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

"Senior brother, Miaomiao doesn't want to practice sword practice anymore."

With a drooped face, the little guy lay on the ground holding his sword and acted rogue.

Miaomiao was really tired. Both of her arms were thin.

Touching her fleshy arm, Miaomiao thought without any guilt.

Gu Jiu stood tall and tall, staring down at the coquettish little mushroom, and sighed softly.

"You only practiced for half an hour today, why did you get tired so quickly?"

Since Gu Jiu came back, he has become Miao Miao's exclusive sword training master, tutoring the little one every day. The wonderful days these past few days have come to an end. I have been practicing swinging my sword hard every day, and my arms have been sore since I got home.

The little boy went back after practicing his sword every day. He cried and shed tears while Ning Qingcheng held him in his arms and applied medicine.

Today, this little guy finally couldn't hold on anymore and started to act bad.

"Ugh~ But sword practice is really tiring."

His fat body rolled on the ground and bumped into Gu Jiu's shoes. The little guy stretched out his hands nimbly to hold the senior brother's thigh, and looked up at Gu Jiu helplessly, looking so pitiful.

Gu Jiu picked up the little shameless mushroom, tapped the little guy's forehead gently, and his cold voice softened a little: "But the journey of cultivating immortality is destined to be full of thorns, Miaomiao, your medical talent is outstanding, senior brother has no doubt You will definitely become a world-famous medical practitioner in the future, but if such a talent is not supported by enough force, not only will it not bring you glory, but it may be a life-threatening talisman, do you understand?"

His voice was gentle and his tone was neither urgent nor slow, but one could feel the solemnity in it.

Miaomiao blinked, a little confused.

Little Mushroom couldn't understand.

Looking at the confused junior sister, Gu Jiu had no choice but to explain in a simple and popular way: "If Miaomiao doesn't practice her sword well, she won't be able to beat others in fights in the future, and she will have to be bullied."

Although Gu Jiu was sure that as long as he was here, it would be impossible for such a thing to happen, but there was no certainty in the world, what if he was not here.

Forging iron requires one's own strength. As long as Miaomiao has enough strength, they can rest assured.

"Then it'll be fine if Miaomiao doesn't fight with others."

The little fat boy held Gu Jiu's neck obediently and said innocently.

Miaomiao is a good baby, and a good baby doesn't fight with others.

The cub's tone was childish and soft.

Gu Jiu reached out and touched the little guy's head: "Miaomiao may not fight with others, but she can't stop some caring people."

In the world of immortality, force has always been supreme, and the law of the jungle is clearly demonstrated in this world.

In the past few years of training abroad, Gu Jiu has deeply understood this rule.

Miaomiao pursed her lips: "Why are they so bad? Miaomiao doesn't like them."

Even if the cubs are said to be annoying, they are soft and harmless.

"Those people are indeed annoying, so in order not to be bullied by the annoying people, you still need to practice your sword. You can't be lazy."

Returning to the original question, Gu Jiu put Miaomiao on the ground and smiled encouragingly at the little one.

Why do you still need to practice swordsmanship?

Miaomiao grimaced, holding the sword and not wanting to move.

"Hurry up and practice your sword well. From now on, senior brother will have to rely on Miaomiao to protect him."

Gu Jiu urged.

OK.

The reluctant little guy looked up at Gu Jiu sadly, then started practicing with the sword in his arms.

When she gets stronger in the future, Miaomiao will beat up all the bad guys who like to fight and bully others and beat their butts to pieces.

The little guy swung his sword hard with a tigerish face, more or less with some personal grudges.

Time passed little by little, and the sunlight became stronger and stronger. Worried that Miaomiao would be really exhausted, Gu Jiu stood aside with his arms folded, timing according to Miaomiao's physical strength, and stopped at the last second to let Miaomiao rest for a while.

Lying on the blanket prepared by Gu Jiu, the little mushroom spread out with its limbs, as if it had become a useless cub.

Gu Jiu laughed and gently massaged Miaomiao's arm. At the same time, the spiritual energy followed his movements and entered the little guy's meridians.

Miaomiao felt a warm current rushing through her body. The warm and comfortable little guy dozed off.

Her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and Miaomiao could no longer bear to close her eyes. However, just before she fell asleep, the little one felt as if something had grown on her head.

what is that?

Miaomiao was so confused that she wanted to open her eyes and raise her hands to touch her head, but she was so comfortable that the little guy couldn't open her eyes or raise her hands.

Forget it, forget it.

Following his inner thoughts, Little Mushroom tilted his head and fell asleep.

Gu Jiu looked at the little junior sister who had a mushroom cap growing on her head. His eyes were not surprised at all, but he was interested in squeezing the little guy's plump mushroom cap.

This mushroom cap makes a nest when you poke it, and it bounces, which is a bit interesting.

I don’t know how such a stupid little mushroom managed to avoid its kind and human monks and turn into a human form safely.

"No~"

Miaomiao seemed to be feeling uncomfortable after being poked, and she didn't sleep peacefully. She frowned and pouted, as if she was dissatisfied.

"Okay, I won't touch you anymore, go to sleep."

Gu Jiu retracted his hand, held Miaomiao in his arms, adjusted the little one into a comfortable sleeping position, and gently patted the cub's back with his big hand.