[Fengshen] Burning Dragon Roar

"By the way, what's the child's name?" Jiang Ye who walked to the kitchen door suddenly remembered that he still didn't know his name, so he turned around and asked.

Jiang Zhuo's face changed slightly, he hadn't figured out what name to name Ao Bing yet!

Seeing his strange expression, Jiang Ye asked worriedly, "What's the matter, are you feeling unwell?"

"Uncle, uncle."

A crisp voice sounded, and the two lowered their heads when they heard the words, only to see the little guy blinking his big watery eyes, timidly pulling at the corner of Jiang Ye's clothes and saying, "My name is Ao Bing."

……

Thunder rolls.

Jiang Zhuo looked at the actor and found it difficult to breathe.

"Ao... Bing?"

Papa Jiang seemed to be having difficulty breathing, his handsome sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, and crow's feet appeared at the corners of his well-maintained eyes.He struggled for a long time, his tall body slowly squatted down and asked patiently: "Little friend, what do you say is your name?"

Ao Bing repeated earnestly: "Ao—Bing!"

Jiang Zhuo supported his forehead and said weakly: "Dad, their family lives by the sea, so they may be more inclined to feudal superstition."

Jiang's father's eyes were full of shock and complexity, and Jiang Zhuo felt that his father was looking at two crazy people.

"Dad, the name doesn't matter, but if you find it strange, just call him the third child, the third child in A, B, and C!" Jiang Zhuo bravely said!

Ao Bing cast a deep look at Jiang Zhuo from an angle that Jiang's father couldn't see, Jiang Zhuo shut up consciously, and cast a sincere look at Jiang's father.

"What little Saner? Did your child have such a name?" Jiang's father glanced at Jiang Zhuo in disgust, then looked at Ao Bing with a smile and said, "Since your name is Ao Bing, let's call you Prince from now on. Quite cute."

Jiang Zhuo's eyes widened, and Ao Bing smiled sweetly: "Good uncle~"

This world is too complicated, Jiang Zhuo thought complicatedly.

On a hot day, Father Jiang asked Jiang Zhuo to bring Ao Bing into the room to turn on the air conditioner, and told him about the things that should be paid attention to in living here, and then chilled half a watermelon for Jiang Zhuo to bring into the room, and told him not to give Ao Bing C eat too much, otherwise the child's stomach will be bad and easy to have diarrhea.

Jiang Zhuo went upstairs anxiously with half a watermelon in his hand. It seemed that everything was going too smoothly. He hadn't had time to prepare yet, and now he was full of anxiety: just like this, a guy who is not a monster has lived in the house. His father is still a little None refused!I really don't know how this turtle grandson got on me and gave him melons, go!

"Prince, come to eat watermelon!" Jiang Zhuo, the dog leg who opened the door, greeted him with a smile.

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Ao Bing finally let go of his distaste, and looked suspiciously at the watermelon in Jiang Zhuo's hand that was still steaming: "Watermelon? What is that?"

Jiang Zhuo thought for a while, Ao Bing was probably still in the Shang and Zhou dynasties at that time, and there was no such thing as watermelon, so he introduced it triumphantly: "This is a kind of fruit, it is in... um, in..."

"Anyway, it was introduced later, so it's normal that you haven't seen it!" Filled with righteous indignation, he pushed the watermelon in front of Ao Bing.

Ao Bing grabbed the spoon with his fleshy little palm, and frowned: "Why is it ice, it's such a hot day..."

"That's because we now have refrigerators that can keep things cold."

"Humans also master these spells now?" Ao Bing opened his mouth wide and said in amazement, feeling inexplicably cute.

"...it's not magic, it's science."

"What is science?" Ao Bing asked persistently.

Jiang Zhuo painstakingly recalled the contents of the elementary school textbooks, what is science?

Seeing his unpredictable expression, Ao Bing smiled contemptuously: "You don't even know it yourself, so why are you talking about science to the prince?"

Jiang Zhuo suddenly felt very aggrieved, as if a primary school student laughed at him for not being able to do Mathematical Olympiad, so he raised his face and retorted for dignity: "Who said I don't know, I know a lot of science, for example, I know that the earth has gravity !"

"What is gravity?" Ao Bing tilted his head, and the appearance of an ignorant child greatly satisfied Jiang Zhuo's vanity. Jiang Zhuo cleared his throat and said, "The ground we stand on is the surface of the earth. We all We live on the ball, why don't we fall when we are below?"

Jiang Zhuo blinked at Ao Bing, and he saw confusion in his eyes, so he said happily: "Because, this earth has gravity, which will attract us, so we won't go everywhere..."

"It's like this everywhere?" Ao Bing floated lightly in front of Jiang Zhuo's eyes, grinning and mockingly said, "Mortal, are you teasing the prince?"

This scene was too fantasy, Jiang Zhuo gritted his teeth and said aggrievedly: "I know, you should eat watermelon."

Ao Bing finally sat down, picked up the spoon again and scooped up a spoonful of watermelon, his eyes widened instantly when he entered the mouth, Jiang Zhuo noticed it sharply, and hurriedly leaned forward and smiled, "Isn't it delicious, my lord?"

Ao Bing glanced at him and snorted softly: "No, what is this?"

Jiang Zhuo cursed secretly in his heart, you duplicitous little fairy.

"Prince, let me ask, when will your mana recover?" Jiang Zhuo hesitated for a long time, but he still asked. Ao Bing, who was struggling to dig watermelons, paused for a while, raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhuo said seriously: "I just want to make sure how long you will stay in my house. I have to make a lot of preparations." Seeing that Ao Bing looked at him more and more dangerously, he quickly continued, "Of course I didn't What do you mean by disliking the prince, you see that you are still wearing such old clothes, right, I can prepare clothes for you in a few days!"

Sensing that what Jiang Zhuo said seemed to make sense, Ao Bing looked down at him who was still wearing the children's clothes that Jiang Zhuo had hurriedly picked up at noon, his eyes darkened unconsciously.

Jiang Zhuo only thought that he was thinking, and continued to say: "Think about it, if you want to stay here for a few months, I only need to buy autumn clothes, and if it takes half a year, I can buy a few more winter clothes." ..."

"I don't wear these."

"If I buy it again in one year... huh? You don't wear these?" Jiang Zhuo was stunned, "Are you going to be naked?"

Ao Bing gritted his teeth and said, "Buy me what you're wearing."

Jiang Zhuo tugged at his clothes ignorantly: "You want to wear a T-shirt? It's not impossible, but..."

Ao Bing jumped up and grabbed Jiang Zhuo's collar, and said viciously, "I'll let you buy me adult clothes!"

Now Jiang Zhuo was completely stunned: "What do you want adult clothes for, you are so small..."

"Who is young, who is young, who do you think is young!" Ao Bing angrily grabbed Jiang Zhuo's collar and threw him onto the bed, pulling the other person's face fiercely and said in a milky and vicious voice, "How dare you say that?" This prince is young!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, the prince, spare me my mouth!" Jiang Zhuo was crushed and beaten by Ao Bing's small body again because of his mouth, and he wanted to cry without tears. Every blow of the little prince made him feel like he lost ten years of life.

After Ao Bing finished venting his anger, he suddenly turned around and stopped looking at him. Jiang Zhuo was lying on the bed in despair like a girl after being raped, with disheveled clothes, wanting to cry without tears.

Looking at his small body, fleshy hands and feet, Ao Bing's expression was extremely gloomy. Jiang Zhuo's words just now strongly stimulated him, and at the same time made the scene in his mind clearer.

On the bank of the East China Sea, the clouds spread the rain, all living beings worship, the son of the dragon god.

He stretched out his hand and calmed down to recite a spell silently, but just after he tried it, a sense of powerlessness gushed out of his body.

Sealed for thousands of years, the magic circle at the bottom of Zhenlong Lake has been consuming his cultivation and mana, and now he is so weak that he can't even transform into an adult!

Jiang Zhuo, who was still sad, was frightened by Ao Bing's sudden thump on the bed, and asked nervously despite his swollen face, "What's wrong!"

Ao Bing glanced back at his pig's head, and gasped in front of his chest again: "Why are you injured so easily, do you know that it takes a lot of mana to treat you!"

"..."

Jiang Zhuo was really speechless.

It's like a big and thick man who fucked you to bloody flesh, and said in turn, why are you so careless and want me to take you to the hospital? Jiang Zhuo looked at the angry Ao Bing, and now he just wanted to be silent.

Ao Bing didn't know Jiang Zhuo's rich inner drama at the moment, one hand easily pulled Jiang Zhuo over, the other hand released a ball of light, lightly passed Jiang Zhuo's face and it was intact again.

"What expression do you have? The prince condescends to heal you, and you don't even say thank you?" Ao Bing raised his brows and muttered dissatisfiedly.

Jiang Zhuo took a deep breath, calmed down for a long time, and smiled: "Thank you for the kindness of the prince, the villain is very grateful."

Ao Bing turned his head resentfully and ignored him.

It was only a short day, and the sun had not yet set. Jiang Zhuo counted the number of times he had been beaten, and suddenly felt that the future was bleak. ?He is still young, he can't save himself and bury himself like this! ! !

"Tonight, do you want to go shopping for clothes?"

Ao Bing asked in a muffled voice.

Jiang Zhuo didn't dare not to answer, but he felt very humiliated when he answered directly, and replied with a bitter face: "Go, go!"

Only now did he continue to eat the watermelon with satisfaction, Jiang Zhuo's mournful emotions could almost condense into a solid body and punch Ao Bing.

In the evening, Ao Bing once again pretended to be well-behaved and cheated too much, and showed no flaws in front of Jiang Ye, watching Jiang Zhuo's eyes cramp all the time.

"Well, Xiao Zhuo, take the little prince out to buy some daily necessities at night. I'll go to your grandfather's house and give him something. I don't think I'll be back tonight." Jiang Ye finished packing the dishes and walked out of the kitchen Come out and say.

Jiang Zhuo nodded expressionlessly. Of course he wished that his father was not at home. What if the neurotic Ao Bing next to him fell ill again and frightened his father?

"When will you come back?" Jiang Zhuo asked intentionally or unintentionally.

Jiang Ye looked at his watch: "I will definitely spend the night at your grandfather's house tonight. Come back tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"Do you really care about your son's life?" Jiang Zhuo asked sincerely.

Jiang Ye gave him a disgusted look: "You will not die if anyone dies. You are my son and I believe you."

He didn't feel honored at all.

The door slammed shut, and Ao Bing's well-behaved look disappeared instantly. He showed his sinister white teeth that a three- or four-year-old child shouldn't have, and said with a sneer, "There are only two of us left."

Jiang Zhuo glanced at him, feeling that life and death were no longer that important: "So, are you finally planning to attack me?"

"No, I have no appetite." Ao Bing tsk-tsk in disgust.

Jiang Zhuo clenched his fists, and kept telling himself to be calm, otherwise he would be the one who was beaten. He turned his face and smiled like a flower and said, "Prince, we can also pack up and go out."

Ao Bing spread his small arms, "The prince has nothing to clean up. It's you, mortal, who needs to hurry up."

Jiang Zhuo got up in grief and indignation, and quickly rushed upstairs to get his wallet and mobile phone. It was a bit cold at night, and he didn't know if Ao Bing would be cold as a child now, so he took out a small coat after thinking for a long time.

His mother died early, and he was brought up by his father since he was a child. As a man, his father was not very careful. As a result, Jiang Zhuo had all kinds of clothes in his closet, and he didn't have time to throw away the clothes when he was a child. use.

Ao Bing glanced at the old-looking coat with distaste: "Do you really think that the prince has no temper, that he wears everything for the prince?"

Jiang Zhuo was a little annoyed immediately: "Why can't I wear it anymore? I used to wear it when I was a child. It's cold outside these nights, do you know that?"

After yelling, he was dumbfounded. Looking at Ao Bing's unbelievable eyes, he felt that he was going to be beaten again, but after a while, Ao Bing was still sitting there, and he carefully asked: "That...Prince, I just I didn't mean to yell at you..."

Ao Bing glared at him and said, "I know! Where do you have the guts to yell at the prince! Help me put it on and go out, I'll be suffocated after staying here for a whole day!"

Jiang Zhuo couldn't believe his ears, but Ao Bing's impatient expression was there, and he hurried forward to carefully put a small coat on him.

"Stupid mortal, how could this prince catch a cold."

When Jiang Zhuo went to open the door, he heard Ao Bing mutter behind him, and for some reason, he raised the corners of his lips unconsciously.

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