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

After half a stick of incense, Ning Buwei stared blankly at the pile of branches, fallen leaves, pebbles and all kinds of things that looked familiar but didn't remember what they were spread out on the bed.

And his son was happily "explaining" to him, babbling in a language he didn't understand, and when he got excited, he grabbed his arm and stood up and handed it to him for him to read.

Ning Buwei cheered mercilessly, "Wow, that's amazing."

The small bell on Ning Xiu's wrist rang crisply.

Chu Jun took the small stone that Ning Xiu handed to him, and said, "He will stand now."

Ning Buwei said indifferently: "He is already nine months old, if you come two months later, he will run away."

Chu Jun reached out to support Ning Xiu, looked at Ning Buwei, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Ning Buwei was stunned for a moment, subconsciously denied, "No."

Ning Xiu grabbed the small stone in Chu Jun's hand and put it in Ning Buwei's palm, "Ah~"

Daddy take it~

Ning Buwei played with the small stone between his fingers, Ning Xiu gave Chu Jun a withered yellow leaf, turned his head to get the stone, but failed to get it after trying twice.

"Ah!" He anxiously shouted at Ning Buwei.

Ning Buwei was distracted, the small stone was spinning quickly in his hand, and Ning Xiu had no chance to take it away.

Ning Xiu was so anxious that he stomped his feet vigorously and tugged on Chu Jun's sleeve, "Yeah~"

mother~

Chu Jun reached out and pinched Ning Buwei's wrist, took the small stone and handed it to Ning Xiu.

Ning Xiu happily hugged the stone and sat down, then put the dead leaf in Ning Buwei's hand, "Ah~"

Dad look at this again~

Ning Buwei's wrist was suddenly pinched by Chu Jun, subconsciously exerting force, the leaf turned into powder.

Ning Xiu, who was hugging the small stone, froze for a moment.

Ning Buwei and Chu Jun both looked at the pile of powder, then at Ning Xiu

Even though it was really an ordinary dead leaf on the side of the road, Ning Xiu kept it carefully as a treasure. Ning didn't let the golden core monk's "treasure" be wiped out, and the situation was very serious.

"Wow——" a loud cry instantly filled the room.

Ning Buwei turned into another dead leaf with quick hands and held it in front of his eyes, "Look, it's not broken."

Ning Xiu's crying stopped abruptly, and he took the leaf with his small hands tearfully, stared at it for a while, and then cried loudly again.

This is not his original baby at all~

Ning looked at Chu Jun without a headache.

Chu Jun: "..."

Facts have proved that not to mention Jindan monks, even Hinayana monks will not be idle and memorize the specific veins and patterns of a dead leaf.

Unless this Golden Core cultivator is a little doll.

Chu Jun thought for a while, then took out a piece of Tianhuang stone from the ring, and carved a thin and round maple leaf in a few strokes. Although the shape and veins of the leaf were different from Ningxiu's, they were similar in size. Ning Xiu shook his head.

While Ning Xiu was crying, his eyes moved with the maple leaf made of yellow jadeite—although Jindan cultivator thought his baby was very good, it didn't prevent him from distinguishing which baby was more beautiful.

Chu Jun stuffed the leaf into Ning Buwei's palm, and said softly, "Daddy will pay you."

Ning repaired his hands and feet and climbed onto Ning Buwei's knee, looked up at Ning Buwei, "Huh?"

There were still small teardrops hanging from the long eyelashes, and they fell on Ning Buwei's hands.

Ning Buwei coughed lightly, and handed him the little maple leaf, "Well, I'll pay you."

Ning Xiu laughed again with tears in his eyes, lying on Ning Buwei's body and playing with the maple leaf.

"Little things are quite smart." Ning Buwei heaved a sigh of relief. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Chu Jun was still carving something with that piece of Tianhuang stone, and couldn't help but ask, "What else are you carving?"

"They also carve one for Zizhang." Chu Jun said without raising his head.

Ning Buwei took out a piece of green gold from the ring and handed it to him, "Excuse me."

"Huh?" Chu Jun raised his head and looked at him holding the large piece of green gold.

Ning Buwei gestured to him and said: "To carve a flying boat, it needs two floors, five rooms, and there must be evil spells on the window lattices."

"Okay." Seeing that Ning Xiu didn't intend to go to sleep for a while, Chu Jun continued to carve the jade on his hand.

Chu Jun's hands are fair and slender, very beautiful, even the jade in his hands is three points inferior.

Ning Buwei lazily leaned on the head of the bed and looked at Chu Jun's hands, Ning Xiu lay on his stomach and played with the leaves for a while, then raised his small head and gnawed on his chin. "Ahh~"

Suddenly being bitten, Ning Buwei looked at the coaxed little guy, grabbed his little hand and put it to his mouth, biting him, Ning Xiu laughed and hid back and forth.

The candlelight flickered, and the crisp laughter of children floated out of the window from time to time.

Chu Jun roughly carved out a model of the green gold, and the laughter in his ears disappeared for some reason, and when he looked up, he saw that Ning Buwei had fallen asleep lying on his back on the bed, his calf drooping from the edge of the bed, Very unrestrained, Ning Xiu lay on his stomach, like a cotton ball rising and falling with Ning Buwei's breathing.

Chu Jun's eyes stopped on Ning Buwei's face.

His sharp indifference when he was awake was mostly softened by the candlelight, probably because he was having fun with the child, unlike before he always frowns subconsciously, he rarely looks very relaxed...

Chu Jun glanced at the table in front of the window. There were still traces of some formations on it, and he was domineering and evil.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the fluttering candles were quietly extinguished, leaving only the sound of breathing in the room.

The next morning.

Ning Xiu opened his eyes and played with his father's hand for a while, then climbed onto Ning Buwei's body together, stared at his father's handsome face for a while, and then bit down on his nose.

Before Ning Buwei opened his eyes, he stretched out his hand and lifted Ning Xiu up.

"Aah~"

fly~

Ning Buwei had a rare sleep and was in a great mood. He hugged Ning Xiu out of bed, caught a glimpse of something on the table from the corner of his eye, and raised his eyebrows.

The maple leaves as thin as cicada's wings carved out of Tianhuang stone are exactly the same as the ones given to Ning Xiu last night.

Ning Buwei glanced around the room but did not see Chu Jun, reached out to fish the three leaves into his hand, hugged Ning Xiu and pushed open the door.

"Father, you're awake!" Jiang Yi was practicing sword in the yard, saw him open the door and came out to greet him warmly, he was completely different from the girl who had collapsed after copying books yesterday.

"En." Ning Buwei waved at her.

Jiang Yi was running out happily, with sweat on his forehead and nose, "Father, what's the matter?"

Ning Buwei handed her the three leaves in his hand, Jiang Yizheng took them and his eyes lit up, "So cute! So beautiful!"

The girl always loves this kind of delicate gadgets, she said happily: "Father, you made it?"

"Chu Jun made it for you." Ning Buwei said, "Just one for each of you."

Jiang Yizheng was touched and said: "Tai Zun is so kind, I'll go and give it to Zizhang and Huanhuan."

"Wait." Ning Buwei suddenly stopped her.

Jiang Yizheng turned his head sharply, almost hitting his chin with his forehead.

"You..." Ning Buwei stared at her without hesitation.

The happy smile on Jiang Yizheng's face gradually froze, and he said weakly: "Father, don't look at me like this, it's creepy."

As if trying to kill her.

"Do you have enough spirit stones? Is there anything you want in particular?" Ning Buwei said in a serious tone, "For example, rouge powder... something like that."

Jiang Yizheng's face was blank at first, and then his face turned pale, "Father, is it not long before the Gu worm in my body was not cleaned?"

Otherwise, why did you ask her with a serious face what wish she had?

"The Gu worm in your body is already dead." Ning Buwei said, "You are a little girl, and you are different from the boys like Zizhang."

It can't be as rough as raising these boys.

Jiang Yizheng didn't understand what he meant at all, and scratched his head, "Ah, it's really different..."

After a while, Jiang Yi was holding a bunch of Lingshi in a daze, recalling Ning Buwei's phrase 'buy whatever you like', and then slowly opened his eyes wide.

Is her father—is he clearly biased?

-

Ning Buwei took his son out and walked around, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see, so he went back to the room and bathed and changed his son's diaper as a routine every morning.

The whole room was warm and comfortable under the cover of spiritual power, Ning Xiu was playing vigorously in the bathtub, and Ning Buwei was looking for a change of clothes for him from the storage ring, when someone knocked on the door outside.

"Come in." He swept his consciousness without turning his head.

Chu Jun pushed the door open and came in, Ning Xiu splashed a string of water happily, Ning Buwei took out a small milk yellow dress and turned around.

Chu Jun reached out to pick Ning Xiu up from the water, took the cloth Ning Buwei handed over and wrapped the little guy up, "I'm going to find Hua Ran."

Ning Buwei handed him the diaper, "Where did you go back to Floating Realm?"

Chu Jun wrapped his son's diaper skillfully, and dressed Ning Xiu in a smooth manner, and said, "Kunfu Zhenzhou."

Ning Buwei frowned, "Ning Fan is also in Zhenzhou now."

He chuckled lightly: "It seems that we have made an appointment to lure us to Zhenzhou on purpose."

"What's so special about Zhenzhou?" Chu Jun asked seeing his ugly expression.

Ning Buwei was silent for a moment, "My master died in Zhenzhou."

"Your master?" Chu Jun has been in seclusion for 500 years, and he doesn't know many things that happened to Ning Buwei.

"Her name is Yan Jinzhou, she is a casual cultivator, and she was the one who handed the Suzaku Saber into my hands." Ning Buwei laughed at himself, "Later, she saved me many times... She likes to meddle in other people's business."

Yan Jinzhou has excellent aptitude, is a free and easy person, and is about the same age as Ning Xingyuan. When Ning Buwei met her, she was less than a hundred years old, and she had already cultivated to the stage of transformation.

Even if it is a heavenly spirit body that is rare in a hundred years, it is very difficult to cultivate to a god within a hundred years old with the support of family and sect resources. God, Ning Buwei even saw her cross two realms and kill a monk who had been in the fusion stage.

Ning Buwei seldom convinces anyone, except for his brother Ning Xingyuan, who is Yan Jinzhou.

He knelt down and kowtowed to offer tea and recognized Yan Jinzhou as his master, and the couple was treated like his own parents. He occasionally dared to confront Ning Xingyuan, but he did not dare to face Yan Jinzhou.

The only time he disobeyed his teacher's orders, but Yan Jinzhou was completely implicated...

It was rare for Chu Jun to see Ning Buwei's silent and dignified expression. He put Ning Xiu, who was all warm, into Ning Buwei's arms, "I can go alone."

Ning Buwei felt happy again holding his son, and pretended to be worried: "No, Tai Zun has already been forced to fake death once, how can he cope with Ning Fan again?"

"Dah?" Ning Xiu nestled in his father's arms to learn how to speak, and imitated Ning Buwei's frown to ten percent.

One big and one small have similar expressions, it's not just a joke, but a serious one.

Chu Jun reached out and touched Ning Xiu's small head, but his eyes were fixed on Ning Buwei, and his voice was gentle:

"Don't make trouble."