[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

"How, do you agree or not?"

Yu Luosha didn't know how to hold a child, and the child was crooked by him in the swaddling baby, with tears in his eyes, and his eyes were red, which made people feel soft-hearted for no reason.

But for some reason, the child didn't cry this time, which is really strange.

Tan Zhao stood opposite him. It was windy at night, and the north wind outside kept blowing non-stop. He thought for a moment, then asked, "Do I have the right not to agree?"

Yu Luocha laughed, and the smoke still shrouded his face, people could only hear his laughter: "You have, if you have the determination to die at this moment."

Give me liberty or give me death?I'm sorry, but he thought it was quite interesting. Tan Zhao nodded sincerely: "Well, I'm actually quite afraid of death."

System: ... Host, you said this, are you not guilty?

Of course, Tan Zhao was not guilty, and even talked about the conditions: "Master Yu asked me to help you cultivate an heir, so you are not afraid that I will cultivate an enemy for you?"

Yu Luocha laughed loudly, arrogant and unrestrained, as if nothing in the world could restrain him: "You can try."

Crazy!

The conditions were settled, and Tan Zhao agreed to help Yu Luocha raise the heir, and Yu Luocha would not kill Tan Zhao.This condition is very reasonable, Tan Zhao has no reason not to agree, it's just... raising a child? !

It might be... easy, right?

Tan Zhao regretted it the next day. The system looked at the host, you are cruel, you are ruthless, and you roared unreasonably: Host, calm down, all the time gained for suicide will be deducted!He is just a child, don't kill people, you will die if you kill people!

Tan Zhao still looked indifferent, and even regretted leaving Wanmei Villa.

Yu Luocha's Ximen Chuuxue family's bloodlines are almost extinct, father is not father, son is not son, he would send messages of safety to his father and mother when the modern times were endless, this Yu Luocha didn't want to raise his son, so he gave His own son built a manor for him to grow up by himself, and made a fake son to raise for him to play with. If he really wanted Ximen Chuuxue to be some kind of heir, he would never let him only learn kendo and put all his eggs in one basket. this……

Tan Zhao finally coaxed the child with a bitter face, but finally couldn't bear it anymore: [System, is there anything that can make the child fall asleep? ]

The system is suffering, its host is such a dog, and it is also very desperate: host, calm down, children are very fragile, you can't kill people!

Of course Tan Zhao understands this truth, but it is absolutely impossible for him to turn around and go back to Wanmei Villa.

This Ximen Chuuxue is also very powerful, the butler is not willing to let him take the little master away, but Ximen Chuuxue is holding the sword and even his face does not change. Which eye of this Sun Xiuqing is wrong to like such a sword pimple!

No, he has to find someone to carry it with him no matter what!

After Tan Zhaosi thought about it, Lu Xiaofeng was the only candidate.

[System, find me Lu Xiaofeng's location! ]

It took a day to get the time to exchange Lu Xiaofeng's location. Tan Zhao took Ximen Rui and went south. Fortunately, there was a system yelling at the host every day to calm down. Otherwise, this little ancestor would have died tragically under Tan Zhao's claws before Tan Zhao arrived in Yangzhou. down.

When we arrived in Yangzhou, we went straight to the small building on Luli Street.

Although this small building is called a small building, it is very magnificent. It was originally built by the richest man, Mr. Hua, for his beloved young son.Huajia Qilang Huamanlou is a kind person, he lived here because he didn't want his parents to be embarrassed, but he couldn't see, so he couldn't see the whole picture of the small building clearly.

At this moment, Huamanlou was drinking with his friend Lu Xiaofeng who had been missing for many days, and someone was singing while drinking.

So if you ask Lu Xiaofeng who is his best friend, he will definitely answer Huamanlou.

"Qitong, this time I met a funny person. If you meet him, I'm afraid..." Before he finished speaking, Tan Zhao came in with the child in his arms.

The small building is never closed, and people often come in to ask for a glass of water and wine. The two thought they were porters, but they didn't expect it: "Lu Xiaofeng, I'm not here, so you want to speak ill of me?"

With a clear voice, he must be a decent person.

Hua Manlou gave him the conclusion of his first impression, but he didn't expect that Lu Xiaofeng next to him would turn over the table as if he saw a tiger: "My God, brother Tan, have you given birth to a tiger? What are you doing, little ancestor!"

Tan Zhao smiled slightly: "I don't want to give birth to a tiger!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little ancestor, who had finally fallen asleep, burst into tears again. His voice was so loud that even a gentle gentleman like Hua Manlou couldn't stand it. His ears were much more sensitive than others.

"Oh, my little ancestor, don't cry! Uncle will do tricks for you, okay?"

"Lu Xiaofeng, don't be so scary, is he hungry?"

……

Three big men surrounded a child, and in the end it was the aunt selling sesame seed cakes next door who heard the crying and coaxed the child.

Lu Xiaofeng wiped the sweat from his brow, and finally asked if Tan Zhao was fleeing, and if he wanted to help pass the knife or something.

"Lu Xiaofeng, being friends with you is really the biggest mistake in my life, Tan Zhao."

Lu Xiaofeng looked like you really don't have eyesight, but unexpectedly Hua Manlou nodded in agreement: "This son is right, Lu Xiaofeng is indeed the most troublesome man in the world."

So Tan Zhao and Hua Manlou exchanged names, and they met each other for a while.

Lu Xiaofeng: ...I must say something about MMP!

"I'm just kidding, brother Tan, you can't handle this ancestor, even if Master Jade hunts you down, you still..." Lu Xiaofeng didn't expect that his friend hadn't seen him for a few days, so he brought a small hostage here just to survive him.

Tan Zhao was speechless about what you were thinking: "Do you think I want to bring him out? You didn't kill me! If you didn't take me to Wanmei Villa to throw yourself into the net, why would I fight Yu Luocha now?" This bet!"

Speaking of this, Lu Xiaofeng also felt guilty.

The fact that Tan Zhao was originally Yu Tianbao, the young leader of the Western Demon Cult, feigned death.But he never imagined that his normally cold friend Ximen would...not even mention it at all.

"Actually, Brother Tan, I was also tricked by Ximen. If I had known this earlier, I would not have taken you to Wanmei Villa even if I died."

Hua Manlou also had to lament the coincidence of fate, who knew that the sword god Ximen Chuuxue was actually a father-son relationship with Yu Luocha of the Western Demon Cult, even if it was publicized, no one would believe it.

"So, you are taking him with you now to save your life?"

Tan Zhao nodded.

"Brother, I sympathize with you." Ximen agreed to such a ridiculous thing, Lu Xiaofeng had nothing to say.

Disapproval also appeared on Hua Manlou's face, but he was an outsider who couldn't say anything.

"But speaking of it, you are also the second uncle of this little ancestor. I'm afraid that Ximen's temper is not good for raising children. You seem to be more reliable than Ximen. Master Yu has high expectations for you!"

Tan Zhaoli looked at him: "Lu Xiaofeng, won't your conscience hurt when you say this?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "To use your words, we handsome guys have no conscience!"

The heartless handsome guy Tan Zhao and the heartless number two handsome guy Lu Xiaofeng ended up living in Huamanlou's small building, and Huamanlou naturally wouldn't refuse.

Tan Zhao didn’t want to stay in Wanmei Villa, firstly because the winter in Saibei was too cold, and secondly because Wanmei Villa was too cold, the owner of the villa was a cold sword bump, with swords in his eyes and hearts, and the same was true for the subordinates. This is the case, and most of them are arranged by Yu Luocha, so it is only a ghost if he can stay still.

In the warm Jiangnan, Tan Zhao's heart came alive again, and he didn't need the system to call the host to calm down every day. It's really...Hua Manlou is so understanding, he found a nurse over the next day.

The little ancestor was coaxed and fed, so it was not so troublesome.

"Brother Tan, what's your plan next?"

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't wait to run away in the past two days, so the person talking to him was naturally Huamanlou.

"Raise children, make money." Make time.

Hua Manlou's face froze when he heard about raising a child. To be honest, he had never felt that children were such a tormenting existence before: "Brother Tan has worked hard. If you need Hua's help, please feel welcome."

Tan Zhao just laughed, Huamanlou is a very reliable friend, and he is also a good person: "Of course, Uncle Lu said that you are a big local tyrant, and you can't eat poorly."

Even so, meeting Tan Zhao by chance didn't take advantage of him, and he was already looking for a house.

After all, he thinks raising a child is too simple, he is not familiar with this world, if he takes this child to the world, he is afraid that the child will die before he grows up.

Therefore, you can only settle in one place.

Yangzhou is a good place. Local officials are clean and honest, and Huamanlou is a local backer.

Tan Zhao lived in Yangzhou just like that, for... three years.

Three years is already Tan Zhao's limit. In the past three years, he has traveled all over Yangzhou and its surrounding areas. Even though he spent six or seven hours practicing martial arts in the later stage, he was still bored in the end.

Boring, so boring!

There is also this kid who is a ghost, who smiles like a flower every day, except for a face that looks like Ximen Chuuxue!It's really nothing like it!

"Second Uncle, Second Uncle! Second Uncle, don't you want to take me to see my father, you agreed!"

A three-year-old child is already smart, and Tan Zhao doesn't know much about ancient education, so he teaches according to his temperament. To be honest, this child becomes sensible day by day, and it feels... quite subtle.

Even now, he began to look forward to what the child would look like in the future.

If... If he trains carefully, can he really surpass those two psychopaths of Ximen's family?