Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

Chapter 1390 Struck by Lightning

Due to Xiao Yanbao's repeated warnings, Lei Jing was very careful when transferring the power of Yuan Jing.

We stopped to look after crossing a little bit, for fear that we might get hurt if we crossed too much at once.

Another point is that the Thunder Spirit was not skilled in operation and kept getting stuck, so he stopped.

This gave the King of Hell a chance to observe.

When the Thunder Spirit passed the power of essence to Meng Leshan for the first time, the King of Hell discovered the subtle changes in Meng Leshan's soul.

However, the change was very slight, so to be on the safe side, the King of Hell did not say anything.

Observe again, and observe.

Or maybe I saw it wrong.

Can the essence of the thunder spirit be used in this way?

After the Thunder Spirit had passed on the power of its essence to Meng Leshan three times, the King of Hell was already certain that the Thunder Spirit's essence was useful to Meng Leshan.

Seeing that King Yan hadn't spoken, Xiao Yanbao couldn't help but ask, "King Yan, do you see anything? Can the essence of the thunder spirit be of any use to my grandpa?

If that doesn't work, then we have to do as Ancestor Xinglan said.

After all, she had tried everything she could, and it was not her intention to harm the Thunder Spirit's essence.

"Yes, yes, there are signs of improvement."

If the King of Hell wasn't still needed now, little Yan Bao really wanted to grab the King of Hell's beard and have a good talk with him.

Xiao Yanbao gritted his teeth and said, "It's getting better, why didn't you say anything?"

The King of Hell said confidently, "It has just been confirmed that there has been improvement."

Xiao Yanbao: Okay, I will take what you said as true.

As long as her grandfather's injury can be cured this time, she won't care about anything else.

"Thunder Spirit, keep going, this method works."

When Lei Jing heard that he could finally help his mother, his technique became proficient immediately.

The power of Yuan Jing was continuously input into Meng Leshan's body.

The King of Hell didn't call for a stop, and the Thunder Spirit didn't dare to stop either.

Xiao Yanbao was a little anxious. Grandpa was just an ordinary mortal. The Thunder Spirit had input so much energy from him. Was he okay?

Just as Xiao Yanbao was thinking, a thunder suddenly sounded outside the wooden house without any warning.

Xiao Yanbao and the others were shocked.

The lightning struck the wooden house directly.

There was a big hole in the roof of the wooden house.

The lightning fell on Meng Leshan's head.

It was too late for Xiao Yanbao to stop him with talismans.

A spark of lightning flashed above Meng Leshan's head.

"Grandpa!" Little Yanbao shouted and rushed towards his grandpa.

Dahuang was also frightened and jumped up in the Ruyi bag, and he said that this thunder spirit was not a good thing.

The King of Hell just jumped far away.

The thunder spirit didn't move, he was not afraid of thunder.

He also looked up at the wooden roof.

I said to myself, "Is this thunder coming for me?"

"What? You caused the lightning? Why don't you take it? Do you think everyone can withstand lightning like you?"

Lei Jing was at a loss after being yelled at by Xiao Yanbao, "Mother, I..."

Before Lei Jing could finish his words, Xiao Yanbao slapped him and pushed him aside.

The damage to my grandfather's soul had not yet healed, and after being hit by this thunder, it was over. He would never recover this time.

Xiao Yanbao's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Grandpa, it's all because of Yan Bao's uselessness. He failed to heal the wound on your soul and let you get struck by lightning."

Little Yanbao was just about to feel his grandfather's pulse to see if he could be saved, but his little hand was suddenly grabbed by a big hand on the bed.

The rough touch brought little Yanbao back to his senses and he looked at his grandfather's face.

Meng Leshan just opened his eyes and met Xiao Yanbao's eyes.

"Grandpa, are you awake?"

"My dear granddaughter, grandpa is dead. Have you come to the underworld to see him?" Meng Leshan said in a hoarse voice.

If it were someone else, he would definitely not ask this question, but his granddaughter has the ability to do so.

The main thing was that the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the face of the King of Hell.

"Grandpa, you are not dead, you are alive and well, you just slept for a few days."

"My dear granddaughter, Grandpa knows that you are very capable, but life and death are determined by fate and cannot be forced. You cannot lose your merits because of Grandpa. Grandpa is not afraid of death, but he did not have time to say goodbye to everyone..."

Little Yan Bao didn't let his grandfather continue, "Grandpa, you are really not dead, your life span has not yet ended. I have not violated the order of the three realms."

Meng Leshan pointed at the King of Hell and said, "My dear granddaughter, don't lie to your grandfather. The King of Hell is here."

Little Yan Bao looked at the King of Hell, "I asked the King of Hell to come and see if your soul has been healed."

Meng Leshan flipped over and sat up from the bed, "Am I really not dead?"

The King of Hell walked to the bedside and said, "How could you die when you have such a wonderful granddaughter? Even if you really died, Yan Bao would go to the underworld to snatch you back. But saving you this time is much more difficult than going to the underworld to snatch your soul back."

"My dear granddaughter, why do you want to take risks for an old man like me? I'm already old, and death would be enough. But you are different. You are the hope of Lan Country, and there are still many things waiting for you to do in Lan Country. Lan Country can live without anyone, but it can't live without your dear granddaughter!" Meng Leshan's eyes became red as he spoke.

Little Yan Bao glanced at the King of Hell and said, "Just ask you to prove that my grandpa is not dead. Why are you talking so much?"

King of Hell: Okay, okay, I’ll stop talking.

Anyway, Yan Bao, you have always been the type who gets rid of people when they are no longer useful.

"Yan Bao, since your grandpa has woken up, you two should have a good talk. I'm going to go see that guy Yuan Ling."

You think I'm too talkative? Humph! Then I'll leave.

Meng Leshan wanted to reach out to stop him, but when his hand was raised, no words came out.

I can't stop it even if I try.

"My dear granddaughter, Grandpa knows that you are a filial child, but you really shouldn't take risks for Grandpa."

"Grandpa, don't listen to Yan Wang's alarmist words. Grandpa, don't you still believe in Yan Bao's ability?" Little Yan Bao said with a smile.

Meng Leshan touched Yan Bao's head with his hand and said, "Grandpa certainly believes in your ability."

But what the King of Hell said just now was definitely not alarmist.

He seemed to have forgotten something.

"My mother is amazing."

"Well, my master is amazing."

Meng Leshan was attracted by two childish voices.

I saw two little balls that were younger than my granddaughter.

"My dear granddaughter, whose children are these two little ones?"

The little kid who can stay with his good granddaughter must not be an ordinary child.

Little Yanbao pointed at the Heart of the Spirit World and said, "She is Xinxin, my spiritual pet, the Heart of the Spirit World transformed into a human form."

Then Xiao Yanbao pointed at the thunder spirit and said, "He is a thunder spirit, a spirit born from thunder and lightning, and he has also transformed into a human form."

Lei Jing took a step forward and took Yan Bao's hand, "I am my mother's son."

"What? Mother... Mother? Who are you calling mother?"

Little Yan Bao twitched his lips awkwardly, "Call me Grandfather."

Meng Liaoshan was so frightened that he almost fell off the bed.