. "...Be my dad, you must protect me and be nice to me forever. If you are not good to me, or you deceive me, I will kill you like I killed my former 'dad'." Xiao Mo held the quarter of the candy and said seriously while smiling.

Ye Wuchen did not hesitate and opened his mouth and asked her to put the candy with her girl Xiangjin in her mouth. The voice was filled with an unconcealed weirdness: "Okay, if Xiaomo is willing, then I will be Xiaomo's father."

He could not understand the thoughts of this demon daughter for a while. Is it because she was too pursuing and longing for family affection, or some other reason?

"Hehe..." Xiao Mo laughed again. However, this time, the haze in the laughter completely disappeared between her expressions, and there was no falseness in her smile, only the innocence and joy of the girl. She stretched out her right hand, bent her little finger, and swayed lightly in front of Ye Wuchen's eyes: "Then... don't lie, pull the hook."

"Okay." Ye Wuchen stretched out his little finger and hooked her, shaking her tender fingers left and right: "I will protect Xiaomo, like Xiaomo, take care of Xiaomo, and will not bully Xiaomo, nor will people bully Xiaomo... But if Xiaomo does something wrong, I will be unhappy, punish, and help her correct it, because now... I am Xiaomo's father, and Xiaomo is my daughter."

Xiao Mo looked at his eyes and listened to his voice. Every word he said echoed in her heart. The strange feeling also expanded unconsciously because of every word he said, every "Xiao Mo" he said, and became very warm. Suddenly, the part above her nose had a little sour feeling. It was a feeling of suddenly finding precious things that had been lost for a long time, expecting and longing for a long time. She bent her little finger that was hooked with Ye Wuchen, locked his fingers, and said to him seriously: "Is it okay to be with me here... Daddy..."

The sound of "Dad" was shouting out, and the sour thing suddenly throbbed, and it overflowed uncontrollably from her eyes, covering her starry eyes with a thin layer of wet mist. She had called many people "Dad", but except for her biological father, those people were dead people, and puppets controlled by her dark power. Today, the person she called "Dad" was a person who knew everything about her, did not hate her, and was willing to become her friend, her "Dad", and was willing to protect her, accompany her, and take care of her.

What she wants is really simple and simple.

Ye Wuchen also knew that kind of real loneliness... He also came from another world, a world that he could not talk to others, and he had always experienced that loneliness. What's more, this girl who had been lonely for a hundred years.

From her shaking eyes, Ye Wuchen knew that she had put aside her hostility and caution at her. He smiled and shook his head without hesitation: "I don't want to deceive Xiaomo. There are many people waiting for me. I can't stay in this place forever. Xiaomo, can you leave here with me? I will take you to meet many friends, and they will like you."

Xiao Mo was not disappointed, but laughed even more happily: "Hey, Daddy, do you know? If you agreed just now, I will definitely kill you. Because I have always known that you are very good to your friends and the people around you, so that you will not be willing to give up on them. If you agree, you must be lying to me. What I said before must be lying to me... I am really happy to say that."

"Then... Dad, can you stay here for three days? I just want to be alone in this place with you, okay? Then, I will follow Dad, wherever Dad goes." Xiao Mo pulled his hand tighter, she put down her last warning and concern for him, her tenderness, voice and flashing eyes were filled with the desire of almost begging.

"Okay, I promise Xiaomo that I won't go anywhere in the past three days, I'll be here to accompany you... If Xiaomo doesn't like me, my father these days, then kill me again." Ye Wuchen answered without hesitation. In this situation, under the eyes of the girl at this moment, he could not refuse her. Xiangxiang... Before, she had moved space several times, almost exhausted all her power, and creating that soul space was overdrawing her power. Xiangxiang was already in a completely drowsy state and could not wake up within three days. So even if Ye Wuchen didn't agree, he could no longer rely on Xiangxiang's ability to return to the Northern Emperor Sect to bring Lengya out. But... without him, even if Lengya was not revealed by the Northern Emperor Sect, he would not be able to escape from the Northern Emperor Sect. Whether it was the swamp in the south or the Flame Soul Sand in other directions, it was a path of despair for him.

Leng Ya... It depends on yourself. No matter what, you must save your life within three days!

Xiao Mo, who got the affirmative answer, jumped up happily. She rushed to Ye Wuchen, and the expression on her happy face stretched out: "Keep your word, daddy can't lie to her daughter... three days, not a little...heh! You are my daddy, how could I kill you? I will protect daddy, listen to daddy..."

Xiao Mo's eyes at this moment and the joy she released from her heart made Ye Wuchen's heart strings harshly twitch by something. It was completely subconscious. He stretched out his hand and gently hugged her body, making her close to him, feeling her girlish heart in silence. At this moment, he suddenly understood what she wanted...

Xiao Mo fell docilely in his arms, motionless, looking for the feeling she longed for. The feeling was really warm and comfortable. Gradually, she felt a sense of relaxation and laziness that she had never felt before, and just wanted to lie in his arms so quietly, thinking about nothing, not having to be afraid of anything, and sleeping carefreely...

"Dad..." She murmured in a low voice like a dream.

"Dad...I want you to carry me..."

"Yeah, OK!"

"You also want to tell me stories and tell the stories you know."

"Um!"

"I still have to..."

So, a girl who is at least a hundred years old becomes the daughter of a man who has just reached the age of ten. She also unknowingly touched the root string of another chaos.

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"Thank you, Miss Zhu, come and see me more when you have nothing to do." Ping'er stood in front of her cabin and greeted a woman in her twenties. She was holding a meal plate she had just delivered. The woman named "Miss Zhu" smiled at her, nodded silently, and retreated politely.

"Oh, poor little sister Zhu, I can't speak when I'm born." Looking at the back that was leaving, Ping'er repeated the murmur that she had been chanting for many times. She shook her head lightly, walked back, and closed the door tightly. The woman's name was Yan Zhu'er, and she was born without the ability to speak. She was responsible for cooking and delivering meals in the Northern Emperor Sect.

"Hey, Mu Tou, have dinner." Ping'er glared at Leng Ya fiercely and put the plate in front of him. It had been a long time since he was sitting there, closing his eyes like a dead person, saying nothing, and not saying a word to her. Ping'er knew that he was trying to recover the trauma on his feet as quickly as possible and restore his strength, so she never disturbed him. Just looking at the fact that she couldn't speak, it really made her feel very uncomfortable.

"It's true, fortunately you were in this girl's place, otherwise you would have died a hundred times." Ping'er muttered in a low voice. What she said was not an exaggeration at all. This place can be said to be the safest place in the Northern Emperor Sect. Usually, no one would approach here casually. Even the only two people guarding here were two people with the lowest strength of the Northern Emperor Sect. After all, this is just a time when you are in a confinement and think about your mistakes. What you want is quiet, and there is no need for any guards at all.

The aroma of rice mixed with the aroma of meat overflowed into Lengya's nose. He opened his closed eyes and looked at the plate. A box of lunches, Sandiezi's exquisite side dishes, the meal in this prison was surprisingly good. After being nervous and tired all morning, he suffered heavy trauma. Lengya was already hungry. Without hesitation, he picked up the plate, picked up the chopsticks, and sat there and ate.

Ping'er pouted her mouth and sat on the small bed watching him eat. She still whispered: "...I'm really ugly... Hey! Eat slowly, you can't be a starving ghost reincarnation."

Leng Ya turned a deaf ear to him. He ate very quickly, and he hadn't felt so hungry for a long time. The nerves were in a state of high tension and full concentration for several hours, making his physical strength almost at the brink of overdrawn and urgently needed replenishment. After spending a while with Ping'er, he had some understanding of her temperament. He no longer answered her words and let her mutter.

Ping'er snorted lightly, turned his head and stopped looking at him, staring blankly at the wall, raised his hand to play with his braids that had been tied for a long time. After a while, the swallowing sound finally disappeared. Ping'er turned around, then his eyes widened and he stammered: "You...you have finished eating all of them!"

Leng Ya looked up at her, revealing her doubts.

"That's my meal alone... I saw that you were pitiful and injured again, so I wanted you to eat half of it first. Why... you... have eaten it all. Hey! Didn't you have eyes and didn't see that there was only one meal? Didn't I eat it yet?" Ping'er stood up "rubbed" and pointed at Leng Ya with anger and grievance on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, he covered his mouth and paid attention to the movement outside for a while before he felt relieved.

Leng Ya then seemed to wake up from his confusion. He looked at the plate that had been eaten clean like a wind and clouds at his hand, and then looked at Ping'er and her surroundings. The expression on his face kept changing. His lips moved a few times, but he couldn't say anything. A man finished a woman's meal without hesitation, leaving no leave for that woman... Even if he was Leng Ya, his face was a little burnt and he couldn't speak in embarrassment.

Looking at the face that was always cold, Ping'er finally couldn't hold back the angry expression that forced her to pretend, and chuckled: "Hehehehe... Big Wood, you would be shy too... Heh, don't worry, I deliberately teased you. If you were injured, you should have eaten a little more. I won't starve to death if I don't eat one or two meals... Hey! Don't get me wrong, I'm not treating you well, and it's not to make you feel better. When Ye Wuchen is happy, he will take me out, so as not to become a scoundrel."

Leng Ya: "..." He moved his lips, but still couldn't speak.
Chapter completed!