This dumb hair...... What exactly is the origin?

In the screening hall, Qin Zong had no intention of watching the movie, and he was shocked by the stupid hair on the top of the white pigeon's head.

Could it be that this is the legend, a single hair can cut the sun, moon and stars?!

Qin Zong was shocked.

At this time, the white pigeon was still concentrating on eating popcorn and watching movies, and was not affected in the slightest by the stupid thing.

Judging from the reaction of the white pigeon, perhaps even the white pigeon himself does not know how strong his stupid hair is.

Could it be that this stupid hair has its own intelligence?

Qin Zong didn't understand it a little.

However, the study of this dull hair is not in a hurry for now.

Now that the white pigeon has moved into the apartment, he has time to study this stupid hair, and the future will be long! There's always a chance!

Anyway......

Dream Demon He walked very uneasily......

When he died, Qin Zong received another 50,000 points of jealousy as a reward.

It was also the first time that the deposit officially exceeded the value of 150,000.

Qin Zong's bounty is afraid that it will rise again, but the Dream Demon is one of the top ten masters of the Demon Dao, and his reputation is far better than the previous thunder.

Such a demon master died in his own hands, no one should have the courage to make another move in the short term, right?

All the demons and demons who have intentions for themselves, whether they have listened to the rumor that "eating koi meat can lead to immortality", or for the 1,000 spirit stones that have been rewarded, or they have come with the idea of "I want them all", they have to weigh themselves and take the time to think about their actions.

Maybe after a while, I may face the demon path that came in a team......

Because so far, all those who came to him to fight him alone have all died.

"It seems that I still have to improve my hard power quickly!" Qin Zong secretly summed it up.

Overall, although there was an accident in the cinema this time, there was no danger, and Qin Zong gained a lot.

It's all thanks to the dream demon, and his hatchet is already +7! Upgraded to a nine-rank immortal weapon!

Qin Zong sighed secretly, and he didn't know how many heads he had left for himself to cut in the future.

He didn't feel guilty, after all, none of the people who appeared in the dream magic were real, but the day when he cut off his real head with a firewood knife would come sooner or later.

All the roads in the world are about the survival of the fittest.

Although the cultivation circle is mysterious, once it is trapped, the crisis inside is no less than Qin Zong imagined. It is indeed comfortable to be a koi lying down to win, but relying on others is not a long-term solution after all.

To adapt to such a life, he can only rely on himself.

……

……

It was already afternoon when I came out of the movie theater, and when I went out, the white pigeon's empty eyes looked in one direction.

At the door of the movie theater, a girl about the same age as the white pigeon was coquettish to a middle-aged uncle: "Dad! Carry me! Carry me! ”

"Good, good!" The uncle couldn't stand his daughter's request and went down a few steps and let the girl jump on his back.

"Haha! You're heavy again! Let's go home! The uncle weighed his daughter's weight and straightened his back as a father.

Then, the father and daughter slowly left with happy faces.

The white pigeon's eyes always looked at the father and daughter, his expression was neither sad nor joyful, he didn't know what he was thinking, he just stretched out his little hand and grabbed the corner of Qin Zong's clothes.

She looked at the father and daughter who were far away, and felt an indescribable emotion in her heart.

Later the white pigeon found out.

This emotion is called envy.

"Do you want me to carry it?" Qin Zong smiled at the white pigeon and touched the white pigeon's head.

After all, the white pigeon is only ten years old, and Qin Zong feels that the little girl's mind is not difficult to guess. The white pigeon has no father and mother since he was a child, although he was raised by the Seven Great Goo, but the vacancy of his biological parents can never be filled.

So, when the white pigeon grabbed the corner of his clothes, Qin Zong understood everything.

The white pigeon didn't know why he wanted to go to Qin Zong, but it was indeed his subconscious reaction, although he didn't live with Qin Zong for many days, but Qin Zong's gentle image left a deep impression on the white pigeon.

This person is very good to himself.

Qin Zong squatted down and let the white pigeon climb on his back.

Today the white dove wears a white dress with a pink bow around her waist, the hem of the dress is not very high, there is lace trim on it, and the lower body is white stockings and black leather shoes.

Listening to Gu Shunzhi, the white pigeon's outfit is all magic weapons, or the kind with a point, magic weapons have the ability to automatically identify dangers, if there are any bad intentions, this dress will be discharged directly......

But Qin Zong doesn't have this psychological pressure, he is not a pervert, what are you afraid of!

Qin Zong carried the white pigeon on his back and firmly buckled the white pigeon's soft little legs, so that the white pigeon could be more comfortable.

"Sit tight!" Qin Zong found that although the white pigeon looked petite, it was actually very heavy, and it had to weigh a hundred catties?

This is definitely not the weight of a ten-year-old girl.

However, in the vast majority of cases, cultivators weigh a little higher than ordinary people.

Because after embarking on the path of cultivation, the toughness and strength of the physical body have been greatly improved, and it is naturally tighter than ordinary people.

Qin Zong saw a "Encyclopedia of Cultivation of Truth" in the apartment before, which introduced that those "flesh sanctification" power-level cultivators had a weight of dozens of tons and dozens of tons, so if that group of powerhouses accidentally fell and fell on weekdays...... The ground will be thrown straight out of the pit.

I heard that some of the craters on the surface of the moon were partially dropped out when those powerful people explored the moon.

The weight of more than a hundred catties is nothing to Qin Zong now.

However, Qin Zong had just taken a few steps forward when he suddenly felt a chill suddenly coming from behind him.

Twisting his face to look, Qin Zong really sensed that this Grandma Zhen was deeply resentful......

He had just patronized the mood of taking care of the white pigeon missing his father...... Forget about this aunt!

it!

Misstep, misstep!

Zhen Yiyi walked closer with a small mouth, looking at the white pigeon lying on Qin Zong's back, with a begging expression: "Little white ......"

The white pigeon chose to avoid Grandma Zhen's gaze, as if she was swearing sovereignty, and firmly encircled Qin Zong's neck with her hand.

"......" Qin Zong.

Zhen Yiyi: "Then let's change our line halfway?" ”

Then the white dove's hand tightened the ground.

Qin Zong felt as if his neck was being pinched by pliers.

"......" Qin Zong.

Zhen Yiyi gritted her teeth: "Ten packs of crispy noodles!" ”

This time, the white pigeon finally let go of her hand, she stared at Zhen Yiyi, and reluctantly touched Qin Zong's back.

In the end, the two women discussed it and finally came up with a compromise plan.

……

And so the day ......

This is how Qin Zong returned to the apartment.

He carried a white dove on his back......

The white dove carried Zhen Yiyi on his back......