"Little devil, surrender, raise your hand and surrender" Hu Siniang was so frightened that she took the lead in speaking out, and the fathers were embarrassed, and they also persuaded their little devils to raise their hands and surrender quickly.
"What" The little devil said angrily, "In the dictionary of the little devil, there has never been a surrender The word is not a sword, you have a sword, the little devil, you can also have" With a whoosh, the little devil struggled to the back of his head, and pulled out a god, cold light, bloody Zhangyu giant sword.
A little kid who is only five years old, standing on the stage with two small arms holding a big sword, showing off his might, this scenery is really too scary for everyone's heart.
"Your sword, is it real or papier-mâché" The little sword boy on the opposite side said in fear.
"Surrender, hurry up and surrender," the owner of the Liufang Pavilion trembled, "His sword is not only real, but it has also been stained with the blood of hundreds of millions of living beings, and it is the most murderous weapon."
"I don't, in my dictionary, there is no word surrender," the little sword boy rose up and swung his sword at the little devil.
Qiang The little devil swung his sword and lightly blocked it, and a figure flew out of the Liufang Pavilion high, until it flew to the Liufang River ten miles away, and with a plop, there was a big splash.
With a whoosh, the owner of the Liufang Pavilion had no intention of his own refereeing career, and hurried to the river to catch the most talented sword boy in their pavilion.
The little devil's father and mother are completely confused, what's the matter, isn't our little devil just at home to chop some chickens, ducklings and rabbits, when did he become so powerful.
"Ahem" As the host of the mayor of Liufang Town, after coughing heavily, he said to Niu, "Brother Niu, Ling Lang's combat strength even has the hope of winning the Immortal Sect Disciple Selection Competition, so he doesn't have to continue to participate in our little children's elite competition." ” Niu Yi suddenly smiled bitterly: What this little rabbit cub said before was not arrogant, but the truth, but he couldn't cultivate, where did he get so much strength What is not to be compared, it is really unreasonable, the little devil immediately crossed his waist with his two little arms, and said angrily: "I want to take back the storage bag that belongs to the little devil" "Of course" The mayor of Liufang Town immediately took a storage bag, picked up the little devil, put it in the belly pocket of the little devil, and then took a bite on his little face, and then put the little devil on Niu Yi's neck.
After all the children's elite competitions, the biggest fat man among the children won the championship, and the mayor of Liufang Town also gave him a storage bag, and the results of the competition showed that if there were no unconventional accidents, normal fights and brawls would have the advantage of heavyweights.
The little devil was very sorry to miss the first championship in his life, but he was very happy to ride on his big daddy's neck, and after inspecting the whole stadium from a high perspective, he rode out of the Liufang Pavilion with great power.
The demons of the Paradise Valley, who had grown up, immediately turned the wealth in their hands into cultivation resources, and returned to the Paradise Valley with thirty Xuan-level nine-grade spirit stones.
"It turns out that our little baby is already a menstrual wrestler," Niu Yiyi exclaimed.
"And it's already to the level of the wrestler in the second warp and one knot" Zhu Er touched his round belly and shook his big ears, "It's really worthy of being a liner from the sky."
"I heard that in the future, I will have to do the way of heaven on behalf of the heavens," Monkey San said with a strange face.
"But our little baby is obviously a waste scum who doesn't even have the Purple Mansion" Hu Siniang said worriedly, "I suspect that he is just a natural strong king" "It doesn't matter if he's a born Hercules or a monk."
Niu Yi glared at a pair of big bull's eyes and said, "Anyway, our little baby has the ability to win the Xianmen disciple selection competition, and when he enters the Xianmen, he is plated with a layer of golden light of the Xianmen disciples, even if he fails to achieve anything, but it will be much more convenient to go home and find his daughter-in-law." ” "However, Xianmen is too dangerous."
Hu Siniang still said worriedly.
"So, it's time for the bottom of our four fathers and mothers to hand over to him."
Niu Yi patted the four books on the table and laughed, "After our little baby finishes learning these four books and cultivates himself into a real little devil, the idea of infighting in the fairy gate is still afraid of a ball."
After Hu Siniang glanced at the four books on the table, her face was full of worry, in fact, in addition to the Jishou Sword Intent, the other three books, she didn't even want her baby son to turn over them, but after she gritted her teeth, she finally didn't object to it.
There is no way, the race for survival is often that the bad guys live far longer than the good guys, and the hardships of being a mother are enough for a lifetime, and they must not let their sons go to the second time as stupid as themselves.
"If our little baby is really a monk, these two spirit stones should be enough for him to cultivate for two years, if not, give them to him to play with as stones."
Niu Yi poured out thirty Xuan-level nine-grade spirit stones, and after each person divided 7 pieces, he pressed the remaining two pieces on the four books.
Under normal circumstances, two Xuan-level nine-grade spirit stones are indeed enough for low-level wrestlers to cultivate for three or five years, but Niu Yi's leveling meal for his own precious son is obviously seriously underestimated.
With a happy face, the little devil moved the four books and two large stones that were said to be able to level up, and moved them back to his cabin.
But as soon as he entered the house, the little devil was immediately furious. was robbed, and the leveling food red fruit fruit that he had worked so hard to fight the sharp-beaked monster in exchange for was actually missing more than half "Stealing the fruit, you dare to steal the fruit of victory from the little devil" A pair of small hands pinched the neck of a dignified old fairy, pinched hard, pinched desperately, pinched the old fairy's old face from tender white to red, red to dark green, tongue spit out three feet long, and then rolled his eyes, and with a bang, it turned into a cup, smashed on the ground and jumped.
Alas, when children have strength, it doesn't matter how serious the dangerous children are.
"The cup will change the cup for me again" The little devil grabbed a big stone and smashed it hard, desperately, "The life of the little devil doesn't need a cup" In the corner, a small mouse glanced at it in fear, and with a whoosh, scurried back into a newly opened mouse hole.
Bang, the tightly closed lid of the cup was smashed, and in the cup, poured out a grain of red jelly beans, the jelly beans exuded an attractive sweet fragrance, which seemed to be very delicious.
The little devil grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, it was sweet and delicious, fragrant and crispy bones, and after swallowing it in his lower abdomen, there was a bang, a little heat, and the true yuan in the meridians grew a little
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