Kunpeng took on a human form.

On the earth where the magma flowed, a graceful man suddenly appeared.

He stood quietly, like towering mountains and rivers, like gurgling water, like the ancient sun and moon, like hanging high stars, singing silently over the years, covering him with a faint brilliance, making him look at a kind of indescribable charm, from the handsome face to the dark green robe, it seems to be one with heaven and earth.

Yu Ge was in a trance for a while, only to find that Su Wu and Shao Yu were indeed somewhat similar in appearance, but one was more inclined to the handsome of a heroic man, and the other was more inclined to the beauty of androgynous.

Will grilled fish be like that in the future?

"Chirp!"

Yu Ge came back to his senses: "............"

He found that at some point Sogo had come up to him and picked up the birdie.

Wait, why is there no impression at all?!

With the bird handed out, it can be said that the other party is too strong and is the father of the roasted fish, so it's nothing to let him hold it; But how can this be remedied by watching his father-in-law in a daze? If there was an impression of this thing, it wouldn't have fallen to the bottom by now, would it?

Yu Ge's mood was miserable.

He thought of the girls in the distance, and in recent times, he rarely listened to Xiaobi's voice.

{Ahhhh I can't close my legs when I'm handsome! }

{Lick Lick Lick!} }

{The author doesn't want to be worthy of cp.,Let the male god bloom alone=3=}

{Privately think that father and son are also excellent.}

1L: QAQ that will be picked up by river crab claws}

{That colored panther can't be the CP of Kunpeng Papa, right?} Don't, just let him live with Pippi, look at my sincere eyes (⊙v⊙)

1L:2333 colored panther what the hell}

{The male god is mine, don't accept the battle!}

1L: On the night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City, fight it out!

2l: Why not four sentences →_→

3l: Fight to the death! Melon seed bench comes with it! }

{Self-righteous attack by 23333, what father-in-law quickly called father-in-law!}

1l：1

2l：10086

3L: National People's Identity Card Number}

……

It didn't help at all.

It's all about expressing praise and admiration for Kunpeng, and it seems that they admire him very much, but Yu Ge thinks that when they really get to Kunpeng, it will be good if they don't have weak legs. Even if Su Wu did not deliberately target it, a great demon like him who has gone through hundreds of millions of years and has good strength has a momentum similar to "Dao" on his body, and a human monk in the Jindan stage like himself still can't get rid of this influence and coercion, and he loses first.

When I was in the peacock's nest, I had this feeling, maybe it was close, and now this feeling is even more distinct.

Kunpeng looked at the bird with soft eyes, and said as he examined, "My son has suffered. ”

A certain roasted fish that was lifted and turned in a circle: "............"

He counted the past time in his heart, and his heart turned into a human form.

It's a five-year-old dumpling.

Well, two years longer→_→

Tuanzi opened his short hand and made a hug motion, and his soft face was serious: "I'm fine." ”

Suwu's heart is about to melt.

Kunpeng picked up the cub, rubbed his smooth and tender face, smiled dotingly, and listened to him talk about what happened when they parted, and enjoyed themselves.

Yu Song, who was ignored throughout the whole process: "............"

"Oh, Dragonhorn?"

Kunpeng was a little surprised.

The years he has experienced are too long, and he has seen too much, the secret enchantment in the eyes of others is transparent to him as if it is a void, and the secret things in the eyes of others can be seen at a glance, so he already knows that the silver ring worn by Yu Ge inhabits the soul of a young dragon that has lost its body, and he has long understood the hazy and clear bond and feelings between Yu Ge and Su Yu.

The most direct reason for not approving this relationship is that the two parties do not have an equal amount of time.

Thousands of years later, 10,000 years later, Su Yu is still young, what about Yu Ge?

Time is not as gentle as imagined, but will polish a person into an appearance that he himself cannot recognize.

But he seems to have underestimated the charm of this human being.

The young dragon who found the physical body has returned to the familiar Dragon Palace, why not reshape his body? Even if you choose to sleep because your fellow people are not there, why do you want to give away your horns and blood?

Yu Ge has taken out the dragon horns.

The white horns are hard and beautiful, as if there is a faint light flowing on them, even the most flawless jade, it is not as good as just in case.

"How do you forge a sword?"

The golden crow flies out and surrounds the side, which is the true fire of the sun; The Guanghan mirror also flew out of Shao Yu's body, and a pool of water in the mirror was bitterly cold, which was Taiyin real water.

At this moment, Yu Ge looks handsome and extraordinary, and he has a bit of a soaring momentum.

Shao Yu's eyes lit up.

Kunpeng regretted it.

He should have flapped his wings to fly this kid!

Casting a sword is a very fine knowledge, Yu Ge used such a precious material for the first time, and what he wanted to cast was a natal flying sword, so naturally he couldn't afford to miss it, he took a few jade slips about sword casting, and also melted several hot pot soup pots and woks with Shao Yu's consent to try his hand.

Burning the material into the shape of a sword, the temperature control of the sun's true fire is a big problem, Shao Yu watched the innocent kitchen utensils full of infinite possibilities in the future sacrifice one after another, turned into gas and disappeared into the air, his heart ached.

Let's stop reading it and concentrate on drawing.

Yes, the little peach that has been dusty for many days has seen the light again!

Model Kunpeng, painter Shao Yu.

On the fan, the pink peach is gorgeous, swaying gently as if there is an indescribable shyness, and the boy under the tree nervously holds the red puffy face, excited and incredulous: "Really, really want to draw the king of Kunpeng?" ”

The corners of Shao Yu's mouth twitched.

What do you have to be shy about?

Also, what the hell is the king? It sounds like the villain in Journey to the West. ← apparently forgot that the goldfinch was also called the king by a group of robbers.

"Daddy, the right wing is slightly raised, this posture is more handsome, hmm, put it down a little more?"

Shao Yu simply stepped forward and helped the model adjust his posture with his wings in his hands, his body was small and his strength did not change, but he still almost fell when he tried to pick up Kunpeng's wings.

Zhuangzi wrote in "Wandering Away": There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.

From this, you can feel the weight of the Kunpeng.

Shao, five years old, Yu is a little square.

Could it be that IQ has dropped along with age?

Kun, large doll, and Peng are a little square.

The cub didn't fall, did it? What should I do if I don't dare to hug it in the future?

The big bird spread his wings and hugged Shao Xiaoyu and patted it, and said, "Daddy is ready, you try again." ”

This time, it's so light that it's completely weightless.

Shao Yu's heart is warm, and he gives full play to his artistic cells (...... Adjusted the posture of Kunpeng to prepare for takeoff, sat at a suitable distance and drew it.

The bottom of the abyss is exceptionally harmonious.

On one side is Yu Ge, who is meditating on the sword, and on the other hand, Shao Yu, who is working hard to paint, the two do not communicate with each other, but there is a wordless tacit understanding flowing, and this barren land seems to be full of pulse warmth.

Bonds are such things that can't be seen or touched, but they do exist.

The true fire of the sun finally licked the horns of the young dragon.

Su Wu and Shao Yu invariably stopped what they were doing and looked to the other side.

The light ignited by the fire of the Supreme Yang reflected Yu Ge's serious face, and his cautious attitude rendered him the unique brilliance of the upper layer, and the white dragon horns slowly changed shape in the flames, first filtering out the impurities that were not suitable for the sword embryo, becoming a water balloon-like circle, and then slowly stretching, gradually being able to see the appearance of the sword.

Very small sword.

Or rather, sword embryos.

According to Jiao Lan's inference, this sword embryo needs to be collected in the dantian, and it will be warmed day and night, and when the master achieves the primordial infant, he will spend his life flying the sword.

Kunpeng certification is possible.

The process of burning is long and monotonous, and the refiner must concentrate his full attention, and if he is not careful, he will have to start all over again, or even have a chance to start all over again.

Beads of sweat seeped out, and they were immediately evaporated, Yu Ge's eyes stared at the dragon horn without blinking, and finally let out a long breath, carefully dipping the small sword embryo into the Taiyin True Water.

This is just one step.

In sword forging, there are countless such steps.

But the strangest and most difficult step has already been taken.

I don't know how many days and months later, Shao Xiaoyu has already painted Kunpeng's take-off posture, take-off posture, sleeping posture, drinking posture, diving posture, etc., and the progress is so fast that even Xiao Tao can draw the most ordinary standing posture, and the sword embryo is finally refined.

The whole body is bright white, beautiful and square, the hilt of the sword is in the shape of a feather, and the sword body is engraved with words.

In all fairness, this is more of a sculpture than a sword of sword cultivation.

But the sharpness it exudes is beyond the reach of sculpture.

Yu Ge exhaled a long breath and put the sword embryo into his body, he looked at the water after the glacier melted, and his eyes seemed to look through the water to the crystal palace hidden beneath it.

Ryugu.

"Chirp!"

Yu Ge had a small bird on his head, followed by a big bird, and once again came to the place where the little white dragon was.

Kunpeng looked at the young dragon with missing horns and the complicated formation under the dragon, and his eyes crossed with a look of light.

Shirahoshi is not here.

No matter how Yu Ge called, the little princess of the dragon clan did not show up.

Kunpeng said: "That little girl is asleep. ”

"Sleeping?"

"The dragon clan's bloodline transformation array is so complex and precious, it's not so easy to draw."

Yu Ge was silent.

What he didn't ask, and didn't dare to ask, was, did the white star completely dissipate? The soul is a fragile thing.

Sleeping maiden.

Perhaps one day, there will be another reckless teenager who will awaken this pure and beautiful soul and become the person she really needs to hold on to her for the rest of her life.

That's another story.

The bird overhead flew to his shoulder, rubbing his cheek comfortingly.

Yu Ge rubbed back.

He took out the sword embryo and stared at the words on the sword: "This sword is called White Star." He smiled slightly, the corners of his lips curled softly: "You won't let me use it, right?" ”

The boy stood in the center of the formation, took a deep breath, and the sword embryo of the same origin flew out, slashing the neck of the young dragon.

Warm blood poured out and poured all over him.

Maybe the soul is still there, or maybe Shirahoshi has done something, the blood is so warm, like the little white dragon just died yesterday.

The bright red blood blurred his vision, and Yu Ge lost consciousness when he saw the formation glowing red.

The circle stops.

In the center, a large white egg lies quietly.

Big white eggs.

White eggs.

Egg.

Shao Yu: "............!!! ”