Chapter 5: The House of Muros (II)
"Wait, that was just now?"
The handsome man's expression was slightly serious at this moment, his eyes were condensed, and his eyebrows were raised: "Father, do you feel anything? There is a special fluctuation in the child's body, just at the moment when you are about to kiss it." ”
"Zihan, do you feel it too?" the old man slowly stood up and walked back and forth in the room, stroking his slender beard.
"The old man almost forgot about this, Zihan, do you remember the legend of our family?"
"Father, do you say that the child's physique is that kind of innate physique?" The delicate man's eyes showed a look of horror, and his smiling face immediately became solemn.
"This means that the child's origin attribute can specifically restrain those fierce beasts of the Heavenly Rank bloodline. In the future, when the child grows up, he will be able to compete with the ancient true spirits, and he can fight against the heavenly creatures such as the Daming Peacock with a pure bloodline, the nine sons of the dragon, and the possibility of comprehending the supernatural powers inherited by the ancient sages, which will shock the world, cover the sky with one hand, and have the ability to block one side. ”
"Not bad. The old man nodded, the corners of his mouth slanted slightly, and chuckled: "The ancient holy body, in our family, has not appeared for hundreds of years, this kind of probability is very rare, I didn't expect my grandson to have this kind of physique, hahaha......!"
"What an unexpected!" the man sighed.
The beautiful mother, stretching out her slender index finger, touched the little baby's nose and said softly: "Whether the child has Holy Communion or not, he is our treasure, let him grow up happily." ”
"So my brother is so powerful? The little girl on the side approached her mother, and the foreheads of the mother and daughter were pressed together.
"Babble~!"
The baby in the woman's arms flashed a few times from time to time with big jewel-like eyes, babbling and always laughing, and the fine eyelashes flashed with crystal points of light, which was very innocent.
Whoop Whoop...
"My brother is so cute, his hands are so small!" the little girl shook the rattle in her hand to make her brother happy, although they met for the first time, but before the little one was born, the girl doll looked forward to seeing her brother every day.
"Babble~!" The little baby also blinked, his pure and immaculate eyes, and a pair of tender little hands with a smile on his face, wanting to hug him.
The little girl began to be coquettish, hugging her beautiful mother, and kept pulling: "Mother, mother...!Can you let me hug my brother?"
"Huh... Hmmm!" the woman didn't say anything, just smiled indifferently, but it was also so touching, she handed the baby in her arms to the little girl, and every step was cautious, for fear of bumping into it.
"Hahaha...!" the little girl's fair and delicate little round face wiped a trace of joy, gently took the baby, and from time to time tapped with her fingers, the baby's pink little mouth.
Suddenly, the little baby's mouth opened, and the girl's fingers were sunk in, only to feel that the inside was very gentle and soft, and she couldn't touch her teeth, and her little tongue was slippery.
"Babble!" After a while, the little baby began to lick her fingers, sucking hard, her eyes were bright, and she was laughing, and everyone who watched was amazed.
"Huh...?Is my brother hungry?" the little girl asked lightly, her fair little face seemed to be a little ruddy.
"It seems that it should be!" The old man was very happy, because his little grandson had the legendary Holy Sacrament, which surprised and delighted him. "Tomorrow I will go hunting in the ancient battlefield to see if I can hunt a few true spirits or alien species, my grandson, the old man will give them the best. ”
"Father...! The wilderness of the ancient battlefield is no joke. The man's face was a little solemn and replied decisively, "True spirits and xenomorphs are not things to mess with, old man, don't mess around." ”
The so-called ancient battlefield is one of the first tribulations of the Longhan Dynasty, one of the years of the disaster of the flood and famine, and the first tribulation of the five tribulations (Longhan, Chiming, Kaihuang, Shanghuang, Yankang).
The Dragon and Han Tribulations were the places where the three ancient clans of the Dragon Clan, the Feng Clan and the Qilin Clan once fought, and since then, the three clans have gathered and fallen and become a holy place under the catalysis of thousands of years.
In the ancient battlefield, there are countless treasures, elixirs are everywhere, and there are many true spiritual beasts with powerful bloodlines, which is a good place to improve cultivation, and it is also an extremely dangerous forbidden area of life, which makes people dare not set foot in it.
"Zihan, you're too worried. The old man patted the young man on the shoulder, the word confidence was written on his kind cheek, he was not afraid of his words, "Don't you believe in the strength of the old man? ”
"Daddy, what is my brother's name?" asked the little girl curiously, breaking the solemn atmosphere just now and shifting everyone's conversation to this place.
"This!" the man turned around and gathered his long sleeves without a trace of hesitation, "It's called Chen Xingyao!"
"Xingyao ......?" Xiao Yuting gently scratched the bridge of the baby's nose with her little finger, "My brother's name is so nice." ”
The corners of the man's mouth rose and fell slightly: "The dazzling star in the sky, when he grows up, he will become the most dazzling light source in this great wilderness like his name, and has the power to protect the people of Chen Guo." ”
"Yes, he will be a very well-behaved and obedient child. The beautiful woman replied firmly, and her gentle smile faded.
"Babble!" the little baby had just woken up, and fell asleep again after a while in the warm arms of his mother Xiangyu, with a bubble rising on his little nose.
"My brother can really sleep... It's so cute!"
The old man dared to stroke the tiger's whiskers, and said slightly: "When he grows up, I will teach him my newly improved old ox fork swordsmanship!"
"Father, what kind of crooked ways are you doing, what kind of swordsmanship are you doing?"
"Bah, bah!" The little girl slowly stood up, kicked the old man, and quickly replied: "The old cow fork and fork swordsmanship is a new practice created by grandpa, grandpa said that he wanted to teach it to me, but he didn't dare to learn it, for fear that he would go mad, and now he said that he would pass it on to his younger brother." ”
The old man's expression was a little shy, and he scratched his head: "How can you go mad?" This technique has been passed down by the ancient sword saint, and the results of my careful improvement cannot be underestimated." ”
"Father, why haven't I heard of the Sword Saint having this kind of technique. ”
"Woo woo woo ..." The little baby in Xuemo's arms suddenly cried, and the howl rippled in the room.
Hearing the cry of the little baby, the little girl pouted and hurriedly criticized the old man, "It must be that grandpa is talking too loudly and wakes up my younger brother." ”
"Then let's go out and talk... Don't make noise until your child sleeps. Chen Zihan also looked at it, and Xiao Yaoyao in Xuemo's arms also lowered his voice and slowly walked out of the room.
And Xue Mo was still holding the child, kissing his red little face gently, his eyes flashing with brilliant brilliance, singing nursery rhymes to coax him to sleep.