Immortal husband is hard to chase and still kicks me

Everyone didn't know what he was going to say, and poked their heads incomprehensibly. This little guy was four years old, and he was neither dumb nor demented. He just couldn't speak, and he didn't even understand the basic habits of human beings.

Four years ago, the head of the sect brought him back. At that time, he would not touch you at all except for slapping you with fierce eyes. His cultivation skills are not as good as ordinary children, but he can break the rules and get started. Everyone once whispered whether this child is the evil seed of the demon race. In the end, he was reprimanded by the head and faced the wall. There was a lot of talk, the head told that the child was born and was attacked by a demon, and he was pitiful, so he was brought back. The reason for sealing him was that the child had ingested demon energy, and he was afraid that he would go mad and die. It was love for him.

The little guy was still hesitating for a long time, and suddenly, a 15-year-old kid came out from the crowd, and couldn't help laughing: "Be careful, what do you want to say?"

Jun Xinxian, this is his name, and of course it was chosen by the head of the sect. He has no father and no mother.

Hearing someone calling him, Jun Xinxian stretched out her skinny little hand and shouted: "Three... um..."

Still hesitating like this, obviously four years old and still like a one-year-old child, everyone couldn't help laughing: "Brother Sanyue, this heartstring has been with you for more than half a year, and you can't even call your name until now, isn't it normal for you? Lazy."

As soon as the words were finished, everyone raised their heads and laughed loudly: "Hahaha,~~ I see, brother Sanyue, he is simply too lazy to teach him."

Another child rushed out and smiled at Jun Xinxian: "Xinxian, why don't you talk to Brother Huajiu, Brother Huajiu will teach you how to speak."

"Don't worry, Hua girl, if you want to teach, I will teach."

Teng Kong interjected a sentence, and the young boy who claimed to be Huajiu Shige immediately turned blue on his face, and said angrily: "Fuck you, what kind of flower girl, shut up."

"Yo, just say a few words and you'll get angry. This little guy has a big temper."

"Yu Lin, you are looking for a fight."

As soon as the words were finished, the two of them jumped up and started fighting. It was no surprise to everyone that they were fighting. They were of the same age and fellow countrymen, so they should have a good relationship, but this was just the opposite.

The few people behind him were as annoying as boiling soup. In an instant, Fu Youzi stared at him fiercely. The cold air was overwhelming, and everyone was so shocked that they immediately fell silent.

After a while, Fuyouzi knelt down and asked, "Xinxian, are you hungry?"

Jun Xinxian shook his head.

Seeing this, he asked again: "Thirsty?"

She shook her head again, neither hungry nor thirsty, and soon, Jun Xinxian secretly took out a small porcelain piece from behind and handed it to him.As soon as Fuyouzi took it, his little face immediately changed color, and he said helplessly: "Xinxian, you broke the incense burner of the master."

He nodded, pleading with small eyes: "Three...err...teacher...hit..."

Fuyouzi understood what he meant, and quickly turned his head and said, "Nianhua, when the master asks, I will say that you did the beating."

After finishing speaking, he took Jun Xinxian away as if nothing had happened, and Nian Hua, who was still stunned by the side, quickly regained his senses and shouted: "No, senior brother, why do you say I did it?"

"Hahaha~~"

The crowd laughed and whispered joyously, as if the color of the sky flashed past.

In a blink of an eye, 14 years later.

Wuling Mountain stands majestically in the north, with its peaks shrouded in clouds and mist, winding trails, luxuriant trees and majestic peaks.The buildings in the mountains are looming, undulating, like a fairyland. People are in the valley, the wind gently blows the pine forest, and the sound is clear and melodious like birdsong. The wet night is as thick as ink, but the moonlight is like a mirror. Just as clear.

"Quickly, grab him."

"Everyone catch him quickly, don't let him escape."

"Come on, grab him, run away, chase after him."

At this time, night fell, accompanied by a deep sleep, but Wuling Mountain was brightly lit and noisy, and everyone shouted as if singing the entire mountain range.