Chapter 1787: Little black charcoal, learning is endless!

Just when I was hesitating how to speak, I kept my head down, and the little black charcoal doing the wrong thing, but instead of having the courage, raised my head and looked at me.
"Dad...daddy, does it hurt?"
"It hurts? Well, it doesn't hurt." Seeing the little black charcoal's small hand, it slowly touched my neck, and stroking gently where she bite last night. I immediately understood it, shook my head with a smile, and my heart was secretly Thinking.
I'd rather have a pain, and it will be better than that strong stimulation.
"Sorry... I'm sorry." Touching the eyes blocked by Liu Hai, the voice of Xiao Hei choked.
"Little Black Charcoal doesn't know...I don't know why it would...it would become that way...It became so strange that he said so much to Dad and did so much, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Soon, the silvery thick bangs became moist, showing how bad little black charcoal was crying. She was originally a strong girl, even when she was living a hard day in the Devil's Fortress, I haven't seen her cry more than five times.
"Why should I apologize? It's me and my mother who should apologize." Gently stroked the head of the little black charcoal. I held her chin and lifted her face, facing her, and solemnly said .
"You are confused, why do you become like that? In fact, Dad and Mom already knew it, and had long expected the arrival of this day, it is related to your true identity."
"True identity?" The sudden truth. Let the little black charcoal forget to cry, and looked at me froze, his eyes full of surprise and urgency.
"Yes, the real identity, this is a long story, come, let my dad sit, and...hey!"
I climbed onto the bed of small black charcoal. Sit on the head of the bed, and then pick up the little black charcoal and put it on the thigh, gently hug her in her arms, and slowly talk about the life of the little black charcoal in the gesture of a parent holding a child to tell a story .
Since we just met her, it's simple. I said it again, and engraved two magic circles in her body to save her, until she was killed by my own because of the painful worm, and it was frozen in the ice coffin. Then, I and Huang Duanzi Through the investigation, the maid finally learned her identity of the night demon.
Until the last resurrection. Then I knew that the blood of the night demon should be awakened in advance, and I was prepared to take all the opportunity to speak out.
Perhaps, little black charcoal could not receive such a huge and amazing message for a while, but with her far more mature mind than children of the same age. I think. This opportunity is not too early, just give time. Small black charcoal must be acceptable.
Of course, I only told her about the night demons, but they didn’t say much. Those things are not understandable and acceptable by the current small black charcoal.
"I...I..." Sure enough, I heard so many horrible messages at once, the little black charcoal was completely ignorant, lying softly in his arms, and would not move, as if he had lost his soul and lost soul.
I just touched her head quietly, patted her back gently, put her tightly in my arms, and gave enough warmth and courage to accept these facts.
Little black charcoal did not disappoint me. How could she, who had experienced so many hardships and hardships, be hit by these things? She quickly recovered and looked up at me.
"Little black charcoal...not human?"
"Well, yes, little black charcoal is not human." I nodded heavily.
"It's the night monster?"
"Ok."
"..."
"What's wrong? If you have anything to say, don't hide from Dad."
"Little black charcoal, very scared..."
"Why are you afraid?"
"Because...not a human being, it's different from Dad."
"What's so scary about this?" I burst into a grin, rubbing the black charcoal's head slightly and rubbing her hair.
"Idiot, don't you think your mother is not human? My mother is an elf."
"Elf... is also better than Night Devil." Little Black Charcoal lowered his head and murmured.
"why?"
"Night Demon... Want to blood, and it will become that character, saying that, evil, not a good boy."
"It's true that the personality changes a bit, but Dad doesn't matter."
Holding the small black charcoal face, I said seriously, looking directly at her eyes.
"No matter what race the little black charcoal is, it is my baby daughter. This will never change. Besides, maybe, little black charcoal is now the last night devil in the entire dark continent. This is a unique identity. , Dad is very proud to be the father of such a small black charcoal."
"Really...really?"
"Of course, does Little Black Charcoal think Dad will lie to you? Is Dad's love for you all fake?" I looked sad.
"Of course not. Dad loves little black charcoal, and little black charcoal also loves dad." Little black charcoal quickly shook his head and denied, and he hugged his hands together and kissed me on the face.
When did this little baby learn this trick?
I smiled and squeezed the soft face of the little black charcoal, and continued: "Look at Ka Jieer, isn't it also non-human? And your Aunt Lucia, Sister Lena, and... uh, father me. "
"Isn't Dad?" Little Black Charcoal opened his eyes wide.
"It's not clear, maybe it's not." I smiled a little complicatedly: "Look, dad can turn into a wolf demon and a puppet bear or something."
"That's Daddy's druid skills." Little Black Charcoal replied immediately. It seems that during this time, she learned a lot from Huang Duanzi's maid.
"Other druids won't be like this." I squeezed her little nose, and I said.
"Okay, it doesn’t matter if Dad is human or not. Anyway, your mother, and Mother Velas, they won’t scorn me because of my identity, say so much, just to tell little black charcoal, no matter what little black charcoal is Race. Our family will definitely be your place of residence. No one will look at you with a strange eye because of your identity, you know?"
"Ok."
Without uttering my tongue in vain, the little black charcoal's expression relaxed a lot, although some still could not release her non-human identity, after all, she lived in human identity for about ten years. Thoughts are deeply ingrained, and suddenly one day he was told this way, and no one can accept it immediately, which is human nature.
If the little black charcoal was immediately relieved, as a father, I had to worry about whether her nerves were too thick.
"Next. Dad and Mom, want to apologize to Xiaoheitan seriously." The look was clear. I lowered my head to Xiaoheitan, and the forehead just touched her forehead intimately.
"First, regarding the identity of Little Black Charcoal, I concealed Little Black Charcoal for so long, I'm sorry. Second, it was those two magic circles. At first, my father and mother arbitrarily arbitrarily. This led to the two magic circles and their integration into your soul. In the meantime, your blood of the night demon wakes up early, and there is no way to accept intimacy with other people, because these two magic circles are at work, sorry."
After I said these things that I couldn't say before, my heart seemed to have thrown away a big stone, and I felt a lot easier.
"There is no reason to apologize." Little Black Charcoal came close and shook his head.
"Dad is the father of Little Black Charcoal. Right."
"This statement is a bit strange. Dad is of course dad."
"Everything my dad does is for the little black charcoal. Right."
"Uh... that's right."
"That's fine, since it's for the sake of small black charcoal, why should I apologize?"
I froze for a while, and then laughed: "Oh, oh, it's terrible, my baby girl's eloquence is so good, even his father was speechless."
"Only...not." Little Black Charcoal loosened his forehead blushing and lowered his head, whispering in embarrassment.
"Anyway... it doesn't matter, the night demon bloodline is awakened, and it can't accept other people. I just have my father and mother."
"That's not enough, at least Mother Velas and you, you have to learn to accept it slowly, otherwise they will be very sad." I heard Xiao Heitan thinking like this, I suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, but also worried.
"Just help Dad atonement, try to get along well with other people, is it okay?"
"Well." After a moment of hesitation, Xiaohei nodded gently.
I was relieved immediately, I understand the character of the little black charcoal, since she agreed, she will definitely do it, not perfunctory.
"So, let's make an appointment. I listen to Little Black Charcoal. I won't apologize to Little Black Charcoal again for this matter, but in exchange, Little Black Charcoal can no longer apologize to me and my mother, you know? "
"Well." Little Black Charcoal shyly extended her finger and hooked it with mys. Her present looks very cute and cute. She is always silent and calm. It is extremely rare to want to see this side.
"One more point." After taking a long breath, I was going to discuss a very important thing with Xiao Black Charcoal.
"Small black charcoal, you should remember your memory after your bloodline awakened."
The little body in her arms shuddered. Obviously, my words touched the sore spot of Little Black Charcoal again. She nodded silently, like a child doing wrong things.
"Look up, there is nothing wrong with Little Black Charcoal. Of course, your blood of the night demon is also correct, although the character is a little proud, and the way of saying is also a little tougher."
"but……"
"No, but what Dad said is absolute. Do you think Dad and you mentioned these to blame you?" I tried to use a soft tone to appease the little black charcoal that is particularly sensitive now.
Although the little black charcoal has just passed through the huge impact of real identity, and now it is said that these are a bit of a feeling of catching the duck on the shelf, but I feel that it is necessary to say it in one breath.
"Listen to me, little black charcoal, whether it feels wrong or whatever it is, just raise your head and listen to me say it all right?"
Nodded innocently, little black charcoal raised his head and looked straight at me.
"Okay, the topic just now continued, um... how to say it? After the blood of the night demon awakened, the character of Little Black Charcoal has changed a lot. Although my mother and I don’t mind it, maybe other people can’t accept it. Little Black Charcoal doesn't want to worry about Mother Velas, right?"
Looking at the little black charcoal that was about to cry, I quickly continued.
"So. We have to think of a way. Since Little Black Charcoal can retain the memories at that time, then, I think I must be able to control my blood of the night demon and control my words and deeds, right?"
"Control..." Suddenly, the little black charcoal wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at me closely. A seemingly incomprehensible look.
"Yes, since Little Black Charcoal feels that his bloodline is awake, his words and deeds are not so good, why not try hard to control it and control it with his own will."
"Can... can it be done?"
"Of course, think about it carefully. How many hardships did the little black charcoal overcome before, would you still be afraid of this little thing?" I shook my fist and encouraged the little black charcoal.
In fact, I think it is more difficult, at least for now.
The usual little black charcoal, and the little black charcoal after the blood awakened, can not be said to be a split personality, but the confrontation and checks and balances of blood and memory, just like my analogy. A glass of water and a bucket of ink are mixed together, of course, the color of the ink is the main one.
However, this relationship cannot be changed.
As long as we try to make the current little black charcoal stronger, then her memory as a human will also become stronger.
After a glass of water turns into a tank of water, mix it with a bucket of ink. It is no longer the thick black like ink.
of course. While promoting the little black charcoal, it is also necessary to suppress her power as the night monster. Only in this way can an optimal balance be achieved, and then the two can be merged into one, and become a new and familiar [really! Small black charcoal].
This is the best way to think of my flash.
The current little black charcoal is affected by the previous experience and the magic circle, and his character is too cowardly and inferior, and he is not willing to accept the closeness of others. The little black charcoal on the side of the night devil is too strong, too proud, and claims to be It’s Queen Lilith, not even my dad.
This is like the two extremes. If you can integrate them perfectly and complement each other, no matter what you think, it is going in a good direction.
The more I think about it, the more I feel possible, and I can't help but be happy.
"Little black charcoal, let us cheer together!"
"Well... add... come on!" It was probably because I was seeing somehow burning, the little black charcoal was a little confused, but still held up his small hand.
"Come on!"
"Come on!"
"Control the blood of the night monster!"
"Control the blood of the night monster!"
A pair of stupid fathers and daughters kept raising their hands in this way and shouted loudly.
Of course, there is motivation to be motivated, but this matter can not be rushed. It is definitely not an overnight matter to let the little black charcoal gain the strength to fight the blood of the night devil.
First of all, she had to change to the necromancer. Then, I guess at least have the strength of the first world Kurast level, in order to barely contend with the blood of the night monster. As for the fusion, the control is even stronger.
These are not things that can be achieved in a short time. Perhaps it will take a decade or so, and it is a long job. During this period, Huang Duanzi and my maid can only take the heart and feed the night evil every time. The small black charcoal allowed her to maintain her most basic strength and immediately sealed it.
Why is it cruel? The little black charcoal on the side of the night demon is our daughter, isn't it? Wouldn’t it be sad to seal your daughter again and again?
Thinking of a rough and feasible plan, I became firmer in my heart, and wished to find Huang Duanzi's maid now and discuss the details with her.
At this time, the little black charcoal in his arms moved.
"what happened?"
"Want to take a look..." With that said, the little black charcoal lifted my collar and leaned up carefully, looking at my neck, where she had bitten last night.
"There can be no wounds, Dad, but I am an adventurer." I laughed.
It wasn't a big wound originally, and with the physique of the adventurer, healed in a blink of an eye. It is absolutely impossible to leave two blood marks for people to see.
"Really doesn't hurt?" Little Black Charcoal asked softly~EbookFREE.me~ The small face was close to the neck, the exhaled breath, and the breath of the words, all hit the neck, itchy.
"No pain, Dad is not a liar." I solemnly.
Then, as soon as the neck was warm, something soft, soft, warm, and slippery licked on it.
"Ah~~" After a few licks, the little black charcoal simply opened his mouth, covering the bite.
Was this trick learned with Little Ghost?
Every time the little ghost bites me, it will look like this, gently help me lick the place I bite, of course, except for the head, except when angry.
Is this small black charcoal a learned thing, blending north and south, and gathering everyone's strengths?