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

Ning Xiu clings to Chu Jun and does not let go, Ning Buwei is hard to be clean, lying leisurely on the roof watching the stars.

He pinched the lotus bead and pointed it at the moon, squinting his eyes to see the crystal veins of the petals inside.

I practiced for five hundred and one years and three months... Tsk.

He obviously remembered it all, but he never asked him why he missed the appointment back then, maybe he didn't care about it long ago.

If you don't care anymore, why wait for him in Xiaoqiu Mountain for a year?Now I will give this bead to him and say some specious things.

Ning Buwei can't see through him.

But Chu Jun is a deep-minded person, and he is an old man who has lived for more than 1000 years... Cough, old man, it is normal for him not to see through.

Ning Buwei used some spiritual power to wrap the bead and dangled it in front of his eyes. No matter what, this thing is precious, so he should find a decent gift in return.

What does Chu Jun like?

The big devil frowned and blew the cold wind for half an hour, but he couldn't find the answer.

"Father..." An angry voice came from behind.

Ning Buwei put away the beads, turned around and saw Feng Zizhang holding onto the ridge of the roof with both hands, his feet were still slippery, struggling to climb up.

"..." Ning Buwei grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

Feng Zizhang reached out and patted the ashes rubbed against the hem of his clothes, and heaved a long sigh of relief, "Phew, this roof is too steep."

Ning Buwei saw that his eye circles were red and his voice was still a little muffled, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you copy books and cry?"

Feng Zizhang scratched his head embarrassingly, and said with a blushing smile, "No, I didn't cry because of copying books."

I would rather not wait for him to write down.

Sure enough, this kid couldn't hide his troubles, and said with a frustrated face: "When I was copying the book, my waist badge suddenly turned into powder. I should be... expelled from Yunzhongmen."

"Excellent why—" Ning Buwei suddenly reacted in the middle of speaking, frowning, "Because of me?"

He revealed his identity at the Dao Discussion Conference. Feng Zizhang called him father in public, and it was normal for him to be recognized.

Ning Buwei said: "If you want to go back to Yunzhongmen, I can help you."

Feng Zizhang shook his head vigorously, "I don't want to go back, my brothers and sisters are all dead, my master was also sent to the mortal world, even if I go back to Yunzhongmen, I don't know many people... I just feel a little uncomfortable .”

It was as if in this way, those carefree days had finally completely disappeared from his life.

"Besides, I think it's very lucky for me to be able to meet my father and Taizun, as well as Xiaojiang Huanhuan and Xiaoshan." Feng Zizhang lowered his head embarrassedly, "I have average qualifications, no skills, and little courage. That's right, he's a bad guy again, and none of you have ever disliked me."

Ning Buwei: "It's still quite disgusting."

Feng Zizhang: "...Woo."

Ning Buwei stretched out his hand and pressed his head, "Do you know who lived the longest in the cultivation world?"

Feng Zizhang shrank his neck under his pressure, and said uncertainly: "A person with a high cultivation base?"

"He's lucky." Ning Buwei joked.

Feng Zizhang seemed to understand, and pointed to himself, "Father, am I lucky?"

Ning Buwei slapped him on the back of the head, "If you were unlucky, you would have died [-] times earlier."

Wen Heshen was the only one out of [-] disciples who survived, the blue Gu worm couldn't hide even Chu Jun, Hao Zheng and others, but he was fine, he was able to fish out four heavenly treasures in one go after falling into the sea... Ordinary cultivator Maybe at a certain point in time, you will have great luck and great opportunity, but your luck has always been so good. After living for so long, you will finally see what it means to be lucky.

Feng Zizhang rubbed his head and glared at him, "Hey."

"Have you finished copying the book?" Ning Buwei asked again.

The smile on Feng Zizhang's face froze, "Not yet."

Ning Buwei stared at him expressionlessly.

Feng Zizhang looked at him carefully, and tentatively said: "Father, Xiao Jiang is crying because he doesn't understand the copy. Must we finish copying today?"

Ning Buwei glanced at the window of their room, and saw Jiang Yi lying on the table copying a book, crying while copying, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and continued to copy.

Ning Buwei: "Tomorrow afternoon at the latest."

"Father, you're so kind! I'll go tell Xiao Jiang right away!" Feng Zizhang happily hugged him, and jumped off the roof nimbly.

Ning Buwei: "..."

Why does he feel that these two little fools are deliberately selling miserably?

-

The moon was in the middle of the sky, Ning Xiu was still crawling on the bed, unable to fall asleep due to excitement.

"Ah~" He crawled to Chu Jun's hand, and sat down with a bang.

Three months ago, Ning Xiu could only turn over and nestled in his arms obediently. Now, not only has he grown a lot, but he can also crawl and sit. Chu Jun thought that three months was just a snap of his fingers, but he forgot that the little girl at this time Children are different every day.

He reached out and touched his son's hairy little head.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu narrowed his eyes comfortably, rubbing his soft face against the palm of his hand.

Mother touches her face~

Then he enthusiastically pointed to Chu Jun's small mouth, "Yeah~"

Look at the teeth~

Chu Jun laughed, "Well, I see, it's amazing."

Ning Xiu couldn't sit still, "baji" fell on his back on the quilt, his legs were on his back, his short arms and legs couldn't move.

Chu Jun stretched out his hand to scratch his belly, and he laughed so happily that he hugged Chu Jun's hand and refused to let go.

Chu Jun took advantage of the situation to help him up.

Ning Xiu grabbed his hand vigorously, stood up staggeringly, looked at Chu Jun with bright eyes, "Ah! Yiya! Da!"

Mother, look quickly~ I will stand~

Chu Jun had never raised a child before, and he didn't know that a child could stand up in a few months, but he was still a little surprised when he saw Ning Xiu, who would only lie in his arms before, stand up with his little belly stretched out.

and happy.

He pinched Ning Xiu's small face, "Does your father know?"

"Stay~ da da! What~" Ning Xiu repeated his words inarticulately, probably because he was tired from standing, and lay directly on his stomach.

Chu Jun patted his little butt.

Ning Xiu crawled on top of him, propped his small hands on his chest and raised his head to stare blankly at him, "Cool~"

Mother looks good~

Chu Jun's eyebrows moved slightly, "Mother?"

"Ah!" Ning Xiu raised his hand excitedly, but he lost his support, knocked his forehead on his chin, and burst into tears immediately.

Chu Jun quickly picked him up, and rubbed his head with spiritual power, "Be good, don't cry."

Although it didn't hurt anymore, Ning Xiu still felt aggrieved, sniffed tearfully, reached out to touch his forehead, "Ah~"

I hit it, it hurts~

Chu Jun was not afraid of wasting spiritual power, even though he didn't even have time to get the red seal, he continued to apply spiritual power to him.

Ning Xiu's whole little doll was bubbling with comfort, and smiled at Chu Jun's grandma.

If you hit your daddy, not only will you not have warm spiritual power, but you will also be laughed at for a long time and then spanked.

Ning Xiu was very happy and decided to share his babies with his mother.

He took out a strangely shaped stone from the small lock on his wrist, and handed it to Chu Jun, while the little mouth was still muttering to him, "Ah~ yida~"

This is the big gemstone I picked up~ It is shining brightly under the sun~

Chu Jun took it, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a pebble picked up by the river.

Next, his son enthusiastically showed him the dead leaves picked up on the side of the road, grotesque dolls, a little snowman frozen with a freeze charm, and a small floral cloth with his saliva on it...

Ning Xiu stuffed a black spirit stone into Chu Jun's hand, "Cool~ Da~"

Mother~ I give it to you~

Chu Jun looked at this low-grade spirit stone and said with a smile, "Give it to me?"

"Ah!" Ning Xiu nodded his head proudly, and pushed into his arms. "Yeah~"

Here you go!Mother put it away~

Chu Jun then "very happily" put this ordinary low-grade spirit stone into his ring.

Ning Xiu blinked his eyes, pointed to his little silver lock, and then pointed to the ring in his palm, tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously, "Huh?"

the same?

Seeing that he was curious, Chu Jun asked, "Want to see it?"

Ning Xiu's small head was in his palm, and Chu Jun enlarged the ring a little and let him see it.

Ning Xiu moved his little butt around, and sat up after a while, holding two small flowers in his hand, showing to Chu Jun, "Ah?"

little flower~

Chu Jun paused for a moment, and said in a gentle voice, "Your father picked it."

One was in the swamp wasteland 500 years ago, and the other was in the secret place of Yumian Mountain before.

Ning Xiu probably inherited Ning Buwei's unique hobby, so he reached out and handed him two small flowers, "Ah!"

Give it to your mother!

Chu Jun accepted it dumbfounded, "Thank you."

Ning Xiu patted his belly proudly, "Hi~"

"It's time for you to go to bed." Chu Jun packed up the bits and pieces of "baby" on the bed, and wanted to put them back into the small silver lock for him.

Ning Xiu didn't let him go, he pointed to his babies, and then pointed out the window, "Stay dumb~"

Let's show daddy~

As a good son, although he showed his mother the baby first because of a little selfishness, his father couldn't let him go~ Father and mother are the same in his heart!

Chu Jun said: "It's too late, can we go tomorrow?"

"Ah!" Ning Xiu grabbed his hand and pulled it out with considerable force.

Mother, let's show daddy!

Chu Jun looked helpless.

-

On the table were six pieces of Suzaku with irregular shapes, and the handle of the Suzaku knife, which had been pieced together into a rough shape, and there were obviously two vacancies.

There was a dying cyan Gu worm in the teacup, dozens of small magic circles landed on the cyan Gu worm, and the cyan worm instantly turned black.

Ning Buwei got a cyan Gu worm from Wang Zizhuo before, and cracked the formation in it almost. During the melee, he changed the formation in it, and added the one-way formation that he had learned from Chu Jun before. The locator, with a little combination of the two, became the little black bug now.

In the past few months in Banyuan Town, besides studying the Seven Killing Soul Devouring Formation, he was just tinkering with this black bug.

When Ning Fan and Cui Ci fled, he took the opportunity to leave a black worm on each of them, but the two were slightly different, but they could be located. As long as they did not leave the Seventeen States, he could know their movements at any time.

With Ning Fan's mind, he was determined not to be able to create so many exquisite and profound formations. Just killing Ning Fan is useless except to vent his anger. It is better to use him to find the person behind it.

Putting on his outer clothes, Ning Buwei stared at the black worm for a moment, then threw a yellow talisman into the air, and the whole yellow talisman instantly expanded, showing the rough outline of the seventeen prefectures.

He dripped a drop of blood on the black worm, and the worm flapped its wings instantly, flying back and forth on the yellow talisman, and finally landed in one place without moving.

Ning Buwei looked at the place where the bug had landed, and his expression was not very good-looking, "Zhenzhou, Kun Mansion?"

The people behind this scene are really good at picking places.

"Tuk Tuk."

There were two gentle knocks on the door.

Ning Buwei put away the things on the table, got up and went to open the door.

Under the moonlight, Chu Jun stood in front of the door holding Ning Xiu in one hand and a small bulging bag of broken flowers in the other.

As if to say goodbye to him.

Ning Buwei's face was stinky because of some bad memories, and he couldn't take it back for a while, and the big and small ones outside the door were stunned when they saw his expression.

"Ah?" Ning Xiu asked a little question in a childish voice, and put away most of the excited smile on his small face.

Dad, what's the matter with you?

Chu Jun said, "Did I bother you?"

Ning Buwei just came back to his senses, his expression softened instantly, then he raised his head and glanced at the moon, "No, come in."

Chu Jun carried Ning Xiu into the door.

Ning Buwei looked up at the sky again, stretched out his hand and wiped his face vigorously, and then closed the door.

In the middle of the night, why did Chu Jun come to him with his son in his arms?