[Nezha: The Devil Boy Comes to the World] Lian Huo

That day, Nezha was dressed in fire, holding a pointed gun, and looked like a demon god descending into the world, which made Foshuang very moved.

Although I have never raised a child, this is probably what all those parents will feel, the faint sense of loss watching their children grow up.

Nezha left the Duwang Palace with a gun in hand, and has not returned yet.Foshuang felt that he didn't need to worry about him at all. Although the chaotic qi was difficult to defeat and he was roughly at a relatively balanced disadvantage with his current cultivation base, self-protection should not be a problem.

But that's just "in the first place".

Sitting on the lotus platform, she gradually went from doing nothing at first to glancing at the gate of the palace from time to time. Two days later, her inner confidence was shaken.

What if?The chaotic qi is an evil aura that has been left behind for hundreds of millions of years. It is insidious and cunning. How old is Nezha now?That kid has such a violent temper, and he doesn't want to restrain himself at all. What if something happens to him?He is still in the form of a soul body now, although the stellar energy cannot destroy the soul body, what if he takes advantage of the chaos to bewitch his mind again and lure him into a demon?

The more she thought about it, the more restless she became, and the more she felt that she had lost her mind.After all, she has never raised a child before. She sees the world with her own strength, so naturally she doesn't think there is any danger, but Nezha is not her. Is it really okay to throw him into the Gang Qi casually?

She frowned, regretting a little in her heart: she shouldn't have promised him like that at the beginning.

Foshuang was hesitant to release her divine sense to investigate, but just when she could not bear it any longer, the restriction at the gate of Du Wang Palace was triggered, she was startled, looked up, and saw the giant leaf red lotus outside the palace suddenly raised body of.

It seemed very agitated, with a violence and concern in its mood.Foshuang could feel its anxiety. She looked out and saw that Honglian was carefully recovering the protruding giant leaf, and there was a person lying on it.

The next moment, her figure appeared by the pool, the leaves of the red lotus froze slightly, and then showed her the person on the leaves.

It's Nezha.

It's just that he looked really miserable, with countless wounds all over his body, the blood almost soaked the leaves of the giant leaf red lotus, and even the core of the soul was dying to shimmer.

Nezha seems to have lost consciousness, and it seems that he has exhausted his strength to return to Du Wang Palace. The magic pill imprint between his eyebrows is red with blood, and the lines at the corners of his eyes are almost mixed with the blood on his face. Together.

If it wasn't for the fact that he is still in the soul body now, and Juye Honglian gradually merged with his soul to become an immortal soul, he would have almost died outside.

Foshuang looked at him for a while, and asked Juye Honglian to put him back to the lotus heart to warm him up. After seeing him being gently put into the depths of the lotus heart, he returned to the hall.

She sat back on the lotus platform, her spiritual consciousness protruding thousands of miles away, sweeping the mustard world with a glance.

Foshuang was taken aback, which was very real, because she really didn't expect it.

The chaotic qi pervading the entire Qinglian mustard seed has actually decreased so much, gathered together thinly, and no longer pervades the entire mustard seed as arrogantly as before.

This magic pill...

She sighed softly, with love and pity in her heart.

The ancient god sat silently on the lotus seat, and after a while, he waved his hand, and all the qi in the mustard world screamed and dissipated.

She was angry.

It was rare, but she was, very angry.

Nezha took two months to wake up, and the next time he jumped out of the red lotus, he was already the size of a lively teenager.

As soon as he came out, he held the sharpened gun and ran outside again unwilling to admit defeat, intending to settle accounts with the remaining chaotic qi.As a result, as soon as he went out, he realized that the sky and the earth were filled with fresh air.He searched the entire Mustard Seed World, only to find that those qi had disappeared

Nezha frowned and flew back. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration on the way. He realized that this must have been done by the person sitting on the lotus platform.He froze for a moment, feeling that he was still very important in her heart, and he was quite happy.

In the evening, he sat cross-legged by the pool, playing with the petals of the giant-leaved red lotus and chatting with it.He babbled, telling Honglian that Foshuang looked indifferent on the surface, but he still cared about him.When he said this, his tone was very smug, a bit showing off.

In the hall, Foshuang was lying sideways on the lotus platform, his hearing was too good, when he heard his words, he turned around expressionlessly, and turned his back to the hall door.The ears were slightly red.

In the middle of the night, she closed her eyes to rest her mind, and suddenly felt Nezha sneaking into the gate of the palace.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time he had sneaked in, she didn't bother to argue with him anymore.

His slight sound was caught in his ears, and he heard him climb up the lotus platform carefully all the way, and then approached here even more carefully.She kept her face motionless, closed her eyes, and wondered what he was thinking in the middle of the night.

He probably didn't know that she basically didn't have to sleep every day, and she just acted in a daze at night.

Nezha carefully moved to the edge of the lotus platform, moved more carefully, and then squatted beside her, checking to see if she was asleep.

Seeing that she closed her eyes and remained unmoved, he was half-believing and relieved, and then saw her black hair scattered around, and a strand of her hair was spread along the lotus seat in front of him.

He couldn't help reaching out and grabbing the strand of long hair, the tentacles were cold and smooth.He looked at it curiously, the hair was soft and soft, no matter how he fiddled with it, it was not messed up or curled.

It was the first time he had seen a woman's hair so long, and all women in the world combed their hair meticulously.Even his mother, Mrs. Yin, never let her hair down in front of him.

Nezha fiddled with the black hair in his hand, and got tired of it after finding that there was no way to change it.He let down her hair, moved closer, and stared at her face carefully.

On weekdays, when she opened her eyes, the majesty and momentum around her were too strong, making people afraid to look directly at her.What Nezha remembers most about her appearance is her pair of calm eyes at all times.In addition, he always felt vague about her appearance. Although her breath was so special that people could distinguish it no matter what, it was difficult to recall more details.

Now she sleeps with her eyes closed, without the kind of eyes that people can't help but want to avoid, showing a kind of harmlessness.

Nezha looked at her face, it was a face of indistinguishable age, with a peerless appearance, without the aura of the ancient gods, now it looks lovely and charming.

"It's still beautiful." He praised.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong again, and silently corrected it in his heart.

It should be said that she is very beautiful, anyway, he has never seen anyone more beautiful than her.

The creation of Chaos Qinglian had to be full of secrets. She was the first female creature in the world, and she was the most beautiful existence under the sky and above the earth.

But Nezha didn't know this.

His fiery breath made her feel a little uncomfortable. She waited for a while, only waiting for him to play with her hair for a while, and now she squatted aside and did nothing, her eyes were like a cluster of flames, sharp and hot.Foshuang couldn't pretend anymore, so he simply opened his eyes, and saw him looking like a handsome young man, tilting his head slightly, and staying beside him with his face propped up in one hand.

Seeing her open her eyes, those eyes, which were always on fire, widened slightly, blood red like agate, the accident seemed very clear, even a little innocent.

She met his gaze, and unexpectedly found that his appearance hidden under his public appearance was actually very delicate, even a little pure and charming, but his usual aura was too strong, and it was only under the cover of the real fire that he showed a forceful appearance. The beauty and arrogance of people come.

An unspeakable emotion welled up, but it was hard for her to tell what it was.Foshuang frowned, she sat up, feeling a little flustered, so she subconsciously ignored the emotion, calmed down, and kicked him flying into the lotus pond, making him splash in the water.

"Presumptuous! How dare you spy on Master's sleep and touch your hands. You don't know what respect is."

Nezha crawled out of the pool, and Hong Lian gloated and laughed behind him.He roared in the direction of the main hall, feeling as if he had been taken advantage of: "What kind of master are you? I have never asked you to be my teacher before!"

As soon as Foshuang finished speaking, he felt a little regretful, and didn't understand why the word "Master" came out of his mouth subconsciously.Nezha has a serious master, Taiyi, probably because teaching him these days has caused her to have a cognitive bias, but although she is doing what a normal master does, he has never actually asked her to be a teacher.

But how could she admit to him that she was wrong?How old is Nezha, a child, how can she give in to him, otherwise he will be proud of him, and he will definitely go to heaven next time.

It is impossible for Chaos Qinglian to make a mistake, even if it is a mistake, it must be someone else's problem.

Foshuang thought with peace of mind.

That's what she said to herself last time when she kicked Zulong away and snatched his territory.

So she justified her argument, not only avoided talking about the previous question, but she was still trying to add charges.

"Peeping a girl sleeping is an even worse crime."

That's right, she is indeed a girl, even if she lives the longest in the world, she is still the baby of Mu Lian.

Nezha felt very wronged, and complained loudly, saying that when he first came, she forced him to sleep regardless of his wishes, so why is she slandering him now.

Foshuang said that he would not listen, and asked Honglian to lock him up for another two days.

She thought of Nezha's larva. It was ugly back then, but it was very small and exquisite, and it was very warm to sleep in its arms. It was as tiger-headed as a little lion's head, and it was fun to tease him to watch him jump around.

But now that he's this big, he looks pretty close to adult size, and he's got more strength, so it's not as much fun to play with as it used to be.

She held her face in melancholy, wondering if she should follow Nu Wa's example and make a few people to play with?

But people will be born, grow old, get sick and die. I heard that facing parting will be very painful. If you have to suffer like this every 100 years, it is really not worth the candle.

Alas, forget it, she'd better treat Nezha well, and treat him better after he comes out of confinement, so maybe he will come back to see her often in the future if he has a conscience.

The future empty-nest god thought so.