Chapter 446

"What's going on out there?"

"Uncle, are you angry?"

"It seems that someone stabbed an arrow, our uncle's precious bird!"

"What? Who ate the gall of bear heart leopard! "

"Come on, let's kill that little rabbit!"

The disciples who were meditating in the camp heard the voice of the fat elder's roar and rushed to the camp with swords.

Although they are poor, they can still stand up to their family!

However, when the group of sword cultivation disciples in white clothes and when the wind came to the scene, they took a close look. Yo, how could this little rabbit grow so white and tender, just like a fresh meat bag just out of the oven, was still afraid of life, timid and pursed his small buttocks, only daring to show a pair of big eyes full of water.

The hearts of the swordsmen were pounding.

Oh, no wonder this little rabbit dares to eat the leopard gall with bear heart. He looks very handsome. If he eats more, he seems reluctant to punish him.

Although many of them could not bear the sugar coated shells of the nuns and married Taoist lovers early, the descendants of sword cultivation were recognized as difficult in the whole cultivation world. Among the sects, except for the children guarding the mountain gate, Most of them are 15-6-year-old students who have just entered the school. As a result of practicing Kendo, they have developed an old man's character with an eye-catching style. They can't touch the soft and round words at all, so that their warm, loving and fatherly heart can only take care of the ditch every day. They don't know how much waste it is!

"Uncle, what's going on?" A lively disciple came up to him. He was looking at the tender little meat bag and felt very sad. The king of Terran looked like a novice without a baby. How could he hold the baby like this? He almost strangled his little dough!

The fat elder is very tangled at this moment. The other party not only made his bird, but also was particularly shameless. He even brought a soft mascot here, which obviously disturbed the morale of the army!

Ji Wu looked around this pair of green light wolf eyes, extremely alert to hold down the back of the head of the small group, not to let him show his face.

He also suddenly remembered that although xiaotuanzi was a boy, he perfectly inherited the advantages of his mother, and his eyes and lips were full of shadows.

What he can see at a glance, will others be more stupid than him? Especially in front of him stood his former rival in love!

Even if he knew clearly that the man had broken up with Lin Lang, and his temperament was more remote and indifferent, but he always remembered the old love. He still remembered that cruel woman for ten years, and even loved his house and his dog to her son. Who knows if the other party would be as dizzy as he was and wanted to revive the old love?

"Father, father, I can't breathe." The little prince cried in a tender voice.

Ji Wu said, "be honest, otherwise..."

Don't think about braised bird in brown sauce. I cry for you.

Little prince second understand, an an minute buried in his father and father's big chest muscle, even eyes are not exposed.

The swordsmen looked sorry, but they didn't look at it more. They muttered that the supreme man of the clan was too overbearing. Some children are amazing. They look like a little meat bag.

Oh, think about it carefully. He's really amazing.

After all, Ji Wu's speed has been regarded as swish and swish in the sling level compared with the sword Xiu who has not been able to give birth to children for a hundred years.

"Sorry, I don't know that's the god bird of your sword gate." Ji Wu opened his eyes and told lies, without breathing. "However, our people pay attention to not fighting and not knowing each other. Since the emperor has hurt your bird, he will be responsible for it to the end. Well, it's just that the emperor's little emperor's son is going to be ten years old, and he still lacks a mount. I'd like to exchange a spiritual vein for the sacred objects of Jianmen. What do you think? "

The disciples began to look bad.

Each holy land has its own sacred relic, and the three golden crows are the representatives of Jianmen. If they can exchange the sacred relics left by their ancestors, what else can they build for longevity?

The fat elder didn't speak. He looked at his younger brother, now the leader.

"Not so much."

The clear and indifferent voice made the surroundings quiet.

"Those who are injured will be given back twice."

Ji Wu's eyes darkened.

"So you must see blood

The other party was wearing a white robe, his eyebrows and eyes were light, like snow that never melted all year round. When he heard his words, he nodded, "you can't get out of here without some blood."

"It depends on whether the leader has this ability."

Ji Wu's preemptive and sweeping momentum has made the four fields silent.

It was the first time that he had fought with a rival in love.

Ji Wu can't help but think of what happened in Jianmen that day. There is a kind of jealousy that can't be restrained. Lin Lang tries every means to deal with him, but she is much better at this once useless love enemy. She doesn't even dislike him for being blind and keeps company with him day and night. He did not know what happened to them later, but this did not prevent him from humiliating his rival.So this guy crooked his mouth and looked very ruffian. "I thought about it carefully. It seems that this duel is not fair to the leader. Even if I lose, I will be accompanied by a beautiful wife and a beautiful son. But it's the leader. You heard that you fell in love with a woman a long time ago. According to the time, you've had ten years' affection. How come you haven't set up a headmaster's wife yet? "

The little prince lies on his father's chest and worries. Ouch, why did he make trouble with such a good talker? Dad, does Aung's eyes look a little bit No, no, no, my mother's eyes must be very good. When he saw him, he took out his heart and lung, and he took on the worst sword gate wholeheartedly!

Well, yes, he must be the son of true love!

The little prince is entangled, while conscientiously brainwashing himself.

"Hiss -"

the wind is sharp and harsh.

The headmaster in white raised his eyelids and lifted his hand.

In an instant, clouds and waves surged, and the world changed color.

The swordsmen below were terrified.

Do you want to have such a big battle?

In the deep and heavy pupil of the white sword cultivation, the way of extermination slowly wakes up.

The real punishment has come.

Ji Wu sneered and the long sword came out of its sheath. It was just the thunder of the sword to quench his soul. It was just a flash of cold light on the edge of the knife, which reflected the black back of the head of Xiaotuan, and Jiwu stopped for a moment. He cultivates the highest martial arts of the human race. His skin is rough and his flesh is thick and he is resistant to exercise. But this little guy is white and tender. Isn't he a crispy bun?

Ten thousand sword heaven punishment covered the sky and locked Ji Wu's Qi machine.

"Eh, is the little emperor stupid? Why didn't he do anything?"

Some people were confused.

"Oh, no, he's still in his arms!"

The martial brothers of Jianmen were shocked.

Sure enough, Jiwu changed the offensive posture into defense, blocking the sky killing.

"Puff --"

Ji Wu's body was not sanctified, and under the pressure of ten thousand, he couldn't help his Qi and blood rolling and spewing out a mouthful of blood.

"Father, father, father, father?"

The little prince felt his forehead hot, and a smell of blood rushed into his nose.

The first time I met this kind of situation, the nine-year-old prince was scared to some degree, and his face turned white.

Father and Emperor's father shed so much blood, will, will die?

The little prince trembled.

No, I can't. He finally found his ungrateful father. He hasn't made him admit his mistake with his aunt. He hasn't let him ride a big horse and fly a kite to learn martial arts. How can he die! He can never die. If my mother knew that she encouraged her father to die, she would never forgive him, because he killed his father because he was clever!

Thinking of this, the little prince bit his teeth and broke away from Ji Wu's arms.

"Meat bag son, come back --"

Ji Wu didn't expect that this boy was so capable. He looked like a fat boy, but his small body was as slippery as loach. He didn't catch it for a moment and let people jump out.

When the little prince heard the word "meat bag", his little foot was crooked and almost didn't fall from the air. What kind of meat bag is it? It's not going to beat a dog! What's more, I'm a little fat and a little white. Even if it's steamed stuffed bun, it's also that kind of crystal bun! The father who can't speak is so annoying!

Rao is so, compared with the father and father, people in the opposite can hate much more.

The little prince glared at a pair of big eyes, "big villain, I don't want you to hurt my father!"

There is a little bit of the little cock protecting the big cock.

The crowd was amused for some reason.

Then, the next moment, they couldn't laugh.

Because the little prince swished out a stack of talismans from his sleeve, without blinking his eyes, he sprinkled all over the sky.

Under the conversion of one spirit Rune to 1000 spirit stones, the little guy is not casting a magic charm, but a deep blow to the rich!

This is not over. The little prince took out his left sleeve and swished out his right sleeve. Then there were lapels, belts, hair ornaments and so on. All the places that could be pulled out were taken out all over the place, such as treasure, spirit, ghost, sorcerer, demon Mother, this is to empty the whole holy land?

The swordsmen don't think this boy is cute now.

"Boom -"

"Bang Bang --"

all around.

The little prince choked his breath and took revenge for his father.

Other people had been killed by the little prince's family, but the little guy was doomed to be disappointed. He saw the other party waving his sleeve lightly, and a mysterious and fierce force suddenly hit the tender lingfu. The little Tuanzi vomited blood and fell on a disordered stone on the ground.

"Meat bun!"

Ji Wu's Qi and blood rushed up and her eyes turned red. He thought that Yu Wuxue was a little indifferent to human feelings, and he didn't put a heavy hand on a child! What's more, he guessed from the bottom of his heart that roubaoer's eight point looks like his mother's, and the other two sharp edges and corners may become more and more obvious as he grows up.Since father and son are linked, does he not have a trace of hesitation?

And the client also slightly frowned, he looked at his palm, lines have been light can not see clearly.

He had already jumped out of the cycle of birth, aging and death. How could he have a tearing pain? Illusion?

Yu Wuxue treats all those who violate the sword gate according to the rules. Naturally, he treats children equally. He only sees that the small group spits blood in the gravel. His face is also bloodstained, which is far from the small appearance of the powder carved jade carving just now.

Is he too angry?

He pursed his lips. He went over, his sleeve robe drooped, and stretched out a thin wrist. It seemed that he wanted to hold up the small ball.

"Pa --"

the little hand hit the back of his hand, leaving a few blood marks immediately.

"You're not my father, bad man. Get out of here!"

The little prince has never had such pain. He has a cold sweat and his face is wrinkled tightly.

Oh, he missed Aung so much. She would not let the bad guys bully him like this!

The little guy whimpered, the big tears rolled down, "Dad, I want Dad!"

The child's tearful eyes were filled with hatred, and his heart palpitations did not come from.

"Meat bag son, don't cry, dad is here!"

Jiwu, regardless of losing his face or not, went through the cat's waist under Yu Wuxue's sleeve and hugged his miserable meat bag.

"Sobbing, daddy, Daddy! Don't die, Dad

"Daddy will not die! Dear, don't cry

"Well, don't cry, Dad, let's go home. Aung will wait for us to go home."

"Listen to the meat bun

"Dad, I have a name, not meat bag." The little prince sucked his nose, but he couldn't give in on principle.

"What's the name of that meat bag?"

"Langya, Langya is a variety of Langya." The soft patter of the little guy with a face of blood and happy, "my Niang took it for me personally, isn't it good to hear? Later, father and Dad, you can have a little sister with Aung, and then you can choose a nice name! Langya must be a good brother, take care of her sister

Ji Wu's face flushed for a moment, "well, it will."

In fact, being a stepfather is also very good.

Jianxiu in white suddenly raised his head with sharp eyes.

The little prince wheezed and twisted his small head, completely ignoring people.

He decided to go back and tell Aung that there was a big villain in Jianmen who bullied children!

It's too bad. You must let Aung stay away from him!

Wait a minute. As the future emperor of the magic gate, how can he "retreat in the face of difficulties"?

The little prince reflected deeply.

Yes, that's right. He must practice hard and strive for a big bad guy in brown sauce as soon as possible!!!