where is the father

Chapter 380 You Are Not My Father
Luo Lan gently hugged the person in her arms, comforting softly: "It's not Xiaolong's fault, Xiaohu will be fine. Don't worry, mother won't let Xiaohu have trouble."

In the splendid Chinese room, stood a man in red. His face was as cold as jade, his lips were thin and his eyes were light, and the corners of his raised eyes were full of cruelty and violence, but his brows and eyes were all bewitching. More and more charming and enchanting.He raised his eyebrows and looked at the child lying on the bed, and smiled with his thin lips, his voice was like a monster: "Good job, you all step back." The row of people kneeling on the ground seemed to be Xiaohu who was about to fall into a coma. Take away people.As soon as the man in red finished speaking, the group of people disappeared. With a slight wave of his hand, the doors and windows were closed, and the curtains fell to block the light. The man frowned slightly and walked towards the little tiger lying quietly on the bed. He said with a sneer, "There is light!" Can there be light in your spiritual altar? Hmph, I have really seen it. You have been reincarnated as a majestic demon, and you have lost your true nature. It really gives me face."

His slender and white fingers lingered on Xiaohu's face, and the corners of the man's mouth were raised with viciousness, but his eyes staring at Xiaohu were shining, and he lowered his voice as if remembering something, and murmured : "Qu'er, wait for me, I will save you right away."

"Who are you?" Xiaohu who just woke up found himself in a strange room, and the man sitting beside him was as weird as the people he met in the dense forest.Upon closer inspection, the man actually looked ninety percent like him, he couldn't help feeling tense, and blurted out asking.

"Why am I here?" After waking up, Xiaohu felt a little panic in his heart. Although he was talking to people calmly, he couldn't help thinking about his mother and father. Where is this?Mom, where are you?Xiaohu tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart and forced himself to look at people in the eye, trying to outmaneuver them.

Seeing the child spreading his thorns like a hedgehog with fried fur, the man in red smiled, and squinted his eyes to stare at him: "Who am I? You have so many questions. Listen to the flowers before you come here." Shaochen said that the Demon Lord in this life is a little guy, but he never thought he would be such a stupid kid. I am your father. Otherwise, how could you look so similar to me?"

"What did you say?" Xiaohu couldn't help clenching his fists when he heard such rude words, and glared at him angrily, "You are not my father, my father is much prettier than you, he has a pair of peach blossom eyes which are rare in the world, You don't even have it! You still want to be my father, it's impossible!"

Glancing contemptuously at the man, the man in red sat back on the chair. "Hmph, little guy, it's not good to be so angry on other people's territory. Besides, how many people in the world beg to call me daddy, but I don't agree. It's cheaper for you to be your daddy. You still don't want it, a What's so good about a man in the ordinary world? You defend him like this?"

Xiaohu's eyes were wide open, his hands were ready to make a move, and he shouted at others: "You are not allowed to insult my daddy! He is the best daddy in the world!"

Looking at the child coldly, the man in red played with the ring on his hand self-consciously: "I advise you to be good-looking, and you'd better not use it indiscriminately, otherwise you will be injured." Suddenly, he moved closer, squinting He raised his eyes and looked at the person, and smiled wickedly, "Hey, don't you want to know where this is and who am I? Let me tell you, this is your altar, and I am the real one, Demon Lord." Exhale Lightly, the man looked at Xiaohu and laughed, then turned around and left him to think about these obscure things to him.

"So, someone originally wanted to enter Xiaolong's altar, but was prevented, and later, when Xiaohu was instantly controlled by demonic nature, he took the opportunity to enter Xiaohu's altar?" Jun looked at Luo Lan tenderly, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

"That's it. Right now, Xiaohu is locked in his spiritual altar. I don't know the situation. I'm ruthless. I've never heard of such a thing. What should I do now?" Luo Lan was very anxious. Xiaohu seemed to be beside her, but she couldn't Know the real situation of Xiaohu.She didn't even know if he could feel it even when she hugged Xiaohu herself.

Xiaohu, mother is here, you believe that mother can save you.Xiaohu is not afraid, mother is here.

"Mother," a chubby little hand held Luo Lan's clothes and dangled, "We can go to Quling Mountain, where Emperor Qingyang lived in seclusion at that time, and he is also the oldest person in the fairy world. Maybe, he You can tell us something, and, mother, I heard that he is not from this world." Xiaolong tugged on Luo Lan's clothes, his eyes were shining, although the memory of the spirit god is not there, but the title Qingyang Emperor But it was deeply engraved in his mind together with Qu Lingshan.

"Emperor Qingyang?" Jun Boqing listened for a moment, the name seemed familiar, "Lan'er, is there an ancient book in your Heaven Swallowing Cauldron with very special symbols written on it? If I remember correctly, it should be In ancient times, the characters of a certain clan wrote the word Qingyang."

Luo Lan hurriedly checked from the Swallowing Heaven Cauldron, and sure enough, she took out an ancient book with strange symbols printed on it, and its vicissitudes were evident on the yellowed pages.At that time, she even thought it was just some kind of totem, so she didn't care about it. She didn't expect it to have such a role now.Opening the ancient book, there was no word on the yellowed page, Luo Lan couldn't help being slightly surprised.

Jun Boqing beside the "Floating Spirit Art" reminded.

The technique of floating spirit is the most basic kind of spell, and it is a kind of spell that everyone who has just started to practice must learn. It is used to separate one's spiritual consciousness and inner breath.Could it be that although this book is empty of words, does it even have spiritual consciousness?Gently twirling her bare hands, she tried to cast the unfolding spell, gestured a few times in the air, and after making a circle, twisted her slender fingers, a ray of light blue light slowly rose from the book.

"Put it into the altar," Jun Boqing gestured lightly with one hand, approached the person, took Luo Lan's hand that was casting a spell, and led the blue light to the altar, and put the person close to the waist with one hand, with his forehead against his forehead.

"Close your eyes," he said softly, and saw blue light drifting in, and the moment Luo Lan closed his eyes, he slipped into the altar between the two of them and disappeared.

"Okay, you can open your eyes." Jun Boqing's deep voice reached Luo Lan's ears, and slowly opened her eyes, Luo Lan found herself in a blue void. , the feet seem to be on the ground but nothing can be seen, and in front of them is a huge wall of words, each of which is as big as a bucket, emitting golden light.But Luo Lan had never seen that text before.Looking at the people on the side, she was a little puzzled: "This is... what's going on?"

Jun Baoqing put his arms around the man, and said softly: "When I was still in the cauldron, I saw this ancient book. At that time, I took it to read it once, and unintentionally, I entered this void. Here is the inside of this book. , what you see is the content of the book.”

"Lan'er, close your eyes and meditate on the words you just read." Jun's tender voice sounded again.

(End of this chapter)