continued to roll his eyes at him.

"I never thought of going out!" Yan Yixian jumped up angrily.

"You mean frequent pranks? Like bombing the palace of the Presbyterian Church with magic? Another example is making weeping grass tea for people in the whole skyland? Or... stealing the swimming trunks of the Great Elder?" Potter said more and more disgusted. Yan Yixian simply jumped out of his arms.

The devil king has always been the most troublesome Yan Yixian, but this guy often pretends to be a lazy, noble, and extraordinary king in front of others. Except for a few elders, no one else knows his other face of a little devil.

"The etiquette teacher said to express my needs implicitly. He told me that as long as I annoy the elders...they will let me go out to play." Yan Yixian rubbed his nose guilty.

Potter decided that if he could return to the wizarding world, he would fire the etiquette teacher first.

One person and one cat walked slowly, and finally returned to the stone house.

Yan Yixian sat beside Dao Linghuan's bed, and he looked at Dao Linghuan without blinking. Dao Linghuan was a light sleeper, and slowly opened his eyes after feeling the scorching gaze.

"What's wrong?" Dao Linghuan asked.

"Auntie agrees that I will take you out, but only on the condition that you will not be hurt by any objects."

"Difficult?" Dao Linghuan was not very happy to see Yan Yixian.

"Yeah, I can't absorb it all at once..."

absorb?

With a flash of inspiration, Yan Yixian grabbed Porter who was lying on the balcony blowing air.

"What are you doing!" Potter kept kicking his little paw.

Yan Yixian put Potter on Dao Linghuan's bed, pointed to his body and said, "I can't absorb it all at once, then I can put another layer of magic membrane on the outside, so that he won't get hurt."

"Oh, you finally thought of this method. I thought I would have to wait 100 years to hear you explain it with your IQ." Potter's tone was full of teasing.

Yan Yixian changed from a puzzled expression to a stunned expression, "Why didn't you say it sooner if you have a way!"

"Are you going to rely on me for everything?" Porter's golden cat eyes glanced over, and the eyes that had accumulated countless centuries of coercion pressed Yan Yixian so heavily.

Yan Yixian had been a superior for hundreds of years, but before Potter, the Book of the World, he was still just a baby, and it looked at him with pity, tenderness, and affection.

Because of his position, Dao Linghuan couldn't see Potter's eyes, but he clearly felt that Yan Yixian, who was about to explode, was slowly sinking his heart.

Dao Linghuan became more and more curious about what kind of species Potter is, and the relationship between it and Yan Yixian.

Now that he found a way, Yan Yixian immediately started to act.He pulled Dao Linghuan up slightly, and released "Renewal" for him. Ever since he discovered the cleansing spell, holding it won't make Dao Linghuan's wound burst, Yan Yixian didn't bother to take Dao Linghuan to the bathroom, and just lay on the bed solve.

"Will you still be wearing a bandage when you go out?" Yan Yixian changed back to her usual grinning appearance, and looked at Dao Linghuan with a wicked smile.

"Otherwise it will scare you."

"The plastic surgery costs [-] yuan to help you restore your eggshell-like skin."

"Eggshell?" Dao Linghuan looked at Yan Yixian inscrutably, and grabbed Yan Yixian's hand that was touching his bandage.

Yan Yixian was grabbed by the hand, and repeated his words with a cute face, "Eggshell... No, the eggshell is so hard, why should I help you restore the eggshell?"

Yan Yixian heard Dao Linghuan laugh softly.

Dao Linghuan said: "Bring the optical brain."

Yan Yixian handed over his left hand in doubt, and a bright green screen popped up. Dao Linghuan reached out and tapped a few times on the virtual screen. Yan Yixian watched curiously that his fingers touched the screen without getting hurt.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Dao Linghuan turned his head, Yan Yixian's face was close at hand, and he could still smell the faint milk fragrance from Yan Yixian's body.

"This kind of thing, you won't get hurt?"

"The virtual screen, made of energy, won't hurt me."

"Wow, what did you do?" Yan Yixian pointed to the numbers on the screen.

Dao Linghuan took a deep look at him, as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed the words again.

"This is your account, this is your name, and the number is your total amount, eh? I can't see that you are a little local tyrant, can you count?" Dao Linghuan teased.

The corner of Yan Yixian's mouth twitched, and said, "I just lost my memory, I'm not really stupid."

Dao Linghuan saw him pouted, and couldn't help pinching that soft cheek.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu likes to tease my face! My fatter and fatter face must be because of you." Yan Yixian said dissatisfiedly, but didn't pat his hand away.

Potter couldn't help complaining when he heard this sentence: "It's not because you eat too much yourself, the meat is growing on your face."

Yan Yixian snorted and ignored it.

Dao Linghuan's eyes darkened, "Who else?"

"Huh?" Yan Yixian raised his right hand and counted, "There are you, aunt, uncle, oh, and Mr. Dongfang. Mr. Dongfang pulls his hands... My face is not a gummy!"

The air was suddenly a little cold, Potter shook his head, and sighed in a very low voice: "Stupid Demon King." Then he slowly walked away from the low air pressure range.

Dao Linghuan let go of his hand pulling his face, hesitated to speak, and transferred a sum of money to Yan Yixian sullenly.

Yan Yixian didn't notice his change, he only noticed a few extra zeros on the screen.

"You gave me 100 million? You don't need so much!" Yan Yixian wanted to transfer the money back, but he didn't pay attention to how to operate it just now, and his fingers were shaking on the screen for a long time and couldn't press it.

"There is only so little now, I will give it to you first. I will keep all my money for you in the future."

"That's not enough?" Yan Yixian expressed strong jealousy.

"Well, there were a lot in the past, but they were all used to comfort the families of comrades-in-arms."

Yan Yixian listened, and understood that he was referring to the soldiers who died in the battle before he was injured.Yan Yixian touched Dao Linghuan's bandaged head.

"A person is bound to die, either lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai." Yan Yixian continued to touch and touch, while reciting the Ode to the Dead of the Meilin Continent in a low voice for these heroic souls.

Circle after circle of transparent sound waves rippling away, the clear and gentle voice, each word with a unique tone, merged into a sad but not sad aria ballad, the sound of gold and stone, like the sound of nature.

Yan Yixian's eyes quietly turned into golden snake pupils. Dao Linghuan saw it by accident, was firmly attracted by these beautiful eyes, and indulged in them—the soul seemed to be out of the body, wandering in a strange dream realm .

At the end of the song, the lingering sound curls up and lingers for a long time.At the same time, Yan Yixian's eyes returned to their original state.

Dao Linghuan came back to his senses after a long time and asked, "What is this?"

"Eh? Can you hear it?" Yan Yixian thought that ordinary humans would not be able to hear such illusory singing.

Dao Linghuan nodded.

"He has the same thing as you." Potter lay on the side to explain Yan Yixian's confusion.

"Oh, no wonder." Yan Yixian nodded clearly.

"By the way, I can't ask for so much money. Quickly teach me how to return it to you." Seeing Dao Linghuan's sad eyes just now, Yan Yixian was distracted from his thoughts, and now he finally remembered what he had to do just now .

"The Taoist tradition is that the wife manages the money." Dao Linghuan turned off Yan Yixian's optical brain, and used the first trick of dating that the unparalleled warriors taught him in the chat channel last time: hand in the salary.

"Oh... eh? No! Who the hell is the wife, get lost!"

Potter looked at the two with distaste, and walked to the balcony outside, ignoring the inexplicable show of affection inside.

...Tsk, married couples are amazing, meow?Then you can bully single meow!