After the rebirth of Senior Sister Xianmen, she had HE with the villain

Chapter 82 She Likes Garlands (Very Cautious)

The tall stone peaks blocked the sun's rays, and a huge shadow fell on the little boy.There was a beautiful woman in front of him, she lowered her head, with endless hatred in her eyes, she shouted hysterically.

"You must cultivate demons!"

There is still baby fat on the young boy's face, he is obviously only an eight-year-old child, but he is extraordinarily firm: "Mother, I am a disciple of Yishimen, cultivating demons is equivalent to betraying the sect."

"So what if you betrayed! Since you were born immortal, you must cultivate demons! This is your destiny!" The blood overflowed from behind her, and all of it fell on the child.His thin meridians were immediately filled with blood energy.

He bit the tip of his tongue, the pain woke him up. "I can't fix it."

Little Ruoxian's body was already crumbling, but she was as stubborn as a rock.Ling Xue stared at it for a while, and with a bang, the figure of the child flew out and hit the stone, setting off a cloud of smoke and dust.

Blood overflowed from the corner of Ruoxian's mouth since he was a child, and he fell to the ground, motionless...

Ling Xue froze for a moment, her body trembled, and walked forward quickly, hugging Qin Ruoxian nervously: "Son, son..."

The internal organs of the little figure have been shattered by her. With tears in her eyes, she howled loudly: "Mother didn't do it on purpose, please don't worry about anything. I'll take you to find the sect master right away!"

She cried and hugged her little voice and landed on the main hall leaning on the stone gate, Taoist Stone let out a sigh.

"Why do you do this? He is your child after all."

Ling Xue bit her lip, her face was already covered with tears: "He deserved to die! If it wasn't for that person, he wouldn't be like this today! The happy days he has enjoyed in the past few years will require him to pay back in his entire life !"

The stubborn stone Taoist hesitated to speak, but he couldn't say anything. After sighing again and again, he took out a stone and cast a spell to heal Xiao Ruoxian.

……

It was raining patter outside the window, and the disciples leaning against the stone gate were still practicing hard.After Xiao Ruoxian woke up, it seemed that all her cultivation had been washed away, leaving nothing left.

His injuries healed, but his heart was empty.His gaze involuntarily turned to the wreath next to him.The flowers on the garland are thin and exude a unique fragrance of flowers.

He watered it with magic every day, so the flowers in the wreath were always full of energy and showed no signs of withering.

In the room, there is also a piece of soil dedicated to planting flowers.At this time, the flowers were blooming brightly, but the little man who weaved the wreath with him disappeared.

Xiao Ruoxian put on her shoes, ran out of the bed with a thud, and started to weave the wreath, feeling better immediately.

"When will we see her again?"

He had no playmates, and no one taught him to play games, only the little elf would play with him.

He told this to the door owner's grandfather, and the door owner's grandfather told him that it takes a long time for the elves in the mountains to cultivate, as long as he works hard and lives longer, he can see the elves again.He also said that the elf was not his disaster, but came to help him.

The rain outside the door was getting heavier and heavier, and he became more and more focused.

With a creak, the door of the cave was opened.

A flash of lightning flashed across, illuminating her icy face.

"Mother, why are you drenched in the rain?" Xiao Ruoxian froze for a moment, then quickly put down the things in her hands, and found Huoshi.After trying his best to ignite it, he tried to dry Ling Xue's wet clothes.

There was a faint light of flint in Ling Xue's eyes, and she looked down.

The child's hand tried hard to hold the flint, but even so, it could barely reach her chest.A trace of warmth came, but the hands turned red.

The temperature, which was not a big problem to her, was horribly hot to Xiao Ruoxian, who had lost his mana. After a while, his forehead began to sweat.

With a flick of his wet sleeve, Flint was immediately knocked to the ground.Xiao Ruoxian looked at her cautiously, and called softly: "Mother."

Ling Xue ignored him, and picked up the wreath on the ground by herself.

"Did you prepare this for your friend the mountain elves?"

This was the first time that their mother and son had this kind of daily question, Xiao Ruoxian had a flash of surprise on his face, and nodded hastily.

"Well! She likes wreaths."

It was raining heavily outside the house, and the sky was getting darker and darker.

"You are really not like me and his child." Ling Xue was surprised by his kindness and innocence.Sometimes she also feels in a trance that she is wrong.

It's a pity that the child's cultivation base has all been dispersed, and she can no longer turn back.

"Do you think you still have a chance to give it to her?" Ling Xue held the wreath, lowered her eyebrows and looked a little gentle.

Xiao Ruoxian nodded: "The door master grandfather said, I can see her!"

The corner of Ling Xue's mouth curled into an extremely cruel smile: "But, I have already killed her. You will never see her again."

Xiao Ruoxian blinked his eyes, he was no longer as calm as before, he was embarrassed. "Mother, she is a mountain elf, you can't kill her."

Ling Xue threw something casually, and Xiao Ruoxian quickly caught it.

In his reddened palm, there was a turtle shell that looked almost exactly like the one the elf used to sit on.Xiao Ruoxian swallowed her saliva, cautiously approached, and sucked her nose.

His eyes widened, revealing a look of horror.

This is, this is the breath of grass...

Ling Xue quietly admired the child's collapsed expression, she felt both pain and pleasure in her heart.

"Mother." These two words suddenly became very heavy, very heavy.Xiao Ruoxianxiu's benevolence seems to be crumbling at this time.

"Why did you kill her?" No matter what he did to Xiao Ruoxian, he didn't care, these things were his own catastrophe.

but……

A line of tears slowly fell, and he looked at Ling Xue in disbelief.

Ling Xue laughed, very heartily: "Because of you. Because you have never cultivated demons, because you didn't listen to my words! She died because of you!"

These few words were too heavy for a child, so heavy that he subconsciously threw away the tortoise shell, and he hid helplessly in a corner and covered his ears.

"no……"

"It's you, she's the one who died!" Ling Xue forcefully opened his hand and said word by word.

"It's not me..." The eyes were filled with mist, and the scene in front of him seemed unreal.

He obviously prepared the garland and waited for her to come back.He clearly cultivates hard every day, he clearly...

"Qin Ruoxian! If you don't cultivate demons, I will kill everyone you care about one by one!"

The small body trembled, and tears fell to the ground.

Ling Xue suddenly hugged him tenderly: "Son, how about cultivating demons? It's not too late to start now."

The sound of thunder accompanied the silent crying of the child, as if it was raining in the house.

Ling Xue felt a throbbing pain in her heart, but she forgot how to cry...

(End of this chapter)