Chapter 1 Pink Tender Dumplings

"Hey, it hurts!"

Pixiu just fell from the God Realm, and he doesn't know where it is.

She moved vigorously, and found that her whole body was in pain, as if being crushed mercilessly by the mountain, and she gasped frequently.

The surroundings were dim, but not pitch black, with a faint yellow halo.

In such an environment, Pixiu didn't know how long she had stayed, but at this moment she was very disappointed and roared in her heart.

"Failed again, I failed again!"

The internal injury didn't get better at all, and she couldn't mobilize her divine power at all. Pai Yao felt like a waste.

Stretching out her hand, the short and fat paws are reminding her that her body has returned from eight years old to about three years old.

Hey, how did it end up like this?
Damn it, let her sense it for a long time, but she still can't even find any divine power. When will she be able to go back?
Rusting footsteps sounded, and a blue figure approached from a distance, followed by the excited exclamation of the young man in the quiet forest.

"There is such a big falling flower!"

The boy's face was a little red, he was very excited to see such a big falling flower, and his joy was beyond words.

After all, falling flowers are common in this place, but falling flowers of about one meter are really rare.

He squatted down, intending to uproot the fallen flowers.

Pixiu was vigilant, and deliberately looked for a place that was inaccessible, but he didn't expect that there were still people there!
She came down from the God Realm, but she didn't know where it was, so she could only be careful.

After a moment of silence, as if he didn't feel any danger, Pai Xiu waved his right hand lightly.

The buds of the fallen flowers exude a golden light, slowly opening along with the white mist.

The flower buds bloomed, and a pink and tender little ball appeared on the flower bed. It looked like it was only three or four years old. Its hair was about two inches long, and it was in a mess of natural curls. It looked like a magpie's nest, and even the ears were covered.

The young man's hand was still on the flower path of the falling flower, and he was a little dumbfounded seeing the scene in front of him.

The female doll in front of her was extremely cute, with a chubby little face, a fair body with a lot of flesh, and her small mouth was slightly pouted.

God, what a cute doll!

Pixiu also realized that she was a young boy, if her body hadn't shrunk, she should be a little bigger than him.

Just when Pai Xiu was about to ignore it, he suddenly felt a special aura coming from the young man in front of him.

The meridian in the body that has not been moved for a long time, unexpectedly has a very small movement!
Even though the movement was small, it still didn't hide it from her.

Pixiu blinked, looking into the boy's eyes, a trace of scarlet flashed quickly in his eyes, and the boy fell into a daze for an instant.

In a few breaths, Pixiu got a general idea of ​​the young man's situation.

It turns out that this place is called Douluo Dalu, and what they practice is not divine power, but something called soul power, and they must have a martial soul.

This young man is different from others. Others only have one martial soul, but he has two.

One of them is some kind of grass, and the other one is Tuo Tuo.

After seven days, what kind of ceremony will he go to, and what kind of academy will he enter after awakening his martial soul.

It's a pity that Pixiu's divine power is damaged, and he can only see his situation in the next year, and the picture is not very coherent and intermittent.

College, like a place of learning.

What made her meridians move and move just now should be the grass that appeared on her right hand. Unexpectedly, that grass could make her meridians move and move.

Pixiu decided to follow this boy!

She raised her hand vigorously, enduring the pain in her body, and opened her arms.

"hug."

Pixiu is not embarrassed at all, she is still young and doesn't understand these emotions well.

Tang San raised his hand subconsciously, realizing that the little baby was already in his arms.

"Jingle Bell!"

Pixiu made a crisp sound from the wrist of Pixiu's left hand. It was a string of colorful small stone bracelets. There were five in total. Each small stone was passed through by a silver-white chain. The stones can move and make noise when they collide.

Pai Yao was a little surprised when he felt his body being lifted into the air by the young man. She was obviously still a little fleshy, so he could still hug her?

In the warm embrace, Pai Yao felt the long-lost warmth, as if her father hugged her like this when she was a child.

"Baba."

Probably because her body has shrunk, Pixiu's speech is a bit slurred, but she can still tell that she is calling her daddy.

Tang San's breathing suddenly became a little short, his hands softened, and he almost threw Pixiu off.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and hugged her tightly.

Rao is Tang San who is reliving his life, and has experienced a lot in Tang Sect in his previous life, but he never thought that he would be called Dad at the age of six.

He was sure that the other party was really calling Dad.

Being caught off guard and becoming a father, Tang San's expression was rather complicated, with a seriousness different from his age.

This, the sudden desire to become a father made him at a loss what to do.

The small dough in the arms is soft and sticky, as if it can be crushed with a little force.

Even with Tang San's breathing a lot lighter, afraid of scaring this cute doll in front of him.

Pixiu smiled, his big watery eyes were inlaid on his face, it looked extraordinarily sweet and soft, and a fragrance emanated from his whole body.

The fragrance of falling flowers is a kind of fragrance, not strong, the fragrance that Paixiu emits now is the fragrance of falling flowers.

The little doll does not look like an ordinary child, as if it came out of a painting.

She was so cute and soft, his heart softened.

However, Tang San still suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and told Pixiu the truth with difficulty.

"Little sister, I'm not your father."

It would be nice to have such a lovely daughter.

There are two men in the family, one old and one young, and there is only a soft and glutinous dough ball. Except for the mother who has never met, it seems that it is a complete family.

Of course Pixiu knew that the boy in front of her would not be her father, she just felt that the boy had a little bit of father's breath on him, as if they were all equally warm.

"It's papa."

Tang San sighed, why did he become a father, he is also a child.

"Little sister, my name is Tang San, what's your name?"

name?

When Pixiu was in the God Realm, he was too lazy in the past, and his cultivation base was also very poor. He didn't practice at all, so he was not qualified to inherit his name.

Therefore, even in the God Realm, she does not have a name.

Pixiu raised his head, looking at the warm young man in front of him with clear eyes, he made her feel like her father.

It's warm and safe.

Immediately, Pixiu shook his head, thinking of his parents who were not alive, he opened his mouth aggrieved.

"Pixiu rice has puzzle characters."

Tang San lowered his head to look carefully at Pixiu, he had a guess in his heart, and asked curiously.

"I heard from Grandpa Jack that soul beasts can take shape, and you came out of the falling flowers. Could it be a soul beast?"

(End of this chapter)

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