Lingluo didn't expect something like this to happen. She was so upset that she curled up in his arms for a long time without saying a word.
Yue Liangze leaned over and touched her head and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Lingluo put her arms around his waist and hugged him tight.
Yue Liangze stood quietly against the wall waiting for her reply.
The fragrance of the love flower is strong and can bewitch the mind, but for these two people it is considered a low-level method and they are not affected. They just think that the fragrance of the flower is too pleasant.
Ling Luo's grip on his clothes loosened, Yue Liangze looked down and heard her muffled voice: "Do you want to duel with me here?"
Yue Liangze was stunned: "Now?"
This time it was finally his turn to be hesitant and confused.
Ling Luo raised her head from his arms: "Did you see that Shining Devil?"
"Yes." Yue Liangze said calmly, "He's dead."
Lingluo asked again: "Have you seen my junior brother?"
"He didn't have time to enter the Demon Sect, so he'll be fine." Yue Liangze raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why are you worrying about another man in my arms?"
Ling Luo turned her head and fell back into his arms, her voice muffled: "Is the devil really annoying?"
"Hmm?" Yue Liangze didn't hear clearly.
Lingluo repeated it again.
Yue Liangze thought she was talking about the Shining Devil, so he answered, "Very annoying."
Lingluo felt like she was stabbed in the heart.
She gritted her teeth and asked again: "Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Yue Liangze straightened his back unconsciously and began to wonder if Lingluo had seen something.
He thought for a moment before saying, "I bought you an umbrella."
Lingluo didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this.
She asked, "Where's the umbrella?"
"I'll show you when we get out." Yue Liangze carried her down the stairs and walked toward the flower field. "Let's go find Yuanyuan first."
Lingluo said, "Didn't you find him before?"
"No, the demon's nest is too big, and the road keeps changing. Even if we go back the same way, we may not know where we are." Yue Liangze looked around and crossed the flower field to the opposite cave entrance. "Before I met you, I saw other immortal disciples, but they are all dead. I haven't studied this formation thoroughly yet."
Ling Luo was quiet for a moment, buried her head in his arms and said, "It seems that we can't find it for a while, so let's chat."
Yue Liangze: "Okay."
"My parents are both cultivators. One is an extraordinary swordsman, and the other is proficient in spells and magic." Ling Luo said in a neutral tone, with no emotion to be heard, just the tone of a daily chat, "They are a perfect match. I am so beautiful because my mother is pretty."
Yue Liangze smiled: "I can see it."
Ling Luo looked up at him and said, "You are also good-looking. Do you take after your father or mother?"
"Mother." Yue Liangze replied, "My father said so."
"Then your mother must be a great beauty too." Ling Luo laughed softly, "My mother is beautiful, has a good temper, is from a famous family, and is well versed in spells and magic. It was a pity for her to marry someone like my father who only cares about swordsmanship, so they divorced when I was six years old."
Yue Liangze remained silent after hearing this.
I thought they were two people who would grow old together.
Ling Luo recalled the past and said softly, "When I was a child, my father would tell me interesting stories about his travels, taught me how to sense the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and also taught me swordsmanship and spells."
She raised her head slightly and said, "I learn everything very quickly."
Yue Liangze bent down and touched her forehead.
"Why don't you ask them why they divorced?" Ling Luo looked up at him puzzled.
Yue Liangze followed her words and asked: "Why?"
"Because cultivation is more important than anything else." Ling Luo said seriously, "Achieving the Tao and ascending to become an immortal is what most cultivators pursue. Comprehending the Tao and the universe is something you can do throughout your life."
"Whether they are humans or demons, they all follow their instincts and desires. Therefore, many things that seem important to others are not essential to them."
Yue Liangze walked forward with his eyes fixed on the front and said, "You are more important than cultivation."
Lingluo blinked at him and her mood suddenly improved.
When she was a child, she always felt guilty when facing her divorced mother, thinking that the fault was hers. If it weren't for her, her mother wouldn't have to break up with her father and divorce him, giving up the man she loved and leaving alone with her two children.
Everyone could see that A Niang was very sad.
When A-niang went out to fight demons, Grandma Yu, who raised A-niang and Yuzhi, always liked to talk about the adults' past.
Granny Yu said that when her mother was young, she used an alias to secretly attend the Jinluan Pool Banquet held by the Twelve Major Immortal Sects, and made many friends who were cultivators. Later, those people became some of the most important figures in the cultivation world, but many of them died in the process of eliminating demons.
A Niang once traveled the world to eliminate demons with a very powerful female swordsman. This female swordsman had a younger brother who was also a very outstanding swordsman. At that time, we were young and frivolous, and the young people all thought that they were the masters of the world.
When A Niang's family was in trouble, it was the female swordsman's younger brother who reached out to save her.
That night, there was a fight between cultivators and mortals. All she could see was sword lights and raging fire. When her spiritual power was exhausted and she was trampled to the ground and was about to be slaughtered, the young man came to her with a sword in hand, cutting his way through the blood.
"Get up." The young man turned his back to her, and the dazzling sword light blocked all attacks. "You will not die tonight. As long as I am here, you will not die."
When the woman raised her head, she could only see the young man's back, but it made her unforgettable.
Granny Yu told Xiao Lingluo that fate is a wonderful thing.
Some fate is sometimes good and sometimes bad.
That night, A Niang felt that she had found her destined person, the one for whom she would give everything and be with him through life and death.
Maybe the other party had thought so, but was unable to overcome the changes that occurred later.
A man has the world, the great way, and the supreme pursuit in his heart, but a woman only has him in her heart.
Ling Luo said to Yue Liangze: "My mother doesn't want me to practice swordsmanship. She sealed most of my spiritual power and even erased the hint from Shang Wujian."
Yue Liangze frowned: "Why?"
"Because my mother said that the sword would only bring me disaster." Lingluo was laughing as she spoke, "She wanted Yuzhi and I to grow up in peace."
"Yuzhi has a high talent for cultivation, but she doesn't want to be a cultivator. She is always unwilling to practice and always wants to play." Lingluo said softly, "Later, she was traumatized by her mother's death and could no longer sense spiritual power. She also became unable to speak."
Yue Liangze asked: "How did your mother ..."
Before he could finish his words, Ling Luo interrupted him: "I've said so much, it's your turn to speak, right?"
Ling Luo raised her head and looked at him. Yue Liangze glanced at her and realized that she was avoiding the question, so he stopped asking.
Yue Liangze asked patiently, "What do you want to hear?"
Ling Luo asked: "Are your parents also cultivators?"
Yue Liangze nodded slightly: "Yes, my father is a casual cultivator, and my mother should be a casual cultivator as well. I don't know much about my mother, these are all what my father said when I was a child."
He has never seen his mother since he was born.
"A casual cultivator? That should be a very powerful casual cultivator senior." Ling Luo was a little curious, "From ancient times to the present, most casual cultivators are either masters or losers."
Yue Liangze smiled silently when he heard this.
"He is very powerful." He said, "The Shining Demon we met before couldn't defeat him with just one sword."
Ling Luo snuggled into his arms and laughed, "Don't exaggerate just because you're his father."
Yue Liangze said seriously: "It's true, I saw it when I was a child."
Ever since Yue Liangze could remember, the man had been carrying that heavy black sword.
The sword was long and looked heavy, its luster was gone, and its surface looked old with spots of rust. This sword is like a silent mountain, accompanying the man from birth to death.
That day was the Quiet God Festival. Three-year-old Yue Liangze was still a little kid. After waking up, he came out of the room in a daze. Outside the house, facing the direction of the sunset, a large patch of orange-red light shone into his eyes.
The man was weaving a backpack with bamboo strips in the courtyard, and the black heavy sword was placed on the corridor, leaning against the railing.
Xiao Yueliang sat down next to the heavy sword, tilted his head to look at it, and reached out to touch the sword curiously.
"Be careful," the man said. "It looks blunt, but it's actually very sharp."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yueliang's hand was cut and bleeding.
He turned his head sullenly and shook his bleeding hand at the man.
The man sighed and stepped forward helplessly: "You don't cry or scream when you're hurt. In this respect, you're exactly like your mother."
He grabbed Xiao Yueliang's injured hand, and he touched the sword with his other hand, and asked in a baby voice, "What's its name?"
The man said, "The better the rust."
Xiao Yueliang looked up at him.
The man sat down next to the child and took out a patch from his sleeve: "It wasn't called this before. Your mother gave it this name. Your mother said I was hers, and my sword is hers too."
Xiao Yueliang looked up and asked, "What about my mother?"
The man touched his head, his eyes gentle and apologetic.
He calmly changed the subject: "Are you hungry? There is some food in the kitchen."
But children are sometimes not so easy to fool.
Xiao Yueliang looked at him and asked again: "I want my mother."
The man said, "My mother is far away. When you grow up a little, we will go find her."
"Why not go now?"
"Because you haven't grown up yet." The man decided to end the topic. "How about we go to the town to watch the festival tonight?"
Xiao Yueliang's attention was attracted by the festival. He nodded and was picked up by the man and walked towards the kitchen.
The parade on the day of Jingshen Festival is very lively and beautiful.
The demons also like the hustle and bustle of the human world.
The man held Xiao Yueliang's hand and walked along the river bank. On the other side of the river was a crowd of people laughing and playing. They walked towards the secluded depths of darkness.
It was the first time that Xiao Yueliang saw the dangerous and evil demon. However, after just a brief encounter, the man's broad and tall figure blocked in front of him. He only needed to draw his sword to kill the demon with huge black wings in an instant.
The man turned around, bent down and pinched his face: "Are you scared?"
Xiao Yueliang shook his head.
The man sighed, "Is it because Daddy made you angry that you refuse to talk to Daddy?"
Xiao Yueliang continued to shake his head: "No."
"Then talk more." The man's eyebrows and eyes were full of gentle smiles, "After all, you are the only one who belongs to Daddy."
"Okay." Xiao Yueliang nodded seriously and agreed, and then said, "Daddy, I want to eat candied haws."
The man said, "You've already eaten three skewers. You can't eat any more."
Xiao Yueliang shook his hand and looked at him eagerly: "I still want to eat."
Man: “No.”
“…”
"You can't go home and not say a word to me."
My father is so gentle and ruthless.
After hearing this, Lingluo asked, "Did he buy it for you?"
Yue Liangze: “I didn’t buy it.”
Ling Luo smiled and touched his chin: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. I'll buy it for you. I can buy you thirty or three hundred skewers."
Yue Liangze let her do whatever she wanted, and when he saw her smile, there was also a hint of smile in his eyes.
Ling Luo leaned against him and stood up slightly and asked, "What happened to this senior who didn't buy you candied haws?"
Yue Liangze said calmly: "The demon killer is dead."
Ling Luo: "Have you seen your mother?"
Yue Liangze shook his head.
There are regrets everywhere in the world.
Ling Luo hugged his neck, tilted her head and kissed him, whispering: "At least you met me, it's not a loss."
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