Chapter Forty-Three: The Children of the Fairy Bear
"Everybody, come and see! There's a guy here. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 The little girl with long purple hair poked the back of the young man lying on the ground with a small branch in her hand, and beckoned her friends to come over.
Soon, a group of children who looked like they were five or six years old gathered around.
"Turn him over and take a look. The purple-haired girl who was the first to notice said.
"Good. One of the stout little boys felt it directly, and with one hand he turned the adult youth over.
"Eh, this man is also bald, little Buddha, is he from your Buddhism?" someone said.
"Even the Buddha, the little monk doesn't know. However, although this benefactor is bald, he has no ring scars on his head, not to mention that he is not wearing monk's clothes, but a fairy robe. It should be a person from the Daomen!"
One of the little bald heads touched his bald head and said what he thought.
After listening to the analysis of the little Buddha, the children all looked at the boy who looked like a little Taoist
The little boy who looked like a little Taoist priest held his chin with his hand, looked thoughtful, and finally shook his little head.
"I don't know. Fresh faces"
"This man's breath is so weak. It was a little boy with dragon horns on his head and a little royal robe.
"It's just that, weaker than my little Hanhan. “
A girl in white scoffed, holding an animal that looked like a tiger in her little hand. The animal heard its owner's words, tilted its little head, and hummed.
"Who the hell is this man!"
"Wake him up and ask, and it will be clear. After the little boy in the royal robe with the dragon horn on his head finished speaking, he sneezed at the young man who was asleep.
Strange to say, after the little boy in the royal robe sneezed, the originally clear sky suddenly became overcast, and the clouds were thick and dark. It's like a heavy rainstorm in the summer.
Boom, boom, boom, this rain is not ordinary and fierce. The children have a halo of light on the outside, shielding them from the rain.
The young man was poured on his face, so decrepit is not Lin Yifan, who else.
Lin Yifan is galloping on the sea with his newly bought yacht, holding a bikini beauty in his left hand and a hot murderer in his right hand. The spring breeze is proud, high-spirited, looking at the vast sea, as if it has all the world.
The two beauties flattered themselves to their heart's content. Lin Yifan said to them heroically: "Look, this is my country!"
As soon as the words fell, the sky and the earth changed color, the rain and wind, and the sea were raging, instantly overturning Lin Yifan's newly bought yacht, and the sea swallowed them.
Then, there is no then. Lin Yifan heard the voices of some children.
"Prince Long, your rain sneeze didn't wake him up! The teacher said that water and electricity are doubled. The stout little boy suggested.
The little boy in the royal robe snorted, and the girl in white who was holding a tiger-like animal had her eyes lit up, and the Summoning God Thunderbolt seemed to be very interesting. The little hand pointed to the sky, and the "click" thunder flashed, and he was ready to summon the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder down.
"Wait, little lightning. A little boy with red hair and shorts with a belly pocket stopped, and the girl in white paused when she heard the voice.
Seeing that the little lightning stopped, the little boy in the belly pocket shorts laughed at the stout little boy.
"Little Giant Spirit, you don't have a brain! Little Lightning came down with a Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, he might have to go to Xiao Yanluo's house to report. I think I'll give him a fire therapy. ”
"Little Holy Child, you don't have a brain! Your samadhi is really hot, even we can't stand it, if he is roasted by you, he won't even have a chance to go to Xiao Yanluo's house to report. “
The sturdy little boy was very upset that the red-haired little boy in the belly pocket shorts said that he had no brains, and he was obviously smart!
"Little djinn, you want to fight?" the little boy in the belly pocket shorts stretched out his little fist and gestured at the stout little boy.
"Hmph, little calf, when have I ever been afraid of fighting, but do you dare not use your samadhi fire?" replied the stout boy.
"Okay! I won't have to beat you down without the real fire of Samadhi, don't cry and shout Ma Ma when the time comes!"
The belly pocket shorts are small-brained, the nose is spewing smoke, and the fist is waving and rushing towards the little djinn. The stout little boy has his fists shining and is ready to fight.
"Don't fight, Teacher Nine said who wants to fight here, she knows, hum you know yourself. The purple-haired little girl stopped.
Hearing the three words of Teacher Jiu, the two little hands that were beating each other stopped, and the two sides snorted coldly, and Ming Jin withdrew his troops.
"Well, the Samadhi True Fire is too domineering, so let's wake up with an ice spell!" the purple-haired little girl said after a moment's thought.
Lin Yifan struggled to open his eyes, and if he didn't wake up again, he was going to die.
Found a group of small heads surrounding him.
Which bear children are these people, who get up and either splash water or thunder and lightning, and one wants to burn himself with samadhi fire. I can't even bear a character like Brother Monkey, so how can I bear it!
"Look, he's awake. Seven Princesses, your Ice Spell really works. The little giant spirit praised humbly.
The purple-haired Seventh Princess's face was slightly red, and she hadn't used the Ice Spell yet. It's not his own credit that this person woke up, how could the little giant spirit tell nonsense in front of everyone!
Hey!Hey!Hey!Hey!You're only six years old?!It's really good to blindly pick up girls against your will! When you look at you like this, you know that you are not destined to even count as a spare tire, and at best you are a pump.
"Who are you?How did you get here?What is the purpose of coming here?" The little Taoist priest pretended to be a little boy and asked continuously.
Lin Yifan remembered that the kitten said that he would come to work in Xianyu Kindergarten in the future, and it is estimated that this is the so-called Xianyu Kindergarten, and this group of little children is estimated to be the second generation of Xianyu Kindergarten.
"Answer us quickly! Otherwise, you will look good!" Prince Xiaolong saw that this person actually dared to ignore his own second generation of immortals.
If Lin Yifan knew what Prince Xiaolong was thinking, he would definitely shout that he was wronged. 'Young master, I really didn't ignore you, I was just thinking about the problem. ’
As the little boy in the royal robe spoke, several friends cooperated to make dissatisfied expressions.
Yes, you are the ancestors, so it's better to mess with less. Lin Yifan thought about it and began to introduce himself, he never imagined that this would be the most failed time in the history of his self-introduction.
"Well, my name is Lin Yifan. It's a ......"
"Haha, Lin Yifan ....." The snorting boy in the belly pocket shorts looked like he had heard some joke.
"Is this name funny?" Lin Yifan felt that this boy with snort must be sick, and it turned out that the gods also had a nervous disorder.
"Haha..... this... The name is good....good earth.... Hahaha. Prince Xiaolong laughed.
"It's a little dirty... Hahaha....." Even the honest little djinn joined the ridicule camp.
"Hahaha......" The little girl in white laughed wildly.
The little Buddha forgot to shout the Buddha number, smiled shyly, and the little Taoist robe forced to laugh out loud, suffocating into a climax face.
Even the purple-clothed Seventh Princess covered her mouth and chuckled.
Well, laughter is contagious, and in the end, Lin Yifan smiled helplessly.
For this group of immortals, they can't beat and scold, they can't scold and scold, they can only laugh together and join their camp. Maybe they'll be a little nicer to themselves.
"Qiqi, what makes you laugh so much. A gentle female voice rang out.
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