"Smack, smack, smack!"

Liu Lang seemed to be crazy, and the rhythm of wielding the innocent whip became faster and faster.

Wang Ghost Mantong's face also became more and more frightened.

Every time Liu Lang waved the Innocent Whip, those black clouds would weigh down a few points, and at the same time, Wang Ghost Mantong's figure was also shrinking.

"Woo ......"

Wang Ghost Man Tong whimpered lowly, raising his two hands to resist the pressure of the dark clouds and the Innocent Whip.

I don't know how long it took, but the whole void cave slowly became quiet.

Liu Lang knelt on the ground panting, the hand holding the Innocent Whip was already scarred, and the blood had completely wrapped the Innocent Whip at some point.

The rat spirit fell to the side weakly, and it looked like a huge mouse more than half a meter long, where was there still a half-handsome young man?

The originally huge Wang Ghost Mantong also completely changed his appearance, and turned into a child wearing a pink belly pocket and only about five or six years old.

The child was wearing pigtails, his skin was as white as if he could squeeze out water, staring at Liu Lang with tears in his eyes, looking at the innocent whip in Liu Lang's hand, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

The dark clouds had dispersed, and the moonlight slanted down from the hole, shining right on Zhao Erdan, who was lying on the ground.

"Gaga...... Ga ......"

There were a few crows outside.

Liu Lang's eyes, whose eyes were dark, slowly contracted, and after a while, he finally returned to normal size.

Liu Lang looked at the qiē in front of him blankly, as if he didn't know what was happening.

Looking down at the innocent whip in his hand, Liu Lang raised his hand and wanted to try to put it away, but as soon as he used his strength, there was a pain in his heart.

Take a closer look and hold the palm of the innocent whip. The wound had cracked and had been glued to the whip of innocence.

Gritting his teeth, Liu Lang struggled out.

"Buzz ......"

The Innocent Whip let out a dull hum and thud, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

The pigtailed child trembled and stared at Liu Lang in horror. But he didn't dare to move.

After Liu Lang put away the innocent whip, he tore off a piece of clothing, bandaged the wound on his hand, and looked around blankly.

The whole void hole is the same as before, but the stones on the cave wall seem to have been cut by countless sharp knives, uneven, one by one. It becomes unusually hideous.

Liu Lang's eyes moved to the pigtailed child, and the doubts in his eyes couldn't help but be even stronger.

"Who are you?"

Liu Lang asked weakly, but his voice and eyes were extremely hoarse, as if he had been burned by fire.

The child dodged and stared at Liu Lang timidly. The immature voice slowly floated out of his mouth: "I, I'm Xu Jia, the fire boy." ”

"Fire boy?"

Liu Lang was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, remembering the biography mentioned in the white witch petal before.

"Is this qiē all true?"

Liu Lang was still a little surprised, staring at the child in front of him carefully up and down with his two eyes. Puzzled, he asked, "You, you are the king ghost Mantong?" ”

The child hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Then he shook his head again, and said with tears in his eyes: "I, I'm not Wang Ghost Mantong, I was harmed by that bad guy, my name is Xu Jia." I—I'm not supposed to be playful. ”

Biography is true.

Liu Lang was surprised, and when he saw the child crying, he hurriedly comforted: "Don't cry, don't cry, you should be okay now, right?" Is it possible to go back? ”

Liu Lang looked at the child with blank eyes, but his heart was beating wildly.

If this child is really a fire boy in the sky, then it is like the seven fairies descending to earth, what a magnificent thing it must be to see this thing ascend to heaven.

When the child heard Liu Lang's words, he didn't seem to be afraid anymore, he actually threw his two feet forward, walked in front of Liu Lang in a few steps, raised his head and stared at Liu Lang, and said softly: "Uncle, you, you are not a bad person." ”

"Huh? I—I'm certainly not a bad person anymore. ”

Liu Lang grinned, but he could affect the muscles on his body, and he was extremely sore in an instant.

Holy, what the hell just happened? Why can't I remember for a while?

Liu Lang was puzzled, racking his brains but couldn't think of a reason.

Looking at the child's cute appearance, Liu Lang's eyes flashed with a hint of doting, and he raised his hand to touch the child's head.

However, as soon as the child saw the blood oozing from Liu Lang's wound, he hurriedly took two steps back, and there was a trace of horror in his eyes.

"Uncle, you—you're hurt."

"Hehe, I—I'm hurt."

The child nodded, blinked his big eyes twice, and said with a big mouth: "Uncle, I can't go back now, can you let me follow you?" ”

Liu Lang originally wanted to see the immortal ascend, but how did he know that the child suddenly came to such a sentence, and he was instantly stunned, and wondered: "What? Aren't you okay now? Why can't you go back? ”

The child shook his head vigorously, and the pigtails on his head swayed from side to side like his tail.

"Uncle, no, I was harmed by bad people, and now I don't have the ability to go back, and, moreover, even if I have the ability, I don't dare to ......"

Liu Lang understood, even if this child was really a fire-burning boy, he could be refined into a king ghost mantong for so many years, and he had already fused with mortal dust, and if he wanted to restore the identity of the fire-burning boy, he didn't know about the year of the monkey.

Hehe, if you don't go back, you won't go back, but I'm still an unmarried young man, and I feel weird with such a child by my side?

Liu Lang frowned, but as soon as he saw the child's pitiful eyes, Liu Lang's heart melted instantly.

I'll it, this kid is so cute, and the eyes are too lethal.

Liu Lang's heart softened, so he had to head his head and say, "Okay, you can follow me, but you must be obedient, you know?" ”

"Uh-huh, I must be obedient and regain my ability to go back."

The child has a heavy head, how cute and cute it is.

During the conversation, Liu Lang's body also recovered a little, and when he turned his head to look at Zhao Erdan and the rat spirit, his heart, which had been melted by the child, immediately cooled.

"Zhao Erdan hasn't woken up yet? What's wrong with this rat spirit? ”

Zhao Erdan was still dead, lying flat on the ground, and the rat spirit had already changed back to the appearance of a mouse, with blood on the corners of his mouth and body, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Liu Lang was shocked, and stepped forward to test Zhao Er's snort, and he was angry.

Rushed to the rat spirit again, tried his snort, and breathed.

Liu Lang, who was already nervous, suddenly felt relieved, and said to himself anxiously: "How can this be? What's going on? Why didn't Brother Dare wake up, but even the peanuts became like this? ”

The child who called himself Xu Jia tilted his head and looked at Liu Lang at a loss and anxious, and suddenly a sentence came out.

"Uncle, that uncle is fine, but the mouse ......"

"Huh? You—Do you have a way? ”

Liu Lang's eyes widened suddenly, but he saw the child staggering in front of Zhao Erdan, waved his hand and slapped Zhao Erdan's face, shouting, "Hey, wake up!" (To be continued~^~)