When you wake up, your dreams come true.

Luo Jiuqiu has dreamed of her child countless times, although she always can't see her face clearly, but every time she wakes up from a dream, she remembers the happiness and happiness.

But every time she woke up, the fact was that her flat lower abdomen still didn't move, day after day, year after year, she deliberately avoided and deliberately forgot.

At this moment, the dream finally came true.

The baby in the red swaddling clothes, the small face is white and tender, the small mouth is pink, the eyebrows are slender, and the eyes are closed can see a smart and cute, and the appearance is very delicate and good-looking.

Luo Jiuqiu laughed, laughed and cried, and said, "Is this really my child?" You can't be stealing someone else's house, is it? I've heard that newborn babies are crumpled and red, why is he so cute? Is it a son or a daughter? ”

Murong Xun was rarely patient, and answered them one by one, saying: "It's yours, you only steal someone else's when you're sick, your child is quite ugly when he was born, I hurriedly soaked him in a medicinal bath, and it looked a little better in an instant, it's a son." ”

Luo Jiuqiu couldn't close his mouth with a smile, reached out to take the child, and looked up at Murong Xun, but his gaze froze as he brushed over Murong Xun's hair.

As if he didn't notice, Murong Xun put the child in Luo Jiuqiu's hands, and intimately helped her adjust her posture.

Murong Xun said, "Are you happy now?" I know that you prefer your son, and you are reluctant to beat your daughter, son, you feel that you are born with thick flesh and rough skin, resistant to beating, and it is more convenient to raise. It's a dream come true, congratulations. ”

Luo Jiuqiu's voice was dry: "Zhenzhen, what's wrong with your hair?" ”

I saw that Murong Xun's hair ends and sideburns were mixed with white, and his hair was unconsciously half white, and his hair was dry and lackluster, and even the corners of his eyes and forehead had wrinkles, and the whole person seemed to have been sucked away from a lot of aura.

Luo Jiuqiu just smiled brightly for a while, and then his mouth was deflated, and he was about to cry again.

Murong Xun couldn't stand it, reached out and pinched the corner of Luo Jiuqiu's mouth and lifted it up, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, I'm probably slacking off in cultivation recently, and my spiritual power is not good, so it's good to cultivate again later." ”

As he spoke, Murong Xun turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Luo Jiuqiu.

"Zhenzhen!"

Murong Xun stood still and didn't look back.

Luo Jiuqiu asked, "Are you okay?" You're ...... because of me."

Murong Xun sighed and said: "What can I do, cut my abdomen and give birth, easily, but I haven't slept for too long, I'm a little sleepy, I'll go back and sleep first." Let's talk later, and you can rest well. ”

With that, Murong Xun walked away steadily and quickly.

Luo Jiuqiu felt that he didn't need to rest. She seemed to have just slept for a while, her body and spirit were so good, and she didn't feel any of the possible dangers that Murong Xun had said before.

But after a little sleep, the child came out. But Murong Xun ......

Murong Xun closed the door for several days, and when he came out again, his hair was still more white than black, and there were a few fine wrinkles left on his forehead and the corners of his eyes.

Murong Xun said: "I found that my mature appearance is more handsome, so so be it." ”

Luo Jiuqiu had already relieved the inexplicable fragile period of becoming a mother for the first time, and asked Murong Xun directly: "It's because of the delivery for me, for me and the child, that's why it's like this, right?" ”

Murong Xun nodded and said, "Yes, I was too tired to give birth, I was too lazy to dress up, and I returned to my original shape for a while." Actually, I have been like this for hundreds of years, but I have been dressing up in disguise on weekdays, and I haven't seen you find out. ”

Luo Jiuqiu didn't believe his nonsense at all.

There is no danger and price that was expected, and the child is fine, except for Murong Xun, the fool also knows what he must have paid.

But Murong Xun is very stubborn, he made up his mind not to say anything, even if you kill him, he won't say it.

Luo Jiuqiu's mouth moved, his eyes were slightly red, he exhaled half-loudly, his tone was calm, and said, "Zhenzhen, I'm too lazy to bother choosing a name, do you want to help me choose a name for my child?" ”

Murong Xun was stunned for a moment, laughed for a moment, and then pretended to be reserved, excused himself, and said, "This is not good, the child's father may want to kill me." ”

Luo Jiuqiu didn't care, and said, "Let him die." ”

Murong Xun immediately nodded and said, "Then I'm welcome." ”

As he spoke, Murong Xun fell into deep thought, and after a while, he frowned, grimaced, bared his teeth, grabbed his hair, and looked like he was racking his brains.

Half an hour later, Murong Xun shouted: "This matter needs to be cautious, I'll go back and think about it, you wait for me!" ”

After shouting, Murong Xun dodged and ran.

Probably because he was too excited, Murong Xun didn't pay attention to the direction when he dodged away, and almost hit the tree without noticing.

Murong Xun locked himself up for a few more days and nights.

In the end, after crossing out countless names, Murong Xun came up with a name.

Luo Yao.

Luo Jiuqiu's Luo, Yaoyao.

Murong Xun had flipped through various classics and countless poems and songs, trying in vain to find a name with profound meaning and great significance, but in the end he gave up.

In the end, Murong Xun thought that as a witness to the birth of this child, no matter whether he ascended in the future or not, whether he was powerful or not, he only hoped that he could be like his mother, always at ease, do whatever he wanted, and be happy.

The child's name has a good meaning, full of the blessings and love of the elders.

Originally, they were very unhappy, and the whole of the Imperial Void Sword Sect, who collectively came to the door with swords, resisted the urge to beat Murong Xun violently, but regarding the child's surname, they still wanted to struggle.

Sima Jing said: "I think that the child still has to have his father's surname, or it is okay to have a cloud character in his name." ”

Chu Zhiyi shouted directly: "You must follow the ancestor's surname!" ”

Luo Jiuqiu only said one word: "Get out!" ”

The people of the Imperial Void Sword Sect dared to be angry and did not dare to speak in an instant, and they were aggrieved to find their own ancestor, but they found that their ancestor was still there with his eyes closed as before.

Judging from the appearance, there is no trace of Yunfu's happiness and excitement as a father.

Sima Xun said tentatively: "The child's name is decided, his name is Luo Yao, Yao Yao, and the surname of Sect Master Luo." I don't know what do you think, ancestor? ”

Yunfu slowly opened his eyes and said, "It's not important. ”

The corners of Sima Xun's mouth twitched, and he guessed that the subtext of the ancestor must be: The child is happy.

Yunfu himself didn't care, and the child's name was officially determined.

Luo Jiuqiu and Yunfu are not the types that can take children, and there are probably two types of people in Yunfu's eyes, one is called Luo Jiuqiu, and the other is called someone other than Luo Jiuqiu.

And although Luo Jiuqiu loves children, she also loves freedom, and is used to being the shopkeeper, and the children are either thrown to Yonghuai or Murong Xun, and her three apprentices are also assisted by her.

In short, there are many people vying to take care of children.

Even the nameless high priest actually liked children very much, and he couldn't help but come forward to tease, and every time he smiled like an ordinary old woman, he was a little simple and simple.