"Yoyo, go home with Daddy!"

As if talking to himself, a look of pity appeared on Zhang Fan's face, and in the void, he stretched out his hand.

Everything is like a dream, like a bubble bursting, as far as the eye can see, or disappear into the void, or shattered and collapsed, only a girl who has fallen into a dream soundly, emerging from the void.

- Yoyo!

This sleeping is the consciousness of Youyou, manifested in this heaven and earth. I don't know if it's an illusion, even if I don't sleep still, between my eyebrows, I see loneliness.

Zhang Fan walked forward slowly, looking at his daughter's sleeping face, and unconsciously, he stretched out his hand and stroked her sleeping face, as if to wipe away the non-existent tears.

"Good girl, we're going home. ”

Zhang Fan's voice seemed to have magic power, as soon as the words fell, the wind suddenly rose, the huge world, swaying in the wind, infinite power, wrapped around him and Youyou, suddenly gone, no longer visible.

...... "Uh-huh~"

In the room, the sound of murmuring suddenly came from the mouth that had been closed for more than three days, hazy, if the begonia spring sleep is not enough, slowly fall soft on the bed.

Directly opposite her, Zhang Fan didn't stop her, but just waved his hand to send out a fresh breeze, caressing his daughter and slowly falling off the bed.

With a sigh of relief, he stood up, his sleeves waved, and in an instant, the red light flashed, the black nest was put away, the door of the room was opened, and the surprised faces of one old and two young and three appeared in front of him.

It was the old man, the little dragon, the dragon, and a timid little water unicorn, a baby who hung from the dragon's neck like a koala.

As soon as he woke up, Zhang Fan noticed the situation outside, and when the dust settled, it was time to tell them the good news.

"Baby, how is the girl?"

At the first time, the old man strode in with extremely neat steps, came to the bed of Youyou, and asked nervously while caressing his great-granddaughter's hair with pity.

"Grandpa, don't worry!"

Zhang Fan smiled and nodded, "Yoyo, she will wake up soon." ”

"Good, good, good......"

The old man was so excited that he couldn't say anything except the word "good".

Not only him, but even Xiaolong and Long'er also showed joy on their faces.

"Master......"

After the joy, the little dragon seemed to remember something, and took a step forward and said.

"Hmm~"

At this moment, with a bang, his eyelids fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Daddy~"

As soon as he opened his eyes, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, a little panicked, like a frightened rabbit, looking around.

As soon as she saw Zhang Fan beside her, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on her face, and she sat up suddenly, holding Zhang Fan's arm tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan felt a pain in his heart, and while waving his hand to stop Xiaolong's words, he gently stroked his daughter's hair and comforted him softly.

"Daddy, how long have I been asleep?"

After a while, he raised his head and asked with palpitations.

"For a long, long time......"

"Ah~"

The snow-white little hand covered his mouth one after another, and then he heard Zhang Fan say with a smile: "It's been three days, my baby daughter, you are really as sleepy as a pig." ”

"People aren't snooze~"

Yoyo was first surprised, and then retorted with a deflated mouth.

Zhang Fan laughed, put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Don't worry, Yoyo, if your father doesn't approve it in the future, you won't fall asleep so suddenly." ”

"Really?"

If it weren't for Zhang Fan pressing, Youyou would almost have jumped up.

It can be seen from this that although she does not say anything, she still has a heart disease about this problem that has been sleeping for many years.

"Naturally, it's true, without my consent, no matter who it is, don't even think about touching my daughter's hair, don't worry!"

Zhang Fan's tone was always as indifferent as comfort, but unconsciously, everyone in the room felt a kind of resoluteness that could not be disobeyed at the same time, and anyone who disobeyed this would face a horror that was better than heavenly punishment.

This is the manifestation of the will, as soon as these words came out, you responded lightly, and immediately leaned on Zhang Fan's shoulder, and relaxed, as if feeling extremely safe.

Throughout the process, she would stroke her forehead from time to time, as if there was something there, but it was smooth and strange.

At this time, the old man stepped forward, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her forehead, and said worriedly: "Baby, what's wrong with the girl?

"Ah~ Daddy, is there something on it?"

When you heard it, her face turned white, after all, she was a girl, and when she thought of the possibility of disfigurement, her face was pale.

"Hahaha~ See for yourself!"

Zhang Fan smiled, stretched out his hand to wipe it in front of him, and a water mirror emerged, clearly reflecting a delicate face through the sunlight that entered the room.

"Oops, it's ugly~"

Yoyo grumbled under his breath, but finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What appeared on her forehead was a complex golden sigil, in which the indescribable mystery was dizzy, and if you wanted to copy it, you would be dizzy.

This golden sigil emerged from the depths of the skin, not on the surface of the skin, so Yoyo didn't react too violently while complaining.

It is to break the brand of evil!

Zhang Fan's evil brand is imprinted on the remnant soul of the Heavenly Demon, and at the same time, through the Purple Mansion of the Divine Soul, it forms such an appearance, the imprint does not go away, and the sigil does not disappear.

"Good daughter, look at Daddy's methods!"

Looking at her slightly aggrieved appearance, Zhang Fanwan smiled, and with a move in his hand, a thin pen on the dresser not far away started with an eyebrow-drawing pen.

Immediately, he took out some paint that would not fall off, and the pen was pointed on Youyou's forehead, and he drew it carefully.

The forehead was cool and itchy, but he didn't dare to shake it, for fear that if he was not careful, an extra beard would come out on his face.

After a long while, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, good daughter, take a look for yourself!"

"Good!

Youyou had just poked his head in front of the water mirror, and the old man was blurted out.

Then, on the water mirror that was as clear as a clear stream in the mountains, Bi Fang, with gold as his belly and flames as his wings, was lifelike, dancing proudly on his forehead.

"It's beautiful!"

"Thank you Daddy~"

Youyou smiled sweetly at Zhang Fan, then turned around and continued to admire in the water mirror.

Zhang Fan imitated the purple orchid on Wan'er's forehead, using the golden mark of the evil seal itself as the belly, rendering it with flames, and bringing out the long-lasting law phase.

The proud Bi Fang, the naughty look, the combination of the two, has a unique charm, as if her whole person is clear.

"Okay, Yoyo, you let the baby accompany you, have a good rest for a few days, and Daddy will go first. ”

Zhang Fan patted her little hand and said with a smile.

Although Yoyo has been awakened by him, and the aftermath has been eliminated, after all, he suddenly fell asleep and was forcibly called up by him, and he was unharmed to his body, but it damaged his spirit to some extent, and he still needed to rest for a few days.

You obediently responded, as if with Zhang Fan's words, he also felt sleepy, and called out in his mouth, and the baby "rubbed" on the bed, and was held in her arms, as if holding a doll, slightly closed eyes, and may fall asleep at any time.

After helping his daughter tuck the quilt, Zhang Fan wiped the bag, and the concentration beads flew out of the bag, like a bright lamp, and the soft light spread throughout the room.

After hanging the Concentration Bead on top of the Youyou bed, Zhang Fan completely relaxed, and Shi Shiran got up.

"Grandpa......"

As soon as he called softly, he saw the old man waving his hand again and again, indicating that he wanted to stay here and take care of the little girl.

Zhang Fan naturally had nothing to say about this, so he nodded and walked towards the door.

As soon as he reached the door, his muffled voice came:

"Xiaolong, come out with the teacher. ”

Outside the door, Zhang Fan stopped under a big tree, and when he looked back, he saw Xiaolong walking out quickly and walking in front of him.

"Okay, Xiaolong, you can talk about it now, but it has something to do with Candle Jiuxiao, does he have something to bring to me?"

Zhang Fan patted Xiaolong's shoulder and said with a smile.

As soon as Xiaolong was sure that he was okay before, he was about to say something, what could make him so anxious would naturally not be a small person, and in this Faxiang Sect, his identity and status were faintly above Zhang Fan, and there were only a few people, and when Candle Jiuxiao left, it was Xiaolong who sent him off, so he was the most likely.

"Master Mingjian!"

Xiaolong was not surprised, and said: "When Master Candle left Dongyang Peak, he said that if the senior sister is fine, let the disciple go and inform him, he and Ancestor Feng have something important to find the master." ”

"Master, do you think the disciple is going to make an announcement?"

Candle Jiuxiao explained this, but Xiaolong couldn't make his own decisions no matter what, so he asked this question.

"If it's okay, is it still related to Feng Jiuling?"

Zhang Fan groaned slightly, and he somewhat understood.

Obviously, Candle and Feng wanted to arrange something for him to do, but if Youyou couldn't get better, they wouldn't be able to say anything anyway.

Otherwise, Zhang Fan knows his own affairs, let alone promise, it would be good if he didn't turn his face on the spot.

After taking two steps back and forth, he suddenly looked back and said, "Xiaolong, you go, tell the truth." ”

"Yes, Master!

Xiaolong hurriedly gave a salute, retreated and flew towards Dongyang Peak.

"It seems that the peaceful days are coming to an end. ”

Seeing Xiaolong's back disappear between the clouds and mist, Zhang Fan smiled slightly and walked towards his quiet room.

"What could it be? Interesting, interesting!"

Unconsciously, there seemed to be a sense of expectation in the words.

Just when his voice was still echoing and his back was gradually disappearing, the sunset shone at night, like the tide receding, and the sun set.

...... After three days, under Dongyang Peak, Jiutian Zhenren Feng Jiuling, Candle Dragon Candle Jiuxiao, Faxiangzong, two great masters in the late Yuan Infant period, pillar-like figures, came together.

(To be continued)