After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Comprehension world.

Qianfu Louzhou, Wanxuanyuan.

The fragrance of tea is tainted with strong spiritual power, slowly spreading in the silent room.

"...That is to say, that Pei Heguang not only knew your previous plan, but also told Ning Chengfeng face to face?" The expression on Hao Zheng's face switched between gloating and sympathizing several times, and finally stopped. On the gloating above.

Chu Jun hummed.

"That kid didn't settle accounts with you?" Hao Zheng stroked his beard, "Didn't he hack you with his precious knife?"

Chu Jun shook his head and said, "He never mentioned it again."

Hao Zheng said doubtfully, "It's not like his style of acting."

Chu Jun stroked the teacup in his hand unhurriedly, "I'm holding on."

When he just woke up, he didn't seem to be in a daze, and the way he looked at him in the past two days after returning to Shiqizhou gradually started to look strange.

"I said, why do you have time to join me here." Hao Zheng said with a gleeful smile, "You deserve it."

Chu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I'm kind enough to give you advice, don't plan on me." Hao Zheng picked up his teacup and took a sip, "It is indeed the spirit tea grown by Ruogu Peak."

"Help, I'll give you both." Chu Jun said.

Hao Zheng raised his eyebrows, rolled up his sleeves and said teasingly: "I remember more than 500 years ago, a certain headmaster Chu swore to me that he would die, and he was very ruthless...calculating and calculating, and it took a lot of trouble. Give a little baby Takumi a bone-shape—"

The old god Chu Jun is drinking tea.

"Tsk, 'at least he can live for more than ten years like this, I don't owe him any karma'," Hao Zheng said, "I have a bad memory, who said that?"

Chu Jun continued to drink tea.

Hao Zheng stretched out his hand to hold down his cup, "Is this tea for me? Why can't you finish drinking it?"

Chu Jun had no choice but to put down his teacup.

"It's fine if he gets angry and angry now, I have my own way to deal with it," Chu Jun said with lowered eyes: "But he is not cold and hot now, and he has never mentioned this matter..."

"In the end, I left you here," Hao Zheng shook his head and laughed, "You still have today!"

Chu Jun lowered his eyes and didn't answer, looking as if he was lost in thought.

Hao Zheng laughed at him until he had a good laugh, and finally stopped laughing, and said seriously: "Since the first battle at Xingluoya, that Pei Heguang used old things to provoke Ning Chengfeng one after another, probably in order to make him reshape ruthless Daoxin's idea is that he is afraid that people will not take the bait, and deliberately lures him with the old affairs of the Ning family and the Suzaku Broken Knife... But if it is to win She Ning Chengfeng in the end, it seems a bit unreasonable."

"He originally wanted to seize the root of Chengfeng, and then tried to seize it when Chengfeng was unstable." Chu Jun frowned, "But it looks more like a temptation."

Hao Zheng rubbed his beard, "In the past six months, everyone has known about the instability of the gossip formation, and now they all know that Ning Xiu is the body of Linglong. Chengfeng, not to mention how many people are fishing in troubled waters, things are developing so quickly, it's hard to guarantee that Pei and Guang didn't do it."

Chu Jun knocked on the table slowly.

"What do you think about the gossip formation?" Hao Zheng asked him suddenly.

Chu Jun glanced at him lightly.

"If...you can only use Linglong bones to repair the gossip formation, and Chu Linyuan and the others really find a way to save Ning Xiu's life, what are you and Ning Chengfeng going to do?" Hao Zheng asked.

"Why do you need to repair the Bagua array?" Chu Jun's tone sounded a bit cold.

"Once the Eight Diagrams Formation is destroyed, the seventeen prefectures will lose all their spiritual power. I'm afraid there will be little hope for monks to ascend in the future." Hao Zheng sighed.

"It may not be possible to have a few ascensions when it is not destroyed." Chu Jun snorted lightly: "They know what they want to do."

"Hey you—" Hao Zheng hadn't heard him speak in such a tone for hundreds of years, and was a little surprised for a while, "You won't lift the prohibition of the Dao of Killing, will you?"

Chu Jun stared silently at the rising white mist.

"I'm ashamed to say that other people are stubborn, but you are the one who is the most twisted." Hao Zheng looked at him helplessly, "If Daoist Zhuo Zhi is still around, I will definitely beat you, a stubborn donkey!"

Chu Jun said: "I've changed my route, so it doesn't matter if I untie it."

"Heh, that's what you said when you swore you were going to die." Hao Zheng snorted coldly, "In the end, he and his children are all in a basket. Now Diandian came here and begged me to help you coax him."

Jing and Taizun who were drinking tea choked.

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Ning Xiu ran forward happily down the corridor with a small ball in his arms, and Ning Buwei followed him slowly, admiring the long-lost scenery.

After not coming back for a long time, Wanxuanyuan is still the same - extremely boring.

A wintersweet was in full bloom, and Ning Buwei stretched out his hand to break it, when a stone with spiritual power came towards his hand aggressively, and he squeezed it in his palm.

When he heard the reputation, he saw Shang Nuanwei standing at the door, staring at him with an unfriendly expression, "Where did you come from, dare to touch the flowers in my yard casually?"

Ning Buwei saluted her politely, but his tone was very perfunctory, "Vice President Shang."

Shang Nuanwei and the other two elders are the vice-principals of Wanxuan Yuan, but the adverbs are not very good-sounding. Everyone tacitly calls her Principal Shang, and few of them call her the vice-principal if they get bored.

Shang Nuanwei was about to teach someone a lesson when Ning Xiu hugged her legs, "Auntie beautiful~"

"Xiaoxiu?" Shang Nuanwei looked at him in surprise, reached out and hugged him into her arms, and said with a smile: "Auntie, I haven't seen you for a long time, seeing the sky running around with your unreliable fathers, I lost all my weight, let my aunt kiss—"

Ning Xiu clicked happily, pointed at the flowers and said, "Auntie, I want flowers~"

"Okay, Auntie will pick the biggest one for you." Shang Nuanwei kissed him vigorously again, and folded a big one of the brightest one for him to hold and play with.

Ning Buwei wandered to the door with his hands behind his back, looking inside without any trace.

"What are you looking at secretly!" Shang Nuanwei said angrily.

Ning Buwei said modestly: "It's not polite to go in without the owner's permission."

"I didn't see you being polite when you climbed the window every day before." Shang Nuanwei snorted coldly.

"Vice President Shang doesn't know me?" Ning Buwei said slowly with his hands behind his back.

Shang Nuanwei kicked her as soon as she raised her foot, but he dodged it with ease, and entered the door logically.

Ning Xiu looked down at the wintersweet in his hand, licked it quietly, but didn't taste anything, Shang Nuanwei pinched his mouth, "Why do you put everything in your mouth like your father?"

"Da~" Ning Xiu twitched his mouth, "It's not sweet."

"It's right if it's not sweet." With one hand behind his back, Ning Buwei bent over to look at the bottles and cans on the table, "Deputy President Shang hates sweet things, Vice President, can you touch them? "

Shang Nuanwei said: "Touch it casually, if it breaks, I will go to Chu Jun for compensation."

Ning Buwei touched his nose guiltily, "That's so embarrassing."

Shang Nuanwei hugged Ning Xiu and found a chair and sat down, "Do what you want to do quickly, stop pretending to me here, and don't accept your Jade Spirit Pill, just lend me a couple of days for my son to play with."

Ning Buwei nodded boldly, "Deal."

Ning Xiu who was gnawing on flowers: "??"

Although I haven't seen it for hundreds of years, Shang Nuanwei's room is still the same. There are all kinds of strange spiritual plants and spirit beast pills. Not only that, but almost all the talisman circles in the world can be found here. In the past, Ning Buwei was a frequent visitor here when he was studying in Wanxuan Yuan. Shang Nuanwei mentioned more than once that he wanted to accept him as a closed disciple, but Ning Buwei never agreed because of his playfulness, which made Vice President Shang very dissatisfied.

But dissatisfaction is all dissatisfaction, the restriction of this room still remains ineffective for him, and he has sneaked in many times in the past 500 years without being discovered——

Maybe they were discovered by Hao Zheng and monk Nuanwei when they went to the island, but they all tacitly turned a blind eye to pretend that they didn't see it.

Ning Buwei spent the whole afternoon messing around with spell formations, Ning Xiu called his father several times, and he responded perfunctorily, but he didn't even bother to raise his head.

After finishing the last stroke, he finally moved his neck and looked up at Ning Xiu, "Come on, Dad will take you there—Chu Jun?"

After Chu Jun drank the last sip of tea in his cup, he said calmly, "Did you finish the painting?"

"Ang, it's over." Ning Buwei put down the brush in his hand, "Why are you here?"

"It's time for Ning Xiu to eat." Chu Jun said, "Let's go."

It’s the annual vacation, except for the special island where the headmaster and disciples who don’t go home stay overnight, basically no one shows up in other places. They are living in the same room that Chu Jun used to be the headmaster here before, which is not too big. , but barely enough.

Feng Zizhang and other disciples who stayed overnight were taken by the head teachers to experience in the Fuluo Secret Realm. It was said that they would not be able to return until two days later. Da Huang and Xiao Hei were taken away with them, so Ning Xiu was somewhat lonely alone. .

He sat at the table and finished eating obediently, and Chu Jun wiped his mouth and hands clean, and rubbed his chubby belly sullenly.

Chu Jun touched his little head, "They will be back soon."

"Da~" Ning Xiu lay on his arm, "Daddy~ where did you go?"

Chu Jun raised his head, Ning Buwei disappeared again as expected.

Playing the game of "Find Dad" with Ning Xiu for a while, after confirming for the seventh time that Ning Buwei didn't hide himself in the vase on the Bogu rack, Ning Xiu finally yawned.

"Mother~ I'm sleepy~" Ning Xiu lay in his arms in a daze, like a fluffy little cotton ball.

Chu Jun touched his little ears, "Go to sleep."

Ning Xiu lay in his arms and fell asleep within a short while. He didn't know what kind of dream he had, so he grinned happily.

Chu Jun stuffed him into the quilt, and the door behind him was pushed open.

"Sleeping?" Ning Buwei leaned against the door frame and asked him.

"Yeah." Chu Jun turned his head to look at him, and then his eyes paused.

Ning Buwei's hair was wet and she was wearing clothes with her front open. Her brows and eyes, which were originally slightly sharp, softened a lot in the water vapor, but the expression on her face was not very kind.

I saw the big devil pointing to a small bright red mole on his collarbone, his voice seemed to be icy, "Please explain to me, what is this?"