Chu Chen Kee

On the shore of a messy holy lake, Xuanyuan narrowed his dark golden eyes slightly after sensing the strange fluctuation in the air.

It's just a few clowns, let them stay for a few more days.Xuan Yuan casually looked towards the north direction, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

He glanced at the bright red corpse ginseng king in his hand, then raised his eyebrows slightly.

Bai Yi noticed something different, and followed his gaze to look over, unconsciously startled.

The ginseng king held in Xuanyuan's hands was no different from a human child, and its beard and eyes were extremely delicate. Now the ginseng king's blood-like red color gradually faded, and the red color gradually faded away. It was concentrated together, and finally turned into a red mark the size of a small fingernail and left at the place where it coincided with the center of the human's eyebrows.

And the thing that was carried by Xuan Yuan in his hand is more like a child.

The weirdest thing was that when Bai Yi was watching, the dead ginseng king actually opened his eyes, and then blinked quietly.

Those are a pair of beautiful and rare lavender eyes, as beautiful and beautiful as the petals of violets, and like a piece of pure and flawless glass, shining like stars.

Bai Yi stared blankly at Xuan Yuan, then looked down at the ginseng king plant in Xuan Yuan's hand...

Xuanyuan was not surprised: "This corpse ginseng king has absorbed the spiritual power of heaven and earth for thousands of years, and parasitized on the body of a fallen god in ancient times. It is not surprising that it turned into a human form. It's just that it has been ignorant for thousands of years. Today's Wisdom is no different from a newborn baby."

Bai Yi was taken aback for a moment, looked down at the child who seemed to be caught a little uncomfortable by Xuan Yuan, and frowned slightly: "Then... how to deal with this child?"

Xuan Yuan knew that he couldn't bear it at a glance, and said casually: "Just throw it here, anyway, it is the incarnation of the corpse ginseng king, its whole body is very poisonous, ordinary people can't hurt it at all."

Bai Yi's face turned pale: "Is this good? Since you said that he is not very intelligent, it would be bad if he was deceived by others and used as a minion for a tiger."

Xuan Yuan slightly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to take it with you?"

Bai Yi pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's a good choice for us to bring him with us. After all, he has practiced for thousands of years, and he is also a great help."

Xuan Yuan didn't refute, but held the fat, white thing in his hand that was still sucking his thumb and looked at it in front of him.

The little thing looked at the handsome man in front of him in a daze, this was the first person he saw after opening his eyes.

He didn't know what it meant, but the aura of this man from the ancient times that was so strong that he could hardly resist made him make the most correct choice.

The little thing stretched out two fat white arms to Xuan Yuan, and showed a big smile, expressing his obedience.

Xuan Yuan couldn't help but take another look at this little thing.

Generally, monsters transformed from plants have very low initial intelligence, and it is much worse than monsters cultivated from animals.

For example, Xiaomiao is a descendant of the leopard. Its intelligence was much higher than that of ordinary leopards when it was born. In addition, it was enlightened because of Qingmo. .

But obviously, the little thing in Xuanyuan's hand is an exception.

It seemed that it could instinctively sense that although Xuanyuan was a threat to its existence, it was not hostile, so it showed its favor to Xuanyuan.

"It's kind of interesting." Xuan Yuan withdrew his gaze and showed a meaningful smile.

Seeing that Xuan Yuan had no intention of objecting, Bai Yi was relieved from the bottom of his heart.

What he cares about most is Xuanyuan's attitude, if Xuanyuan is unwilling, even if he wants to take that little thing in, he can only give up his own idea.

"Could you give him a name?" Bai Yi said as he took the white and tender little guy from Xuan Yuan's hand, just like the golden boy in the New Year pictures.

Xuanyuan waved his hand indifferently, and took back his Haoyuan sword: "Just choose one, as long as you like it."

Bai Yi nodded, and thought for a while, but the little thing in his arms was soft and afraid of being hard. When he realized that Bai Yi's strength was under him, he immediately became lively, his little hands and feet kept shaking and making noise.

"He's an active one." Bai Yi smiled, and then murmured, "If life is just like seeing you for the first time... let him be the first meeting. It's fate to meet him here, and I hope we can meet him in the future." Don’t change your original intention.”

"First meeting?" Xuan Yuan thought for a while, in his last life and this life, he had already met him twice for the first time.

One time, on the Drunken Dragon Terrace, with tens of thousands of sharp walls and turbulent waves crashing against the shore, when he was drinking alone with the moon, he saw an immortal in Tsing Yi floating down, holding the immortal wine in his hand and chuckling at him, as if he was drinking.

Once, in the dark and dark underground chamber, he was forced to separate his original soul, lost his memory, and was imprisoned in a cave. A young sword fairy stopped in front of him, cut off the chain, and led him out of the sea of ​​suffering.

"It really is fate." Xuan Yuan couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

Bai Yi saw that he also agreed with the name, a slight smile flashed across his cool eyes, and then he held up the chubby paper in his hand and said with a smile: "Then you are called the first meeting, the first meeting."

The little thing didn't understand either, but when he saw that the man holding him was a gentle and good-looking man, unlike the man who was so good-looking but terrified him when he was rudely carrying him just now, he giggled. Bai Yi was taken aback by his laughter, and then showed a gentle smile.

This little guy is really cute.

Just when the atmosphere here was harmonious, a crisp voice suddenly came from the other side of the holy lake: "Left..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Bai Yi and Xuan Yuan immediately turned their heads, and saw a beautiful red-haired boy over there, dressed in a loose purple robe, and his peach blossom eyes were extremely captivating.

He quickly covered his mouth, then flew across the lake and stopped beside Bai Yi, looking at him with a smile.

Bai Yi looked at this young man who was looking at him eagerly, feeling a little confused.

"You really don't remember me?" Seeing Bai Yi looking at him blankly, Po Jun couldn't help but pouted his lips and asked in disappointment.

Bai Yi looked at him and suddenly remembered: "Are you the kid who begged us for a drink last time?"

In Bai Yi's eyes, isn't this seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy just like a child?

Po Jun immediately drooped the corners of his upturned mouth, and stared imperceptibly at Xuan Yuan, who was looking at him indifferently, this idiot is really annoying...

"Hey, this is your son?" Po Jun's eyes fell on the little guy Bai Yi was holding, and he blurted out unconsciously.

For a moment, two of the four people present had black lines on their heads...