"Stinky boy."

Liukong Ming used a little strength, flicked it heavily on Yue Xiaotian's head, and taught him a serious lesson: "Little ghost, before you win against me, you can only listen to my family, the manly man is the fist who has a hard fist, who has the right to speak." ”

Yue Xiaotian: "Daddy, you bully the young, people are only five years old, you were born twenty years earlier than others, how can people compare to you"

Is it necessary to be suppressed by my father for the rest of my life?

Wow, I feel so miserable when I think about it

"A real man, regardless of the order of birth, only about tough fists." Liukong Ming didn't give Yue Xiaotian the opportunity to be coquettish and cute and play a scoundrel.

Yue Xiaotian hummed in his heart: Daddy's face is so thick

Fortunately, there is a mother

Daddy listens to his mother's words the most, as long as his mother listens to him, Daddy has no choice but to obediently bow down.

quickly found the positioning, Yue Xiaotian pouted, pitifully pulled Yue Qianhuang's white shirt, and said softly: "Mother"

"Children should listen to their father." Yue Qianhuang saw the dish-colored expression on Yue Xiaotian's face, and did not make decisions for her son, and resolutely supported her own husband.

“”

Yue Xiaotian hung her head sadly and lonely.

Mother, this is obviously forgetful

His little hand couldn't help pinching Xiaobai's little fart, which made Xiaobai hurt a little. The little guy screamed: "Brother Xiaotian, your butt hurts." ”

"Your butt hurts, and my heart hurts."

Yue Xiaotian rubbed the little white chubby head depressedly, and left with self-pity.

Staying with my father and mother to watch them show affection is really sad, and it has a very bad impact on the healthy growth of children.

Yue Xiaochen was not as lacking in heart as Yue Xiaotian, he saw that Liukong Ming's face was a little pale, and asked with concern: "Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

"Daddy's fine."

Compared with the second son, who is strict with his second son, he is obviously kinder to the sensible eldest son. He patted Yue Xiaochen's little head and said, "Daddy and mother have to cultivate quietly these days, and everything in Allure will be taken care of by you." ”

"Xiao Chen will definitely not disappoint his father and mother." Yue Xiaochen said solemnly.

"Okay."

Liukong Ming looked at Yue Xiaochen with satisfaction, and the appreciation in his eyes was obvious and strong.

Because of the failure of Liukong's spiritual power, the two rested overnight in Allure.

The next day, when dawn was approaching, and the morning light was beginning to penetrate, and the thick ink of the night gradually faded, the two of them woke up, glanced at the hourglass, and got up and left the Allure City.

"The first secret seal of the soul."

Yue Qianhuang and Liukong Ming sat opposite each other, their hearts and minds connected, and they cultivated the Soul Secret Seal together.

With their cultivation, a faint light emanated from their bodies.

One dark red, one bright gold.

The two rays slowly merged, intersected with each other, and finally merged.

From a distance, the red and yellow mixed but distinct colors seem to render the whole world in a foggy way.

The light around them frantically devoured the thin mist of the early morning around them, making the whole world a little illusory and unreal

As the cultivation time passed, Yue Qianhuang's brows furrowed stiffly.

The picture in her mind is a world full of killing, killing, killing, killing, endless killing, blood-red killing world, and countless swords falling on her body