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

"Ah~" Ning Xiu looked at him with innocent eyes and blinked.

Chu Jun stared at Ning Xiu with downcast eyes, trying to teach his son, "How decent is it?"

However, the son couldn't understand, and his temper was still in a hurry, so he patted his clothes with his little hands to indicate that he should save people quickly.

With a wave of the snow-colored wide sleeve, the dark pattern of platinum on it glistens in the dim yellow light.

Ning Xiu immediately forgot about his dying father, stared at Chu Jun's sleeve with great interest, and stretched out his little hand to grab it.

Chu Jun borrowed some spiritual power from Ning Xiu's sea of ​​knowledge and mixed it with his own. The pale golden spiritual power turned into mist and enveloped Ning Buwei, and he didn't even look carefully at the other party's appearance.

Ning Buwei did not reject Ning Xiu's spiritual power, but frowned uncomfortably.

Chu Jun kept his eyes down, and he didn't even look up at the cloud of mist. He used Ning Xiu's little spiritual power to investigate again, and the other party did not resist.

With his crimson spiritual power mixed with Ning Xiu's golden color, he walked around the opponent's eight meridians, and then fell silent facing the dantian that was about to be shattered into pieces.

Cutting off the meridians and destroying the cultivation base are all praises for him.

If it weren't for the surge of green spiritual power protecting his dantian and heart veins, he would have exploded and died long ago.

Chu Jun looked a little dignified.

He raised his head and looked around his son's Sea of ​​Consciousness. It wasn't that big for a Jindan stage monk, but for a baby, it could be called vast.

But in the vast sea of ​​consciousness, there is only a circle of light, at most it is only as big as two rooms.

There is a huge lantern hanging in the air, exuding a soft light, but it is different from the real lantern, as if it was pinched out with spiritual power, and even tassels were pinched out intimately, next to it is a series of more than a dozen sizes. The different bells were also pinched by spiritual power.

There is also a porcelain spoon the size of an adult's palm, on which a fluffy big yellow dog is drawn, sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail.

Next to the spoon is a flower bowl bigger than a human head, with festive big red flowers painted on it. These two things are second only to lanterns and bells, and they are placed in the brightest place to show the importance of the owner.

In addition, there is a jade-colored leaf, half of the dark cave wall, a few withered grass taller than a person, a fist-sized stone, swaddling clothes embroidered with soothing spells and evil spirit charms, a black The clothes and half of the white clothes, the half of the white clothes that Chu Jun was wearing were several times bigger, they were exactly the same——

Just when Chu Jun was looking at it, there was a gleaming platinum dark pattern on the sleeve.

Chu Jun: ...

This brightness is a bit exaggerated.

In the clearing illuminated by lanterns, strange things are piled up to the brim.

After the monk opened up the Sea of ​​Consciousness, he could change the Sea of ​​Consciousness into whatever he liked. Obviously, this pile of strange things is his son's favorite.

Ning Xiu finally grabbed his sleeve after all the hard work, and stuffed it into his mouth excitedly.

Chu Jun pulled his sleeve out of his mouth, and said to him, "I want to heal you...father, your sea of ​​consciousness can't bear it."

"Ah~" Chu Jun didn't know what his father was, so he poked his mouth and played with his sleeve.

Chu Jun said: "Take me to your father's sea of ​​consciousness."

Ning Xiu's attention finally returned from his sleeve to his poor biological father, "Ah!"

Daddy!

Chu Jun: "..."

After a long while, a large group of pale golden mist floated in the vast sea of ​​consciousness, and beside him stood Chu Jun with a frosty face.

Ning Xiu lay dangling in a simple cradle bed, with a string of small pink bells hanging on it, which was more beautiful than the one his father gave him, and it was even more luminous.

He likes this even more!

The place where he lies still moves!

Ning Xiu happily shook and shook, and the string of luminous bells also shook and shook. He couldn't help but yawned a little, his eyelids were heavy, and he turned to look at his father worriedly, only to find that his father had been replaced. Putting off her white clothes, she let out a soft "Ah~".

In vain, remember to hold daddy and sing~

Then fell into a deep sleep.

The light and soft sound of the bell is particularly obvious in the vast space.

The opponent's naked upper body was looming in the mist, so Chu Jun could only put on his own robe and set up a trap around him to prevent him from waking up and suddenly attacking—from the experience of the previous two times, the opponent was full of tricks. And with sinister thoughts, he is by no means a kind person, so he is safe from danger.

It is really helpless to drag the other party into one's own sea of ​​consciousness. The child's sea of ​​consciousness can't bear the spiritual power he used to heal the wound, but dragging the other party's spiritual consciousness and spiritual consciousness in...

Chu Jun's spiritual power flickered between his fingers, and he vigilantly and carefully began to repair the opponent's dantian that was about to crumble into slag, and it was inevitable to add his own spiritual power.

After a long while, his eyes paused slightly.

This person's dantian has been damaged not only once, but the way he repairs it is somewhat familiar.

Ning Buwei, who was in a deep sleep, noticed a change in his dantian, frowned, and tried to sit up with a sudden force on his waist, but a warm palm pressed his shoulder forcefully and gently.

"Don't move." Chu Jun lowered his voice for fear of waking the child.

A small portion of the opponent's white and powerful neck and tight jaw were revealed in the lingering light golden mist.

With a bit of arrogance and domineering provocation.

Chu Jun lowered his eyes, and with a little force on his wrist, he pushed the half-dead man back into the mist.

Ning Buwei hit the back of his head on the ground, knocked hard, and passed out completely.

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Limbs and limbs seemed to be crushed and then reassembled, and the whole body was sore.

Ning Buwei struggled to open his eyes, and met the big eyes of a dog with a red tongue sticking out.

This dog's head looks familiar, like the one on the little spoon he used to feed Ning Xiu.

Why is this dog's head bigger than his head, Ning Buwei thought in a daze.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu's happy cry sounded in his ears.

Ning Buwei turned to look at him subconsciously, but saw a figure through the misty mist.

Dressed in white, black hair like a waterfall, tall and tall, with white and slender hands behind her back, the back alone is as beautiful as a fairy.

Ning Buwei thought vaguely in his mind that hadn't started to turn: This hand is quite suitable to change his son's diaper.

As if aware of him waking up, the figure froze for a moment, then suddenly disappeared.

Ning Xiu was floated up by the golden spiritual force, face down and stared at his father with big eyes, and excitedly called his delirious old father: "Ah~ah~"

Daddy~ You are awake~ I saved you in vain~

Ning Buwei was slobbered by his son, and he lifted his son who was floating in the air with one hand to sit up, and was suddenly dazzled by the messy things around him.

Big spoons, big bowls, big lanterns, and a string of bells that have been magnified more than ten times, the gravel beach beside the endless river, withered grass and vines, and half of the dark cave... Except for the wrong size, they all look very familiar.

Ning Buwei reacted immediately, and looked at Ning Xiu with a little surprise, "Is this your sea of ​​consciousness?"

During this period of time, Ning Xiu had heard Baibai talk about "sea of ​​consciousness" many times, and he was so excited that he screamed.

Ning Buwei stood up holding the big spoon, looked it over, and found that there was still the swaddle that he had thrown away before, so he raised his eyebrows, "I like it so much, so I'll buy you another one."

"Ah!" Ning Xiu was not afraid of being carried by him with one hand, and kicked his legs happily.

As soon as he stood up, Ning Buwei felt that something was wrong. His previously broken dantian and broken meridians...had been repaired?

Ning Bu wandered around his body to get some spiritual power from his son, and found that the meridians had indeed been mended from the outside. Although the inside was still disconnected, it was much better than before, and his dantian was patiently repaired. Repair it bit by bit carefully, as long as he doesn't over-consume and overdraw, there will be no fatal situation where his dantian is broken.

If it is said that his dantian was like a smashed earthen jar before, the spiritual power was poured in like water, there were cracks and gaps everywhere, and it could not be stored at all, and the battle of Linjiang City almost crushed this earthenware jar It's a fluke to be able to survive——

But now someone has spent countless spiritual powers, patiently pastes his shattered clay pot bit by bit, and pastes it very carefully, the shape is beautiful and smooth without any flaws, and he just pastes the pottery pot into pieces. The jars were pasted into white porcelain jars.

When Ning Buwei thought of the beautiful figure just now, a bit of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

Obviously it wasn't his hallucination.

Ning Buwei looked at the string of pink bells next to the bells he had pinched that he had never seen before in his son's knowledge of the sea, and the comfortable and cute little cradle below, the astonishment in his eyes turned into complexity.

He made a defensive talisman for Ning Xiu's Sea of ​​Consciousness, people without blood relationship couldn't get in at all, but "she" not only got in, but also saved his life, and used spiritual power to make pink bells and talismans for Ning Xiu. cradle……

Seeing the two strings of bells, one blue and one pink, close together, Ning Buwei touched his nose uncomfortably, lowered his head and said to Ning Xiu with emotion: "Your mother is really kind-hearted."

Just by looking at the pinched bell, one can tell that she is a gentle and dexterous woman.

"Ah?" Ning Xiu heard the word "mother" for the second time, staring at his father suspiciously, tilting his head as if thinking hard.

Ning Buwei pointed to the string of blue bells, then pointed to himself, "I am your father."

"Ah!" Ning Xiu said that he understood.

Ning Buwei pointed to the string of pink bells and the small cradle, and then pointed to the direction where the "beauty" disappeared, "That kind-hearted fairy is your mother."

Ning Xiu blinked, in vain... Mother... After a long while, she said "Ah~".

In vain is mother~

"A child can be taught." Seeing that he understood, Ning Buwei nodded in satisfaction, and said to his son firmly, "Your mother must be very good at changing diapers."

Hearing "Mother", Ning Xiu happily pointed him to the pink bell and the direction where the woman disappeared, "Ah~"

Ning Buwei looked back slightly in a daze when he recalled the looming waist in the misty mist just now.

The woman left Ning Xiu to him, and even used so much spiritual power to save his life, but she didn't care about anything in return, and ran away shyly when she saw him wake up——

I think I have admired him for a long time.

Ning Buwei cleared his throat, and looked at Ning Xiu with serious eyes, "Your mother is a good person, but I practice the way of ruthlessness, so I cannot marry a wife."

Ning Xiu who didn't know why: "Huh?"