"I love you too, that's why I don't want to be the same as him." Huang Yao looked unhappy, glanced at Ling Aotian, and suddenly disappeared.
After a while, after confirming that Huang Yao was really gone, Ling Aotian walked back and entered the hut.
Pulling up a chair for Ding Fan to sit down, Ling Aotian sat on the small bed with a calm expression, looking like a little adult.
This reminded Ding Fan of Mu Xiaolei, a child with extraordinary talents who was loved by everyone, including these villains.
"Uncle Ding, do you really know my father?" Ling Aotian asked politely.
"We are very familiar with each other. We chat often. He misses you very much. I came here with him last time, and I was the one who released the thunder and lightning that struck the soul-sealing formation." Ding Fan gestured.
"I know dad is here, but it's a pity that I can't hear what he said." Ling Aotian looked sad. At this stage of his life, the spirit ghost was already very emotional.
"As you said, he loves you very much, more than anything. Xiaotian, never give up on your father at any time." Ding Fan persuaded.
"I can always feel that the soulless body is still there. Dad must be taking good care of me. He has never given up on me. How could I give up on him?" Ling Aotian shed another brown tear.
"Your body is indeed always there, I have seen it."
"Uncle Ding, how did you get in?" Ling Aotian asked.
"It came in using a special method." Ding Fan didn't mention the "Ghost Realm Manual" because he was worried that the yellow demon was insidious and would come over one day to interrogate him and reveal the secret instead.
"I'm asking, how did you pass the soul-sealing formation?" Ling Aotian obviously had no interest in anything else.
"I carry a special magic weapon with the power of wind and thunder."
"You are different. You can bring high-level magic weapons in. I feel that the magic circle outside has not changed. I guess you just happened to do it."
Ling Aotian smiled. He looked very much like his father, very charming.
Ding Fan also believed that it was impossible to break through the soul-sealing formation with just two black dragon jade pendants and his meager spiritual power. Just now, he just happened to touch the weak area of the formation because he was not destined to die.
Usually, this kind of advanced magic circle has the ability to automatically repair, so it is basically impossible to get in again.
Ling Aotian also thought of this, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he asked again: "Uncle Ding, you're afraid you won't be able to get out!"
This is the child's beautiful wish. If Uncle Ding can't get out, he can stay with him all the time, so he doesn't have to be so lonely anymore.
"When the time comes, I will disappear here immediately. There is no magic circle that can keep me." Ding Fan said frankly.
A look of disappointment appeared on Ling Aotian's face, and he sighed slightly, "Then just send a message to my father. Don't worry about me. As long as we don't forget each other, we will meet one day."
What a good saying. What a sensible child. Ding Fan was deeply moved and thought of Mu Xiaotian again. If he was trapped somewhere and lived alone, I'm afraid everyone's heart would be broken.
Impulsively, Ding Fan blurted out: "Xiaotian, you can invade my body, maybe I can try to take you out."
After saying that, Ding Fan regretted it. He had no idea what serious consequences it would bring if a level six spirit ghost invaded his body.
However, Ling Aotian waved his little hand firmly, "Thank you Uncle Ding, I can't go out, otherwise, Kuixian will definitely kill my father. I would rather stay here all the time, where I can miss him and suffer, but I can't lose him."
Ding Fan was touched again. The love between father and son was so deep that it would be difficult to find another couple in the world.
"Xiaotian, does Kui Xian keep you here just to threaten your father?" Ding Fan asked.
"No, he just wants me to be the king of the forest, the master of this ghostly forest, with an immortal body."
Ling Aotian's words were astonishing, and Ding Fan was also shocked. Judging from this, Huang Yao's call of child just now came from his heart.
"Haha, didn't my dad tell you?" Ling Aotian smiled.
"No! I didn't dare to ask. I just heard from my friends that she seemed to be a foreigner."
After all, he still has the character of a child. Ling Aotian laughed and said after a while: "My mother is fake. She doesn't exist. Why should I miss her."
This sentence contains too much information!
Ding Fan couldn't understand it for a moment, but seeing that Ling Aotian didn't want to continue explaining, he simply stopped asking, so as not to cause irritation.
"Let that sister come out too!" Ling Aotian smiled slightly, already knowing that Leng Ling'er was hiding in Ding Fan's body.
Leng Ling'er stepped out and stood cautiously beside Ding Fan. The dignified leader Leng was already frightened like a good girl in front of a child.
That was no ordinary child, it was a level six spirit ghost that could kill her in an instant.
"Sister is so beautiful." Ling Aotian tilted his head and said.
Alas, we can’t care about the title, just treat it like a child’s talk. With Leng Ling’er’s actual age, she is qualified to call her grandma. Of course, Leng Ling’er didn’t dare to make excuses. She huffed and clasped her fists: “Xiao Tian is very handsome and special.
cute."
"You must like the smell here." Ling Aotian smiled.
"I like it very much. Innate Yin Qi is rare."
Leng Ling'er didn't hide it, and she didn't dare to take a few sips secretly. With Ling Aotian's sensitivity, he would notice if there was even a little bit missing, and she was afraid of arousing his resentment.
"Then I'll give you some!"
Ling Aotian said, raising his little hand and grabbing it in the air. In the blink of an eye, there was a substantial amount of innate Yin Qi in his hand.
And when he threw the ball of Yin Qi towards Leng Ling'er, the Yin Qi actually turned into a dancing black butterfly during its flight, vividly appearing as if it had been given life.
Ding Fan couldn't help but feel ashamed. This ability of condensing energy and transforming into form was currently out of his reach.
The black butterfly landed on Leng Ling'er's gauze skirt, and then blended into it, becoming an eye-catching pattern.
"Xiaotian is so awesome! Sister likes you so much!" Leng Ling'er smiled broadly and clapped her hands in praise.
How hypocritical!
Ding Fan secretly despised Leng Ling'er, who was unmarried and didn't like children at all. He did this because he wanted to deceive more of his innate yin energy and bring him back.
The deception was very effective. Ling Aotian hadn't chatted with anyone for a long time. He was very happy to be praised, especially the love from women. His strange little hands turned into three butterflies again, two of which landed on Leng Ling'er's skirt, and finally
One of them landed on Leng Ling'er's eyebrows and turned into a small one, just like a painting, adding even more charm.
"Thank you, Xiaotian!" Leng Ling'er bowed and saluted.
"You're welcome, that's all. My sister won't be able to bear it anymore." Ling Aotian said seriously.
"That's enough! Thank you!"
Leng Ling'er is really happy. Don't underestimate these black butterflies. The innate yin energy contained in them is enough for her to advance to another level and become a more powerful fifth-level spirit ghost!
Not daring to delay outside, Leng Ling'er hurriedly entered Ding Fan's body. She was afraid that Ding Fan would suddenly disappear and leave her here instead, so she could only coax the child.