Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Eight: Seven Years Old
Carrying the same behavior as usual, Fuling didn't notice any difference in the little body underneath her. She only took care of Cheng Muyan properly, making her comfortable and drowsy.
Children tend to doze off a lot. As soon as Poria finished the operation, Cheng Muyan no longer cared about being shy, but nodded her head so sleepily that she began to doze off.
Throwing the handkerchief into the basin next to it, Poria didn't care about it any more. Instead, she gently held the dumpling in her hand and walked to the inner hall. She opened the quilt and put the person into the bed with a light and warm cover.
He was wearing a brocade quilt and saw that the little dumpling underneath him was moving uncomfortably. He half-knelt down on the edge of the bed, straightened his body and began to gently pat the little dumpling's chest with his hands. His movements were a bit coaxing.
, he also hummed an unknown tune softly in his throat, which was sticky and greasy. After a while, Xiaoduanzi fell asleep again.
She stopped humming and continued patting her hands gently. After a while, she saw that the person was indeed asleep and no movement occurred. Then she straightened up and stood up. She hooked the curtains on both sides with her fingers and slowly lowered them. She carefully folded the curtains.
He closed the gap in the middle, then clasped the bottom pearl with his fingers and twisted it to completely close the bed curtain.
She looked at the little person in the gauze again uneasily. Seeing that the little guy was indeed sleeping soundly, a cheerful smile appeared on Fu Ling's face, and she walked outside with light steps.
After closing the partition door in the inner room, Fu Ling turned around and saw her little sister walking over with a smile on her face, "Are you sleeping well?"
The voice is gentle and doting. Who would have thought that his slave would be so rebellious as to tell his little master to be good?
Glancing at her sister's somewhat serious face, Xuehe teased and whispered in Fu Ling's ear: "My dear, you gave me a hug tonight. It's fragrant, soft, sweet, and very cute."
Poria: "..."
Seeing her sister's expressionless and unmoved look, Xue He raised her eyebrows, wringing her handkerchief, she continued to show off delicately and softly: "My dear little belly is easy to touch, my temperament is good, everything is fine, if
Lord Yuechenxi agrees. I want to take him home and raise him by myself. The little master is so well-behaved. I have never seen such a well-behaved and cute baby in all my years. How can he be so well-behaved?..."
Fu Ling glanced at her vaguely, rubbed her sleeves with her thumbs, her face was cold, but her eyes were shining: "Today I washed my face, hands, and butt, wiped my feet, and hugged Guaiguai to sleep while humming a song...
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"Humph!" Before Fuling could finish her words, Xuehe rolled her eyes and snorted coldly before turning away.
It’s so irritating! How could something so irritating happen in the world? How could she have such an irritating sister?
Xue He felt indignant. Why couldn't she have a good brother who loved and cared for her sister and gave her everything? She needed a good brother! God owed her a good brother!
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Cheng Muyan lay on the bed and slept until dawn. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar bed tent, she was still a little unable to regain her senses. But when she realized something was wrong with her hands, she turned to look at her much slender fingers, and she became even more unable to regain her senses.
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With a "brush", she turned her head and sat up. She touched her cheeks that were obviously stretched out a lot with her fingers. She touched her left shoulder with her right hand, pinched and touched it to the bottom. She pinched her wrist to check her pulse. The light in Cheng Muyan's eyes kept going out. She
Has this already obtained the inheritance mark?
Her bloodline has been awakened, her spiritual realm has been opened, and now that she has successfully awakened her soul, she seems to be seven years old?
So...what exactly is going on?
Cheng Muyan reached out to the center of the edge of the bed with a familiar hand, holding a pearl in the palm of her hand. She gently twisted another pearl with her thumb, opened the bed curtain on one side, and cleared her throat: "Poria, Xuehe!"
Just as he called someone, the sound of two people's footsteps could be heard outside, one steady, the other brisk.
"Master, in a few days you will go to the Red Flame Cave with the second master to search for the sword soul. I told you that you can have a good rest these days." The first person to speak was Xue He, and the two of them came up to him.
They looked exactly the same as before sleeping with her. Thinking about it, these two were not ordinary people.
The soul of the sword? Isn’t the knife just the ink knife? Why are we still looking for the soul of the sword?
"Well, I'm used to it, so I can't sleep." Cheng Mu's face was calm and his movements were natural, but his mind was thinking about something.
Lord Yuechenxi seems to have disappeared during this period? But why didn't Xiaodao say that they were looking for the sword soul, and the others didn't seem to know about it.
Fu Ling helped her put on her shoes, and Xue He took Cheng Muyan's robe and held it aside, mumbling unhappily: "My lord, you are too strict. The master is still young. How can he be with the second master?"
Go to the demon world and endure the torture. The master is delicate and frail, but he is not as thick-skinned as the second master. This time he finally came out and could not recuperate for a few days, but he still has to go out with the second master to find some sword soul. It is simply...
You simply don’t know how to cherish people!”
At the end of the sentence, my tone sounded a bit complaining.
However, Cheng Muyan froze from the first sentence Xue He said. It was like a bolt from the blue. She was shocked and unbelievable!
Because she clearly remembers that her first experience in the demon world was after Lord Yuechenxi ascended!
Lady Yuechenxi ascended beyond the Liuxuan Realm, and she took charge of the Demon Realm. However, because of her weak cultivation, she did not have the ability to control the Demon Realm. She could only enter the Demon Realm to experience and forge her body, and by the way strengthen her connection with the Demon Realm, she also took this opportunity.
To calm down the turmoil in the demon world, and isn’t the knife just the Mo Sword, and it controls the demon sect from birth? Why...now he still has to look for the sword soul? He can make the sword soul himself!
If Xiaodao didn't control the gate of the Demon Realm and didn't coordinate the Heavenly Way of the Demon Realm, how could she have suppressed the demons in the Demon Realm in the first place?
Recalling this, Cheng Muyan's stiff face trembled and her dull eyes moved. She understood. She finally understood what was behind this!
She has been training in the Demon Realm, so even when she entered the Demon Realm, although it was painful to be torn apart and beaten by the Demon and Blue Charm, her body was used to it and had become tough to a certain extent, so she did not explode directly.
Died physically, or torn into a bloody mist.
She said that even if the inherited bloodline is strong, it should not be able to directly confront such an ironclad situation. Moreover, those old men unanimously said that it was Lord Yuechenxi who told him to stay in the Demon Realm and guard the Demon Sect. It was not something that he, a seven-year-old baby, could do.
How amazing, but only I can temporarily suppress the demon world and have a deep connection with the demon world.
Others do not have the convenience of blood inheritance, and secondly, the demon world is extremely repulsive to these people. It would be good if these people do not directly explode into a ball of blood mist as soon as they enter to replenish the nutrition of the demon and Lan Mei, let alone others.