After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

There was a pile of candies in his hands.

The gentle elder brother smiled at him and said, "One tooth a day, so you don't get cavities."

He leaned over and touched his head just like he did when they were children: "This is a reward for you, little hero."

At that moment, a sour feeling surged into his nose, and Jiu Moyi almost burst into tears on the spot.

He grabbed all the candies in his arms and muttered, "I'm not a child anymore."

“No matter how old you are, you are still your brother’s child.” Jiu Yanjin rubbed his head.

Jiu Moyi happily peeled the candy and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering, "Such a sweet thing, I don't know why I liked it so much when I was a kid."

Jiu Yanjin laughed, watching him say one thing and mean another.

Zhuge Fusheng, who was standing beside Wangsheng holding a sword, looked at his friends throwing themselves at others with a smile on his face. He did not look lonely at all and remained calm.

Wangsheng glanced at the young man beside him and felt a little pity for him. Just as he was about to say something, Chu Chaozhao, who was holding various things, ran towards Zhuge Fusheng and stuffed the things in his arms into his hand.

"Ah Sheng, Ah Sheng! These are the gifts from Uncle Jiuqi, the grandparents, uncles, aunts, and aunts of the Jiu family... um, this one is from Uncle Shangguan, this one is from A Lan, because she thinks the uncle gave you too little, this one is from Master, but it's a good thing.

Well, this is a gift from your uncle. I’m telling you in secret. Your uncle is very stingy on weekdays. If it weren’t for me…”

"Little brat, can you please keep your voice down when you say bad things about others? Besides, what did I do?" Wen Xianyun was picking his ears and yelling at this side with a romantic and unrestrained look.

Chu Chaozhao turned around and grinned foolishly.

Oops, I've been discovered.

"I just don't know where the brothers have gone. A Yan, why didn't you come? And the brothers and sisters from Guiyun Sect, I still have gifts for them."

The little girl in front of him and on his chest kept stuffing things into his hands, and even smuggled things from her own space into his hands, claiming that they were the best match. She was so excited when she spoke, just like a little girl who was brought up in pampering.

It was completely different from what he had seen at first, which was somewhat old-fashioned and even weathered.

Zhuge Fusheng nodded in response from time to time and took the heavy things for her so that her hands were free.

Wangsheng took a step back and watched the boy's cold face with a smile as the cold spring weather turned into the melting winter snow and the bright spring days.

And their little prince is that dazzling spring day.

"Ah Sheng! Ah Sheng, hurry up and take it, my hand is about to break, break! Ahhhh! You are so ignorant!"

The sound of Jiu Moyi howling like ghosts and wolves could be heard, accompanied by Shangguan Sulan's merciless laughter.

Zhuge Fusheng looked at his friends who had returned, each of them running towards him with a bunch of valuables in their arms.

He actually joked, but still looked serious: "Are you going to buy some goods? Are you planning to open a store? A new business?"

"Hahaha!" Sure enough, the four of them laughed in unison.

Shangguan Suchen handed the things to him, introduced who sent them one by one, and joked: "If you want to use it to open a store, it's not impossible, but you'd better borrow a few capable demons from A Zhao to support the scene."

Zhuge Fusheng tilted his head slightly and asked in confusion, "Why?"

Jiu Moyi laughed so hard that he held his belly, and quickly stuffed the things into his arms: "I'm afraid you'll be robbed! Idiot!"

Shangguan Sulan retorted: "You are also an idiot, and you still talk about Ah Sheng."

He stuffed all the things into his arms which were already full and could no longer hold anything.

“Ah Sheng, these are all given to you by them, specially given to you. Of course, some of them were obtained by us through fraud, but they are all given to you anyway, and we obtained them under the guise of giving them to you, hehehe.”

Zhuge Fusheng was almost buried by his valuables, luckily he was tall enough.

Wangsheng stood behind him, shaking his head and laughing, muttering to himself: "There are four suns."

"Yeah, you think so too?"

A gentle voice sounded beside me.

Wangsheng took a step back and bowed solemnly again to show his respect.

"I've met His Holiness."

Only now did he take a closer look. Wen Qingyu was different from when she was young. At this moment, as His Highness said, she exuded the radiance of motherhood, was very loving, but still so kind and compassionate.

He was not like this when he was young. If Your Highness were still alive, he would definitely burst into laughter.

"No need to be so polite." Wen Qingyu smiled.

Wangsheng chatted with him casually, mostly about the chaotic past of Guiyun Sect, Xiao Zhaozhao and his fellow brothers, because Wangsheng wanted to hear it, and wanted to feel it for His Highness, and also for the Demon God who was unable to cope with the situation.

"Hey! Zhuge Fusheng!" A group of people wearing familiar uniforms came over from the end of the yellow sand. "You still remember to come back!"

When this annoying voice was heard, Chu Chaozhao and his men immediately drew out their 40-meter-long swords and chased after the young man.

"You bunch of devils! Stop it! Stop it! Uncle, help!"

Nie Daoxu ignored the voice and stood in front of Zhuge Fusheng without knowing when.

Zhuge Fusheng bowed politely and called out, "Master."

“Well, it’s amazing that you still remember me.” Nie Daoxu coughed uncomfortably and patted his shoulder. “Thank you for the hardship you endured. The Demon Clan’s spies have already seen everything you said and did on the God-Becoming Platform. It’s all thanks to you that you still recognize me as your master. It was my fault in the beginning!”

Nie Daoxu took a step back and bowed his hands apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's me..."

Zhuge Fusheng interrupted him and helped him up in time, saying seriously, "Master, if you continue like this, my long journey of cultivating immortals will be cut in half."

Nie Daoxu: ...You little brat, you're still a stubborn person!

“Uh, hahahaha, goose, goose, goose, goose!” Wen Xianyun’s undisguised laughter could be heard at the right time. “Nie Daoxu, yo yo yo, the sun is rising from the west today. I must be dreaming in broad daylight!”

"Wen, Xian, Yun!" Nie Daoxu's face flushed, and he quickly stuffed an ancient book into his arms and slipped away quickly, as if he had done something shameful.

He drew his sword and chased after the man, cursing at him and fighting with him.

Chu Tianming, who was beaten black and blue, brushed past Zhuge Fusheng and retreated back, running on the spot as if he was ready to escape at any time: "Stinky uncle, I thought this ancient sword move was given to me! Humph! Forget it, since you're having a hard time out there, I won't take it from you this time!"

"You dare to rob?" Chu Chaozhao's voice came.

"Oh my god!" Chu Tianming screamed and ran away.

It was very lively in the desert, with dust flying everywhere. A group of people gathered together, pointing and laughing.

"Little Junior Sister! Little Junior Sister!"

Someone came in with a gust of sand, covered in dust.

Chu Chaozhao's eyes lit up, he put away his forty-meter-long sword and looked towards the source of the sound.

She saw two young men, one cold and one passionate, flying towards her. The two men were dressed in gorgeous clothes, as if they had walked out of an art painting. One was cold and arrogant, and the other was passionate and romantic.

But what’s funny is that their arms are spread out like flying birds, hung with food boxes, and there is also one hanging around their necks.