The Favored Little Flower Demon ( Quick Travel )

108 I really want to stick in your body all the time.

【What the writer wants to say:】

This chapter is too long, I coded for a long time~

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On the hospital bed, a certain general who had just killed the Quartet on the battlefield had already been wrapped into a mummy.

Gu Yang swears, he really didn't pretend this time, and he wasn't serious.

But his importance prevented the doctors from neglecting him, even if it was just a small scratch, it was wrapped in gauze thoughtfully.

So, what Yu Huan saw was his son who was pushed out from the operating room, who was suspected of being seriously injured and dying, and many doctors with solemn faces.

Yu Huan's eyes turned red, and he almost couldn't hold back his tears.

But he had been a father for thirteen years, and he was worried that Gu Yang would lose another father's love, so he always set an example, gentle yet strong, and never shed tears easily except on the bed.

He tried his best to set a good example for his children.

Seeing him holding back his tears like this, Gu Yang was heartbroken.

"Father, I'm fine, really, it's all because the doctor made a fuss over a molehill! If you don't believe me, I'll open it and show you..."

"Don't move, don't move! The doctor told you to rest, don't be brave." Yu Huan hurriedly held him down, and coaxed: "Daddy believes in you, baby, go to sleep, daddy will watch over you."

Gu Yang: "..."

It's rare to tell the truth once, and no one believes it...

Seeing that his father was about to close his eyelids manually, Gu Yang closed his eyes helplessly, his breathing gradually calmed down.

Looking at his son who was fast asleep, Yu Huan sighed deeply.

There are tens of thousands of small worlds, he didn't expect that this could also collide with the human race and the spirit race.

And it seemed that the opponent's target was still Xiaoyang.

But why?

Xiaoyang is just a child of luck in a small world. No matter how much luck there is, it is just like that. It is incomparable with the source world. Where did he get the "blessing" to attract such two people?

The human race is okay, they are not strong in spirit, and they enter the small world to practice, and usually cannot carry the memory of the original world.

But the spirit race is different. This race has no entity in the source world, and its strength is not strong, but it can travel freely in the small world.

Based on such complementary characteristics, they often sign contracts with the human race to assist them in their training.

Yu Huan was not afraid of encountering them in the source world, but now his strength is suppressed by the Dao of Heaven, and the only one who can deal with them is the Son of Destiny himself.

Looking at the "weak" person on the hospital bed, it was rare for him to use his brain and try to figure out a countermeasure in his heart.

Before I knew it, my eyelids became heavier and my head lowered.

In the middle of the moon, Gu Yang was awakened by the furry touch on the back of his hand.

He raised his hand to touch the black hair next to him, and stroked the young man's sleepy face. Finally, Mosuo touched the plump lips, raised his hand, tore off the gauze on his body, got out of bed, and hugged him carefully. go to bed.