"Ouch, young master, why are the curtains lit again?"

"Yo yo young master, slow down." A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl can't catch up with a one-year-old child.

"Hou Ye" "Dad! A sturdy little kid laughed and threw himself into Wu Hou Ye's arms, giggling.

Holding the half-grown child in his arms, he kept hiding with the child who tied his beard, "Son, since you learned this fire magic, why do you always use curtains as a target, and be careful to light the house and your mother spanks you." ”

"Mom is in class at school, how can I have time to come back and take care of me, when she comes back, Sister Yu has already changed the curtains." The child laughed and avoided his father's stubble attack, and did not forget to secretly squeeze his eyebrows at Xiaoyu.

"Yu'er, don't spoil the metaphor too much, don't change the curtains, wait for his mother to come back and clean him up, hahaha"

Yu'er covered her mouth and smiled: "Is Master Hou willing to be beaten by the young master?" Hee-hee! ”

Yin Zhong put down the child and walked to the foundry in the back mountain, and a hearty laugh came, "I'm afraid you can't bear to beat your little master, hahaha!" ”

This little kid is a metaphor, he can already speak and walk fluently at the age of five, and when he is eleven months old, he can already run and jump, and he is naughty, Yu'er is the daughter of Di Yang's personal maid, and has been taking care of the metaphor since he was born.

A few days ago, Di Yang showed the metaphor the primary magic magic, who would have thought that the metaphor was just watched once, and it was able to establish communication with the fire element, only one year old, and it was already possible to use the primary fire magic, and not only condensed the flame in his hand, but also to be able to launch the flame in five days, since he learned this magic attack, the curtains at home have fallen into bad luck, and they are burned every day, and this Yu'er has to change the curtains every day.

The metaphor is that the bones are strange since childhood, other children are still waiting to be fed when they are one year old, the metaphor is weaned early to eat, jumping up and down every day, making the Hou Mansion a chicken, flying and jumping dogs, if it weren't for Di Yang to clean up this little villain, I'm really afraid of poking a hole in the sky.

night

The metaphor was lying on the bed with Di Yang in his arms, and the two whispered between husband and wife: "Yang'er, metaphor This child is not ordinary, he has a physique far beyond ordinary people at a young age, and his magic talent is so high, why don't you go to the Divine Body Academy to learn martial arts earlier, and win at the starting line?" The provincial family is making a lot of trouble, and it is not good to go to the academy and have the college teachers to manage him, and it is not good to develop his anxious temper in the future. ”

"Yu'er is not one of those gentlemen, have you ever seen Yu'er bully the subordinates of the Hou Mansion? Have you ever seen Yu'er hit a living creature with magic? Don't worry, my son I know too well, it's not a good thing to let him learn martial arts too early, I'm afraid it will affect the child's nature and make him hate martial arts, it's better to go with the flow, and Yu'er's talent is not only magic, I want him to learn from the Sword of Relief. ”

"The Sword of Relief? Hmph, this old boy tricked me into casting a sword for him, who knew that he would use the sword I forged for him to hit our Star Empire, I knew that this was the case, I might as well die in that war back then, and still use his old self. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, although the Sword of Relief is a person from the Burning Yang Empire, but now our two countries have a common divine body academy, and anyone who has reached the level of a hundred battles will not participate in the war between the two countries, and everyone is thinking about taking their strength to the next level! It's just that Yu'er is too naughty, I'm afraid that the Sword of Relief will not accept him, and the Sword of Relief never accepts the children of nobles, I don't know if he can give me three points of thin noodles. ”

"Humph! He owes me a favor, and I helped him get the final sublimation of the Sword of Relief, and when the time comes, you and I will go together, I don't believe that he dares not to accept my son, and my son is very talented, and I am afraid that he will not understand it. ”

Di Yang suddenly became sad, "I'm just afraid that your son can endure his hardships, you also know that cultivation is too hard, and too early cultivation will affect his childhood, which really makes me entangled." ”

"Don't worry! My hidden son must be a master, how can he not endure the hardships of cultivation! Hmm~~~ Yang'er, how did you get better after giving birth to Yu'er? ”

"Ahh What do you do, hate! ”

"While Yu'er is still young, hurry up and ask him for a sister, otherwise a child is too lonely, hehehe!"

"You..... Hmm...."