Han Fenggang wants to take back the naming rights of the treasure knife, but where can he still have time?

Sure enough, there was a murmur in my ears as if Director Zhao hadn't woken up yet:

"Fun Sword...... Crayon Xiaoxin is very fun, not as good as ......"

The crazy brother was shocked, and was about to cover the cherry red mouth, but the sky did not obey people's wishes, and the last few words finally came irresistibly from Zhao Feifei's mouth:

“…… Let's call it a 'crayon knife'! ”

Crayon knives? A knife to sharpen crayons?

If the treasure knife knew that he would sharpen the pen in the future, would he play dead?

The crazy brother was speechless, so he had to roll his eyes, turned around and pulled Tang Yue'er over, touching the knife hand by hand, and laughing in his ear:

"Wife, this knife is quite spiritual, and the relationship with us is ...... It's about the same as Xiaojin. Is it a powerful name for it? ”

It's better not to let Zhao Feifei handle such a difficult thing as choosing a name - although she likes to name others!

Tang Yue'er leaned on Han Feng's arms, her fingertips swept over the scabbard gem, groaned slightly, and said slowly:

"A short knife, it's actually the same as Xiao Jin? Not...... Why don't you just call it 'Korean Golden Knife'? ”

The crazy brother couldn't cry or laugh, shook his head again and again, and said:

"I don't want a sword like my own son, and I'm going to eat kimchi in the future!"

Tang Yue'er smiled softly, turned her face to kiss him on the mouth, and laughed in a low voice:

"Teasing you! You are the master of the Heavenly Gate, how about I call it the 'Heavenly Gate Divine Sword'? ”

Hearing this, Han Feng reached out and pinched his chin, and muttered:

"This knife only belongs to our Han family, and it has nothing to do with Tianmen for the time being...... There is a primordial spirit in the knife again...... It's better to "There was a gleam in his eyes, as if he had thought of something, and he immediately laughed out loud:

"Why don't you just call it the 'Celestial Treasure Sword'?"

Tang Yue'er saw that Han Feng was radiant and lofty, not only was she extremely in love in her heart, she casually threw away the short knife, turned around and leaned on his chest with a confused look, and muttered:

"Whatever you want......"

The crazy brother felt the feelings of the beautiful woman, looked at the stupid Zhao Feifei again, pulled it into his arms, and laughed loudly:

"Our little gold has a big name and a small name, it's not as good as the nickname of this 'Heavenly God Treasure Knife', so according to Feifei's words, it's called 'Little Knife'!"

After speaking, he kissed the two women on their faces, and the smug look was overflowing:

"Now my husband will let you see what the effect of our 'Heavenly God Treasure Knife' is!"

Zhao Feifei was still thinking about the golden palace in the future, when he was woken up by him, and he was stunned when he heard this:

"What effect? Isn't it worth the money? ”

Seeing that she was stupid and cute, Han Feng lowered his head and took a heavy sip on her pink lips, and said with a malicious smile:

"Then you know Little Gold...... How much can it be worth? ”

Zhao Feifei shook his head - that's our son, although he is not biological, he can't be measured by money!

The crazy brother deliberately made things difficult, frowned and said:

"You're shaking your head? Does it mean that our little golden dragon is worthless? Well, when Jin comes back, I will definitely sue him...... So look, how much is this knife worth? ”

As soon as his mind moved, the freshly baked "Heavenly God Treasure Knife" had suddenly come to the front. Han Feng smiled lightly:

"Little one, from now on, you have a name too!"

The knife stood up in front of Han Feng, the handle was on top, and only two bright rubies stared at Han Feng. The red light flashed slightly, both curious and expectant.

"The official name is 'Heavenly God Sword'." Han Feng didn't care if this little guy who was just starting out in his wisdom could understand it, and continued to himself:

"There's another name, which is also your nickname, it's called 'Little Knife'! Satisfied? Happy? Ariki has the urge to party? ”

The red light on the handle of the "Heavenly God Treasure Knife" was so bright that it actually flew in front of Han Feng - in general, it was still spinning in circles......

The crazy brother sensed its joy, his heart moved, and he hurriedly continued:

"The nickname 'Knife' is only useful for our people, so we must remember it. Otherwise, if someone screams randomly, you will run over with a fart, what will it look like? Do you want to be disciplined? ”

The knife was over the hilt, and a pair of ruby eyes looked straight at Han Feng, hesitation and incomprehension, even Zhao Feifei and Tang Yue'er, who were watching the play quietly, could clearly feel it.

"Huh? Sister Yue'er, this 'crayon knife' seems to be able to really understand people's words! ”

Zhao Feifei's eyes widened, and he tilted his head to carefully look at the so-called "crayon knife". Unexpectedly, the knife felt the breath of Han Feng on the two women, and actually turned the handle of the knife sideways, carefully experiencing the feeling of "family".

One person and one knife, looking at each other for a long time, Zhao Feifei smiled stupidly, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the ruby:

"Crayon knife, be obedient in the future!"

The knife shook the handle, as if he was swinging his head, but Zhao Feifei seemed to hear a clear "don't".

The little girl was simple-minded, and said with a smile:

"From now on, I'll call you Crayon Knife! Hum! Do you dare to be disobedient? ”

The knife trembled, and instantly hid back on Han Feng's shoulder, leaving only a knife handle, and looked at Zhao Feifei with a probe, obviously dissatisfied with the nickname of this "crayon knife" and Zhao Feifei's ferocity, but he was helpless.

Tang Yue'er looked interesting, spread out her palms and smiled:

"Knife and knife obediently, come to me......"

Maybe it was Sister Yue'er's soft voice, or maybe she felt the thick air of pity, the knife slightly deflected the handle, and the ruby eyes flashed slightly, and she was already standing on her white palm in an instant.

Tang Yue'er stretched out her hand to stroke the pair of gems, and suddenly attracted bursts of red light, the knife was actually very cooperative, and she didn't flee at all when she met Zhao Feifei, and suddenly made a certain woman very angry, and raised her hand to hold the knife in her hand!

"Why don't you listen to me? Yes? Why run? Yes? Why can't you call you a crayon knife? Yes? Why ......"

Zhao Feifei said a word, and stretched out his slender jade finger to poke the gem. At first, the knife could occasionally glow a little red, but later it completely lost its luster—it was so abused by Zhao Feifei that it lost its reaction!

Seeing this, Han Feng hurriedly snatched the knife and whispered in Zhao Feifei's ear:

"The intelligence of a knife is no more than a one-year-old baby...... You're too fierce......"

Zhao Feifei's heart tightened when he heard this, and he hurriedly stroked the handle of the knife extremely gently, as if he was comforting a real child. With a focused expression and full of love, the knife finally glowed with a little red light, and the handle gently rubbed against Zhao Feifei's palm, which was extremely soft.

"The knife is so cute!"

Zhao Feifei stroked the handle of the knife with a smile on his face, raised his eyes and said to Han Feng:

"Don't bully it in the future!"

The crazy brother rolled his eyes and said coldly:

"It's cute, and it's just in front of us!"

After speaking, he glanced at the little girl evilly, and suddenly smiled:

"Do you want to see the power of this 'Heavenly God Treasure Sword'?"

…………

"Knife is going to be undressed!"

Zhao Feifei shouted excitedly. attracted a burst of disdain from the crazy brother:

"With the ability of our knife, it still needs to be taken out of the sheath?"

"Knife, puncture!"

With the cheers, Han Feng's heart also moved, and he saw that the supple and obedient knife in his hand before had disappeared with only a slight flash of purple light.

In the blink of an eye, he has returned to Han Feng again!

At the same time, there is also a fountain on the top of the cave, which rushes down like a waterfall.

"Well, I forgot, above the top of this tomb, there is a deep pool......"

The crazy brother pulled the two girls to the side, and sent the pool of water back to the pool with boundless spiritual power, and then pointed to the hole the size of a dustpan on the top of the tomb and smiled:

"It's just a knife to play with! If you get to the ground, it will open your eyes! ”

Looking up from below, the pool water was pitch black and slightly rippling, but with the support of Han Feng's spiritual power, it did not leak down a bit. It's just that although the hole that has just been opened is more than ten meters thick, it is always smooth and smooth, as if it has been carefully polished.

And this is still the power of a knife with a scabbard!

Zhao Feifei put his hand on the handle of the knife, and his mouth continued to praise:

"That's amazing! Sure enough, it's our wax...... Uh, the Celestial Sword! ”

The knife was overjoyed to receive this verbal praise, and actually rose up in the air, spun around in this peerless underground, and just slowly returned to the three of them, but touched it one by one with the handle of the knife, just like the candidate with excellent grades showing off to his parents!

Tang Yue'er reached out and grabbed the scabbard, and said with a smile:

"The knife is really powerful......

The ruby on the hilt of the knife suddenly brightened, and it seems that this sycophant is really everywhere! However, Sister Yue'er's next sentence suddenly made the crazy brother laugh and lose his big teeth......

"In the future, the matter of peeling the fruit will be left to you!"

That knife has just had wisdom, and it was new to the world, how do you know the sinister nature of people's hearts? I just feel that this extremely cordial primordial spirit aura has something to do, so I naturally won't refuse.

With bursts of red light lit up like a burst of joy, all the fruit plates in Han Feng's house fell on the sad knife......

Zhao Feifei saw that the knife was so pure and honest, and it was very well-behaved, so he couldn't help but have evil thoughts, held the handle of the scabbard tightly, and said with the most sincere expression and the gentlest tone:

"Knife knife...... From now on, you're just with me, okay? I promise you to eat and drink spicy food and make countless ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the knife flashed with purple light, and it disappeared in an instant! Only Zhao Feifei, who was at a loss, was left confused alone.

Isn't it good to eat and drink spicy? Make hay...... Isn't it good?

Such a good thing, but still running?

A stupid knife!

…………

With the sword in hand, I have it in the world!

Looking at the collapsed mountain peaks, looking at the knife that swirled repeatedly between the peaks, and looking at the demented woman behind him who was captured by the "demon monk" from afar, Han Feng took the hands of the two wives and turned around and left hurriedly:

"Naturally, those women will have the relevant departments come to deal with it, and the knife itself will follow...... It's better for our 'Han family cottage' to run away quickly - maybe Temujin will follow behind to collect debts......"