"Nedan ...... This ......" Ming Huang looked at the white crystal clear Neidan in Xiao Ming's hand, and then heard Xiao Ming's words, the eyeballs in his eyes moved unconsciously, and then a trace of relief flashed.

"Well, okay, Xiao Ming, you go stew. Ming Huang couldn't help but nod heavily, living up to Xiao Ming's filial piety.

"Yes, okay. Xiao Ming nodded, then put away the huge corpse of the Crab King, and then entered the kitchen to help Ming Huang stew the soup.

"Xiao Ming...... The son ...... "And seeing that Xiao Ming is so late, and he is busy entering the kitchen to stew soup for himself, Ming Huang's mood is very complicated." Looking at Xiao Ming at this moment, Ming Huang even saw his daughter's figure, just like Xiao Ming at this moment was like his intimate and careful daughter.

"Want Want ......"

"Xiao Huang, do you want to eat some?"

In the kitchen, Xiao Ming took out Neidan again, and suddenly, Xiao Huang, the little tail that followed next to him, barked again.

"Want Want ......" watched Xiao Ming raise Yang Neidan, Xiao Huang couldn't help jumping, and it was needless to say that Xiao Ming could see that he wanted to eat.

"Okay, Dad's soup doesn't need so much, I'll give you this little half. Seeing Xiao Huang like this, Xiao Ming couldn't help but smile slightly, then divided half of the Neidan and gave it to Xiao Huang directly.

"Wangwangwang!"

Xiao Huang accurately caught half of the Neidan that Xiao Ming threw over, and ate it at once, and then as if he had eaten something delicious, Wangwangwang's three voices seemed to say three words delicious, and the little tail wagged as if it was about to fly.

"Hehe......" Seeing Xiao Huang like this, Xiao Ming's mood couldn't help but improve again, and then he seriously made soup for Ming Huang.

Of course, Xiao Hua naturally didn't know that Neidan soup would be useful for the treatment of Ming Huang's internal injuries, all this was still what Chen Lao said, after so many days, after Xiao Ming's silent recuperation, Ming Huang's injuries are slowly getting better, and Ming Huang's good complexion is also seen by Xiao Ming, so there is such a good thing as Crab King Neidan, Xiao Ming naturally wants to recuperate for Ming Huang again.

Similarly, when making soup, Xiao Ming didn't see it, Xiao Huang, who ate half of Neidan, began to scream around Xiao Ming for a while, and then felt the abnormality, and then Xiao Huang saw the corner of the door, there seemed to be moonlight, it slowly walked to the moonlight, and then fell asleep, and after a while, it fell asleep, and then its small body, under the illumination of the moonlight, emitted a faint light.

The Crab King Neidan itself contains spiritual power, and under the dual effect of spiritual power and moonlight, Xiao Huang's body has undergone unknown changes.

......

"Dad, after drinking, go to bed. ”

An hour later, after watching Ming Huang finish drinking the soup, Xiao Ming put away the bowl and said to Ming Huang.

"Xiao Ming, slow down......" When Xiao Ming was about to turn off the lights for Ming Huang, Ming Huang suddenly stopped Xiao Ming.

"What, Dad, is there anything else?" Xiao Ming looked at Ming Huang suspiciously.

"Xiao Ming, your cultivation has been going well recently, and the new class is not bad, right?" Ming Huang rarely cared about Xiao Ming's cultivation.

"Well, the cultivation is going well, the new class is not bad, I get along with Xiaohua and them very happily. Although Xiao Ming wondered why Ming Huang suddenly asked about his cultivation, Xiao Ming still replied honestly.

"That's good. Ming Huang listened and nodded unconsciously. "Son, I see you, you've been using a low-grade fountain pen lately, no, dad has a fountain pen here, give it to you now." Suddenly, in Ming Huang's hand, a fountain pen appeared, a pure white, and around the body of the pen, there was a lifelike fountain pen that seemed to fly out of the fiery red phoenix.

"Ah, the pen...... Dad, this is ......" Xiao Ming looked at the pen in Ming Huang's hand, and suddenly his heart jumped, and an inexplicable feeling of kindness suddenly came.

"It's ...... This is the fountain pen that your mother gave me back then......" In Ming Huang's eyes, a look of remembrance and gloom suddenly appeared, and he slowly said a message that surprised Xiao Ming.

"What, this turned out to be Mother, Mother sent, sent to Dad...... Xiao Ming's hand took the pen in Ming Huang's hand tremblingly, this was simply too unexpected, so unexpected that Xiao Ming couldn't believe that Ming Huang confided in his mother so easily.

However, as soon as he took the pen, Xiao Ming felt a hot and cordial breath coming, this breath was exactly the same as the breath coming from his Qiankun schoolbag, so that is, this pen was really given to Ming Huang by his mother.

"Yes, this fire phoenix pen was given to me by your mother, and before that, this pen has always been used by your mother. Now Dad sees that you have been using such a low-level fountain pen and can't give full play to your strength, this fire phoenix pen, Dad will give it to you. Ming Huang looked at Xiao Ming's excited look, nodded and continued.

"It's always been a mother's ......" Hearing this, Xiao Ming stroked this fire phoenix pen even more carefully, as if he wanted to feel the appearance of his mother and the breath of his mother that he had never seen before from the body of this pen.

Looking at the yearning in Xiao Ming's eyes, Ming Huang felt gloomy again.

"Then, Dad, you gave me this pen, what about you, what do you use?" Xiao Ming suddenly looked at Ming Huang again, and suddenly felt strange, why did Ming Huang suddenly give himself a fountain pen, and it was used by his mother.

"Hehe, didn't Dad say it, now your fountain pen is too low-level to give full play to your strength, and if you change to this pen now, it should be very good. Moreover, when you go to a new class, you can't use anything too shabby, otherwise you will be laughed at by your classmates, so this fire phoenix pen is the best spiritual weapon-level fountain pen that your mother asked the casting master Ou Zhizi to cast back then, and it is useless to put it here for me now, just for your son to use. ”

Ming Huang smiled slightly and said again. However, this reason is naturally not so simple.

"Is it the best spiritual weapon?" Xiao Ming couldn't help but feel this fire phoenix pen again, and indeed felt the powerful spiritual power contained in the fire phoenix pen, which was much better than the non-grade fountain pen before him.

"Well, it's the best spiritual weapon, but, Xiao Ming, now this fountain pen is just a high-grade spiritual weapon level, you take a closer look at one of the phoenix's feet on the pen, whether it is mutilated. It was hit hard in a battle, causing the circuit diagram engraved inside the phoenix to break, so it is now just a high-grade spiritual weapon-level fountain pen, and the only way to restore its grade is to go to Master Ojiko again. ”

With Ming Huang's narration, Xiao Ming turned the pen, and indeed saw that one of the phoenix's feet on the pen pen was broken and gone.

"Ah, what's this, what's the matter?" Daddy...... Xiao Ming couldn't help but be surprised immediately. I finally got a pen from my mother, but who knows if I was still injured.

"Your mother was also very sad back then, but she didn't have time to find Master Ou Yezi to repair it, so your mother ......" Ming Huang immediately explained, but suddenly said, Ming Huang realized that he was going to reveal his secret, and quickly stopped.

Xiao Ming was excited to hear about his mother, who knew that Ming Huang suddenly stopped, Xiao Ming couldn't help urging: "Dad, what's wrong, what's wrong with my mother?"

"It's okay, Xiao Ming, you have a chance, go to Master Ojiko and help your mother repair this fountain pen, if she sees it, she will definitely be very happy." Realizing that he almost confided in Xiao Ming's mother, how could Ming Huang say more, he quickly shook his head, and shifted his attention to this pen again.

"Well, Dad, I will definitely find Master Ou Yezi to repair this pen!" Xiao Ming also came back to his senses, knowing that since Ming Huang had spared the topic, he didn't want to confide in more things. So the next moment, Xiao Ming held the pen tightly and said firmly to Ming Huang.

Since this pen is his mother's pen, and Ming Huang said that Xiao Ming's mother would be happy to see this pen, which proves that Xiao Ming's mother may really be somewhere. So for himself and for his mother, Xiao Ming will do his best to repair this pen.

"Huh. Looking at the firmness in Xiao Ming's eyes, Ming Huang smiled again, then waved his hand and said, "Okay, Xiao Ming, that's it, it's late at night, you can also go and rest." ”

Ming Huang didn't want to say more about Xiao Ming's mother, so he let Xiao Ming go to rest.

"Alright then, Dad, good night. Although Xiao Ming was a little disappointed, he still put away the pen, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and then turned off the light and went out.

"Good night, son. Seeing Xiao Ming walk out of the room, Ming Huang in the darkness stood up again. Subsequently, it was determined that Xiao Ming was really far away, Ming Huang in the dark, but slowly stretched out his right hand, the next moment, when Ming Huang's palm stretched out, I saw an electric light appear, and then above Ming Huang's palm, there were some circuit symbols, resistance symbols, voltage symbols or something, ohm symbols or something, it was very mysterious.

"Fifth grade, what is my son feeding me, I have eaten some porridge in the past few days, why are the meridians in my body slowly getting better, and now I have returned to the fifth grade. The next moment, the light dimmed, Ming Huang put down his hand again, and then Ming Huang returned to bed again with a self-muttering voice.

Listening to Ming Huang's words, Ming Huang's internal injuries have really been carefully conditioned by Xiao Ming, and now they have recovered to the realm of the fifth grade. If Xiao Ming knew at this moment, he would definitely be greatly encouraged.

"Fifth grade, if you eat it like this, I'm afraid that if the meridians are a little better, you will be able to recover to the sixth grade. Ah Lian, sixth grade, with my son's help, I can barely go to you. It seems that the soup of the crab Neidan that he just drank has worked again, Ming Huang feels warm in his body again, a faint force, and is repairing the messy meridians in his body, feeling such a state, Ming Huang can't help but clench his fists, and his eyes in the darkness show a trace of firmness.

Although I know that Xiao Ming's conditioning and treatment have taken care of myself, since Xiao Ming doesn't say it, Ming Huang won't say much, everyone always has their own secrets, this is everyone's right. Minghuang naturally respects Xiao Ming's choice.

However, with the recovery of his cultivation, Ming Huang has secretly made up his mind to recover to a certain extent, so he will go to Xiao Ming's mother, so Ming Huang just now will give Xiao Ming's mother's fountain pen, because he has already made up his mind that he is going to find a time to go out.

Xiao Ming's independence is enough to reassure Ming Huang, and it is time for him to find Xiao Ming's mother again, so that Xiao Ming is no longer a poor baby.