CHAPTER XLII

Yu Junhao stared at the rice paper in front of him, his brows were tightly locked, his eyes stared, and he was silent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 After a while, he gently patted the head of Wufeng in his arms, "Come on!" ”

Wufeng turned his head and raised it slightly, looking at Yu Junhao suspiciously with black grape-like eyes. Yu Junhao lowered his eyes, and he patted Wufeng's back, "Okay, let's go down." With that, he let Wufeng stand aside, and he himself stood up. He meticulously traced the folds of his clothes with his hands, smoothing them out one by one.

Yu Junhao held the brush, pressed the rice paper with his left hand, and began to write, his movements were extremely free and neat, one stroke down, looking at it like a loose horse flying into the air and leaving the dust, and like a dragon flying in the sky. After a while, Yu Junhao wrote a word full of rice paper, and when he wrote the last stroke, his strong and powerful pen turned around, subtle and restrained. After writing the last word, he scraped the brush on the inkstone, and then put the pen on the inkstone.

He glanced at Wufeng, who was looking at him blankly, he walked up to Wufeng, gently put his hand on Wufeng's little head, and touched Wufeng's head again and again. Seeing Wu Feng unconsciously squinting his eyes and rubbing his hand, Yu Junhao was very happy in his heart, although he still had an expressionless and indifferent face, his aura was quietly changing.

After turning Wufeng's well-combed hair into a chicken nest, Yu Junhao took his hand off and put it behind his back, "Don't be too coquettish." Yu Junhao said to Wufeng with a serious face. Wufeng picked his little head a little inexplicably, and looked at Yu Junhao blankly.

Looking at Wufeng's cute little bun face and those big confused eyes, Yu Junhao's heart was a little itchy again, he glanced at Wufeng, and he kept feeling in his heart, he really looked like a kitten! Well, since you want me to touch your head so much, Master satisfies you! Yu Junhao put his hand on Wufeng's head again and ravaged it, "Master said, don't be too coquettish!" You are too dependent on Master! ”

Wufeng looked at Yu Junhao's serious appearance, her eyes widened, and she was still a little puzzled, but she still nodded obediently, "Hmm." ”

Seeing that Wufeng responded, Yu Junhao nodded slightly at Wufeng with satisfaction. Yu Junhao patted Wufeng's head, turned around, and walked towards the piece of paper where he had just written the words. A few lines of poetry were written on the paper, "The willows are still in ten thousand threads, and the plum blossoms have no plan and decline." "Very full of wine as yesterday, half of the spring break rain is unknown. "Ande's poetry and books become a protection society, and there is a period of rocky ravines. "Flat boats are short-term and commonplace, and fat horses don't do it. "And" "Boating on the north and south lakes, there is no need to ask for green and secluded everywhere. "The water and mountains are green and suitable for painting, and visitors are willing to stay to appreciate it. ”

It's too difficult to choose what kind of name, Yu Junhao has only chosen a name for one safflower he has raised so far, Xiaohong. As for what name to give Wufeng, Yu Junhao had no idea when he thought about it, could it be... Can you name Xiaofeng? Yu Junhao thought about it or forgot it, he picked up the pen and wrote a few lines of poetry casually, just rely on Wufeng's own luck!

Yu Junhao slowly drew his sword and made a few gestures in the gap between the words on the paper, gently and quickly. Yu Junhao took the sword back, he lightly touched the rice paper, and the rice paper instantly turned into countless pieces, and each small piece of paper had a word on it.

"Give." Yu Junhao piled all the pieces of paper in his hand with his hand and put them in front of Wufeng. "Draw a few." Yu Junhao didn't say much, just put his hand in front of Wufeng and leaned it together.

Draw two? Wufeng gnawed her fingers, her black eyes swirling in her sockets, and she looked curiously at the push of paper in Yu Junhao's hand. Wu Feng stretched out her hand, quickly pulled out the pieces of paper, and then withdrew her hand, she turned around to see what was written on the pieces of paper. Wufeng separated the pieces of paper, only to find that there were two pieces of paper, one with "An" written on it, and the other with "Yi" written on it. Oh, those two words she knows! That's her name! Wufeng turned her head again, holding the hand of the piece of paper, and shook it proudly at Yu Junhao, her eyes smiling into crescent moons.

Yu Junhao looked at Wufeng's excited appearance, put the piece of paper in his hand on the table, and took the piece of paper from Wufeng's hand. "It's the words 'An' and 'Yi'."

Yu Junhao lowered his head and looked at Wufeng, "Are you called An Yi or Yi An?" ”

"Knock knock~" The knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Yu Junhao tapped the table lightly with his fingers, "Come in." ”

"Uncle Taishi, I'm in." Li Xiaobao, who had just finished bathing, pushed open the door with apprehension.

"Uncle Taishi. That, that, did you take the name of Wufeng? Li Xiaobao didn't dare to look at Yu Junhao, he only lowered his head and stared straight at the ground.

Yu Junhao was holding two pieces of paper, still struggling with which of the two names was better, "No." ”

Li Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief, "Then let's call it Liu Hong and Peach Green." By the way, there is also peach powder! The more Li Xiaobao spoke, the more excited he became.

Yu Junhao looked at Li Xiaobao for a few seconds with eyes without any trace of popularity. Although Li Xiaobao didn't look at Yu Junhao, his body still shivered. "It's hard, isn't it difficult?"

"There you go. Anyi. Yu Junhao listened to the messy names that Li Xiaobao said, and his heart suddenly struck, it was better to be elected directly.

"Oh, with ......" Li Xiaobao's voice suddenly lost a lot, and he was a little disappointed in his heart.

Wufeng's eyes are shining, she seems to be called An Yi again now? Her brain was a little cloudy all of a sudden, and she hadn't reacted yet.

"Then Uncle Taishi, I'll go out first......" The name he had carefully thought of didn't work, and Li Xiaobao went out with a little loss and frustration.

"Hmm." Yu Junhao replied in a low voice.

"You will be An Yi in the future, not Wufeng, do you know?" Yu Junhao touched Wufeng's head and said softly to Wufeng.

"Hmm." Wufeng's heart was not too touched, because there were two names in her memory, Wufeng and An Yi, each of which was her name.

Seeing that Wufeng was so calm, Yu Junhao touched Wufeng's head a few more times, "From now on, you will be my true disciple, a disciple of the Southern Lingyun Sword Sect." ”

"Although you are born with a sword body, you are an excellent physique for sword cultivation. But your spiritual root has all the five elements, if you want to cultivate as a Taoist, it is difficult to go to the blue sky. Yu Junhao looked at Wufeng's cute little face and sighed slightly. Since ancient times, it is rare to be perfect, Wufeng is a sword body, with infinite strength, and is quite talented in organs, and he is deficient in the spiritual root, and he will not be jealous of the heavens, which is also a good thing.