I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

Wu Xuanzi's return didn't bring much disturbance to the town, but after Bu Fan's family came here, there were always two little old men bickering, which added some color to Bu Fan's comfortable life.

And Song Xiaochun has always kept in mind Bu Fan's teachings since Yang Yulan became pregnant, and spent more time with his pregnant wife, otherwise his wife would easily suffer from depression during pregnancy.

Although Song Xiaochun didn't know what depression was, as long as it was a disease, it wouldn't be a good thing.

So, for the first time, he put down his sword and accompanied Yang Yulan around.

Seeing Yang Yulan's stomach swell a little, Song Xiaochun couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, but he knew it might be a kind of responsibility.

This scene made Song Yuanwai and Mrs. Song deeply moved.

Sure enough, men only grow up after they have children.

And Yang Yulan was also a little moved.

After getting along for so long, she naturally knew what kind of person her husband was, but he was able to put down the sword in his hand and accompany her for the sake of her and the child.

Although when they were together, they spent more time in silence than talking, but there was always an indescribable sweetness in her heart.

"Husband, what do you say is the name of this unborn child?"

Yang Yulan reached out and touched her swollen belly, her eyes were full of kindness.

"I've been a sword all my life, so the child should be called Song Jian!" Song Xiaochun said without thinking.

"What if it's a daughter?"

Although Song Yuanwai and Mrs. Song said that they like both men and women, but as a woman, Yang Yulan still hopes that the child in her belly will be a boy.

But it's not up to her to decide whether to have a boy or a girl.

"daughter?"

Song Xiaochun frowned.

Yang Yulan's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that the husband doesn't like his daughter?

"You have to think carefully about your daughter's name, don't be sloppy!!" Song Xiaochun's indifferent face showed seriousness.

Yang Yulan: "..."

In other words, you just picked the boy's name at will?

However, she was still very happy in her heart, as long as her husband didn't dislike her daughter.

Looking at the two snuggling together in the pavilion, a white cat hiding in the dark in the distance silently drank two bottles of aged vinegar.

Compared with the sour smell of Song's house, Bu Fan's house looks ordinary, and it can't be said to be ordinary, because at the moment two old guys are arguing about playing chess with him,

"Old blind man, as far as your three-legged cat's chess skills are concerned, don't be ashamed of yourself. I think you should go back and brew your wine again. Let me play this chess with you sir!" Wu Xuanzi said.

"Damn, what a disgrace, your chess skills are not much better in front of Mr.!" The old beggar said angrily, "Let's talk about wine making, don't worry about it."

Seeing the two old men arguing with each other to play chess with him, Bu Fan knew that he should stop it, otherwise his small place would not be able to bear it if the two started fighting.

"How about the two of you play a game, whoever wins, play with me again!"

"That's a good idea!" Wu Xuanzi quickly echoed.

"You poor old man, don't think that your chess skills are so great. I have played chess with my husband a lot during this time!" The old beggar was not afraid at all.

"Then come!"

Next, Wu Xuanzi and the old beggar rolled up their sleeves, and started playing chess as if they were about to fight. Bu Fan looked at it for a few times, but then stopped.

To be honest, the chess skills of the two are nothing to watch.

He sat on the side and brushed up his friends' messages.

[Your friend Han Gang, with the help of a Mahayana monk, entered the Cave of the Transcending Tribulation Monk]

[Your friend Han Gang was abandoned by Mahayana monks, was attacked by poisonous insects, and was seriously injured]

[Your disciple Qi Shi was hunted down by a monk, strayed into an ancient magic circle, and was sent to a wild land]

【Your disciple Qi Shi was attacked by barbarians】

【Your friend Zhou Shanyue learned a supernatural power from the fragments of the Xuantian Spirit Treasure】

【Your friend Huo Qilin is spreading the word】

……

Last time, Han Gang was captured by a Mahayana monk, but this time he actually entered the monk's cave with the Mahayana monk.

There are only two possibilities. The first is that Han Gang is threatened, and the other is that Han Gang and the Mahayana monk cooperate to enter the Cave of the Transcending Tribulation Monk to seek opportunities.

If it is the first type, it is understandable for Han Gang to be abandoned. After all, a tool man throws it away when he is done using it.

But if it is the second type, then this world of cultivating immortals really has no reputation at all.

However, Han Gang was really unlucky.

First, he was stabbed and betrayed by his teammates, and now he is abandoned. Sure enough, this world of cultivating immortals is full of intrigues.

And Qi Shi, Bu Fan didn't know what to say.

He could understand being hunted down in Dashu, how could Qi Shi offend a top sect in Dashu before.

But he was also attacked when he went to a wild place, and he could only blame his bad character.

In fact, Qi Shi was also very helpless.

He was inexplicably teleported to a savage land, surrounded by a tall and burly barbarian, because the two sides did not understand the language, they started fighting without saying a word.

Let me explain in advance that the gang of barbarians did it first.

……

An hour later, Wu Xuanzi and the old beggar finally came to a conclusion, and it was Wu Xuanzi who won. It was not surprising that Wu Xuanzi was better than the old beggar in terms of chess skills.

But the old beggar was unconvinced, "I am not convinced, chess skills are your strong point as a poor old man, you have to let me play a few games at least to be fair!"

"If you lose, you lose, and you have to be willing to gamble and admit defeat!" Wu Xuanzi stroked his beard in a spirited manner.

"Compete with me if you have the guts!" The old beggar stared angrily.

"Okay, okay, you have also played chess for a long time, and you should be tired, why don't we drink tea!" Bu Fan on the side hurriedly smoothed things over.

Wu Xuanzi and the old beggar stopped talking immediately, and the faces of the two were more or less happy.

Because the two of them were afraid of being disgusted by this supreme being, they never deliberately asked for anything, but let nature take its course, and they took whatever opportunity this supreme being gave them.

Naturally, the expressions of Wu Xuanzi and Bu Fan couldn't be hidden from Bu Fan, and Bu Fan couldn't help but laugh, so he just drank tea and saw how happy they were.

However, speaking of his tea art, no one can match him in this world.

boil water.

tea.

Bu Fan's every move is like a fairy coming out of a painting, sitting there quietly, with a table, a pot, a person, a valley, indescribably elegant and comfortable.

Immediately, a faint fragrance of tea gradually dissipated. Wu Xuanzi and the old beggar enjoyed smelling it, and suddenly they both trembled.

"This tea is a little different from the past?"

Wu Xuanzi suddenly opened his eyes. There was a faint wave of aura in the tea, which was obviously a spiritual tea grown from a spiritual spring.

The old beggar also found something different about this tea.

"It's a little different. I got this tea by accident. Why don't you two taste it?" Bu Fan stretched out his hand and smiled elegantly.

In fact, this tea was grown in Tianyan Space, but this cannot be said for sure, it can only be said that he obtained this tea by chance.