Zhu Zai glanced at the stranger on the bed, and because of Yun Qitian's inherent oppression as a demon king against this little nightmare, he had no choice but to agree with a sob.

Seeing that the little thing was willing to steal Xuanji's dream for himself, Yun Qitian raised his lips proudly, pinched the hair on the back of Zhu Zai's neck, and threw it to Xuanji's chest.

That was the Lord Demon Lord who was above all demons. Xiao Zhuzai did not dare to neglect him. He lay on Xuanji's chest and immediately stole the dream for Yun Qitian.

Zhu Zai used his nightmare power to create an illusion - a dream of stolen mysteries, and sucked Yun Qitian in.

When Yun Qitian entered the fantasy world, the first thing he saw was the thousand-year-old peach tree in the courtyard of Xuanji Cave. Under the blessing of the spiritual power of the Spirit Sword Sect, which is like spring all year round, the place is full of fallen flowers all year round and is extremely beautiful.

And under this thick peach tree, which was hugged by three people, there was a small figure who looked to be no more than eight or nine years old.

Yun Qitian recognized at a glance that this little girl was Yan Ling when she was a child.

Looking at the silly look of the little girl wearing a double bun, Yun Qitian couldn't help but laugh out loud. He didn't expect that Xiao Lu Ding looked very smart now, but she was actually a silly girl when she was a child.

Yun Qitian couldn't help but walk to Xiao Yanling's side and looked at the little girl digging a hole to bury something in it.

"What a fool!"

Seeing Xiao Yanling's dirty appearance, Yun Qitian couldn't help but sigh,

Because this was not Xuanji's real dream, but an illusion created by Zhu Zai's stolen dream, Xiao Yanling couldn't feel Yun Qitian's existence at all, and was still digging the hole with concentration.

After a while, a white figure appeared behind the little girl.

Xiao Yanling heard the familiar footsteps and turned around happily. As she expected, it was the Master who was here.

"Master!"

Xiao Yanling was very happy when she saw Xuanji's face and couldn't wait to show her master her masterpiece - a pit.

Xuanji looked at the dirty girl and asked with a cold face, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yanling didn't take it to heart at all about Master's indifferent attitude and patiently explained to Master:

"Master, you don't know something. There is a custom in the world. On the day when their daughter is born, men will bury a jar of newly brewed wine under the peach tree in their yard until the daughter grows up.

On the day of the wedding, the jar of wine was dug out and given to the daughter as a dowry, and the jar of wine was called daughter's red!"

After saying that, Xiao Yanling stood up, held a jar of wine on the stone table in her arms, and said with a smile:

"I asked my second senior brother to go down the mountain to buy this new wine. I plan to bury it under this big peach tree. When I get married, my master will dig it out for me. It can also be regarded as 'daughter's red'!"

Looking at the little girl's innocent smile, Yun Qitian himself didn't even realize that the smile on his face was about to overflow.

Mysterious but not understanding Fengqing, he said coldly:

"Do you know what it means to get married?"

Xiao Yanling seemed to be unconvinced that Master looked down on her. She carefully put down the wine jar, pursed her lips and quickly explained: "Of course I know!"

"To get married is to find a man you love and spend the rest of your life with him!"

When the little girl said this, her face was solemn and solemn as never before.

Xuanji snorted coldly and continued to pour cold water: "How can you understand the word 'beloved' at such a young age?"

Xiao Yanling didn't think so. It was the first time she refuted the master so decisively:

"I understand! Master is Ling'er's beloved man, because Master loves Ling'er from the bottom of his heart, and Ling'er understands it!"

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Everyone said that children's words are unbridled, but Yun Qitian could clearly see the subtle changes in Xuanji's face the moment Xiao Yanling said that the man he loved was the master - it turns out that people's eyes can

From sharp to soft in an instant.

"Hey, what do you know, little girl? Xuanji is not the person you love!"

At this time, Yun Qizhen really wanted to sew Yan Ling's mouth shut when she was a child.

Just when he didn't know how to vent his anger, there was a sudden knock on the door from Yan Ling - it was the little furnace cauldron coming back.

Afraid that Yan Ling would find him peeking into the mysterious dream, Yun Qitian grabbed Zhu Zai, made it invisible and stuffed it into his arms.

"Senior Brother, why do you look so ugly? Are you tired?"

Yan Ling pushed open the door and entered, only to find that Yun Qitian's face was very pale.

"nothing!"

The anger he had just made in the dream had not completely dissipated, so Yun Qitian was speaking rudely to Yan Ling now.

Second monk Yan Lingzhang was confused. Why did his senior brother seem to have changed as soon as he came back?

"How is Master?"

Yan Ling asked.

Yun Qitian snorted coldly from his nose, said "He is very good" and left.

Seeing the door being slammed shut by Yun Qitian, Yan Ling wrinkled her nose: "It's inexplicable."

At this time, Lu Bao's voice suddenly came to my ears again——

"Mom, I just felt Zhu Zai's breath again!"

just……

Yan Ling realized something and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Suddenly, the man lying on the bed coughed rapidly, and Yan Ling quickly poured him a glass of water.

"Master, are you okay?"

After struggling to help Xuanji sit up, Yan Ling brought the tea to Xuanji's mouth.

Xuanji's pale lips were stained with tea and became a little moist.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and saw that the person taking care of him was Yan Ling, and he coughed violently again in excitement.

"Master, don't worry, it's me, it's Ling'er!"

Yan Ling slowly fed a cup of tea into Xuanji's belly.

The tea moistened his throat, and Xuanji no longer coughed. However, his eyes could not leave Yan Ling for even an inch, and he stared at her closely.

"Ling'er, Master did it, Master got Ling'er back!"

As he spoke, his eyes were red with tears, and he took Yan Ling into his arms.

Yan Ling wanted to break away from the embrace, but she heard a voice above her head——

"Ling'er, Master will never let you take a step away from Master again!"

"Ling'er, do you know that Master was in a coma just now and the dreams he had were all about you. Master regrets being so indifferent to you when you were young. In fact, Master does not really hate you. On the contrary,

After getting along with you for a while, Master realized that Master can no longer live without Ling'er..."

Yan Ling didn't want to hear the next words anymore. She quickly broke away from the embrace that made her feel uncomfortable, and said calmly to Xuanji:

"Master, how is the demonic energy dissipating from your body? Do you want to help you heal?"

At this time, Elder Xuancheng's voice came from outside the door:

"There's no need to heal your wounds, Qing Yanling, you have to come with us!"
Chapter completed!