Sick villain's fall in love

Chapter 155 Isn't it enough for master to have a candle? (Reward plus more~)

After speaking, ignoring the different gazes of the monks behind him, he cast out the formula and drove the moonlight away.

After flying for a short distance, the blush on Wu Zhan's face has not faded, and he said softly: "I, I have caused trouble for Zhenjun Fengxie."

Bi Xie was joking with the little system, but Wu Zhan's voice was too low, so he didn't hear it for a while.

"The villain is the Demon Ancestor, who is very powerful in the fusion stage, and Chengguang Zhenjun actually said in a very sad and regretful tone: "It's just an ordinary person."

"Hahaha... I almost died laughing at the time, but the surface was still tense, which made my chest hurt."

Hosting system: "Hey, hey, hey, host, you have to thank me, I told you that the villain is a demon, and the spiritual root can't be detected by the spirit plate, so blah blah blah..."

Bi Xie: "Stop! This villain touches my chest, what the hell, he won't want to breastfeed, will he?"

Hosting system: "The villain is a baby, so of course he has to eat milk, but goat milk and cow milk are rich~"

Bi Xie probed the storage bag with his spiritual sense, searched around and found a lot of colorful silk cloth, small beads, swords and magic weapons, but there were no dairy products.

"Small system, the original owner didn't have the habit of bringing milk with him, did he make the villain starve? Anyway, he is a big villain, so he won't die so easily."

Hosting system: "...The host please use your clever little brain to think of a way, the villain has not yet awakened his power, he will die if he doesn't eat milk!!!"

Bi Xie's head hurt from the noise, and he said perfunctorily, "Okay, I understand, I'll borrow the milk."

Isn't there a five or six-year-old black sesame stuffed apprentice next to her?
Bi Xie turned his head and smiled kindly at Wen Zhu: "Zhuer, do you store dairy products such as cow's milk and goat's milk in your storage bag?"

"Master, this is a human being without the aptitude for cultivation. Why doesn't Master entrust him to an ordinary household in the mortal world? Is Master going to bring him back to the Golden Light Sect?" Staring at Bi Xie.

He felt that Master was a little strange today.

"Why not? Master can raise one of you, so naturally he can raise the second one. Master is rich."

Wen Zhu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he said loudly, "No!"

Bi Xie glanced lightly at the little meat bun who stood up emotionally, with a half-smile at the corner of his mouth: "Why not?"

"I... I am Master's closed disciple. Master said that we only accept Wen Zhu as an apprentice in this life." Meng Baozi's almond eyes were watery, and he said aggrievedly, "Besides, Zhu'er doesn't want Master to have other disciples. Isn't it enough?"

Bi Xie leaned on his chin fearlessly, looked down at the crying baby in his arms, and said in a calm tone, "The past was the past, and the present is the present. It's not good to keep him in Xuanhuo Peak to be your companion." ?"

Wen Zhu bit his lips tightly, and after a while, seeing that Bi Xie had made up his mind, he could only persuade softly, "Master, we are different from ordinary people. If you insist on accepting him, not only will the other brothers of the Golden Light Sect To humiliate this baby without any spiritual root attributes will also humiliate Master."

"I look easy to be humiliated?" Bi Xie raised his eyebrows lazily, and the sharp light in his eyes silenced Wen Zhu for an instant.

The master and apprentice didn't speak again for a while, as if they realized that the atmosphere was serious, the crying of the baby in Bi Xie's arms also subsided a little.

"That, that, True Monarch Fengxie, I have... unicorn spiritual milk, do you need it?" A white jade-like hand held a milky white porcelain bottle, and handed it to Bi Xie.

　Thank you for the Bing Kuo Luo who was rewarded by the family lost in the interstellar (*▽*)
　　Thank you for the 235 book coins rewarded by family and friends (*▽*)
　　Thanks to my family, Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin, who asked the author for women's clothing to reward 500 book coins (*▽*)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)