Zhan Wuming was startled, and rushed over quickly, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his soul was almost frightened.

There was a palm-sized hairy monkey tied to the tree, and it was strangled a few times so that it could not speak at all.

Zhan Wuming split the vines with his palms, grabbed Mao Mao in his hand and lifted it up, shook it incessantly, and roared: "Where is Xiao Ming? Where did Xiao Ming go? ”

Mao Mao said weakly: "Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming said that he wanted to play a bundle game with me... Tie me up and run away. He said he was going to catch the monkeys over there! ”

"Aren't you just a monkey, what else is he going to catch?" Zhan Wuming was very angry.

Mao Mao said sluggishly: "But Xiao Ming dislikes me, saying that I am not fun, and I want to catch a female monkey to play." ”

Zhan Wuming pinned Mao Mao to his belt and followed its guidance to the former site of Chaotian Sect.

Seeing that his mind moved, he immediately followed silently.

As Zhan Wuming walked, he shouted Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming, and Mao Mao reminded him in a small voice, "King, the more you scream, the faster he runs." If you keep shouting, he'll be hiding again. ”

The little devil born by the female devil is just over a year old, and he is very good at tossing people.

Zhan Wuming was also tossed by him enough, so he took him out to find his mother, thinking that more than one person would take care of him, otherwise he would be lawless in the long run.

Zhan Wuming looked around, but he didn't find anyone, so he panicked again.

Seeing that he seemed to be going crazy, he hurriedly called dozens of disciples from the Immortal Sect to help find him.

Zhan Wuming glanced at him and arched his hand: "Thank you!" ”

Seeing noncommittal, it is better to be civilized and find someone than to be dug up three feet into the ground by this person.

But these dozens of people turned Chaotian Sect upside down, and they didn't find this one-year-old baby. Instead, he found that the wine in the wine urn in the Demon Sky Ridge had been completely drunk.

Ying Long drank more than half of it yesterday, and there were still 20% of the wine urn left, and there were about 100 catties of wine.

He pondered for a long time before he made the discovery.

Zhan Wuming's face instantly turned purple, and the ink was red, which was different.

"My baby... He doesn't know anything else..., one is mischievous, and the other is, hehe, he loves to drink! He must have drunk it, and he went mad with wine wherever he went.

Why don't you let me go into the Immortal Gate and look for it?

This baby is a little drunk and crazy, and the destructive power is a bit big! ”

Clearly looking at Zhan Wuming, his heart suddenly became vigilant.

Is this a roundabout way to go into the mountains to explore something? What else do you say that babies love to drink...

A baby who is more than a year old, can he drink more than 100 catties of wine?

He's also drunk and horrible...

Who believes!

"You wait here, I will ask the disciples to check all over the Changsheng Sect, and if you find any trace of the little milk baby, I will bring him out to you." If you haven't found it yet, take a look elsewhere! ”

Ming Jian quickly returned to the Changshengmen with all the disciples, and ordered the people on duty in the nine palaces, ten halls, and twelve courts to check them, and pointed out dozens of people to look for them in the mountains and wilderness of the Changshengmen.

Zhan Wuming speculated that the little milk baby was drunk, and he shouldn't be able to run far, and the drunken little milk baby's combat power was also amazing, ordinary people couldn't bear it, there should be no danger, so he let go, and honestly sat outside the mountain gate of the Changsheng Gate and looked in.

Mo Lian lay on the top of the archway of Changshengmen, and her feet were numb.

In his heart, he scolded Zhan Wu half to death, what are you doing guarding the mountain gate for no reason?

Be a door god, be a pug?

She didn't dare to move, each of them had half of the power of chaos, and if they got too close, they would sense it. And this archway is just the critical point.

This is also the reason why she tried her best to stop it, afraid that Zhan Ignorance would suddenly run into the Immortal Gate.

As long as he is within a certain distance, it will be difficult to deceive him again.

"This thing is still concentrating on cultivation, and it looks even more difficult than before. Really, he has grown up too fast, he was a stupid fork some time ago, and now he can hold up Mingyuesheng!

Hey, I miss that time when he was tortured. ”

Seeing that he had searched all over the Immortal Gate, he went directly to the outside of the mountain gate to fight against the ignorant words.

Only then did Mo Lian know that the little milk baby was gone, and she was angry, and she almost flew out to fight ignorance. I can't look at a baby, why don't I drown myself in urine?!

Mo Lian turned around and retreated like a slippery fish while Zhan Wuzhi's mind was shaking.

Zhan Wuming felt the fluctuations and peeping in the air, and he only thought that he was the disciple in charge of guarding in the Immortal Sect, and he didn't care much, he looked down at Mao Mao, and one person and one monkey turned around and left.

At this time, Su Qianruo was woken up by the sound of gurgling water.

When she opened her eyes, a pink little face was suspended above her, and she was startled at first, but later found out that it was a little milk baby who didn't know how to fix himself on the top of the couch, and he peed down while he was drunk.

Is it a human or a ghost?

Is it a monster or a monster?

Su Qianruo stretched out his finger and poked his face gently, the flesh was bouncing, and it felt very good.

Is it human?

Looking at the bed that was wet with urine, Su Qianruo had to pull him off and put it on the other end of the clean one, and then approached the cage cabinet and rummaged through clean clothes to change.

The sound of Suosuo's undressing was particularly clear in the silence of the space.

The little baby rolled over, and her eyes were open with a thin slit.

Su Qianruo looked at it from the dressing mirror, and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. A cute baby who is more than a year old, you can watch it, you have to look at it secretly, and drool in a bed.

Su Qianruo turned to the back of the curtain and cleaned up before coming out, and the little cute baby sighed involuntarily.

His eyes were large and round, and his snow-white face was covered with two blush as if it were coated with rouge.

The room was filled with the smell of wine, and Su Qianruo sniffed it carefully, only to find that the source came from this little milk baby.

"You've been drinking?"

Zhan Xiaoming saw that he was found pretending to be asleep, so he didn't pretend, and stood up staggeringly, his head still shaking left and right, and he seemed to be very dizzy.

"Yes, wine, it's delicious."

Su Qianruo stretched out his hand to hug him down, put him on the chair and sat firmly, and then ripped off the quilt that was wet with urine on the bed and replaced it with a clean one, and then carried him back and put him away gently.

"If you're dizzy, lie down and sleep for a while."

Zhan Xiaoming rolled inward for a while, then stretched out his white and tender lotus-like hand, patted most of the empty bed, and said with pink lips: "Sleep, together." ”

Su Qianruo shook her head, "I don't want to sleep anymore as soon as I wake up, you can sleep by yourself." ”

Zhan Xiaoming turned his head, his eyes were watery, his mouth was flattened, and he seemed to be about to cry.

"Mother, I suspect the baby..." )