Fan Wujiang, who was beaten by Qimeng and had a nosebleed, had a sad face and insisted on accompanying his son in the suspension pavilion.

"Look at your ghostly look, you can keep watch in the pavilion, go take a shower first, this rancid body smells smoky. And your head, really..."Teng Taishan said disgustingly, pointing to his head that had been scratched into a chicken nest by Qimeng.

Fan Wujiang raised his arm to sniff, smacked his lips, and quickly got up and rushed to the second floor.

Teng Taishan was also sleepy, looking at the cocoon he thought about it, he really hadn't heard of it, there was no silkworm who had not broken the cocoon for more than 39 days. However, since it was Jin Da Fat, he really didn't feel very surprised. Probably, I'm used to it.

This guy has always been unprincipled and bottomless.

At this moment, a red light suddenly lit up in the dark sky on the other side of the lake, like a large area of fire clouds. But now that it's night, how can it really be a burning cloud?

Teng Taishan squinted his old eyes, frowned, and muttered to himself, "Isn't the red cloud in the Valley of the Wind shallower?

The red light spread, and the color gradually dispersed, and after about two minutes, it was obscured by the darkness of the night.

Teng Taishan furrowed his brows and returned to the room with a little worry.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Fan Wujiang hurriedly ran back to the backyard and jumped onto the Hanging Pavilion. Meditate on the spot next to the big cocoon, and settle down.

As a result, I fell asleep unconsciously.

He had a dream in which he rode a mighty and domineering golden dragon with a pair of sinuous horns on its head, and the dragon's body was very long, with a hundred meters and four sharp claws...

The Great Golden Dragon carried him past the Wind Riding Vulture, and the majestic ninth-level witch beast was like a little eagle cub in front of the Great Golden Dragon.

He flew over a mountain, over a sea of fire, over a snowy ice peak, and over a fairyland-like valley. There were many small islands suspended in mid-air in the valley, and it seemed that someone was waving to him on the island.

At a waterfall, the golden dragon stopped, and he jumped off the dragon and went to drink at the bottom of the waterfall. The water was cool and comfortable.

It seems that there is still water splashed on the face and neck, and it is cool.

Fan Wujiang, who was asleep, reached out and touched his left cheek, and suddenly woke up.

He still maintained his original meditative posture, leaning back against a chair, with a big fat calloon on his right hand.

When did !! cocoon break?

Big fat! Big fat?

Fan Wujiang was excited, quickly got up, patted his leg that was a little numb, and looked around.

There was nothing else in the pavilion except for tables and chairs, and the cocoon was split into four or five petals, and the big fat had obviously broken out of the cocoon.

But where did this guy go? And what has become?

What kind of situation is this? Why did you just jump around as soon as you were born, and didn't see your father sitting here waiting for you? This has no conscience.

"It must have been out there. ”

Fan Wujiang muttered to himself, and went to look through the cracked cocoons again. Suddenly, he felt as if something had rubbed against the back of his hand, and it felt slightly cool to the touch.

He reached out and tentatively touched the place, it was really cool, and it had a slightly frosty feel. It feels so familiar.

Immediately after, Fan Wujiang heard a more familiar voice.

"Puff Puff"

The position where his hand touched appeared, one, one, large, insect, and sub!!

Fan Wujiang ......... "big, big fat"

The big "chubby" bug's mouth opened and made a sound.

It's not very clear, but I can still hear it clearly, and I should want to make a 'fat' sound.

The familiar voice, the familiar posture, the golden light, the fat look, the body like a zongzi...

Jin Da Fat blinked with a pair of round eyes, and looked at Fan Wujiang with his fat head, "Fat Ang..."

Fan Wujiang hugged the big bug, "Big fat, you're scared to death!"

"Uhhh

Qimeng said that nine out of ten are dead, and the reason why he is so angry and fights with Qimeng is because he is also afraid that this will be the case.

He found a way to classify and block the 7 series of source energy in his body, but Da Fat is just a worm, how can he find a way by himself.

At that time, those elemental particles came out of the body and dipped into the cocoon, and he himself saw it with his own eyes.

Now it's okay, it's okay to be fat, it's okay.

Although it didn't become a big golden dragon, it wasn't even a horse, and it couldn't be ridden and didn't have half a dime. However, none of this matters, just live with the big fat.

Fan Wujiang hugged Jin Da Fat, who was more than a meter long and fat, returned to the second floor, and after washing his own son fragrantly, he put it on the single bed.

The bed was not big enough, only for the big fat, and after taking a blanket to cover the big fat, he simply made a bunk on the floor between the window and the bed.

I have peace of mind, and I sleep well.

Early the next morning, Teng Taishan saw that Fan Wujiang's room was hidden, so he gently pushed it away and took a look, and when he saw the pillow falling to the ground, he thought about picking it up and putting it back under Xiao Jiang's head.

As a result, when the blanket was lifted, the old man was almost frightened to the point that his soul flew out.

"Ahem, ahem... it..."

Jin Dapang on the bed and Fan Wujiang on the floor were woken up by the old man at the same time.

Teng Taishan relieved his breath and patted his heart, and his old face coughed red.

Fan Wujiang rubbed his eyes in a daze, "Master..."

"Grandpa, I was almost scared to death by you. ”

Fan Wujiang yawned, "You are at the peak of the realm, it's not that easy..."

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about? What's going on?"

The old man pointed at Jin Dapang with a confused expression, Jin Dapang moved his fat body, leaned over to the old man, "poof, poof", as before, sprayed his saliva.

…………

"Well, anyway, it's like that, and there's no future for development, so let's just keep it as a child. Teng Taishan looked at Jin Dapang in Fan Wujiang's arms with a little regret and said.

"Ahh

"yes, this... Is this learning me to speak?"

"Isn't it?"

Fan Wujiang was broken, and gave his son guidance on pronunciation, "Grandpa." ”

"yes yes yes"

"Daddy"

"Let's go, let's go."

Let you be a child, are you really energetic?

A young boy teaches a huge bug to learn to speak like a child babbling, and the big bug can still learn to be like five points.

Unbelievable, can't look straight at it yet. Teng Taishan was scorched by thunder and was speechless.

"Big fat, whether you are useful or not, I will not dislike you. You are obedient, and you will stay at home in the future, and you are not allowed to go out and run around, you know?"

Jin Dapang seemed to understand, blinked his eyes and nodded, and pointed to his mouth with the two little feet at the front, "Ahhh

"Foodie!," Teng Taishan shook his head and went to the kitchen.

The leg spirit, who was making breakfast, called out in a low voice, "Master." ”

"Nurda, the last time you went to the Worm Valley, were you sure that the red clouds in the Wind Valley had become shallower?"

"Yes, master. Nurda could see very clearly that the red clouds swirling over the Valley of the Winds were much lighter. ”

"Last night, the red cloud suddenly appeared, I'm afraid it wasn't something wrong in the Valley of the Wind. I'll have to go to the door for the next two days, and tomorrow you can go to the Valley of the Wind to check it out. ”

"Okay, master. ”

"Bring two bubbles and let them wait for you by the lake, so they can come and go faster. ”

"Got it, master. ”

After breakfast, Fan Wujiang went to the grass to practice his boxing as usual, and Jin Da Fat twisted his body to the lake with a fatter body than before.

The bubbles gathered around Jin Da Fat, and gossiped for a while.

Probably, maybe, maybe, it's complaining about where it has been lately, and not playing with them. How did I get fat again. What did you eat? feed?...

The old man went out and came back at noon, purchasing a cart of supplies.

When Fan Wujiang was moving the goods, Qi Meng woke up, and as soon as he arrived in the backyard, he was like crazy, and he let out a scream and rushed towards Jin Da Fat.

Jin Dapang spat directly on her face, and then twisted her waist and fat buttocks to hide behind the bubbles, and the bubbles also stopped Qimeng very righteously.

"Oh God, where did such a big Golden Gu Heavenly Silkworm come from?"

Fan Wujiang finished unloading the goods and smiled proudly: "Didn't you curse my big fat ninety percent to die yesterday?"

"What? It's, it's your golden silkworm, isn't it a mutation, why is it still a bug?"

"I want you to take care of it. Anyway, my family is fat and alive. Big fat, come here. ”

As soon as Fan Wujiang called, the big insect obediently twisted and moved to his father's leg.

The reclusive beasts all over the mountains came to eat on time, and dozens of kilograms of haggis were wiped out in a short time. One by one, holding their bulging little bellies, they lay on the grass with their backs to the sky.

Qimeng stared at these little guys, looking like she was about to drool.

"From the first time you saw Bubbles, it was like you wanted to eat them. You say, are you the idea of hitting my bubbles and tweeting?" Fan Wujiang asked with an unkind look as he stared at Qimeng suspiciously.

Qi Meng???!!!

"You're insane, why should I eat them? Bubbles and no meat, this recluse beast looks like this, it doesn't taste good at first glance. ”

"Huh??" Fan Wujiang.

"I didn't want to eat them anyway. ”

"You can't fool me with your eyes, your expressions and movements show that you have ulterior thoughts about these cute little creatures.

You see, as soon as I say it, you are so nervous that you swallow your saliva, which is typical of the weakness of the heart after being seen through. ”

Looking at Fan Wujiang with a serious face, Qimeng felt inexplicably weak in his heart.

"I'm just trying to use the elemental power of bubbles for my own use. ”

"You're still going to absorb star Dafa?!"

Qimeng looked dazed, "What is the Star Absorbing Dafa? New Witchcraft?"

"Meaning, you can suck someone else's elemental power into yourself?"

"Don't say it so ugly, what is sucking. This is energy transfer. ”

"Energy transfer? Why am I calling it transfer?

You are the Dafa of Star Sucking, you dead lich, stay away from my bubbles, tweets, and my big fat.

If you dare to touch them, I'll let the old man kill you." ”

Qimeng was so angry that she blushed and her neck was thick, she found out yesterday that if she was fighting purely in hand-to-hand combat, she might not be able to beat this kid. And there is the more domineering old man here, she really wants to cry without tears now.

The Lich doesn't accumulate energy faster than ordinary wizards, and with the fact that she's bound by spells, it's probably going to take seven or eight years to get back to her full glory.

The demon was under the eaves and had to bow his head. Besides, Fan Wujiang can't really be killed. If he's dead, she'll be doomed by the spell.

As for Fan Wujiang, it is impossible to beat Qimeng. But she can't let this lich out and make trouble, the key is that she still has his handle in her hand.

Anyway, no one is better off than anyone else, if they contain each other and kill each other, they don't love each other.