After wearing the book, thousands of people think that my brother has become Bai Yueguang

No one thought of it.

Chu Cizhou and Ji Zhongxiao, the cub-forgetful couple, left their cubs and ran away.By the time Xue Junyi chased after Xiao Feijiu in his arms, it was already getting dark, and the spirit beast carriage carrying the two had already left the border between the two worlds.The spiritual energy at the junction is violent and the order is chaotic. Even adult monks must be careful.

Not to mention a fragile cub that was just born.Xue Junyi didn't dare to take risks.

That night, Ning Heng patted the little milk dumpling who had finally fallen asleep, and communicated with Chu Cizhou.

"Well, as a teacher, you can personally escort Xiao Jiu back to the Demon Palace." But his precious disciple refused him.

"Don't bring your cubs to the Demon Palace, it will be unfortunate!" "Master, you don't know that Jing Chen and Ji Zhongxiao started fighting because of a disagreement. I'm afraid they will hurt the cubs."

"Stop talking, I'm going to persuade Ji Zhongxiao, what kind of biscuit are you! This young master is only practicing swords and didn't sleep with him, so try hitting him!"

The jade plaque snapped off.

It seems to be going to quell the jealousy in the backyard.

I really don't know if it was wrong or right to take away the green soul from Sword Spirit's body.Ning Heng lowered his head, and barely opened his eyes to look at the little milk dumpling who was not fully awake yet.

Eyebrows gradually become milder.

A cloth tiger was conjured up to amuse him. "I'll take care of you for a few days.

The little highness, who was supposed to go to the Demon Palace to be loved by thousands of people, was just stranded in the Xianzong of the rival family.

It was also picked up by the suzerain first seat.

Xiao Feijiu is very obedient, doesn't make trouble at all, and has an amazing affinity with Ning Heng. Originally, Zai Zai hated his snow-colored feathers the most.After becoming a child, he also hated his own silver hair.He felt that Ji Ji with silver hair and silver eyes was not at all like his favorite father.

He is the most ugly monster in the world!

But all this changed after meeting Ning Heng's father.Although his father Ning Heng has silver hair, he is not ugly at all, so cool that he flies off.

Because of this, Xiao Feijiu slowly accepted his hair color.But after Su Lan came to give him the spiritual food from the claw shop once.He was suddenly a little confused, and said in a childish voice, "Does Zaizai only have Mao Mao? Why can Jiujiu's Mao Mao change?" Zai Zai also wants to change Mao Mao.

Ning Heng didn't understand what Xiao Feijiu meant at first.Until he saw his chubby hands tugging at his little clothes.Only then did I realize that it turned out that children didn't want to always wear the white clothes transformed by feathers, but wanted beautiful new clothes.

Yuxu Mountain.

I don't know when the gorgeous palace was covered with thick carpets.Lots of children's toys.

Xue Junyi was summoned by his master, and hurried into the inner room holding the brocade box.Seeing Ning Heng leaning on the seat carved from the ten-thousand-year spiritual jade, his expression was cold, as if an unattainable god had descended into the world.

In his arms, there was a cute little cub lying out of place.The appearance of the little cub is exactly the same as that of his Junior Brother Cizhou.Silver hair is generally the same as his own master.

Who and whose child is self-evident.Xue Junyi knew that there were some things that he couldn't say too much, and he shouldn't think too much, he just acted as if he was blind.

Respectfully present the brocade box in his hand.

"These are children's clothes made of the best fabrics, please take a look at them, Master."

There are a variety of small clothes in various styles.

It looks refined and beautiful.

Ke Ningheng touched the fabric and frowned slightly.When he was young, he was extremely picky about the cost of food and clothing, and only the hard-to-find clothes made of crocodile silk could satisfy children.But now time is too late.

Xiaojiu won't lose his temper like Moyao, will he?Unexpectedly, Xiao Feijiu was easy to raise, so he happily ran over and hugged his favorite black piece, not caring whether the fabric was the softest or not.

"Chirp, hello father, Zai Zai likes it!"

The black clothes that Xiao Feijiu chose had a naive little black sparrow sewn on the hem, which was nothing like his real body.After Ning Heng helped him put it on, he realized that the dark cloth made the little guy look more porcelain-white and cute, and his big silver eyes were sparkling, which was very irritating.

And at this moment, Zai Zai's belly suddenly gurgled.It turned out to be hungry.

Some natural spiritual creatures with extraordinary aptitude will be born with bigu, but Xiao Feijiu is obviously not, he is a little waste.Such a small child will starve to death if he is hungry for a while.Ning Heng first took out a few spiritual fruits to pad his stomach.Then let Xue Junyi fetch the best Lingzhi to cook some meals.On the desk, there was a bowl of porridge filled with aura.Little Fat Chirp is still just a little cub, and he needs to be hugged and fed for all reasons.

And some more squeamish children, Jing Rumo.Even when I grow up, I have to be taken care of by others.

Ning Heng hugged Xiao Feijiu on his lap, scooped up a spoonful of porridge with ease, blew it cold, and fed it to the little milk dumpling. "ah."

He signaled the clumsy little dumpling to open his mouth.Xiao Nai Tuanzi grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands to prevent herself from falling off, wrinkled her face, and shook her head.

"Cub, don't."

Do you not like porridge?

Ning Heng put down the small bowl, gently stroked the top of his hair, and patiently coaxed the wayward child.

"Oh? What's wrong?"

He thought he would hear all kinds of coquettish demands.But Xiao Feijiu's face was sullen, serious like a little adult, with a baby voice.

"You can't feed the cubs, the cubs have grown up, so I need to send some to eat." Ning Heng:

It seems that this cub is very different from his Meme.Little Fat Chirp was more determined than he thought in wanting to send some food.I was about to roll on the floor and cry.

Ning Heng had no choice but to hug him beside the low table and put down the bowl and spoon.Xiao Feijiu gave it a try, and found it too strenuous to hold the small bowl to eat, so he had to put the small jade bowl on the table and drink slowly by himself.

Inexplicably, Ning Heng felt that watching the child eat slowly was more tiring than feeding it by hand.

Afraid that he would choke on the heat.

After Zai Zai finished eating, Ning Heng breathed a sigh of relief, patted his head, and praised him for eating fast.

With rice grains on his face, Xiao Feijiu raised his head and giggled at him. "Because Zai Zai wants to grow up quickly, protect his father and father, and feed his old father and father!"

Ning Heng:

He didn't say that he would never grow old, he just felt soft in his heart and nodded slightly: "Okay."

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Although Xiao Feijiu really wanted to be independent.He really wants to "boom" into an adult who can support his parents. But he is still a clumsy little fat chirp.

Meal No.1, nothing else.

Ning Heng estimated it.

Little Fat Jiu is only three years old with a full mind.Moreover, his aptitude is muddy, and it is a miracle to transform into a humanoid agent, and it is not certain whether he can cultivate and grow up.

But he wouldn't say that in front of a child.Just coax him to eat more food, he will grow taller soon.He coaxed Xiao Feijiu to eat every meal until his stomach was full, and he was so full that he burst into tears.

This also gave Ning Heng a headache.

Inside the main hall.

Xiao Feijiu, who was climbing up and down and playing with the cloth tiger, suddenly saw his father and father, who were in charge of sect affairs, put their hands on their foreheads.A bit like tiredness, and a bit like distress.He let out a small "huh".

After Ning Heng sketched a few strokes on the paper.Suddenly, I felt the corner of my clothes being tugged with a very light force.He looked down.

It was hugging the little tiger and trying to look up at his little milk dumpling.He seemed to be interested in something suddenly, pointing to the large stack of files on the table, and said childishly.

"Cubs have to learn!"

Ning Heng only thought of him as fun, but it was a good thing for the child to want to practice calligraphy.He smiled gently, hugged Xiao Feijiu, spread a piece of white paper on the desk, pressed it with a heavy paperweight, and put the brush in his limp hand.

The big palm wrapped his little hand.

"Let's write a—, shall we?

Little Fatty Chirped in surprise: "Yi Yi!" He knew it.

It was the name given to Zai Zai by the second father!

Driven by Ning Heng, Xiao Feijiu wrote the first word in his life.

Take the first step from an illiterate bird to a smart bird!He was so happy with Chirp, he held up the rice paper to show Ning Heng as if offering a treasure, but he didn't even know it when he chirped. "Chirp Chirp Chirp! Father!"

Father, look at Zai Zai can write.

I can help my parents with things.

Ning Heng also raised the corners of his lips.

Witnessing the first time a child grows up always moves the elders.

After half a stick of incense.

Under the lamp, Ning Heng leaned over his desk to review the religious affairs.And Xiao Feijiu lay down on the small table seriously and wrote one word after another.

But compared with just now.

Little Nai Tuanzi's hands were covered in ink, and the hairs of the brush he was holding were all blown up, and the writing was crooked, uglier than a dog gnawed it out.One, two, ten...every one that floated to the ground made no progress at all.

But this little idiot is still thinking happily that he will grow up soon and can help his father and father share the affairs.

Little Fat Chirp was stupid.

Stupid because you don't realize that you are stupid.

Even Ning Heng couldn't bear it, he didn't understand why the child was so keen on practicing calligraphy all of a sudden, he didn't even play with his favorite little cloth tiger.The open space outside the temple.

In order to divert Xiao Feijiu's attention.

Ning Heng sharpened a small wooden sword for him, and decided to teach him a few sword moves that were too simple to do, and let him make blind gestures by himself.etc.

Xiao Feijiu couldn't even learn the first step, the simplest sword moves.

Ning Heng's eyelids twitched, looking at the little Naituanzi who was crying anxiously holding the wooden sword, and finally realized how wrong his decision was. "Mingming, Zai Zai Zai Zai is stupid!"

Little Fat Jiu didn't know why he was crying so sadly.Like a little cub lost by its master.

Ning Heng walked up to the sobbing little crying bag, bent down, helped him gently wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and coaxed: "Stop learning." The little Nai Tuanzi shook her head desperately, with the tip of her nose glowing red. "I have to learn! I can't learn... Next time, Zai Zai hates Ning Heng. I don't know that when Xiao Fat Jiu was born, because he couldn't melt

Ji Chongxiao was displeased with the shape.

I thought that the brat was just too sad because of this incident and hated practicing swords.

Yi is here.

The sound transmission talisman on Ning Heng's body lit up.

After he picked it up, Jing Chen's soft voice came over. "Master, the matter of the Demon Palace has been dealt with, can you give us the little sparrow?

Xiao Feijiu didn't understand adults' words very well, but he knew that Xiaoque was him, and when he heard that he was about to be sent away again, he was struck by lightning.Because cubs are stupid.

Daddy doesn't want him, and father doesn't want him either!Zai Zai no one wants it!

Little Fat Chirp couldn't bear the blow, so before Ning Heng could speak to him, he ran away crying on his short legs with a wow. "Zai Zai go to practice sword, Zai Zai don't be sent away!" The author has something to say

Chu Cizhou didn't want to talk, and threw a stupid cub at you.Ning Heng:? ? ?