The two people, one black and one white, quietly facing each other, as if they had seen each other for the first time, couldn't take their eyes off. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The monster in the cloud was blind from the side, bent his fingers, and wanted to continue to slap his apprentice, but when he saw his stupid apprentice suddenly grinning, he smiled closer and closer to Dugu Ant's body, and then his face changed, like a play, his face changed faster than turning a book, and the words he said made him, a lonely man, almost didn't get out of his hands to kill people. It's really embarrassing to stand still.

I saw Lu Zheng frowning slightly, lightly holding the other party's little hand, and exaggerated in an aria tone: "Ah, ant clothes, I haven't seen you for many days, you have lost weight! It's because I'm not by your side, so can't you eat, sleep, and have fun? Don't worry, now that I'm out of the customs, we can live and live together again!"

"Huh. ”

"Poof. ”

Dugu Ant couldn't hold back, and was amused by Lu Zheng at the moment. It is rare for Yiren to break the ice and show their faces, their eyebrows are like butterflies, their lips are hooked and they smile, and they are gentle like water. Lu Zheng was looking straight at it, and the whole person was like falling into the clouds, fluttering and swaying, and his heart was rippling, but he didn't want to, and someone next to him accidentally laughed.

The beautiful picture came to an abrupt end, and Dugu Ant frowned and stopped smiling, obviously losing the interest in a rare smile. And it is too difficult for Lu Zheng to make people laugh at this moment.

Lu Zheng is not the type of oily and slippery, it is rare to be full of passion, but he was forced to break his skills, and immediately glared at the laughter, but found that it was not a person who was smiling, but a sword spirit who could only learn to crow a chicken...... Could it be that this incomplete sword spirit can not only learn to crow chickens, but also learn to laugh?

Lu Zheng felt that he might have been tricked by this sword spirit who was looking for a draw.

Noticing Lu Zheng's gaze, Dugu Antshang raised his eyes and looked over, only to see that Lu Zheng was carrying a very unique sword in his hand, which had a pair of slender calves, a pair of short arms, and a pair of big watery eyes.

Oh, no man, no sword gadget.

Dugu Antsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled, but there was not much smile in his eyes, and asked, "What, you picked up this sword demon?"

I don't know if it's Lu Zheng's illusion, when Ant Shang mentioned the word "Sword Demon", the immature little sword spirit trembled, and seemed to be very afraid of Dugu Ant Dress.

Lu Zheng was just about to explain that this guy was not a sword demon, when he saw the sword spirit kick his legs, jumped to the ground with a "bang", and ran away, as if there was a fierce beast chasing after him.

It was caught that Lu Zheng didn't have the time to take care of it now, but unfortunately, the sword was not as good as the sky, and Lu Zheng didn't care about him, but it didn't mean that the other person present was willing to let him go like this.

The monster in the cloud stretched out his hand, but he didn't see how he moved, and immediately, the sword spirit paused on both feet, stiffened, and couldn't run anymore.

The monster in the cloud asked Lu Zheng: "This is the sword spirit you forged, why does it look like this ghost?" Did you give it a name?"

Lu Zheng was just about to say that this sword spirit was immature and weak, and he couldn't take off the sword body and couldn't speak, but when he saw the monster in the cloud pointing again, the little sword spirit that had just regained his freedom of movement turned around, and a white light flashed, flashing out a belly pocket boy holding a long sword.

The little boy glared pitifully, and fell to his knees with a "snap" in a tiger landing posture, shouting: "The hero spares his life!"

Lu Zheng: "......"

You can't get out of the sword body if you say it's good, and you can't talk if you say it's good?!

"You just call it a boy. The corners of Lu Zheng's mouth twitched, and he raised his forehead to set a new name for the maliciously deceived sword drawing spirit.

Of course, the name is not a fart child, the monster in the cloud is in charge, took a compromise name, waved his hand: "It's also your sword spirit, let's call it the Qi Bag." It just happens to be a pair with Qingzhuo. ”

Qingzhuo and Sword Spirit, one is called Xiao Tubao, and the other is called Shouqi Bao, they are indeed a pair, but the difference is that Xiaotubao is just a nickname, and people have a big name called Lu Qingzhuo, who is pure and elegant, while Sword Spirit has only one name, that is called Shouqi Bao.

A dignified sword spirit, just born with wisdom, how can it be called here?

The angry bag jumped up immediately, dropped a string of water beads, rubbed his big eyes in anguish, and shouted: "I don't want to call this name! My name is Flowing Fire Sword, if you don't like it, call me Ah Huo Ah Liua Sword all come in!"

The masters, including Dugu Ant, squinted slightly and looked over.

Under the gaze of the three pairs of sharp eyes, the body of the qi bag shrank smaller and smaller, until finally, holding his head in both hands, trembling his lotus arms, whimpering a few times, rolling his big eyes, and "fainting".

Lu Zheng, who was repeatedly tricked by the angry bag, was the first to not believe that this fart kid was really faint. I raised my hand and wanted to slap this little guy, but I saw that the angry bag was only two or three years old, with a pair of thin arms and thin legs, and I couldn't bear to really fight, so I only lifted up the qi bag that pretended to be dizzy, and very carefully took out the clothes of the early years of the small dirt bag from the space and put it on the child.

Dugu Ant smiled at the side, and looked at Lu Zheng's eyebrows even more gently.

Yun Zhongwei, who had not seen each other laugh once after playing chess with Dugu Ant for a month, immediately felt that he was blinded again, so he quickly covered his eyes, out of sight and out of mind. The world of young people, he does not understand.

"Daddy!"

At this moment, a girl's joyful call was heard from afar.

Lu Zheng was stunned for a moment, and followed the prestige.

But I saw a fresh and jade, flower-like delicate little woman, smiling warmly, and walking.

"More than thirteen years of hiring, cardamom tips in early February. ”

Lu Zheng was almost stunned, and immediately couldn't believe it.

"Daddy. ”

The flower-like little woman walked up to Lu Zheng, grabbed Lu Zheng's shoulders affectionately, called again obediently, and immediately snuggled into Lu Zheng's arms.

Lu Zheng subconsciously glanced at Dugu Ant, whose expression had not changed much, and immediately realized that something was wrong, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe it, and asked hesitantly: "Little dirt bag?"

"Giggles. Lu Qingzhuo smiled lightly, but he was not angry. Right now, this majestic peak is up and down, and her father dares to call her nickname in front of her.

"Daddy, I'm thirteen, how can you still call me by this name?"

Lu Qingzhuo glared at Lu Zheng with disgust, and said hello to his master and sister next to him sweetly.

Lu Zheng didn't care about correcting his daughter's name for Dugu Antsheng, and at this moment, his brain was already occupied by his own brain supply.

"The girl suddenly grows so big, this is going against the sky! Today it will become thirteen, tomorrow it will become twenty, and the day after tomorrow will be forty or fifty? Could it be that the girl will be bigger than her father in the blink of an eye?

"Will the white-haired person send the black-haired person, and he will end up supporting his daughter in a blink of an eye?!"

Frightened by his own brain supply, Lu Zheng screamed, squatted down with his head in his hands, and didn't dare to think about it again. (To be continued.) )