1843 Bigger Than You
Zi Yunchen hooked the corners of his lips and smiled: "Lay a good foundation for them, and they will walk the road by themselvesββ"
Naturally, he wanted the child.
However, no child can stay with his parents for a lifetime.
When children grow up, they will have their own lives.
Zi Yunchen's deep and magnetic voice echoed in his ears: "They will find their other half and taste the ups and downs of life with their beloved, just like us, aren't they?" β
Luo Qingyin sighed: "Okay, I was persuaded by you." β
Having made up their minds to accompany the child, Luo Qingyin and Zi Yunchen customized a cultivation plan.
When she was practicing, Zi Yunchen accompanied the child.
When Zi Yunchen was cultivating, she accompanied the child.
Life is simple, fulfilling and comfortable.
They have been in the Mirror Lake Mountain Protection Array, and the people of the Tianluo Temple can't enter the Mirror Lake, and they gradually become irritable.
What's the worst thing in the world?
Of course, they know where the person to kill is, and even surround the person, but like a dog biting a hedgehog, there is nowhere to start.
In the darkness of nothingness, Feng Zhentian's slender hand was against his cheek, his head was tilted, his eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
Ruyun Guang's sleeves are spread out around him, and the cuffs are covered with the colorful luster of the heavenly phoenix, which is gorgeous and luxurious, but it does not make people feel girly.
The old man sitting opposite Feng Zhentian was so angry that the green tendons on his forehead burst out again and again.
The more calm he was, the more irritable the old man became.
The old man wanted to swing his palmβbut he didn't dare to make a move.
Because, not Feng Zhentian's opponent.
If he really dared to attack Feng Zhentian, Feng Zhentian could pinch him to death before the Heavenly Dao punishment came down.
Once he makes a move, the two will end up together.
After living for thousands of years, the most profound thing he learned was to cherish his life.
But he was still indignant, and couldn't help but mock: "You slept like this? If you're not worried that your daughter will be killed by my people, aren't you worried about your two grandsons? β
He usually doesn't talk so much, but this time he couldn't control himself, and said sharply: "You know, they are also phoenix true blood." With their blood, I can also find the whereabouts of the remaining Phoenix Knife clones. β
Heh-
Feng Zhentian lazily opened his mouth and yawned, opened his eyes, and stretched.
When the old man saw that his expression was relaxed, his face became even more hideous.
Feng Zhentian glanced at him casually: "Do you know, why you are always as good as hating?" β
Hate carefree, the person the old man hates the most in his life, there is no one.
At the mention of this name, he could not calm down, even after thousands of years.
He squeezed a sentence out of his teeth: "Where am I inferior to him?" β
"Hate Xiaoyao, although people hate ghosts, but there is one thing he is better than you." Feng Zhentian took out the tea set and tea leaves from his sleeve, and made tea slowly, "Do you know which point?" β
As if he was deliberately angry with the old man, after saying this, he didn't say anything and made tea seriously.
He used a set of particularly elegant old plum tea sets, when the tea was brewed and poured into the cup, the budding snow plum in the cup slowly bloomed with the fragrance of tea.
Feng Zhentian neither prepared a teacup for the old man, nor did he mean to invite him to drink tea, after brewing it, he picked it up with one hand, took a sip lazily, and said with a smile: "Have you figured it out?" β
Old man: "......"
"Can't think of it, can you?" He put down the teacup casually and said unhurriedly, "Hate Xiaoyao is more atmospheric than you." Whether he pees on the temple of the Dayan Divine Dynasty or hangs the soul clan on the soul tower, he does it above board, unlike you, a mother, like a backhouse woman, who can only play some insidious methods. β
Feng Zhentian stretched out two fingers: "Disgusting." β
The old man was as embarrassed as if he had been torn off.
Before he could take action, Feng Zhentian waved his sleeves and said: "So, you can only hide in this darkness for the rest of your life, like a mouse who doesn't dare to see the light, and you can only watch your hatred fly into an immortal." β
After the old man was so angry, he reacted instead: "Are you deliberately provoking me? β
Feng Zhentian laughed: "It's not too stupid." β
Old man: "......"
"It's not fun if you see through it." Feng Zhentian covered his face with his sleeves, "Forget it, I'll sleep again." β
The old man was so angry that his face was distorted.
Feng Zhentian didn't care about him, and really slept again.
Compared with sleeping skills, he dares to call the second in the Cangyun Continent, and no one dares to call it the first.
After all, not everyone can sleep on the beams for thousands of years.
However, before going to sleep, he still looked in the mirror.
In the light mirror, a bunch of soul people in the Tianluo Temple searched everywhere for the whereabouts of the remaining Phoenix Sword clones, but the Cangyun Continent was so big, they couldn't sense where the Phoenix Sword clones were, they could only scurry around like a headless fly.
On the other side, the Martial Saint Soul Man was wandering outside the Mirror Lake, but he could not enter the Mirror Lake's Mountain Protection Array.
In the mountain protection array, Xiao Tuanzi, who can already walk, and the snow ginseng doll are together, followed by more than a dozen spirit pets, running all over the mountains, simple and happy.
A smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
Zi Yunchen is still quite smart, and he knows that he has added immortal qi to the mountain protection array.
He can rest assured.
Feng Zhentian covered his face and really fell asleep.
β¦β¦
Time flies, and two years have passed in a blink of an eye.
The two little groups are three years old.
Luo Qingyin's cultivation has been raised to another level.
Occasionally, she would worry that the Phoenix Sword clone would be found by the people of the Tianluo Temple.
Thankfully, it didn't happen.
On the day of the third birthday, everyone in Jinghu got together again and had a happy meal.
After the meal, the two little groups who like to play can't wait to pull the snow ginseng doll and run out: "Breaking the snow and breaking the snow, let's go find the broken monkey." β
They all grew from three-headed bodies to five-headed bodies, but the snow ginseng doll didn't grow much, and the three of them looked about the same height.
The snow ginseng doll teased them: "Don't call it breaking snow." β
Huang Jiuyi blinked: "What's that called?" β
The snow ginseng doll muttered, "Little uncle." β
Huang Jiuyi: "......"
Huang Jiuxu: "......"
Luo Qingyin chased him out, and when he heard this, he laughed and picked up the two little balls, kissed them respectively, touched the head of the snow ginseng doll, and then watched them run away.
Zi Yunchen stood behind her: "Don't tell them? β
Luo Qingyin shook his head: "They are happy now, but don't affect their mood." β
As he spoke, he turned around and hugged him with open arms: "The next thing is to say goodbye to you." β
"It's just a year." Zi Yunchen buckled her into her arms with her backhand, her sexy thin lips were imprinted on her lips, tossing and turning, and her voice was a little slurred, "I'll wait for you to come back with the babies." β
Luo Qingyin said softly: "Okay." β
took out "ten years", Luo Qingyin swiped his fingertips, and a drop of blood dripped on the jade.
In an instant, a human-high vortex appeared on the jade.
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