The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path - Chapter 198

He is holding the little claw.

The temperature of the small paw is strange, as if it will never be warm.

Lin Shubei did not pay attention to warming either. He took it loosely, took him back to his residence, and asked him, “Are you going to sleep with me?”

He is actually a very responsible father.

Sleeping with the fruit, and sleeping with the Yingying, is just like driving.

Ashamed looked up at him, a pair of evil, cold blood-red eyes, wondering what they were thinking.

Lin Shu reached out and tried to touch his head.

At this moment, Yingying showed up from behind the pillar, and Jiao Didi shouted “Daddy”.

Ashamed, he slowly shook his head, released his hand, and walked away.

Yingying walked to Lin Shu’s body, stretched out her hand to be hugged, and then was hugged by him.

“Daddy slept with me,” Yingying said against her shoulder.

Lin Shudao: “Okay.”

He walked to the palace, and Yu Guang saw a dark shadow at the end of the garden path, as if looking at it with ashaming.

Wash, change to Yingying loose robes, blow out the candles, and hugged her daughter to sleep.

But Yingying’s head leaned against his chest and suddenly asked: “Daddy, what about Shao Shao’s father?”

She doesn’t know yet.

The fruit is already big and the world is transparent. I already know what Xiao Shao did, but Yingying is different. No one told her.

Lin Shu thought for a while and said, “He has gone to Nirvana.”

Yingying asked: “Is the Phoenix Nirvana?”

“Well,” Lin Shu patted her shoulder gently. “The Phoenix will be nirvana.”

Yingying asked: “When will he come back?”

After a while, Lin Shu gently said, “Ancient gods and beasts have a long lifespan, and a mortal is a hundred years old. It may take a long time for him to return.”

“That’s it.” Yingying Xu really believed it, and said dully, “He doesn’t look back at me, does he not like me?”

“No.” Lin Shu hugged her tightly: “He knew he was going to leave for a long time, afraid that you would be sad. He … he always liked you.”

Yingying finally smiled. After a while, she asked, “Is Dad really a big phoenix?”

Lin Shu didn’t know how to answer.

The so-called Nirvana is just the words he made up to make Yingying feel at ease. Xiao Shao wasn’t even a human being in the end. It was because the queen had abandoned the blood of the Phoenix. Why was the Phoenix Nirvana?

But he had to coax Yingying again, so he remembered the bird’s hair found on the altar that day.

He took it out, and the golden red phoenix feathers were faintly flowing with golden shimmer, while also exuding heat just not to cause burns.

Maybe it’s a treasure in Phoenix Villa, he thought.

“He is a phoenix,” Lin Shu gave Yingying his feathers. “I pulled it off of him.”

Yingying was obviously very happy, researched for a long time, and finally pressed the feathers under the pillows of both of them, before falling asleep.

By the moonlight outside the window, Lin Shu looked at her for a long time.

He had nothing in his mind, thinking about the long night like this, maybe he won’t be able to sleep again.

Thinking about this, the letter left by Xiao Shao appeared in his mind, asking him not to sleep late.

He has always been obedient.

He closed his eyes and thought about nothing. Slowly, he fell asleep.

He had a weird dream, and he was in a white world, unable to distinguish up, down, left, east, west, north or south.

There was a clear “snap” sound without a rhythm in the distance, and it seemed that something was beating.

He had nowhere to go, and followed his voice.

Finally, a round egg appeared before his eyes.

Although it is much larger than the ordinary eggs, as big as a child’s cuddle, it is undoubtedly an egg in terms of shape-Lin Shu also fed chickens in Taohuayuan that year.

The crisp snoring came from the eggs.

Lin Shu thought, maybe there was a chicken in the shell.

But this chicken may have no strength and poor health. He pecked at the shell for a while, and after half a day, he saw no effect.

Lin Shu was ruthless, and Xiao Shao forced him to say so many “likes himself”, his character became much calmer, and he now has three children, and he can’t help but treat such young things-such as The chick in the egg gave birth to love.

He walked to the egg.

The **** inside “stuck” a few more times, and then, seemed to be out of energy.

Lin Shu reached out his hand, curled his knuckles, and knocked on the eggshell a few times with the same frequency.

There really was some movement inside the eggshell-the **** knocked again.

Lin Shu also knocked.

This should encourage the chicks inside.

Sure enough, the chicks pecked their shells much faster.

Lin Shu continues to encourage.

叩叩 Buckle.

Alas.

Alas.

Just knocking tirelessly.

at last.

Click.

A crack appeared in the eggshell.

Lin Shu continued to knock.

The first crack appeared, and the later things were much simpler. As the chickens inside struck, the crack gradually expanded, and then at a certain moment, it split into two halves.

Lin Shu and the chicks met their gaze.

A large cock, which is genuine, is almost the same as he has seen before.

The fluffy fur is yellowish, and the body is round and round, and a pair of small wings have no serious feathers, and it is also fluffy.

The chick tilted his head and looked at him: “Hey.”

Lin Shu took it out of the shell and put it on the ground.

The chicken raised its claws and tried to walk. Unexpectedly, the paws were still tender and could not walk. Anxiously flapping its wings, but to no avail, it finally fell to the ground with a bang.

Lin Shu smiled, touched his head lovingly, hugged it, squeezed the pale pink paws, and continued to put down, asking him to walk.

It seemed to be afraid, and didn’t leave, just crooked his head and watched Lin Shu.

Lin Shu held him in his arms.

The **** nested into his arms and closed his eyes. “Oh.”

The furry ball was exuding warmth, Lin Shu didn’t know what to do with it, so he silently touched its fur and looked around, thinking that his dream was really strange.

The surrounding area was white and white, Lin Shu felt that it was inappropriate, this is not the environment needed for the chicks to grow, there should be grass.

With this thought, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed into a boundless green grassland.

Fine.

He wandered around the prairie with his chicken.

Newborn little things are drowsy, so is this chicken, as if he is going to sleep in his arms until he grows old.

It wasn’t until Lin Shu’s meaning was a little vague that he realized that it was time to wake up before putting the chicken back into the shell.

The **** seemed to be awake and looked at him, his smooth and delicate beak poked at his fingers.

Lin Shu opened his eyes, the sky was bright, and there was a kind of exhaustion on the soul.

Then he got up, put on his clothes, and arbitrarily tied his hair. He flipped out a copy of Zhou Gong’s Dreams in the bookshelf, consulted the chicken-related content, and looked at the nonsense of “promotion”, “getting wealth” and “great joy”, meaningless, and No longer thinking deeply.

Closing the book, Yingying was not in the room. He asked the palace people, and the palace hall went to the garden to play.

He had nothing to do and went to the garden.

In the palace garden, pear blossoms were like snow, and the east wind blew up one after another.

He heard a short exclaim.

It’s Yingying’s voice.

Lin Shu frowned, his heart sank suddenly, and flew towards the sound.

One fell behind, but saw Yingying struggling around her neck with a well-deserved side by the pond, struggling.

Look at the intensity, it is worthy of a dead hand.

Lin Shu immediately shot back and deserved.

Yingying rushed into his arms, coughing and tears in his eyes: “I … just give, give well, say hello …”

Lin Shu appeased her a few times and put her into Qingmingdongtian. Brother Tuo looked at it, and then looked at it as well.

Ashamed looked at him so straightly, nothing was dodged.

Lin Shu: “What are you doing?”

Well worth not talking.

Lin Shu frowned: “You want to kill her?”

He deserved to smile at him, held out his red tongue, hit the tip of the tiger’s teeth, and licked maliciously.

The atmosphere of evil was almost condensed into a substance.

It is indeed worthy to kill her, Lin Shu has no doubt.

Yingying is the same as the sorrowful sword. One transformation is the strength of Yuanying. As a demon soldier in ancient times, the transformation is the robbery—if Yingying still ca n’t speak, or he is late to the garden. One point, Yingying will really die in his hands.

Lin Shu took a few deep breaths and asked, “Why?”

The shameless look is still so evil. There seems to be blood dripping from his eyes. He slowly speaks, perhaps because he is rigid, and he is not proficient in speech. His tone is stiff and weird: “Because I am bad.”

“How many people are there in the palace, why do you want to kill her?”

Ashamed tilted his head: “I don’t like her.”

Lin Shu: “Why?”

Ashamed seems to have thought about it, and said, “A person cannot have two knives.”

Then he said, “You can only have one child.”

Having said that, he licked his lips again, without concealing the malicious look: “I wanted to kill her when I was a knife.”

Since he was a knife … that is to say, Shameless and Tonggui are both Xiaoshao’s swords. At that time, Shameless had some resentment.

Lin Shu knew that according to ordinary people’s logic, at this time he should get angry or get angry.

But he has no experience, he doesn’t say that kind of thing, and he doesn’t know how to get to the murderer.

In the end: “You need to change.”

Worthy: “I was born so bad.”

He grabbed Lin Shuyijiao and looked up at him. The threat was full of meaning: “Hello.”

As soon as Lin Shu wanted to stop him, he turned into a light smoke.

This thing is Xiao Shao’s sword, and they have learned 10% of those methods.

Lin Shu had to go back to Qingmingdongtian first, soothing Yingying, so that she stayed in it first, then raised the sword, and looked for it everywhere. On the one hand, she wanted to get it back. .

In the end, I saw the shame in the corner of a loft in Wutongyuan.

He hugged a dark plumage and buried his face in it. Lin Shu recognized it as Xiao Shao’s old thing.

Hearing his footsteps, he was ashamed to slowly lift his face from the feathers, and now there were two bloodstains.

He seemed to be crying, as if aggrieved.

It’s just that he has a special constitution–different swords, each with unusual traits, no tears, and blood flowing from his eyes.

Lin Shu came to investigate the crime, but he saw this scene—a scene worthy of holding Xiao Shao’s old object in the corner. He had no other choice but to be so soft-hearted.

He pulled Ashamed from the corner and wiped the blood off his face.

Worthy to let him move, only a strange smile.

After doing all this, Lin Shu ignored him.

He also ignored Lin Shu.

It is impossible to continue like this.

Lin Shu even wanted to send this problem to the children.

In the end, he made a decision to take a deserved person to live in Jiangnan for a few days, and for nothing else, let the deserved person no longer have a chance to cause trouble, and then familiarize himself with himself, at least to be able to communicate.

In March, the fireworks went south.

In the valley left by Xiao Shao in Bingzhou, the peach blossoms were romantic.

Peach blossoms like Yunxia in the mountains fell with the wind and fell into the forest.

He was ashamed to go up the mountain, the highest point of the peach blossom, the bamboo house looked like.

He didn’t know what kind of mood he had watched the furnishings inside and outside the bamboo house. Finally, after the bamboo house, the peach blossoms were scattered around and he found a half-open unknown empty grave.

He knows what it is.

It was Xiao Shao’s tomb.

This peach blossom valley was left by Xiao Shao three years ago.

At that time, he was in Jiange, Xiao Shao was in the red dust, and coincided with the troubled times, Xiao Shao knew that he might die at any time.

He didn’t want to be buried in the villa, he didn’t want to sleep in the royal cemetery, and he couldn’t have a place in Jiange Jianzuo-he left an empty tomb for himself here, and one day he was wrapped in horse leather, and he died in this place intended for Lin Shu, One day Lin Shu came here by chance, and seeing Taohua Manshan was a reunion.

But … he had died and he was buried.

Peach blossoms rolled into the mound. If there is no deserved person, Lin Shu will bury the deserved person in it.

——But ashamed is already a living person and cannot be buried.

He thought about it, took out the phoenix feather, and planned to put it in.

The moment I put it in, a voice suddenly came from the spirit.

“叽 ——!”