Chapter 211: Those Legendary People (Part II)

"Fairy Jingyi, I'm sorry for you." Dong Yong and Tengger look about the same age, they are both twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a Chinese face, lychee eyes, a square nose bridge, and thick lips. To put it bluntly, this is a face that makes it easy to believe that "this is a good person", especially when you laugh, it is very peaceful and comfortable to look at, and people can't help but look at it more and again. There is a kind of beauty called "two-eyed beauty", which means that you have to look at the second glance to see that this is a beauty, the more you look at it, the more durable it is, so the same analogy, Dong Yong is a two-eyed beauty, not stunning at a glance, and difficult to leave with two eyes.

But all of the above is what Ziyue has heard, in fact, she has known Dong Yong for almost a year, and she has really never seen what this legendary super good person looks like when he laughs.

"It should." Ziyue smiled shallowly, "Is Agarwood practicing boxing?" ”

"Yes, please inside." Dong Yong made a gesture of please.

There were a few houses scattered in the valley, all of them in the appearance of ordinary country farmhouses, and a small stream at the head of the village flowed through it, and a shadow could be faintly seen turning and moving in a clearing beside the stream.

Perhaps noticing Ziyue's arrival, another man came out of the village.

In fact, if you really want Ziyue to speak of conscience, this one should be the highest among the three men. The body is long, the black hair is like ink, and the rest is poured into the back of the waist, the skin is fair, the eyes are moist, the nose bridge is high, and the face of melon seeds is not feminine, and the elegance of the body is like a weak scholar, but Zi Yue's eyesight cultivated after staying in Wudingguan and Doji for so long can see the powerful power contained in his seemingly thin body.

The surname Liu has a text and a knife, and it turns out that he should be both civil and military.

The ranking of the Hundred Souls of Creation is not based on the surnames of the hundred families, but if it is really a ranking of combat effectiveness, Liu Yanchang is among the best, not to mention the best.

"Mr. Liu." Ziyue still had a polite smile on her face, in fact, according to the rules, she should call someone her brother-in-law, but first, she was awkward, and secondly, she was afraid that Erlang God would go crazy, so she replaced it with "Mr. Liu".

"Fairy Jingyi." Liu Yanchang nodded, and beckoned to the formation by the river, "Agarwood, I came out to see your Aunt Jingyi." ”

Agarwood saw Ziyue early in the morning, she was hungry and thirsty, her fists and feet were practiced absent-mindedly, her eyes were eager to stick to Ziyue, and as soon as she got her father's permission, she immediately rushed out of the formation and looked at Ziyue with a pitiful face: "Auntie!" ”

Oh yes, Agarwood is just three years old this year.

Maybe it's the good genes of my parents...... Oh no, it must have inherited the excellent genes of his parents, and the soft and cute little boy is more rebellious than his father. The bun face is baby fat, the big round eyes, the black hair and fair skin are as true as the father's inheritance, but the nose and mouth are like the mother, more delicate, probably because of the young age, and a little bit of male and female. If you look closely, if you remove the fat on his cheeks, you can vaguely see the traces of the fairy world justice god Erlang Zhenjun.

If this little baby is led out to walk around, the throne of the first beauty in the Nezha fairy world will not be able to be kept!

"Agarwood, do you miss your aunt?" Ziyue bent down and directly picked up Xiao Zhengtai.

"I think, Agarwood misses Aunt Jingyi the most." Agarwood wrapped her hands around Ziyue's neck, and put her fleshy little face on the side of Ziyue's face, rubbing it intimately and rubbing.

"Do you want Aunt Jingyi, or do you want Aunt Jingyi to cook something delicious?" Ziyue pinched his nose and smoothed Xiao Zhengtai's collar, not surprisingly finding a few thin threads.

Liu Yanchang is not as good as a housemaid no matter how civil and military he is, and a group of rough men are still rough men even if they are fathers and mothers, and they don't know if their clothes are about to wear out.

Agarwood tilted her head and thought about it, and finally replied frankly: "I want to do both, but I want my aunt's delicious food even more." ”

"What a gluttonous cat." Ziyue will not be angry with Mo Wenxin, and of course she will not be angry with Liu Shenxiang, they are all at the level of childlike words, not much worse, "There is a sister-in-law in my aunt's family who is as greedy as you, as small and conscienceless, if my aunt doesn't give you good food today, don't you want to be aunt?" ”

Agarwood hugged Ziyue's neck, buried her head in Ziyue's neck socket, and her voice was soft: "I will think, I will think the same." ”

"What do you miss your aunt?" Ziyue has the heart to tease Xiao Zhengtai.

"My aunt smells so good, just like my mother." Xiao Zhengtai's round eyes blinked, and the old aunt Ziyue's heart melted.

As soon as she heard Agarwood mention the word "mother", Ziyue felt that something was wrong, and when she looked up, she saw that the faces of the three big men were cloudy, and she hurriedly turned the little guy: "I'll go to the kitchen and make him something to eat." ”

No matter how bad the mood of the three of them is, they don't lack this bit of demeanor, not to mention that Agarwood still relies on Ziyue to take care of her, how can they embarrass her? But Ziyue was still relieved, and when the kitchen was making a fire and boiling water, Agarwood, who was sitting on a small stool waiting patiently, suddenly asked, "Auntie, where is my mother?" ”

Ziyue's movements on her hand seemed to pause: "Why did the agarwood suddenly ring a mother's kiss?" Do you remember your mother? ”

"I remember, but usually my father and Uncle Dong and Uncle Tengger don't let me mention my mother." Agarwood looked confused.

"Do you remember what your mother was like?" Agarwood was only more than a year old when Yang Chan was arrested, and it stands to reason that she shouldn't have any memory and no impression of Yang Chan.

"My mother is very gentle, her voice is soft, her body is fragrant, and she is the same as my aunt, and I will make a lot of delicious food, I can't remember other agarwood, aunt, what kind of person is my mother?"

Agarwood's answer made Ziyue breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that Agarwood is not really to Yang Chan, and he still has an impression of that accident, but he longs for a mother, so he brought Ziyue's image in, otherwise it will be a big trouble to leave a psychological shadow on the growth of children. After all, although Yang Chan's cooking skills are not bad, it is impossible to eat agarwood that is less than a year old.

"Your mother's cooking skills are not as good as your aunt's, but she is very studious and smart. He's also a very understanding, gentle, and caring person. Ziyue steamed a few dishes neatly, lowered her head and sketched Yang Chan's image for Agarwood, Ziyue didn't want Agarwood to forget his real mother, "Haven't you seen your uncle?" Your mother and uncle look a little like you. ”

"Uncle is so fierce, don't be like him in Agarwood's mother." It is said that the nephew is like an uncle, and I don't know what kind of resentment Agarwood has against Yang Jian.

Ziyue was amused by his fairy tales: "Don't worry, you just look alike, your mother is a very gentle person." ”