"Little Flower!"

Feng Jiu opened his eyes and faced a magnified handsome face, and he couldn't bear to slap the things in his hand, looking at him with a cold gaze.

The person who was stared at so coldly did not see annoyance, but was very happy to reach out and poke her face.

Feng Jiu really couldn't bear it this time, and with a wave of his hand, half a bottle of milk was firmly buckled on the young man's placket.

The young man exclaimed, "Seven, seven, eight, come and see what's wrong with Xiaohua!" ”

Floret......

If it weren't for the fact that the bottle was empty, she would have wanted to deduct it again.

Thinking of her dignified sword god, she has never been so embarrassed in her life, she was born in a top family of cultivators, and she is extraordinary, she has always been at the forefront of all her peers, and not long ago she became the youngest sword god, envious of others.

Because of this, she couldn't avoid the passage of the Tribulation, and it was rumored that no one in the Immortal Cultivation Continent had been able to ascend for a long time, but she couldn't suppress her cultivation, so she had to do it as a last resort, and when she opened her eyes again, she actually became a baby who couldn't speak.

After the shock, days and nights have passed, and Feng Jiu can only accept this fact.

As for whether she failed to survive the catastrophe and relived her life, or whether this was the root cause of the catastrophe in the first place, it is unknown.

And what she couldn't help but care about was that with this rebirth, all the spiritual power in her body disappeared......

In other words, she is now a complete ordinary person, and there is no way to talk about resistance.

Feng Jiu squinted at a round robot rolling in, neatly cleaning up the mess, still expressionless.

Seeing that her eyes were wide open, the young man also stared at her, looked at her for a while, and said worriedly: "Why doesn't Xiaohua cry?" ”

Although he has never raised a child, he also knows that children are going to cry, but he has not howled in his throat since he was born, and those who don't know have to suspect that there is something wrong with their heads.

Seven seven eighty-eight looked at the man's soiled clothes, and then looked at Feng Jiu, whose expression was frozen, the light above his head flashed, and said, "Lord Fengtong, the little master may be hungry!" ”

Feng Jiu, who has just drunk enough: "......"

Feng Jiu, who was fed again, doubted that he could grow up smoothly, and the more he thought about it, the more difficult it became, so he could only deduct the remaining half bottle of milk to Feng Tong again.

Feng Tong, her titular father, has long light blonde hair with a slight curl, and his eyes are as if they are transparent dark gold, Rao is eyebrows are clear, Feng Jiu was also a little shocked when he first saw him, and he was afraid that he would also look like this ghost, and then he seized the opportunity to see that he was still black hair and black eyes.

The aura in this world is thin, Feng Jiu has failed to re-cultivate several times, and can only absorb a little spiritual power that is better than nothing, and compared to this, she can't walk or talk at the moment is the worst.

"Little flower, call Dad~"

Feng Tong tirelessly revolves around the wind every day, and after a long time, she has become numb, and she will give him a look when she is in a good mood.

Seven-seven-eighty-eight is the nanny robot responsible for taking care of Fengjiu, and in addition, what Fengjiu can see is Fengtong and a housekeeper robot, and the other half of the living people don't have it.

Kazehisa had never seen a robot before, but she knew that there were puppet puppets, some monks specialized in this way, and some masters would even transform themselves into puppets, and their strength was quite extraordinary.

Therefore, when she saw the robot, Feng Jiu was not much surprised, and she didn't care about the few poor real people, and the monk was the most tolerant of loneliness, and rarely interacted with people unless necessary.

If she could, she hoped that even Fengtong wouldn't come, but unfortunately she couldn't.

However, Feng Tong doesn't always pay attention to her, the former seems to be very interested in robots, often fiddling with some small parts in front of Feng Jiu, and nagging while assembling it, so annoying that she can't wait to shut up immediately.

But a mouth can only make a childish "ahhh

Every day except for eating and sleeping, Feng Jiu has nothing to do, and he is also quickly receiving information from this world, and the direct source of these is Feng Tong, but in the eyes of the latter, this world is probably only left with parts......

Lying down for more than a month, Feng Jiu was stunned that he couldn't hear anything else from his mouth.

Feng Jiu didn't study much about puppets before, but now he didn't have much to do, so he took a few more looks.

The simplest robot that needs to be assembled is not difficult for Feng Jiu, as long as she remembers the steps, but the finished product made in this way is also weak, and in her eyes, she is not as good as a monk in the Qi refining period.

Feng Tong's speed of doing it is not slow, and after assembling it, he will pick up Feng Jiu and let her see.

"Little flower, look, little friend!"

Feng Jiu lifted his eyelids and glanced at it, not interested in this kind of dumb guy.

Feng Tong saw that she was wilting, she didn't cry or make trouble, and said worriedly: "Isn't Xiaohua a little stupid?" ”

Feng Jiu: "......" You're stupid!

The light above the head flashed, as if it was analyzing, and suddenly flashed wildly after a while: "Level 1 warning!" Level 1 Warning! ”

As he screamed, he hugged Feng Jiu back and placed him on the comfortable baby couch in the small window above his head.

For the first time, Feng Jiu knew that Seven-Seven-Eighty-Eight was still a mobile stroller, because she couldn't refuse, so she could only let it move, and when the small window was closed again, she could still see the scene outside, but her vision changed slightly.

Most importantly, for the first time, she left the room that belonged to her.

Seventy-seven eighty-eight hurriedly ran by, and Feng Tong chased after him, leaving the butler who had just come in behind.

"My lord, the little master is just as smart as the adult." The housekeeper said calmly: "Adults were also very cheerful when they were children. ”

"Really?" Feng Tong paused at his feet and said in confusion, but then understood that Feng Jiu was a genius like him, and he was immediately happy again, and said proudly: "Of course, Xiaohua was born by me!" ”

Feng Jiu glanced at him, and he didn't know which head had the problem.

Seven-seven-eighty-eight circled around Fengtong twice, and the alarm was finally lifted, and he reached out and stroked his big round head.

"My lord, the Holy Decree has just come from the palace." Seeing that Feng Tong had calmed down, the housekeeper continued: "There is a new young lady who will marry the young master of the Lortis family. ”

Feng Tong paused for a moment to realize what he was talking about, and his expression suddenly changed: "What?!" ”

The butler stood there respectfully and repeated what he had just said.

"The Lortiz family? Isn't that the family of that bastard of Lorense! ”

The housekeeper nodded: "The one who wants to marry is the eldest son of the head of the Lorensey family." ”

"Think beautifully!" Feng Tong seemed to want to spray directly: "Let them go!" ”

"It's a holy order." Butler Road.

Feng Tong was dumbfounded, and he was anxious to turn around, and he followed behind him, but he didn't expect him to stop suddenly and hit him directly.

Feng Tong suddenly looked back at the big round head, as if facing Feng Jiu, reached out and touched it, and said a little angrily: "Lorensey is not a good thing, and his son is probably not a good thing, so Xiaohua will ignore him!" ”

Perhaps because it was a robot, the housekeeper reminded him very unkindly: "The little master is not a boy, and we can't disobey the holy order." ”

Feng Tongqi's eyebrows were about to stand up, but he suddenly thought of something, raised his chin and said categorically: "Tell that bastard that our family is a boy, don't get married!" ”