Mo Miao ran to Zhang Muliu's side on tiptoe, first turned to Xiao Pan and arched his hands high, and shouted "See the emperor's master", and then sat next to Zhang Muliu, the little girl smelled the wine smell of the young man in white, and couldn't help frowning, but she was still very close.

Xiao Pan couldn't cry or laugh when he was called by the emperor, and looked at Zhang Muliu as if he was helpless to ask for help, Zhang Muliu pouted lightly, as if to say, "I have nothing to do with her", the Emperor of Daliang could only take out a jade pendant from his arms, put his head in front of Mo Miaomiao, and said with a smile:

"Your name is Miao Miao, right? If you don't call the emperor in the future, I will give you this jade pendant, it will shine at night!"

As soon as Mo Miaomiao heard that it would be bright at night, she already wanted it, but she still looked at Zhang Muliu. After the young man in white smiled and nodded, she took the jade pendant, two small hands held the jade pendant in the palm of her hand, leaving only a slit in the two thumbs, closed one eye and looked in with both hands, and then shouted very happily: "Ah!

Then the little girl looked at Xiao Pan with appreciation, and smiled from ear to ear: "Then I will call you the emperor's young master in the future, right? I heard that the emperor is a very big official, so I have to respect you!"

Zhang Muliu held back a smile hard, rubbed Mo Miaomiao's head and said, "Miao Miao is right, we have to respect the emperor's young master!"

Xiao Pan is already dead, it seems that when this little girl is determined to call herself, no matter what is behind her, she must add the word emperor in front.

Brother Zhang is really, it's better when he only drank and didn't like to talk in the past.

Zhang Muliu suddenly sighed, looked at Xiao Pan and shook his head, raised his hands to look at it, and shook his head again. Xiao Pan cast a puzzled look, and the young man in white immediately said: "The Yue Kingdom where the three of us went together back then, after seeing Shi Jiaming in Luoyang some time ago, I was already very shocked, I didn't expect you, the kid who disappeared back then, and I was looking for it, turned into an emperor! Alas, I have no power or power!"

It was indeed said that Xiao Pan's pain was hit, the young emperor stood up and scooped up a scoop of wine, took a sip, and said with a wry smile: "I, the emperor, deserve to be aggrieved, I left Jinling for the first time in three years when Peng Ze was flooded." I was able to come to see you this time, big brother, and I really entrusted the blessing of that Beishan Bo, you see that there are five Jindan monks on your feet, and I am afraid that they will even take off the shoes first when I wash my feet. ”

Zhang Muliu gently put his hand on Mo Miaomiao's back, and the little girl quickly fell asleep, and the young man in white smiled and said, "Is there only five golden pills?"

Xiao Pan's face suddenly sank like water, it seems that these people are not actually coming for Zhang Mu today.

Zhang Muliu stood up, his clothes turned from white to gray, and then he looked up at the sea of clouds and said with a smile: "What do you say?

Out of thin air, there was an extra young man in the courtyard, holding a white silk with blood, and said to Zhang Muliu with a smile: "How did you find out?"

The young man who changed into a gray coat sneered: "The acting skills are clumsy. ”

Lu Zhongyun laughed, the white silk in his hand slowly turned bloody, and then the feathers became longer and rolled over, like barbs.

He first said to Xiao Pan:

"The assassination of Emperor Liang by the Marquis of the Great Song Dynasty will spread that the entire southern part of Shengshenzhou will tremble. ”

Xiao Pan sneered and said: "It seems that Empress Lu can't rest assured that I, the adopted son, can't be relieved after all! ”

Zhang Muliu patted the young man on the shoulder and said slowly: "According to my estimate, I am afraid that the person who rescued you back then was not the people sent by Lu Hou. And now the senior who protected Xiao Pan has become one of the stone statues in Meng Junze!"

Lu Zhongyun smiled: "It's really smart, but it's a lot of nonsense!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Muliu was already in a desert, and the young man in gray with a sword on his back shook his head, and a circle of ripples rose from under his feet, and he returned to the courtyard in an instant. Lu Zhongyun, who was not far away, smiled and rushed straight to the sea of clouds, Zhang Muliu put his hands behind him, and also rushed to the sky after a roar.

A roar alarmed Zhuolu City, and of course, the Wind Dart Bureau was no exception. When Chen Xinzuo ran into the courtyard, Zhang Muliu was already gone, and he could gallop on the foundation, but he couldn't stay in the air for a long time, and he was not a swordsman, so he could only wait here.

Xiao Pan's face on the side was very ugly, and the five Jindan monks gathered around were actually indifferent? It seems that his team is just what Empress Lu wants to have!

After a while, Xu Wanhe's father and daughter also arrived in the courtyard, a chivalrous man and a woman who had just entered the refining of qi did not know why, but the fool could guess that someone must be looking for something. Xu Wanhe walked to the edge of the wine vat and gently picked up Mo Miaomiao, looking up at the sky.

Who have you met along the way? Liu Laohan eating watermelon under the willow tree in Fengcheng, Mo Zhanyuan on the edge of the Han Emperor's Mausoleum, which one is not a master here? With you alone, Lu Zhongyun wants to pretend to be here with me? You are not enough grandson!

What I learned in the dream for three thousand years is so complicated, that slap actually has a small technique, if it is just an ordinary person, it will be fine to hit the body at all! A low-level monk will not have any major problems, but the higher the cultivation, the more serious the injury will seem.

The second time I went to the tailor's shop, the story should have been true, and so should the people. The old woman is also smart enough, and when she saw that Zhang Muliu's eyes had changed a little, she told her own story, so that the people who were hiding in the dark thought that Zhang Muliu thought that the old woman's daughter had suffered something wrong. Later, he didn't mention the scissors, so he didn't return the two things to Zhang Muliu when he took the clothes. It was also thanks to that story that Mo Miaomiao felt very sad, and forgot to give scissors and needlework, and the little girl remembered it after returning to the dart game.

The old woman was actually trying to manipulate the pale blue fabric. But how did he know what kind of material that piece of cloth was?

So Zhang Muliu didn't rush to the door, and it wasn't until Xiao Pan came to the door that Zhang Muliu understood what this Beishan Bo wanted to do.

Xiao Pan inquired about his whereabouts, then Empress Lu must have known that the Great Song Dynasty had sealed a sword candidate, and Zhang Muliu, the son of King Xuan, must have known earlier than Zhang Muliu. So all of a sudden, it's connected. The young emperor should have gone to Zhuolu to wait for Zhang Muliu before April, but who knew that Zhang Muliu would be inexplicably knocked unconscious and fell asleep for three months, so the little emperor could only control the water in Pengze, and was not allowed to come to Zhuolu until January ago.

The piles are connected one by one, and it is not difficult to guess that this Beishan Bo actually wants to kill Xiao Pan and replace him!

Obviously, they are all in the infancy stage, and they are thinking about being an emperor with all their hearts?

Zhang Muliu looked at the self-confident Beishan Uncle and shook his head secretly. Bai Jian should be the feather of an ancient bird, and before plucking it off, it sucked the essence and blood of that ancient bird in a secret way, so it became the current blood color. If it's against the demon clan, it's a good surprise soldier.

The young man with the sword on his back smiled at Lu Zhongyun and said, "You can't beat me, do you want to call someone?"

Lu Zhongyun also smiled and said, "Don't worry, you will definitely be full of this meal, but you should worry more about that little girl." ”

Zhang Muliu really didn't want to hit him, but he couldn't see the person in front of him looking begging, and shook his head and said, "You really haven't heard of Lan Jun Susha?"

Lu Zhongyun's face was ugly, one of the three major plain yarns, and the monks below the Taoist could not hurt him in the slightest.

Zhang Muliu didn't want to use You Fang, but he just wanted to summon the gentian, but found that the silver spear was too timid, and You Fang only showed a wisp of sword qi, and this gentian became a rat gall, and he refused to come out.

The two looked like old friends chatting, in fact, Lu Zhongyun was waiting for someone, and Zhang Muliu was waiting for Lu Zhongyun and others.

Not long after, there was another figure in the sea of clouds, Zhang Muliu smiled, sure enough, it was the real person of the Yue Kingdom who hurt himself a lot back then, and Empress Lu really made a lot of money! Not to mention that she was not soft at all in killing a child raised by her, let's just say that these two Yuanying monks, plus the real person of the Liang State Protector who was hiding on the side, already looked down on Zhang Muliu very much.

You Fang came out of the sheath, Zhang Muliu held the sword in one hand and the other, and said with a bright smile: "Everyone is here, right?"

The two on the opposite side looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly swept out.

Lu Zhongyun slashed at Zhang Muliu with a red silk in his hand, and blood kept pouring towards the gray-clothed young man. The real person who protected the country of Yue was dressed in a cyan robe, and the dust in his hand was divided into countless white threads, and stabbed at Zhang Muliu's body from all directions.

The young man in gray was just holding a sword for defense, and he hadn't taken out his sword yet, he was actually still waiting for someone.

Lu Zhongyun and the others couldn't attack for a long time, and they were also a little frightened. Even if he had an ancient immortal sword in his hand that gave birth to spiritual wisdom, his own cultivation was no more than a primordial infant, and it was so difficult!

In that case, then don't hide it anymore!

Several long purple lines were drawn from the distance of the clouds, and a group of purple-clothed people came here, three yuan babies and six gold pills. At the front of those purple-clothed monks was a young man, who pointed his sword at Zhang Muliu, his eyes were grim:

"Shame on the criminals!"

Zhang Muliu smiled: "You really look up to me!"

After saying that, he suddenly took out his sword and pointed at Lu Zhongyun. With just one blow, Lu Zhongyun was repelled by a hundred zhang, and when he turned around and slashed towards the cyan Dao robe, the torturer was already behind him, Zhang Muliu had to turn back to block the sword, but the purple-clothed monk in the distance also came closer, and he was hit hard by the green robe Daoist before he could block one or two moves, and he fell straight to the east.

Lin Mound was hit by Mo Miaomiao's father on the edge of the mound, and he has not completely recovered so far, but fortunately, the heart of holding the sword is becoming more and more firm, and in the face of several Yuan Infants, it is not without the strength to fight back.

Zhang Muliu raised his body, and the sword went higher, and the Zhuolu City under his feet became extremely small and small in a short time.

In the backyard of the Wind Dart Bureau, Xiao Pan frowned and shouted, "He Zhenren, do you think that the person who protects me is only one Void Refining Cultivator?"

A man in a Taoist robe hidden in the sea of clouds was pressed against his forehead by a flying sword the size of a palm, and this protector He Zhenren already had a chill down his spine.

The great monks have returned to their hometowns one after another, and the Nanshan Daotong is not easy to mess with! And now Longhu Mountain is in the territory of Liang State.

The Young Emperor continued: "The Queen Mother doesn't miss the love of mother and son, but I was indeed raised by her, so I don't care. But what kind of thing are you? If you go to help again today, Xiao Pan will never die with you!"

After integrating the world, the kingdom of the world has long been not something that could be defeated by a Yuanying monk in the past. For hundreds of years, even small countries have been worshiped by monks.

This He Zhenren had to smile bitterly, close his eyes and sit in the sea of clouds, no longer thinking about the side.

Protecting the country and real people are all cultivating the Tao, in order to have no desires and no desires. can sit in the red dust of the world for a hundred years, how can it not provoke some of the atmosphere. Besides, the southern river of Shengshenzhou is the boundary, but all the disciples of the Dao Sect respect the Heavenly Gate in the south, and respect the south in the north! The little monk portals are like Jingwei, although they have their own waters, but they still have to go into the sea after all, because the true meaning of the Dao Law is orthodox in the two Dao Gates.

Xiao Pan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thanks to Brother Zhang secretly sacrificing this flying sword full of the true meaning of the Daomen, otherwise he would really not be able to bluff this old man.

Where is there a monk who protects Xiao Pan, there is only one, not long ago, for the sake of the righteousness of the world, he and many predecessors turned into stone statues to guard Daze!

At a very high place above the sea of clouds, the purple-clothed sword-wielding criminal soldier sneered: "I have crossed the river with mud bodhisattvas, and I still have the heart to worry about the foolish people under my feet?"

Zhang Muliu didn't pay attention to this young man who was provoked by his own shot, but looked at Lu Zhongyun and asked, "What happened to that old woman?"

Lu Zhongyun was very happy, and said with a smile: "She is an old woman, how many years can she live, what can I do for her?"

Zhang Muliu nodded, put You Fang in front of him, and said helplessly to the sea of clouds under his feet: "When do you want to see it, I really want to be beaten half to death, so I can save a hero?"

A very light looking long sword burst out from the sea of clouds, piercing the heads of several purple-clothed monks in an instant. At this time, a woman dressed in red flew out of the sea of clouds, and several dodged to Zhang Muliu's side and pouted at Zhang Muliu:

"I know how long it has been since I packed garlic and cracked jujubes?"

Zhang Muliu's face was strange, and after looking around, he said helplessly: "I'm injured!"

The two sword cultivators are both Yuan Babies who can be used for several purposes. Lu Zhongyun's face changed suddenly, and he shouted downward: "He Zhenren, really don't make a move?"

There was no response in the sea of clouds.

Everyone has already retreated, and the reason why such a big battle is to deal with a young man is because even if the real protector of the Song Kingdom is distracted, he still loses to the young man. At this time, there was another woman who was on the same footing, and it was hard to say whether she would win or lose.

Li Qiushui looked at the Qingpao Taoist, his eyes were very indifferent, this real person who protected the country by himself really didn't regard himself as a human being.

Before separating from Zhang Muliu, Liqiushui asked Zhang Muliu for a favor in the future, and Zhang Muliu also asked Liqiushui to help investigate the real protector of Yueguo. She knew that this old guy had come here a month ago, and she had already told Zhang Muliu, so Zhang Muliu had been waiting for someone, at first waiting for the real person of Yue Guo to protect the country, and then waiting for Liqiushui. Those porcelain-like children of the Xing clan didn't take them seriously at all, and the Yuan Infant who only became one by virtue of the empowerment, to be honest, really couldn't help but use a sword.

Even if Zhang Muliu is still seriously injured and has not recovered, he is just worried that He Zhenren, who will not be able to frighten Liang Guo.

Now that the autumn water is coming, let's cut people!

Do you want to retreat now? Can you let it go? When I made a big fuss about Yue Guo, I didn't know that the Xing clan had anything to do with the incident in Xiaozhushan, but I just couldn't see those people bullying people. When they arrived outside Chang'an City, Qiao Yushan and Qiao Lei talked about the purple-clothed monk, and they immediately understood everything.

Back then, Zhang Muliu was stopped by the real people who protected the country of Yue, but it was far more than just stopping. The Taoist man who held the dust whisk in his hand ignored the half-dead prince of Yue Guo who was beaten at all, but after hearing what he said about Zhang Muliu of Zhushan, he chased and beat himself fiercely, forcing himself to the border of Wu State.

It's just that he once shared a piece of Xiaozhushan's pie, and later saw that Jin Dan, who was fourteen or fifteen years old, or walked out of that village, how could he not be shocked?

When Shi Jiaming found Zhang Muliu, the young man was covered in blood and almost died. In the next three years, refining the heart was actually recuperating from injuries.

Lu Zhongyun set up a bureau to seize the position, and Zhang Mu entered the bureau just for the Tsing Yi Taoist named Shan Yuyu!

Zhang Muliu suddenly overflowed with a body of blue flames, his momentum skyrocketed, and he pointed his long sword at Shan Yu, the fire in his body became more and more turbulent, and he said:

"You must die today, and if you don't die, you must die!"

A sword qi seemed to be about to break through the heavens and the earth and went towards Shan Yu, tearing through the white silk interlaced in front of him, splitting it into two, and the flesh and blood in the middle of the air were blurred. A palm-sized baby wants to escape. But he was dragged by Zhang Muliu from afar, and when he wanted to pull it back, a spear condensed by spiritual energy stabbed from behind, and Zhang Muliu had to dodge sideways, but he was still cut by a gust of wind.

There was only a terrible scream, and the little primordial baby had been dissipated and invisible.

Zhang Muliu frowned, he didn't feel where the owner of this spear was, and the absolute minimum was a monk of the Dao Period.

This is to kill people and kill people!

There was only one criminal soldier left who had already beheaded the criminal monk from Qiushui, so at this time, there were only four people left in the sky above the sea of clouds. Lu Zhongyun had no intention of fighting, only the criminal soldiers still looked like they were going to tear Zhang Muliu alive.

The gray-clothed young man smashed the criminal soldier with a sword qi in his hand, and after reaching out to hold his Yuan Ying in his hand, he said coldly:

"Back then, I said that I would meet once and fight once, and I would find myself unhappy. ”

Zhang Muliu was in a very bad mood, if he held the Yuan Ying who was more than a single man, he would at least know a lot of news. It's just that I didn't expect this kind of story in a picture book novel to happen to me, and the person behind it doesn't seem simple!

Lu Zhongyun was already like ashes, and he had done such a big game, he thought he was the one holding the fishing rod, but he didn't expect that he was just a bait hung on the hook by others. Just as he was thinking about how to save his life, a sword had already slapped horizontally on the top of his head, and the Beishan Bo, who thought he was hiding deeply, fell straight to the east.

The woman in red wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end she really couldn't hold back, and whispered: "Do you really kill a real person who protects the country?

Zhang Muliu didn't speak, in fact, he didn't know how to answer. After taking a look at the autumn water, he flew towards the Wind Dart Bureau, and when he reached the sea of clouds, he kicked out of thin air, and then he snorted again.

When he returned to the courtyard, Lu Zhongyun had already smashed a big hole in the ground, and people were lying in it without knowing whether they were alive or dead. He Zhenren is better, and he can still move.

Seeing this scene, Li Qiushui stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, and said helplessly:

"You're such a troublemaker! You've offended three of the four great powers. I estimate that in the future, in addition to not daring to meddle in internal affairs, the real people of the countries will not dare to provoke you Zhang Muliu!"

The young man listened to the nagging of the woman in red on the side, frowned, and said:

"It's only been a long time since I haven't seen you, why haven't I talked so much?"

No, it didn't take long for Zhang Muliu, after all, he also slept for a while. Seeing that he was about to draw his sword from Qiushui, Zhang Muliu had no choice but to say: "It's wrong, it's wrong, I'll talk well." ”

After speaking, he stepped forward and stepped on Lu Zhongyun again, which was enough to step on this Beishan Bo back to the foundation building realm. Then walked in front of He Zhenren, and was about to raise his feet, Xiao Pan in the rear hurriedly grabbed the young man, and the young emperor said helplessly:

"Okay, give it to me, and I'll promise to give you an explanation later!"

Zhang Muliu gave up at this time, walked to Xu Wanhe and hugged Mo Miaomiao, and the little girl slept very sweetly. Zhang Muliu secretly checked the clothes on Mo Miaomiao's body again, and found nothing abnormal before slowly carrying him into the room and sitting on the edge of the bed for a long time.

In fact, I'm not afraid that it's fake, if Mo Miaomiao has something good or bad, he really can't explain it to the father and son. It's just that I've been working hard and enduring for a month, and in the end I still haven't caught anything, and I really feel a little angry in my heart.

I don't know what Xiao Pan said to the two, and when Zhang Mu came out, only Liqiushui and Xiao Pan were left in the courtyard.

Xiao Pan saw Zhang Mu flowing out, lowered his head and said:

"Big brother, I let Lu Zhongyun go, he is still useful to me now. ”

Zhang Muliu smiled, nodded at the young emperor, turned around and regained a stinky face, and said lightly: "It's okay to go back and report to the Queen Mother, or continue to squat here, I won't care." But if there is even a little accident in this dart game, you all have to weigh yourself carefully, can I cut a few swords?"

In a small courtyard not far away, the five Jindan monks smiled bitterly one by one, and the two real people who protected the country were killed and injured.

Xiao Pan talked to Zhang Muliu again, and he was also on Qiushui's side, and the three of them chatted until Xiao Pan left after dark. Zhang Muliu, who changed into white clothes again, sent Xiao Pan to the door, and the young emperor turned back to Zhang Muliu after walking a few steps, smiling brightly: "It's great to see you carrying a sword."

A few years ago on the beach in Leizhou, Shi Jiaming once said a word to Xiao Pan, who was still very young.

"If only he had a sword on his back!"

A large vat of wine in the courtyard has been drunk for two days, and there is still more than half of it left! So the young man who had changed into white picked up the scoop again and began to dig up the wine and drink, and the Liqiushui on the side rolled his eyes when he saw it.

After a while, Li Qiushui suddenly asked, "Where are the Qilin and your black spear?"

Zhang Muliu smiled bitterly, and told him about the fact that he had been beaten by someone that day and slept for more than three months, and that Qing Ye went to Lin Mound, and told him all about it.

When the woman in red heard this, she did not sneer at Zhang Muliu as usual, but was a little sad, and the woman snatched half a scoop of wine from Zhang Muliu's hand, drank it violently, and said to the young man:

"The stone statue of Peng Ze is an old man, hanging in the middle of the water, using a black gun as a rod, as if he was fishing. ”

Zhang Muliu was silent for a moment, then snatched the scoop with a sip of wine left, and drank it dry before he said slowly:

"I guessed, if I went to the Linzuka with the young man, I would only have no sense, but when I called it, it didn't seem to want to come back. ”

got up again, scooped up a scoop of wine, took a sip and said, "That's an old-timer who has hurt me and helped me!"

On this day, the wind dart bureau was very lively, and a group of people set up a row of tables in the courtyard, rolling the skin, and the stuffing. Mo Miaomiao squeezed between Liqiushui and Zhang Muliu, wanting to help, but couldn't reach the table, so she pointed to You Fang on Zhang Muliu's back, You Fang was very well-behaved, and directly dragged the little girl up, and the few teenagers on the side were really envious.

Li Qiushui glanced at the little girl beside her, Mo Miaomiao hurriedly grabbed Zhang Muliu, pouted and said, "My brother won't marry you as a daughter-in-law!"

Zhang Muliu was almost choked by a mouthful of spittle, and wiped the little girl's face with the flour on his hand, the little girl was very aggrieved, and after snorting, she turned to the middle of Chen Xinzuo and Xu Wanhe, and the little girl asked with a smile: "Is Brother Xin Zuo going to marry Sister Wanhe in the future?"

Both of them had a big red face, but everyone else laughed happily, Xu Baozhou finally agreed to Xu Wanhe to follow Chen Xinzuo to Luoyang.

Late at night, Xu Baozhou, a very chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes, sat alone on the steps in front of his door, carrying wine and muttering: "I didn't expect to take in an apprentice and kidnap my daughter." ”

The man was depressed alone for a while, then raised his head and said with a smile on his face: "Damn, Xin Zuo is a good boy, you can relax!"

Zhang Muliu took Mo Miaomiao's hand and left Zhulu City, Chen Xinzuo took Xu Wanhe to Luoyang, and they could have more contact with Tengshuang in the future. Liqiushui has also left, and left silently.

Last night's dumplings, even if it was past the winter solstice, it would be even more cold and freezing in the future, but fortunately, Mo Miaomiao had a dress made of blue silk, but she didn't feel cold.

The old woman was fine, and she was very happy when she saw Zhang Muliu coming to get the scissors. Crying and telling Zhang Muliu that her grandson had been captured by them before, and the gang had sprinkled some water on her clothes, but she really couldn't help it.

Zhang Muliu just smiled and said, "It's good that the old woman's family is safe!"

Why do you have to rush to see your mother before the Chinese New Year, you have to send it if you believe it! But Jinling has to be bypassed if he is killed, not to mention how the queen mother will treat him, Qiao Yushan will inevitably be scolded.

Xiao Pan's kid has also grown up and knows to leave a way back for himself. Zhang Muliu never felt that self-interest was a bad thing, or that sentence, as long as there was a degree. It's just that when Xiao Pan is really in power in the future, no one knows what he will become.

Snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky, Zhang Muliu picked up Mo Miaomiao, and said to the little girl with a smile: "I used to like a song very much, but the place I like is different from most people." ”

Mo Miaomiao asked, "Which one?"

Zhang Muliu looked up at the west and said softly:

"Snow flies like poplar flowers!"

......

It snowed in Hongdu for a long time, and a girl in a pink cotton coat stood at the door and looked at the white street outside, and said to the porter over and over again:

"When my brother-in-law comes, he will wear a green shirt and lead a blue donkey, you must remember. If you don't tell me in time, I'll ask Daddy to deduct your money!"

This girl is now guarding the door every day, but whenever she sees the man who came to find Hu Xiaoxiao, she says: "I already have a brother-in-law, don't come again." ”

In less than half a year, Hu Sasa did look taller

Hu Sasa stood up and walked to the street, looked up at the snowflakes that were not very common in his hometown, and said to himself:

"Why don't you come yet? I'll grow taller if I don't come again!"