Chapter 283: Pity

As the father of the child, how could he say such a blow to the child, Jin Jun seemed to understand his father's words, pouted and said: "Dad, when I grow up, I will be promising, when the time comes, I will kill all the villains in the world!" At the same time as he said this, a faint smile appeared on his white face, and a pair of small dimples appeared, the feminine aura just now had long disappeared, and he suddenly became a sunny and handsome little boy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

His father suddenly grabbed his head and squatted down, this is my good boy! A man who is too feminine will be stained with femininity, and he will look like a mother-in-law, and others will not like it, and finally, together with his own self-confidence, it will be very photographable!

Xiao Jinjun didn't seem to understand his father's words, stopped, his face flashed a little doubt, and asked softly: "Dad, what is mother-in-law, is mother-in-law mother-in-law mother?" Why have I never seen my mother, I miss her so much.

Xiao Jinjun's question seemed to poke his father's sadness, and suddenly his face was uneasy, and he complained a little, "Child, how many times have I told you, your mother is at home, and I am also helpless, so I took you into the door of the Bathing Sect." ”

Qin Xiaotian heard that he was lying to Xiao Jinjun, it turned out that he was a person with a story, among the disciples of the Bathing Sect, there were very few disciples who brought their families to cultivate immortals, like Xiao Jinjun and his father, which was very special;

"Senior brother, you see, Xiao Jinjun is much cuter than before, in this bathing sect, it is rare to have such a big child, and no one plays with him almost every day, which will also affect the child's growth. Qin Xiaotian said as if he had discovered a new continent.

For Xiao Jinjun's father, Qin Xiaotian is not familiar with it, he has been an ordinary disciple of mortal nationality for five years, when he brought Xiao Jinjun from a small mountain village at the southern end of thousands of miles away, he wandered at the foot of the bathing sect for several days, at that time he had all the coils and snacks on his body, and he was shy in his pocket, and Xiao Jinjun was only four or five years old at that time, crying all the way, crying and crying until a big man's heart was like a knife.

It turned out that since the birth of Xiao Jinjun, his family was poor, and his mother eloped with a man when he was two years old. From then on, his father single-handedly raised him. I couldn't stay at home, so I took Xiao Jinjun to the Bathing Sect.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously showed a sour expression on his face, and said lightly to Qin Xiaotian, "Senior brother, I have done nothing in my life, I plan to pin all my hopes on my son, do you think this child has the potential in this regard?"

Qin Xiaotian smiled, a person's birth is not important, the key is to rely on the cultivation of the day after tomorrow and their own efforts. This kid is already nine years old, and in my opinion, this age is the most suitable for being an immortal cultivator. If he persists, after the age of twenty, he should be well-known in the immortal cultivation world.

The man's round face showed a little gratitude, a sincere smile, and after a few twitches of his two slightly thick lips, this is a good idea, but I have been in the Bathing Sect for five years, and I am still an unknown ordinary disciple, doing some chores every day, what is the future? Therefore, I want to pin all my hopes on my son.

He had this kind of thought, Qin Xiaotian was completely understandable, because he was already a middle-aged man in his thirties, and he did not have a certain potential, so it was difficult for him to enter the ranks of the cultivators in the Bathing Sect, and his future was bleak, which was also the anxiety that every mortal disciple had.

Xiao Jinjun suddenly glanced at Qin Xiaotian a few times with a strange look, and then drooped his little head, a little shy, a child who has not yet fully understood, has such a shy expression, which is unimaginable for Qin Xiaotian.

Qin Xiaotian walked up to him with some pity, "Little friend, raise your head and let my brother take a look?" He began to refuse, feeling a lot stranger, and turned around again and ran to his father, "Dad, I'm hungry, let's go home, okay?"

The man's heart chuckled, "Home?" For a moment, his heart seemed to be dripping blood, how can there be a home? There was silence for a moment, so he added, yes, let's go home immediately. They were on the same road as Qin Xiaotian, the three of them walked side by side, Qin Xiaotian grinned at Xiao Jinjun, "You don't know me again!"

"Why are you ignoring your uncle, you kid?" the man complained.

No, it's big brother, I won't call him uncle, you see how young he is, how can he be my uncle? Qin Xiaotian was surprised for a while when he said this, don't look at this little Jin Jun's feminine appearance, but he is actually quite smart.

The three of them quickly entered the bungalow in the southern area, and Qin Xiaotian parted with them to say goodbye. The man took Xiao Jinjun's hand and said goodbye to the big brother! He turned around and waved his hand to Qin Xiaotian, "Big brother, we live in room 103 in the second district, I will come to play with you when I have time!"

"Well, I'll come to you. ”

Then Qin Xiaotian strode into the room where he lived. After sitting down, the figures of the Jin family's father and son flashed in front of him from time to time, especially the appearance of Xiao Jinjun, who was very similar to himself when he was a child. When Qin Xiaotian was a child, he used to be a shy and timid child, but as he grew up day by day, his personality changed a little.

He could see from the eyes of an eight- or nine-year-old Xiao Jinjun that he was a little ignorant of cultivating immortals, it could be said that he didn't understand at all, he followed his father every day, he was used to seeing some rough work, and he didn't go to school to study, if he wanted to become a cultivator in the bathing sect, it seemed to be more difficult than ascending to the sky.

That kid is pitiful enough, if you have the opportunity, you can also help him and let him receive education in cultivating immortals from an early age. Thinking of this, Qin Xiaotian's heart moved, "Why don't you take Xiao Jin Jun to find the sect master, maybe the sect master will take a fancy to him!"

Thinking of this, Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but leave the room and went straight to the bungalow in the second area. He came to the door of room 103 and knocked on it, and suddenly someone asked in the room, "Who?" Qin Xiaotian heard the voice of Xiao Jinjun, and said softly: "Little friend, I am the eldest brother, I came to see you." ”

Xiao Jinjun came out and opened the door, and saw Qin Xiaotian standing at the door, and smiled at him, "Brother, come in!" Qin Xiaotian was not polite, and walked in. "Where's your father? he must have gone to work!"

No, he said there wasn't much going on today and he could rest for an afternoon. He went to the kitchen to get me something to eat this time. The hut was a little messy, and the father and son depended on each other here, Qin Xiaotian thought to himself: "If you really bring Xiao Jinjun into the Immortal Gate, you must make his body stronger." So, without hesitation, he took out a bathing sect's best elixir from his robe bag, shook it in the palm of his hand, and said, "Little friend, look at what my brother has in his hand?

Xiao Jinjun saw that Qin Xiaotian had something delicious in his hand, and hurriedly reached out to grab it, "Big brother, I'm hungry, give it to me!" When my father brings the rice back, we will invite you to eat again.

Qin Xiaotian deliberately teased him, "Really, you can't lie to me, my brother's stomach is hungry too." ”

My brother is a good man, he is my big brother, how could I lie to you? Okay, come on, how about we pull the hook! Xiao Jinjun stretched out his white fingers and gently grabbed Qin Xiaotian's fingers, he felt that his little hands were very powerful, powerful and calm, not at all like an eight or nine-year-old child, has his potential not been tapped yet? )