Quickly wear: My little husband is pampered and arrogant

"What I say is that I want the baby to know that he can't use spiritual energy indiscriminately in the future, and he can't be like them, you know?" Si Zhen lowered his eyes and looked at the little one in his arms. The more he looked at it, the more adorable he became. Fortunately, he raised it. .

Shang Xu reached out and touched his chin, then winked at him, smiled crookedly, and said in a soft and cute voice, "I know."

So cute!

His baby is so cute!

Si Zhen seemed to still be able to feel the warmth transmitted by the soft touch of his jaw. It was warm and comfortable, and then he cursed himself in his heart for being useless, as if he had never seen the world.

He clicked his tongue and pinched Shang Xu's little face. It was tender and soft. He was indeed a child. His skin was so good that it would turn red even if he pinched it lightly.

Then he said the most devastating words without any emotion, "Keep watching. I'll go back and teach you other things later. I'll practice for an extra hour."

"If you have talent, you must start from an early age. I have already planned out all the things you need to learn next. Just practice obediently, baby."

Shang Xu: "..."

Seeing her obedient and silent expression, Si Zhen thought she also liked his arrangement, and immediately felt very good, "You're so obedient."

I originally thought of continuing to tease the child, but at this time, a female voice sounded, her voice was so soft that it could drip water, "Sizhen Immortal Lord."

Shang Xu looked at the girl who appeared, with a beautiful face and a soft and frail face, and suddenly narrowed his eyes dangerously. Si Zhen suddenly covered her face with a palm, his hand was bigger than her face, and his vision instantly fell into darkness, above her head. The words that appeared were cold, "What is the baby looking at her for?"

Seeing that Si Zhen didn't answer her words, the girl was so angry that she clenched her feet and wanted to stamp her feet. She continued to speak softly, her words were very sweet, "Xianjun, my disciple has something to ask you. Can I talk to you?"

Si Zhen's cold eyes finally fell on the girl. Just as he was about to do something bloody, the leader hurriedly ran over and pulled the girl behind him, "Xian...Xianjun...I can't discipline...I Now take the evil girl Su Jin down to discipline her, and you can continue to watch the battle."

After the leader finished speaking, he did not dare to look at Si Zhen's expression, and dragged the girl away, fearing that his daughter would die in his hands.

Su Jin was so angry that he waved away the hand on her wrist and muttered dissatisfied, "Dad! Why are you pulling me here?! I wanted to talk to Xianjun the first time I saw him! Let me go back!"

The leader glared at her angrily, pinched her arm, and then slapped her on the back, "You bastard! What are you doing back here?! Stay away from the Immortal Lord from now on, do you hear me!" !”

"If something happens to you, your father and I can't protect you!"

Su Jin bit his lower lip and retorted unhappily, "The Immortal Lord is not that kind of person. I just want to meet him and see if I can be his disciple."

The leader was so angry that he slapped him in the face again, "Isn't he?! I am your father, how can I not understand it like you?! Will I harm you?!"

"Immortal Lord, he has already accepted a disciple. If you see the child in his arms, he is his new disciple. Don't let me use your brain in the future. Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking!"

"If you stick to me next time, you will be put in solitary confinement!"

Although he has many children, he will never let his children die. If this evil girl doesn't listen to her advice, he won't be able to save her.

Su Jin's eyes widened in disbelief, with some tears in his eyes, almost ready to cry, "Dad!! The Immortal Lord has accepted a disciple?! What should I do with my daughter?!"

"I have dreamed of being his apprentice since I was a child. Today I finally met him, but he accepted him as his apprentice?!"

The more Su Jin spoke, the more aggrieved she became, as if it was Si Zhen's fault. She pushed the manager aside and ran away crying, leaving the manager furious.

Here, Si Zhen removed his hand and looked at Shang Xu's whole little face being covered with red. He felt an inexplicable feeling of guilt for bullying a child in his heart. However, what he said was this, "I'll stare at you again next time." While others are looking at it, I just gouge your eyes out and drink the wine, every part of it is delicious for children."

Shang Xu: "..."

He eats at every turn, and he doesn’t know who taught him.

Shang Xu picked up Sizhen's hand and put it on his eyes, saying in an indulgent tone, "dig for brother."

Si Zhen pinched her face and continued to scare a child who had lived for who knows how long, "Grow it up, it will not taste good if it is too small."

"Come here." As he said this, he lifted Shang Xu's little head, lowered his head and blew her face gently, "Is it still hot?"

Shang Xu shook his head and smiled at him, "It's not hot."

"Brother, blow again."

"Punching on the nose and on the face?" Si Zhen smiled and blew again before hugging the little person, holding her hand and continuing to watch the battle, "Okay, baby, be good."

A small episode did not affect the people competing below at all. Everyone's attention was focused on the field, and no one paid attention to what just happened.

The selection of inner disciples of the Wanglin Sect usually doesn't select many people. After all, there are very few talented people. However, a young man with outstanding appearance attracts the attention of all the elders.

The boy who was dueling looked towards Si Zhen consciously or unconsciously, with a faint smile on his lips.

Si Zhen's eyes were unclear when he came into contact with him. He was somewhat familiar with who it was...

The young man quickly withdrew his gaze and continued fighting. His own explosive power was so shocking that the elders watching the battle all followed their beards and their eyes revealed shrewd plans. "Don't fight with me later. I like this disciple." Well, Qingfeng and I lack such disciples who are good at using formations."

"Elder Jingxuan is not afraid to back down when he speaks big words. Your peak is suitable for practicing magic. If you want to learn the formation well, you have to come to my Phantom Peak."

"Don't tell me, this disciple is suitable for elixir refining, his talent seems to be good, and he has a golden spiritual root, which absorbs spiritual energy quickly, making it easier to refine elixirs."

To say what each sect lacks most, the one that most lacks must be alchemists.

Pills are very important. They can replenish spiritual energy, heal physical injuries, improve cultivation, etc.

However, refining it requires sufficient spiritual energy support to refine it. The spiritual energy of cultivators is easily exhausted, so there are very few alchemists, so that their status is very high in Xuanling Continent.

Naturally, the young man could not hear the scene of the elders vying for him, and was concentrating on facing his opponents.

The opponent's strength cannot be underestimated, but who lets him meet him...

Not long after, only the young man was left in the arena, and a loud voice came out, "Congratulations to outer disciple Luo Cen for his victory! He has obtained the qualification of inner disciple!"

Hearing this, the remaining disciples were envious and jealous, "When will I be allowed to choose an inner disciple?!"

"Stop talking, we disciples who are not even qualified to compete are the worst off."

"Alas! That's the truth, you'd better train well."

Before selecting the inner disciples, a series of competitions will be conducted, and only those who are qualified to enter the inner disciple selection competition will be held.

Si Zhen did not watch all the competitions. After Luo Cen's game ended, he hugged Shang Xu and left.

Luo Cen glanced at the two people leaving, an unknown smile flashed in his eyes, and then he began to deal with the elders who came to fight for him.