Alien Arms Dealer

Xiao Cheng's worries became reality.

Flying out of the refining furnace was a black and red long sword, about half the length of a man, with a sharp blade and an oval hilt. This was the shape of a weapon mold he had made in advance. The dangerous evil spirit makes people dare not move forward.

Xiao Cheng secretly screamed that something was wrong, and saw the long sword humming in mid-air, swooping down suddenly, and flew towards Xiao Cheng!

"Damn it!" Xiao Cheng hurriedly pulled out Liu Cang, turned into a Taidao, and the horizontal knife resisted the flying sword rushing towards him. The intersection of the two weapons made Xiao Cheng's right hand go numb, and he almost couldn't catch Liu Cang.It stands to reason that even if the weapons he makes do not recognize him as the master, they will not devour the master. This situation is obviously beyond his cognition.

"boom--"

Three times in a row, the demon sword couldn't get any advantage in front of Liu Cang, so it changed its target and flew towards Xiao Fan who was playing.

Seeing this, Xiao Cheng was furious, and waved Liu Cang away, turning into chains, tightly binding the demon sword

Yaojian was unwilling to be trapped, and the sword energy shot out, Xiao Cheng's eyes tightened, seeing that the sword energy was about to fall on his son, he was so anxious that he yelled, "Fanfan!"

Xiao Fan raised his head, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and smiled foolishly at Xiao Cheng, and a small tornado suddenly formed around his body, and the sword energy was separated by the wind barrier, which could not hurt him at all. Every penny.

Xiao Cheng was taken aback, heaved a sigh of relief, and hastily pasted a scroll of talismans with spells on the demon sword. The demon sword struggled a few times and roared unwillingly. Xiao Cheng took the opportunity to wrap the wrinkled talisman tightly , completely sealed the demon sword.

I wanted to destroy this dangerous thing, but Xiao Cheng couldn't think of a way to destroy it for a while. The failed products that had been refined before were either sold at a low price or thrown away. The demon sword cannot be thrown away or sold, and Xiao Cheng really couldn't find a suitable way to dispose of it for a while.

After confirming that the demon sword had sealed the child, Xiao Cheng casually threw it into the interspatial bag, hurriedly walked up to his son, picked him up, checked whether he was injured, and Xiao Fan rubbed against his arms a few times , laughed happily.

Xiao Cheng patted his little butt, "I'm still laughing all the time, it really scared me just now!"

While still having lingering fears in his heart, Xiao Cheng felt curious, what happened to the sudden appearance of a wind barrier around his son just now?Is this kid so talented?

In this way, it seems that in the Slaughter Valley, his son would cry very hard when he encountered danger several times. Could it be that this child has a special ability to perceive danger?

This is the gene inherited from that kid Mo Ziqing!

Xiao Cheng pinched his son's smirking face, and sighed: "I named you Xiao Fan because I hope you can grow up in an ordinary way, but now it seems that it is impossible! But don't worry, in the future Dad will Protect yours!"

"Papa..." Xiao Fan grabbed Xiao Cheng's hair and laughed happily.

"How many times have I told you not to grab my hair!"

Xiao Cheng came out of the refining room and saw Xiao Jiu practicing swords in the yard. Since his injury recovered, this kid has been practicing martial arts all day long, and he doesn't even sleep at night. It's a desperate rhythm.

Xiao Cheng walked behind the black figure and said softly, "Xiao Jiu!"

Xiao Jiu put away Yinshuang, stared back at Xiao Cheng, lowered his head and shouted: "Master!"

"What time is it, are you still practicing sword? You are not tired! Go and rest!"

"But……"

"But what?"

"But the subordinate is incompetent, not only failed to protect the master, but also let the master run around for the subordinate, the subordinate is really ashamed!"

"You're not a superman, how could you not get hurt? Don't worry, everyone will get hurt! You don't have to work so hard! Go back and rest quickly. If you are really tired and something happens, who will protect me?"

"Yes!" Xiao Jiu bowed his head in response, and when he raised his head, he was slightly startled by the innocent gaze of the child in Xiao Cheng's arms, and asked, "Master, this child... is the young master?"

It can't be blamed that Xiao Jiu was surprised. In fact, this is the first time he has joined Xiao Fan's children.When Xiao Cheng first came back, Xiao Jiu was bedridden due to poisoning and injury, and when his injury recovered, Xiao Cheng ran out again and again for three days. Today was the first time he saw the future Young Pavilion Master of Feihong Pavilion.

However, seeing his slightly familiar look, Xiao Jiu frowned slightly.

Xiao Cheng didn't notice the slight change in his expression, took his son's two little hands, pointed at Xiao Jiu, and said to him: "Come on, my dear son, he is your ninth uncle and your master, let him teach you martial arts in the future! "

Xiao Jiu was surprised, "Master, you...are you joking?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Xiao Cheng decided that since his son has incredible power, let Xiao Jiu teach him, Xiao Shisan can teach him to read, at least let him look like a human in the future!

Mo Ziqing walked into Mingshui Garden in the middle of the night.

The Mingshui Garden where Xiao Cheng lives is not a secret, you can find out about it by just asking anyone on the street.

It's just that Mo Ziqing is clearly coming here for the first time, but he feels very familiar with every scene and thing here.

Mo Ziqing was walking in Nuo Da's courtyard, and he was surprised to find that he knew exactly which way he should go.

As he walked, Mo Ziqing came to a hot spring.

The hot spring was covered with white mist, neither hot nor cold, and the temperature was suitable. Mo Ziqing squatted by the water, stretched out his hand into the water, and some familiar scenes kept flashing in his mind.

Slender fingers ran through his hair, helped him wash his hair, and said in his mouth: "Don't move around, I'll wash your hair first, if you move around, the water will run into your eyes!"

He turned his head and saw that handsome face with a doting smile, his breath was stagnant!

That face was clearly reflected in front of him, bit by bit of the past gradually emerged in his mind clearly, Mo Ziqing stared at the reflection in the water, and slowly remembered everything in the past...

"Ah Xiao——" Xiao Cheng rubbed his nose, turned his head to stare at the half-burned oil lamp on the table, and couldn't help talking to himself, "What's going on? Could it be a cold? Impossible, I have been Most of them have never been sick, could it be that someone is speaking ill of me behind my back?"

Xiao Cheng stuffed the marked ledger into the drawer, turned around and walked to the bed, was about to rest, when the door was slammed open, Xiao Cheng was so shocked that he turned his head immediately, only to see a person who shouldn't be here !

"Mo... Sect Master Mo?"

Mo Ziqing's situation was very strange, his eyes were full of fanaticism, his head was sweating profusely, his steps were staggering, and his steps were a little unsteady, as if he was drunk.

What's weird is not only his appearance, but also why he appears here? ! !

"Sect Master Mo, can you explain why you..." Before Xiao Cheng finished speaking, Mo Ziqing walked up to him and hugged him tightly!

Xiao Cheng kept his head on standby for a few seconds, then pushed him away abruptly, and asked angrily, "Mo Ziqing! What do you mean!?"

But Mo Ziqing hugged him so tightly that he was about to rub him into his body. Xiao Cheng felt that if this kid tried harder, his bones might be broken.

Fortunately, Mo Ziqing let go of his hand after hugging him for a while. Xiao Cheng kicked him in the chest without hesitation. Staring at Xiao Cheng affectionately.

Xiao Cheng felt cold all over, and couldn't help but say, "You got kicked in the head by a donkey??"

No no no!His focus should not be on this!

"Why did you show up at my house?" Xiao Cheng pointed at him and shouted.

Wipe it!A living person unexpectedly appeared at his house without attracting anyone's attention. If he was an assassin, would he still be alive? ? ?

The next moment, a few figures jumped in from outside the door, their shining swords resting on Mo Ziqing's neck, "Boss, are you alright!"

Mo Ziqing was a little taken aback, and hurriedly said, "I'm not an assassin!"

Xiao Cheng motioned for those people to retreat, Xiao Jiuxiao Ten Xiao Shishi silently put away their weapons and exited the door.

Until there were only the two of them left in the room, Xiao Cheng realized that he was only wearing a pair of pajamas, and it seemed a little impolite to receive guests, so he grabbed the clothes beside the bed and put them on, asking, "Sect Master Mo is in the middle of the night?" What's the point of visiting me? Let me remind you, if you want to see me in the future, you can send an invitation card first, or come to Feihong Pavilion to find me, if you get stabbed into a hornet's nest like this in the future, don't blame me!"

Mo Ziqing didn't say a word, still staring at Xiao Cheng with that weird look.

Xiao Cheng asked, "What on earth is Sect Master Mo here for?"

"I..." Mo Ziqing was overly excited and wanted to tell him a lot, but at the critical moment, he couldn't say a word.

"Father..." Xiao Fan, who was lying on the bed and turned somersaults, let out a dissatisfied voice after not seeing Xiao Cheng come to accompany him for a long time

Xiao Cheng hurriedly ran to the bed, put Mo Ziqing aside, and asked, "My dear son, what's the matter? Do you want to pee or sleep?"

"Sleep...sleep..." Xiao Fan tugged Xiao Cheng's sleeve and pulled him towards him with all his strength, but it's a pity that a child has so little strength, this action is very funny.

Xiao Cheng couldn't help laughing. Just as he was about to say something, he felt a burning gaze behind his back. Then he remembered that there was an outsider, so Brick said, "Sect Master Mo, let's talk about something tomorrow! I'm going to rest!"

Mo Ziqing plucked up his courage, rushed in front of Xiao Cheng, hugged him tightly, and said, "Cheng Cheng..."

Hearing this familiar voice, Xiao Cheng froze, "You... remember?"

"Yeah! I remember it!" Mo Ziqing's voice trembled slightly, "Why...why are you pretending you don't know me? Is it because I forgot about you?"

Xiao Cheng was about to laugh angrily at these words, "Sect Master Mo, why show such a resentful tone, I saved you back then, kept you by my side and took care of you for more than a year, and I don't owe you anything, don't do it Act as if I owe you money!"

"No...not!" Mo Ziqing panicked and quickly explained, "That's not what I meant...you saved me, I'm very grateful to you!"

"You don't need to be grateful! I prefer substantive rewards! How about exchanging money or treasures for me is more convincing!" Xiao Cheng rubbed his chin and said, Xiao Cheng seemed a little bit concerned that Mo Ziqing would think of the past. It's not surprising, when I think about it, I think about it, what else can I do, I haven't treated him badly.