Zhao Fan looked down at the little girl who was less than one meter long, she was wearing a red blouse, a small white skirt, and two little white feet, different from Yaoyao, they were completely two types, just like a flawless little fairy, without a trace of dust.

Zhao Fan asked with some surprise in his expression: "You are Ta Ling?" ”

"That's right, little brother."

The little girl nodded, and as she spoke, a pair of small dimples floated on her cheeks, "The name given to me by the previous master is Yaya, but I don't like this name, little master, brother, you can help me get a new one." ”

Zhao Fan had a headache, even if he had a spiritual root, but he was weak in naming his son, he remembered that when he and Zhen Ran's son were named in the barren land of southern Xinjiang, he racked his brains and almost broke his scalp, and he didn't come for a reason, and he almost hit his head against the wall.

"Little brother, get me a new one." The little fairy pulled the corner of Zhao Fan's clothes, her soft voice, and her soft little body made anyone unable to refuse her idea when she saw it, especially the little expression, as if no matter how cold her heart was, it would melt.

"Good, good."

Zhao Fan dragged his chin, and asked speechlessly while thinking: "I said, you are the spirit of the treasure of the Heavenly Xuanta, in terms of age, you can't count it, why do you pretend to be a little girl and me, a young man who has just been tortured and abused by you for nearly nine hours......"

"I don't care." The little fairy pursed her mouth, and she said depressedly: "I can't grow up, I really don't grow up, it's like this at the beginning, and it's still like this now." ”

"Hmm."

Zhao Fan nodded, this little fairy should not be pretending to be tender on purpose, after all, it is a special type of life such as the spirit of treasures, and it cannot be treated with common sense.

The little fairy stood by with anticipation in her eyes.

Zhao Fan pondered left and right, and finally, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said with a smile: "Just call you Cuihua." ”

"Emerald Flower?"

Although the little fairy didn't understand what it meant, her brows instinctively furrowed, "Little lord brother, you have bad intentions, I'll be angry if you do it again, this name is not good, change it." ”

“……”

Zhao Fan rolled his eyes, and after another ten minutes, he asked tentatively, "That's called Ta'er?" ”

"Don't worry, it's not as good as Yaya."

"Erya!"

"Two girls, is that different from a girl?"

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work...... Zhao Fan raised his hand to support his forehead, and immediately, his eyes lit up, and he said: "By the way, there are seven peaks of the Holy Realm outside, among them, there are great Confucians, and there are also death tellers who know the heavens and the earth, let them listen absolutely good." ”

"Don't, just let the little master brother take it." The little fairy shook her head and said: "From today onwards, I will always be by your side, unless you cut off from me, otherwise, until you fall, if you can't even help me change my name, it will be too wronged." ”

“……”

When Zhao Fan didn't know what to say, he suddenly twitched his nose and smelled a strange fragrance, he couldn't help but sniff it, and found that the source turned out to be the little fairy around him, and that kind of fragrance made his soul extremely comfortable, and even his whole body was in a relaxed state, and the fatigue of breaking through the ninth layer before was swept away!

Zhao Fan couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "I said, why do you have a unique fragrance?" ”

"Strange fragrance?" The little fairy looked at him inexplicably, "I don't know, the previous master also said so, it seems that because I am a tower spirit?" ”

Zhao Fan shrugged his shoulders, he had never seen such a confused Ta Ling, he didn't know what to ask, and then he said with a flash of inspiration: "Why don't you call you Xiangxiang?" ”

"Xiangxiang...... Xiangxiang ......" The little fairy repeated it a few times, and felt more and more good, so she happily agreed, "Thank you, little master, brother." ”

"Let's get down to business, then."

Zhao Fan asked: "How to refine the Tongtian Xuan Pagoda?" ”

"Kiss me." Xiangxiang turned over her pink little face, and her eyes were innocent.