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130, painting demon 27(1/2)

Bai Mu still doesn't know about the various things in the Demon Realm.

He didn't have time to care about those issues now. He found that this was a world where he had performed missions before, and his emotions were quite subtle.

Of course, there are also problems——

Back then, the Xiao family was completely burned down by a fire. What happened now? And looking at Xiao Qingyun's age, I'm afraid he would have been dead for some time. By now, shouldn't the protagonist Gong have led the Demon Cult to dominate the Central Plains? Why?

The Xiao family seems to be developing well?



But these problems didn't seem to be important. Bai Mu glanced at the person next to him...

——At least this person did survive.

The arrow he received was not in vain.

And now——

After reviewing the mission memory, Bai Mu couldn't be more familiar with this house. Of course, he could see the difference at a glance. Although the layout was the same, there were indeed many places that looked brand new compared to the memory. It could be seen that it was newly built.

Just a few years ago.

While Bai Mu was thinking this, he glanced at a dog hole at the base of the wall on the north side.

Bai Mu: "..."

There’s no need to be so pragmatic, right?

The memory came back, and of course it wasn't just the environment that was familiar.

Bai Mu took Xiao Mo along the path, turned left and then turned left. Before he became dizzy, he finally looked at Xiao Qingyun who was lying there crying under a wall.

I just praised him for "growing up", but he is still a little crybaby and doesn't even know how to change the place where he cries.

Bai Mu: "..."

Although he shouldn't, he still wanted to laugh a little when he saw this scene.

Xiao Qingyun was still a little boy back then, and the weeds behind the corner had not been cleared for many years. They were as tall as an adult's waist. Xiao Xiaoqingyun squatted inside and was covered tightly. It was indeed a hiding place.

A good place to cry secretly.

But now...

The little crybaby has grown taller. The renovated yard has obviously not left much room for weeds to grow. Instead, it has opened a small flower bed, which is well taken care of. However, the height of the flower branches is obviously not enough to stop a half-year-old boy.

, I saw a head protruding from the flowers from a distance, and it was still crying.

Bai Mu was a little hesitant to go there.

According to previous experience, Xiao Xiaoyun is obviously a crybaby, but he is a little crybaby who wants to save face. When he secretly hides and cries, if he is caught out, even he, the elder brother, this little crybaby can hold it in.

My son ignored anyone for three days.

Just as he was hesitating, Xiao Qingyun in the corner seemed to notice something, turned around suddenly, and looked at Bai Mu who was unable to avoid him.

Facing those rabbit eyes that were red and swollen from crying, Bai Mu was silent for a moment.

Bai Mu: ...It’s so embarrassing.

Bringing people to watch my brother cry...

This operation... really only my brother can do it.

Bai Mu doubted that Xiao Xiaoyun could persist in ignoring people for three months.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Xiao Mo. He originally planned to ask someone to avoid him, but found that this person had already used the professionalism of a secret guard and had already hidden aside.

Bai Mu suddenly became enlightened.

It will be easier to handle now...

——Seeing your younger brother crying secretly, and having others watch your younger brother shed tears are completely two different things.

Bai Mu rolled his eyes in a good mood, and his tone was a bit nostalgic, "You are so old, and you still cry?...Are you ashamed?"

Xiao Qingyun was already crying because she was bruised. When she saw that this person not only did not avoid him, but also "taunted" him like this, her whole body was about to explode. But before she got angry, she remembered that this person was Brother Mo... the leader

Came back.

He gritted his teeth and suppressed the urge to choke the person back, but he still couldn't help but give the person a harsh look.

——She looks so good, but has such a bad personality!

Xiao Qingyun originally expected to see a mocking expression on the other person's face, but no, the person just looked at him like this, the smile on his face was tolerant and gentle, with a little nostalgia in it, like -

Xiao Qingyun paused for a moment.

It was like...he had imagined countless times how his brother would look like standing in front of him again...

Xiao Qingyun:?!

!!!

Brother?!

An idea exploded in my mind like thunder.

This was a situation that he had hoped for countless times, but when he woke up, he found that it was just a dream, as if it was really happening before his eyes.

Bai Mu saw the little crybaby's expression in front of him as if he had knocked over the palette. The colors were so colorful——

First angry, then confused, then shocked...

Before Bai Mu could carefully distinguish the other emotions, he heard the little crybaby shouting "Brother!" heartbreakingly, and then he rushed over...

——Pounce, come, come!!

Bai Mu: "..."

Thanks to his cultivation, although his cultivation is gone, his physique is still there, otherwise his old waist would not be saved now.

Bai Mu: "Xiao Xiaoyun! Do you know how heavy you are now?!"

Hearing this familiar title, Xiao Qingyun, who was a little nervous at first, became more sure.

Instead of letting go, he put his hands up and hugged Bai Mu's neck tightly, hooked his legs up, and clung to Bai Mu's body, crying "Wow".

Heartbreaking.

Bai Mu: "..."

On the first day your brother came back, after he was almost crushed and strangled to death by you, he was almost deafened by you...

The world of cultivation.

Near the Demon Ridge, a beam of light soared into the sky, making the daytime even darker.

This natural phenomenon caused everyone around to look up and speculate that something had happened in the Demon Ridge.

But a nearby village behaved differently. No matter what they were doing, the people all came out of their houses and worshiped in that direction, "Bless the immortal! Bless the immortal!"

The monks who were passing by were surprised when they saw this situation.

One of them looked at a young girl who couldn't help but laugh out loud, "That direction is the Demon Ridge, but no immortals live there."

The arrogance in her words made the other villagers look at each other angrily, but when they saw that all the people in this group were carrying swords, they showed a look of fear and reluctantly looked away, pretending that they had not seen them.

This girl is also favored in the sect. How has she ever been treated like this? What's more, she is a kind reminder.

At this moment, my temper got worse and I had to step forward to argue with the villagers.

At least the senior brother who was accompanying him understood the importance, called out with a cold face, and carried the person back.

"The mission is important, don't mess around!"

The girl then reluctantly returned to the team.

But he was obviously in a bad mood. He had a stinky face all the way and muttered in a low voice, "That's the Demon Ridge. It's filled with demonic energy and magical beasts. Who kind of immortal would live there? Demonic cultivators are pretty much the same... etc."

Wait! Demon cultivator?!... Could those people have been deceived by the demon cultivator?"

Although the girl is more delicate and willful, she is not a bad person. Although she was still talking about those villagers just now, she thought that those people might be harmed by the demon cultivator, so she immediately turned back.

But before he even took two steps, he was grabbed by another senior fellow student from the same sect.

The girl had been stopped twice and said in an unhappy tone, "Senior Brother Li, why are you holding me back?!"

That Senior Brother Li hesitated, "Little Junior Sister...you forgot..."

"Forgot something?" The girl obviously didn't have a tacit understanding with him yet, so she couldn't understand the meaning of his crooked mouth and squinting eyes, "Senior brother, are your eyes cramped?"

Senior Brother Li had no choice but to lower his voice and said: "Tian Yi Sect."

The girl was still puzzled.

Senior Brother Li said anxiously: "That one!...the one from Tianyi Sect..."

"You mean..."

The little junior sister obviously remembered it, her eyes widened, and she suddenly said, "It's the sword...that one...no wonder."

But after a while, my mood became depressed again.
To be continued...
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