I don't know why Xiao Wu is quite unhappy to see this Bibi Dong, as for why?

She didn't know either.

Anyway, it's not good to see her.

Seeing that she wanted to be the eldest sister, she wanted to mend the sword, and a woman who was less than a hundred years old actually wanted to be their 100,000-year-old shape-shifting soul beast sister.

Why?

By her age?

If that's the case?

Then this is simply a joke, they can be her ancestors than their age.

And more than enough.

"Hehe......"

Bibi Dong sneered: "What's the use of being old? Having a divine beast is the ability. ”

"Can you afford it?"

"Isn't it age? What does this mean? It only shows that you are old. ”

"I don't even have the ability to be a divine beast anymore."

"What do you have besides that you have a good figure and face all over your body?"

"You're good for nothing."

"You ......"

When Xiao Wu heard Bibi Dong's words, he wanted to refute something, but after thinking about it, he always felt that there was something wrong with this.

While belittling her, it seems to be praising her.

This made her not even know how to fight back.

Xiao Wu hesitated for a moment and said, "What you said is good, I just have a good figure and look beautiful." ”

"And I'm so cute and invincible, otherwise why do you think "Chihiro" would take a fancy to me. ”

"Is it because I will give birth to a divine beast?"

"No ......"

"Not at all, it's because I'm so cute."

……

A battle between the queen and the silly white sweet Lori has begun, and it is not unreasonable for the two women to play a scene.

An Bufan took the curious little Lingxue from Bibi Dong's arms, let the latter hold Xiao Lingxue with one hand, and help Ah Yin with the other hand to leave this place of right and wrong.

The rivalry between the queen's royal sister and the silly white sweet Lori can't end for a while, and they can only temporarily avoid the edge.

An Bufan understands that the days ahead will be very lively.

……

Two months later.

Ah Yin was born, he was a boy, and as Ah Yin said, he was named Qiansan.

An Bufan is also worthy of the name of being a dad.

His wish can be regarded as a dream come true.

has a son and a daughter, and his life is quite complete, if he only has this life.

Now even if An Bufan is allowed to die, An Bufan is also the reason.

Two great wishes in life.

Hug left and right.

There are sons and daughters.

Both of these are reached, and it is already very happy to have this fulfillment in life.

Just a month after Ah Yin gave birth to Qiansan, the Martial Spirit Hall Pope's wedding, which was what the Douluo Continent was looking forward to, also began.

At first, they thought that there was only one Bibi Dong for the wedding, but later they realized that they were wrong.

Couldn't be more wrong.

The object of the big wedding is Bibi Dong, but Bibi Dong is not alone. There are two more people.

No...... To be precise, there are also two transformed soul beasts, which makes people have to sigh that the taste of this Martial Spirit Hall Pope Qianxun is really heavy.

Leave nothing behind.

Night.

The Martial Spirit Hall is very lively, and the famous forces on the Douluo Continent have all come one after another.

The entire Martial Spirit Hall was covered in red.

Red.

The sky is full of red.

The entire Martial Spirit Palace, no...... Even the entire Wuhun City is red.

As far as the eye can see, there is no color other than red.

The whole is a sea of red.

Wuhun Hall and Wuhun City are filled with laughter, even if it is night now, such laughter is still not dispersed.

in a room.

Compared to the noise outside, this room is extraordinarily quiet.

Let's talk about it here.

It is best to be quiet in this room.

There was a large bed in the room, which was large enough for five or six people.

At this time, there were three women dressed in red sitting on the bed, all of whom were under the red headscarves, and they couldn't see their faces at all.

However, their figures can be peeked at one or two, and they are concave and convex.

Then, according to the regulations, An Bufan unveiled their red bandchiefs in turn, revealing the faces that were enough to bring disaster to the country and the people outside.

……

Following.

The sun shines in the sky.

The four of them got up leisurely, the bed had taken on a weight it shouldn't have had last night.

But, fortunately, it hasn't collapsed yet.

This is worth encouraging, the quality is good, and people can't help but praise it.

Today's An Bufan and the four of them are still very busy, and it is impossible to lie in bed.

……

Time flies.

A year later.

In a year's time, Ling Xue and Qiansan are still small divine beasts that are not worthy of the name, and it is a good stage for slipping divine beasts.

Mythical beasts.

Naturally, you should play more when you are young.

Otherwise, it won't be fun at all when you get older in the future.

An Bufan had already passed the pope's throne to Bibi Dong as scheduled. I'm relaxed.,Usually play with little beasts during the day.。

It's evening!

Naturally, it's a game of "great beasts".

A small day, living a chic life.

Whereas...... About Qiansan, this is the existence of the protagonist in An Bufan's eyes.

An Bufan has always paid special attention to him, and found that he didn't have any "amazing deeds", he was still the same as an ordinary little divine beast.

I don't see any difference at all.

For this reason, An Bufan also deliberately looked for the system and asked if the soul of his son Qiansan was the soul of the legendary protagonist Tang San.

The system's answer to An Bufan was: "Yes or no, what does it matter?" It's your son anyway, isn't it? Why do you care so much? ”

"It's good that your wife is yours, do you still want your son to be yours? Where is the best of both worlds? ”

"How can you have both?"

……

In terms of the system, it makes sense to make An Bufan, but he always feels that something is weird.

I always feel like there is a green grassland above my head, and there is a wolf and a sheep on the grassland.

What does it mean not to blame the system?

An Bufan has never given up observing Qiansan, whether this is his son's son.

But it didn't work.

How he observed, Qiansan's performance was the same as that of an ordinary little divine beast.

Let's put it this way!

Perfect.

If this is a play, then Chizo plays it perfectly.

If, this is not a play, if not, then An Bufan can rest assured.

Otherwise.

He always felt like there was something above his head.

It's like a hat.

Moreover, the color of the hat is still very green.

It's obviously his own son, but in the end it's not, this feeling is indescribable.

Can only be experienced.

Looking at Ling Xue and Qiansan who were playing not far away, An Bufan murmured in his heart: "Hey......"

"Maybe I can only wait for Qiansan to know if he is my son when he is older."