[No CP] Monster Race Growth Daily

8000 years ago, the passage between the lower realm and the mountain and sea realm, the heavenly ladder, was repaired by unknown people.

Of course, in fact, which expert, or which family did it, everyone knows it well, and tacitly does not mention it.

The truly capable bigwigs showed a nonchalant attitude after a meeting. The little god Xiaoxian at the bottom instantly understood the latest wind direction and avoided talking about it. Other than the Golden Winged Roc, the others seemed to be totally ignorant of this matter.

...No, there is actually proof that it happened, and the existence of this proof is amazing.

Golden Winged Roc: "Can't it be amazing? I was beaten because of this unlucky boy!"

Kunpeng lazily said: "It's not because you insist on leaving some inheritance in the lower realm, and it's fine if you keep it. You also told the peacocks in the lower realm that the one who got your inheritance is the brother of the peacock clan. In the end, this thing was killed by a little tit Not only that, but you also killed the head of the Peacock clan at that time. So it is not too unjust for you to be beaten."

The golden-winged roc held his breath: "Who knew this thing could cause such a big deal? I just ran away from home, but now I dare not go back!"

Kunpeng turned over and felt that his friend was really nagging, so he ignored it.

Gold-winged roc: "Stop talking, hey, hey!"

At the same time, on the East Sea, there are little fairies in twos and threes picking up spirit shells.I don't know who mentioned the "unspeakable" first, and several people happily exchanged gossip.

"Ah, you are talking about that one, right?"

"I just heard about it yesterday, who opened up the Peach Garden?"

"That was news three months ago! I heard that he set fire to Beilong Palace!"

"so smart!"

"That one is still a cub."

"The future is terrifying."

Two beautiful children stood aside, listening to the gossip with great interest.

Kong Yao curled his lips after listening for a while, threw a dried apricot into his mouth, turned his head to the children beside him and said, "Is this how I look in their eyes? I thought I was quite obedient?"

Nezha rubbed his chin, thoughtfully: "Maybe they don't know you well."

Kong Yao nodded, deeply agreeing.

The two left shoulder to shoulder, ready to find some new fun, these little fairies who didn't know if they were unlucky or lucky had no idea that these two great gods passed by their side.

It was already the third day when Kong Yao returned to the Indus Forest, and the first thing he did when he came back was to transform into a prototype and jump directly at his father.

After happily shrinking himself down and burying himself in Kong Mingxue's arms, Kong Yao opened his beak and acted skillfully: "Daddy, daddy, I'm back."

Kong Mingxue combed the fur on Kong Yao's back with her fingers gently.

The little white peacock fell asleep peacefully.

When he woke up again, Kong Jiangning came to tell him the news.

"Xiao Yao, someone wants to see you." Kong Jiangning stretched out her hand, tapped Kong Yao's forehead, and said in a leisurely tone, "It's an old friend visiting."

Kong Yao turned into a human form and rubbed his eyes, his voice was still vaguely awake: "Old friend?"

Kong Jiangning smiled: "Well, old friend."

After Kong Yao tidied himself up, a while had passed.

Kong Jiangning took Kong Yao's hand and took him to the palace where he received guests.Like a pair of ordinary grandparents and grandchildren, they walked slowly in the sunshine reflected through the branches.

The palace was at the end of the forest, bathed in the bright light of the undead volcano.

The spirit bird that is good at singing can't go around, and the spirit of the fairy is overflowing from the side of the gorgeous palace, forming a cloud and mist that is not real but not real.

After the 77 red jade steps, Kong Yao stood at the door and looked in curiously.

Bu Feiqi turned around, looked at the strange yet familiar child, and suddenly saw the former Kong Yao...or the former Bu Shengyao.

At that moment, Bu Feiqi thought a lot.

He thought of Bu Liumu, his grandfather who was dragging his sad face before he died, and Su Fengqing, Yu Qidao, and Yuanxiu Yaosheng, they were all gone.

But on the other hand, the new vitality bursting out from the current lower realm should not be underestimated.

The juniors headed by Yue Ling are also growing rapidly.

Bu Feiqi opened his mouth, but then remembered what Kong Mingxue had told him about Kong Yao's recent situation.

The man has forgotten the past.

Bu Feiqi shook his head, and in the end he only said a cliché——

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Looking at this person is like seeing the future without any haze.

The author has something to say:

Well, it's really all over.

I really opened the Yaozu book very casually, and I read it as soon as I opened my mind. Now that I think about it, I was really young and naive (drinking tea)

In short, when I was so broken that I thought I might not be able to write it down, I finished it with my conscience.

This was supposed to be my first attempt at writing a full story, and it was probably something I learned to write as I grew up.

From the beginning to the end, I feel like watching myself grow up.

Maybe the mentality is different, and the way you see it is also different.

Okay, I won’t be too wordy, I’ve already written a little bit of the next book, it’s Zongman, I should put the copy first when I get back, but I have to wait until the holidays.

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