The Nether Temple.

Xiao Qingchu wrinkled his face bitterly, wanted to cry, and pointed at Dump Junmo and complained angrily, "You are kidnapping!"

"My little boy, where have you ever seen a kidnapped person who eats and drinks so well. "Dumping Jun Mo was ordered to serve this little demon king of the mixed world, and after a few days, he was really unable to parry.

"I don't care, I'm going back to my daddy!"

"How are we fighting crickets?"

"I'm going back to my daddy!"

"How about I teach you how to ride a horse?"

"I'm going back to my daddy!"

"How about I take you to visit the Qinglou?"

"I'm going back to my daddy!"

“......”

Qing Chu would only say this sentence over and over again, and he rubbed his hair irritably, he was full of enthusiasm, but he still touched his nose, and even he felt very boring.

Dumping Junmo was worried about how to coax him. She had already grabbed the pure gold fruit plate on the table with one hand, and smashed it towards Dump Junmo angrily, her emotions collapsed to the extreme, and she cried loudly, "I'm going back to find my father!"

"Stinky boy, do you remember this king like this?" Shuyi stepped in from outside the door wrapped in wind and snow, stretched out his hand to catch the gold plate, and walked towards Xiao Qingchu with a smile.

Xiao Qingchu was sitting cross-legged on the collapse, but when he saw Shuyi, he was so frightened that he hurriedly got up, took two steps back, leaned his back against the wall, and looked at Shuyi with a wary face.

"What do you want to do to me, you beast?"

"Who made you call this king that? Shuyi stretched out his hand and took the stinky boy who didn't choose to say anything into his arms. Deliberately glared at him with a cold face.

"That's what my mother called you. Qing Chu was held in Shuyi's arms, he was still a little scared, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and his little face wrinkled even more pitifully.

Shuyi, "......" this situation, he only thought of one word, the upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked, a good son, was taught like this.

He pinched the little guy's face with hatred, and asked softly, "Do you want to see your mother?"

"Yes. The little one nodded like garlic.

Shu Yi saw that his clever and timid appearance was so unpleasant that he couldn't help pinching and pinching, "Then obediently follow this king." ”

Qing Chu shook his head, "We don't know each other well, why should I go with you, what if you sell me." ”

Shuyi kissed the little guy's face and raised his eyebrows at him, "It's ripe now." ”

"......" Qing Chu raised his hand in disgust and wiped it again. glared at him angrily: "You snatched my mother and made my father sad, sooner or later I will seek revenge on you!"

Shuyi raised the little guy in front of him and smiled and said, "You kid remember clearly, if you are only two months old, you should call this king Daddy, you know?"

Qing Chu didn't understand, glanced at Shuyi, and said chiseledly, "My father is the same dust as the light, and my father is the same dust as the light!"

"When you go back with this king, your mother will tell you. Shuyi's eyes sank, and he turned around and beckoned to Dump Jun Mo, "Come here." ”

Thinking that Shuyi sympathized with his hard work in taking care of this little devil and wanted to reward him, he stepped forward with a smile.

Shuyi stretched out his hand and slapped him on the head, "This king's son, you don't have some bad ideas, next time let this king hear the words of taking him to visit the Qinglou, this king will make you never touch a woman in your life." ”

poured into the ink, the face of the person "......" really became faster than turning a book.

Shuyi didn't look at him, and touched Chu Guang's slippery head. handed Qing Chu to him and instructed, "Pack up your things, and go back to Wuxinju with this king in a while, it's cold outside, and add more clothes to this kid." ”。