Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

"Is this the beginning?"

Seeing this, Su Chenghu took out the meeting gift he had prepared from his storage bag.

It is a long sword that is completely black. The sword is extremely tough and sharp. Just taking a look at it makes people sincerely feel that this must be a magical weapon.

"This is a long sword I picked up while traveling when I was young, so I gave it to you. Although we are medical cultivators, we cannot be without combat power. Although this long sword is not a universally known artifact, it is better than It's a divine weapon, but it's not much different, so I'll just use it reluctantly, and if I come across a good one in the future, my uncle will find it for you."

The understatement of "picking up" covered up everything about being in danger and narrowly escaping from the secret realm.

As a good friend, Xu Chang naturally knew where the sword came from.

Raising his eyebrows in surprise, Xu Chang said, "What about you?"

There are only a handful of artifacts alive in the world of immortality today. One can imagine how rare they are to be comparable to the artifacts.

This sword was given away as a gift. When did Lao Song become so generous?

Su Chenghu knew his friend's surprise, and smiled slightly on his face that still looked gentle and elegant despite his age: "The little guy is very eye-catching."

Originally, Song Wenxian only prepared a defensive robe, which was not considered provocative, but it was enough as a greeting gift.

But for some reason, after seeing his friend's new apprentice, Su Chenghu subconsciously took out the sword. As for the original robe, of course he took it back.

As for why?

Looking at the limp little cub, Song Wenxian blinked.

He thought it was probably because this little guy was so special to him.

A little bit of trivia: Elder Su of the Yaowang Sect is actually a manipulator of cute things.

Is that so?

Although it may not be reasonable for others, Xu Chang felt that this reason was very reasonable for Su Chenghu.

"Okay, then I won't be polite. Since your Uncle Su wants to give it, then just keep it."

Xu Chang said the last sentence to Miaomiao.

Miaomiao nodded and took the sword.

"First drop a drop of blood to identify the master." Su Chenghu whispered softly.

How to recognize the Lord?

The little guy who didn't have much knowledge about cultivating immortals looked at Su Chenghu in confusion.

Su Chenghu was very patient. He picked up the little guy's index finger and gently touched the tip of the sword.

Miaomiao winced and felt a pain in her finger.

Soon, a drop of blood oozed from the fingers that were as white as jade.

Dropping blood on the groove of the sword hilt, a burst of golden light lit up with the sword as the center, and then extinguished after a moment.

With spiritual power surging in his hand, Su Chenghu gently touched the injured area, and the little guy's fingers were intact.

Miaomiao's eyes widened in surprise, and she raised her head to look at Su Chenghu: "It doesn't hurt anymore!"

The tone was high, and the little voice sounded cheerful and surprised.

Su Cheng raised his lips slightly and reached out to touch the cub's furry head.

"Now that I have successfully recognized my master, would you like to try the connection with your sword?"

"How to try?" Miaomiao tilted her head and looked at the dark sword up and down.

“Close your eyes and say it silently in your mind, and you will feel it.”

As Su Chenghu finished speaking, Miaomiao closed her eyes honestly.

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he felt the little master's call. A burst of light dissipated, and the original long sword suddenly shrank.

If the original long sword was most suitable for adults, the now shrunken long sword is just right for Miaomiao.

This is a mysterious and mysterious feeling. Miaomiao closed her eyes and felt a power that was extremely close to herself coming from the palm of her hand.

This is her sword.

No need to confirm, Miaomiao was convinced that this power came from the sword given to her by Master Su.

After the master and the sword were intimately attached to each other in her consciousness, Miao Miao opened her eyes and found that the sword in her hand had actually become smaller.

"How is it?" Su Chenghu asked.

Miaomiao showed her shiny little baby teeth and said in a cheerful and crisp voice, "It likes me!"

The cub's overflowing joy made Su Chenghu couldn't help but smile.

"You are its owner, of course it will like you."

"Do you want to give it a name first?"

naming?

Miaomiao nodded in agreement.

Indeed, it is so cute and must have a nice name.

Treating the sword as a little friend, the little guy started to think seriously.

"What, have you thought about it?" Xu Chang looked at his little apprentice calmly.

Miaomiao pursed her lips and nodded vigorously: "I've thought about it."

"I'll call you beautiful baby from now on."

Looking at the dark sword body, the little guy said seriously.

???

"No, what did you call it?"

Almost choking on his saliva, Xu Chang looked at Miaomiao in disbelief.

Miaomiao raised her head blankly: "Beautiful baby, can't you?"

This sword is dark and not very pretty. Miao Miao calls it beautiful baby, and it will definitely be very happy.

Not...beautiful baby? Is this the name a sword should have?

Normal swords are called Zhui Feng or Lingyun. This sword can be compared with a divine weapon. Why is it called a beautiful baby?

Xu Chang's face was filled with questions.

"No...Master doesn't have any objections, but you gave this sword this name. Shouldn't you ask what it means?"

I can only help you so far.

Xu Chang glanced at Heijian.

Miaomiao: "Is it like this? Can I still ask it?"

Xu Chang looked incomprehensible: "Of course, this sword has a spirit."

Hearing what the master said, the little guy held the black sword in surprise, put his ear to it, and said in a sweet voice: "Hey, hey, hey? Beautiful baby? Are you there?"

Is this a call?

Xu Changmo had a heart attack.

On the other side, the black sword held in his arms vibrated slightly, as if responding to Miao Miao.

Miaomiao's eyes widened immediately.

"Baby? Miaomiao, can I call you beautiful baby?"

The little voice sounded sweet, as if it was filled with honey.

Xu Chang shook his head and concluded in his heart that it was impossible for Black Sword to agree.

However, the next second, Xu Chang saw the long black sword hanging in the air, and he rubbed the smooth hilt of the sword affectionately against Miaomiao's plump face.

Feeling a little itchy, Miaomiao pushed the black sword that was intimate with her and giggled.

"Baby? Do you like this name?"

Thinking of business, the little guy asked seriously.

Black Sword, however, was like a puppy of his own family. He kept touching his little master all the time, and the hilt of the sword nodded crazily. At this time, even though Black Sword couldn't speak, the onlookers could tell what it meant.

Xu Chang and several of his friends looked at each other, especially Su Chenghu who presented the sword.

"What's going on?"

He moved to Su Chenghu's side and asked in a low voice.

Su Chenghu accepted it well.

"Isn't it obvious? Beautiful baby loves his new name."

Jian has already given it to Miaomiao, Miaomiao has given her a name, and Heijian has no objection to it, so what can they say.