After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Ning Buwei was finally so tired that he lay on Chu Jun's body, his head drooping and motionless.

Chu Jun slowly helped him sort out the somewhat disorganized and irritable spiritual power.

Ning Buwei didn't bother to talk to him, and continued to hang his head in silence.

Chu Jun stretched out his hand and gently pinched his neck, and said softly, "Do you remember everything?"

Ning Buwei's head drooped in a different direction, and he lazily clapped his hands away.

Chu Jun had no choice but to continue to sort out his spiritual power patiently.

Ning Buwei slept soundly and soundly on his spirit, pulling on Chu Jun like an octopus.

"Chengfeng." Chu Jun was calling him.

Ning Buwei frowned, didn't open his eyes, his face was supported and pinched gently, "Chengfeng, they're all back."

Ning Buwei reluctantly opened his eyes, bit his palm, and ground his teeth vigorously.

Chu Jun smiled, "You learned from Ning Xiu?"

Ning Buwei glared at him, let go of his mouth, and simply returned to his place of fascination.

As a result, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ning Xiuxiu standing up while holding the railing on the bed. The little boy was wearing custard-yellow clothes, and then staggered towards him and Chu Jun.

Ning Xiu took two staggering steps, then staggered, Ning Buwei and Chu Jun stretched out a hand to help him almost at the same time.

Ning Xiu was supported by a big hand on one side, raised his head and yelled at the two of them in a childish voice: "Dad~Dad~"

Ning Buwei and Chu Jun froze in place.

"Da!" Ning Xiu grinned at them both.

Chu Jun came back to his senses first, touched Ning Xiu's little head, "Well, call again."

Ning Xiu jumped up happily, but didn't jump up much, and then shouted at Chu Jun: "Da~"

Chu Jun reached out and pinched his face.

Ning Xiu puffed out his stomach proudly, reached out and patted Ning Buwei who was still standing still.

Ning Buwei hugged him up, "Son, call again."

"Da~" Ning Xiu cried out loudly.

Ning Buwei turned around and asked Chu Jun, "Did he call me dad just now?"

Chu Jun nodded.

Ning Buwei held Ning Xiu up and kissed him vigorously, then turned his head and stared at Chu Jun sullenly, belatedly, "My son calls me dad, what's your answer?"

Chu Jun looked puzzled and innocent, "Huh? Didn't he call my father?"

Ning Buwei proudly said: "I taught him to call your mother since he was a child, how could it be you?"

"Oh, so you taught me." Chu Jun smiled slightly.

Ning Bu choked for a choke, coupled with the displeasure he felt when he was in love with him before, and narrowed his eyes to stare at him.

It happened that Feng Zizhang and his elders came in, Ning Buwei handed Ning Xiu to Feng Zizhang, pointed at Chu Jun and said, "Come on, come out."

Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng were taken aback by Ning Buwei's very unfriendly eyes, thinking that the two of them had a conflict, and were about to persuade them, when they saw Chu Jun flicking his sleeves, calmly Follow Ning Buwei out.

Cui Yuanbai leaned on the window and looked out excitedly, "Are dad and dad going to fight?"

Yang Lingzhu looked worried, "Aren't they two Taoist couples, why are they fighting?"

Jiang Yi was pushing Rhubarb, who was watching the excitement, to the side, "What should I do? Can Dad beat Tai Zun?"

Feng Zizhang looked serious, "Although Dad is not cultivated enough, but his methods are weird, it's hard to say."

The little black dragon wrapped around the big yellow head and flicked its tail excitedly, "嘿~"

fight up fight up~

Except for the fact that the two had confronted each other when they went to Chu Jun's Sea of ​​Knowledge to "borrow" spiritual power, Ning Buwei had never had a serious fight with Chu Jun.

Reunited after 500 years, Chu Jun has changed a lot compared to before. From Ning Buwei's point of view, although he knows that the surnamed Chu has a high level of cultivation and a deep heart, he is not a person to be messed with, but it is probably because he has practiced the Pure Way for a long time and ignores that. Despite his cold appearance, Chu Jun always acts gentle and easy to bully.

Conflicts with others can be avoided if they can be avoided, twists and turns are not afraid of trouble, fights are really unavoidable, and fights are slow, it seems that there is no threat at all, and those powerful people who move mountains and fill seas and kill people in an instant Compared with monks, truth is not very majestic.

The only time it looked like a real move was at Lun Dao Mountain, but at that time Chu Jun was crossing the heart demon, although he had a lot of momentum against Ning Fan in the Seven Kills Formation, and even faked his death, but Ning would not be more careful afterwards. Looking back, I always feel that Chu Jun didn't use all his strength.

The vague feeling from Chu Jun's appearance finally gradually became clear now. Although Chu Jun followed him all the time, he had a sense of alienation from the beginning to the end.

He never intervened too much in his affairs, and occasionally reminded him calmly, and then sometimes things were resolved inexplicably.

This is also the reason why since Chu Jun appeared, he has never had a good fight.

Moreover, all his threats and calculations, when they met Chu Jun, seemed to be smashed on the cotton ball, and they were dispelled lightly, without using any strength at all.

Ning Buwei looked at Chu Jun who had a calm face opposite him, with an extra Suzaku narrow knife in his hand, and then raised his chin at him very provocatively.

Apart from other things, he still wanted to compete with a power like Chu Jun. Even if he realized the slightest bit, he would benefit endlessly.

With one hand behind his back, Chu Jun stretched out a hand towards him.

This kind of "give you a hand" slightly crazy provocation was placed on Chu Jun, which made Ning Buwei feel extra desire-to defeat him, make him helpless, and make those cold and beautiful eyes glow Red...just look at him.

Gee.

The smile on Ning Buwei's face became brighter, and he took a few steps towards Chu Jun with the knife in his hand, pointing the knife point directly at his heart, before Chu Jun's Taiji seal fully appeared in his palm, Ning Buwei's figure had already arrived at him On the back of his back, the blade of the knife with a cold light was pressed against his side neck, and Chu Jun dodged it sideways. Ning Buwei flipped his wrist, and the tip of the knife suddenly flipped open Chu Jun's neckline.

The white neck and collarbone flashed before his eyes, and then they were tightly covered again, and then there was a burst of warmth from his waist, and the Taiji seal was about to seal his dantian, and he would rather not be touched by the narrow knife in his hand. Standing on the ground, he suddenly turned around and turned over. The Suzaku Narrow Saber collided with Taiji Seal, and a dazzling white light burst out.

Ning Buwei quickly retreated more than a dozen feet before coming to a stop. He looked up through the dust flying all over the sky, and Chu Jun was still standing there with his hands behind his back, his snow-white clothes not even fluttering.

The interest in Ning Buwei's eyes was even more serious, he quickly made a formula between his fingers, and hundreds of talisman papers covered in black mist poured towards Chu Jun from all directions.

The palm-sized Taiji seal that hovered in front of Chu Jun instantly dispersed into hundreds, blocking all the black talisman papers from the outside, and then waved his sleeves, the scarlet spiritual power collided with the Suzaku narrow knife, and he stood The place suddenly sank, the ground was oppressed by the strong airflow, and the spider web-like cracks quickly spread to the surroundings.

Immediately afterwards, the hem of the white clothes was lifted up violently by the strong wind, revealing the straight and slender legs inside. The thin fabric was attached to the legs, and an arrogant black spiritual power wound around his legs and went straight to his dantian. .

Chu Jun made a tactic with one hand, and sealed the unkind black spiritual power in his palm. Unexpectedly, that spiritual power was like a cunning poisonous snake, wrapped around his wrist and took the opportunity to sneak into his sleeve, sticking to His underwear hit the dead center of his heart.

Chu Jun focused his eyes, and finally moved his feet to retreat, but he didn't know when a magic circle was placed under his feet, which made the magic circle he was trying to break ineffective, trapping him in place.

Standing not far away, Ning Buwei licked the corner of his mouth at him, and the scarlet eyes flashed past.

Chu Jun finally realized why people always say that Ning Buwei is very difficult to deal with. Every move of this move falls in an unexpected place for ordinary monks, and each move is fatal. It will not leave the opponent with a retreat, just like a poisonous snake preying Once the prey is entangled, it will never die.

This formation looked familiar, and Chu Jun thought for a moment before he remembered that it was the seven-kill formation that he had encountered in Lun Dao Mountain before. Jun also had to take it seriously.

The Taiji seal suddenly rose, suppressing the Seven Kills Soul Devouring Formation, and then the Chiyuan Sword made a move, and the crimson sword body collided with the Suzaku's pitch-black blade, making a teeth-piercing collision sound, sparking sparks of spiritual power It exploded in mid-air, and the strong air current knocked the flying boats that were far away back seven or eight feet.

Ning Buwei held the sword with both hands, and Chu Jun held the sword with one hand. The two of them refused to back down in the seven-kill formation. The sword and the sword were entangled together, and they were inseparable. Except for the sword of their own destiny, neither of them used any other magic weapon. Only using spiritual power and talisman array, the more you fight, the more interesting you will be.

Chu Jun was very interested in Ning Buwei's talisman array, and Ning Buwei was also eyeing his Tai Chi seal and spiritual power manipulation. Both of them tried to overwhelm the other in what they were good at, without noticing the time at all.

In the end, Ning Buwei lost too much spiritual power because of the formation, and he was almost defeated by one move.

The Suzaku narrow knife turned into fragments and returned to the ring automatically. Ning Buwei stretched out his hand to cover the aching dantian, panted slightly, and squinted at Chu Jun standing in the morning light.

Nothing could be seen on Chu Jun's face, but his slightly messy breath betrayed him, but Ning Buwei never forced him to use the hand behind him from the beginning to the end.

Chu Jun came over and pinched his wrist. The scarlet spiritual power that was still fighting with him just now was gently and patiently walking through the meridians to help him adjust his breath, and even thoughtfully covered his dantian to help nourish his breath.

Ning Buwei raised his eyebrows, and said with a teasing smile: "Jing and Taizun brought him to help heal after fighting with others?"

Chu Jun let the black spiritual power wrap around his wrists and ankles arrogantly, and when the spiritual power was trying to get into his clothes, he gave Ning Buwei a faint look, "Ning Chengfeng."

Ning Buwei seems to be sure that he can't do anything to himself, the spiritual power is domineeringly wrapped around his waist and abdomen all the way up, as if hugging him from behind, messing up his spotless white clothes Yes, I barely let out a bad breath.

Chu Jun let the black spiritual power wrap around his back and pointed at his heart aggressively. After thinking for a while, he said with a serious expression: "You were injured too badly before, so you can't use up your spiritual power all the time. It's pretty good that you can persist for so long. .”

Ning Buwei didn't show it on the face, but the spiritual power wrapped around Chu Jun's shoulders loosened and moved away from his heart.

Chu Jun said: "And your Suzaku knife has not been repaired completely. If the Suzaku knife is complete, I may not only be able to use one hand."

Ning Buwei raised his eyebrows, and the spiritual power wrapped around him loosened a little, but not completely, and nodded at his heart as if threatening.

Chu Jun sighed reluctantly, "Well, Ning Xiu was calling your father before."

Ning Bu nodded in satisfaction for this, the black spiritual power entangled in his body retracted to his dantian, and in the end he still didn't forget to wipe the oil, put his hands behind his back, stroking his fingers as if reminiscing, and strode towards the flying boat.

Looking at his handsome and cheerful back, Chu Jun stretched out his hand to pick off the dog's tail grass pinned to his front, and smiled helplessly.

Is this so angry that you don't even want to send a flower?