Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 823 Xuan Yao ([-])

Hu Qing entered the ethereal state, unaware of the outside world, and immune to the severe pain caused by the melee in the sea of ​​consciousness. When she woke up from the state of selflessness, the three in the sea of ​​consciousness were temporarily balanced.

One to three, no one has too much, no one has too much.

The souls were unsealed, and they still couldn't see anything except the sea of ​​consciousness, but their instinct told them not to run around, as running around would kill them.

At this time, they were talking in a low voice, discussing what was going on.

There are more than [-] people, no matter how small the noise is added together, it is a huge noise.

Hu Qing cut off their voices, looking at the three of them who ignored each other on the separatist side, he was also puzzled.

"Aren't they all my people? Why can't they be family?"

"I think I'm the best, I think I'm the best." Silk Bu said, his words were quite sour.

Hu Qingqing understood in seconds: "Are you not as good as them?"

The silk cloth exploded: "I'm not as good as them? I'm not as good as them? I am born with a spirit. I can support you to become a fairy. Can they? Can they?"

Ignore Hu lightly, let her say whatever she wants and ignore her.

It's over, offend people.

Hu Qing thought for a while, like silk cloth is a library, and those three are nuclear weapons, which one is more powerful?No comparison.

He comforted me for a long time, apologizing and shouting baby, and even tied him into a flower: "You are the most special one to me."

The silk cloth was not comforted at all, isn't it special? Just ask who else on your body has wiped the stove for you, unless someone wipes your feet in the future, otherwise my black history will never be washed away.

Hu Qing comforted her so much that her mouth was dry and she gave up, she lay flat on the bed, it was all her ancestors, she stopped coaxing her, let's do whatever she likes.

The devil is still good. These days, I saw her sitting in meditation all the time, motionless as if she was sitting in a trance, and then she moved and hit her head, then stopped moving, moved again, and now she is flattened.

This should be good, right?Is the practice over?It can make a sound now.

He came over with a picture book in his arms, lay down next to her head, and called out with his breath: "Boss, boss—"

If there is no movement, it will go back and continue learning.

Hu Qing opened his eyes tiredly: "Ling, have you finished studying?"

The demon nodded, his eyes were full of light, and he was eager to ask for praise: "Boss, I have learned everything and memorized it. You can test me."

Hu Qing: "."

It’s too heavy, learn it when you learn it, memorize it when you remember it, and still take the exam?Little thing, you will be beaten to death in school!

She stood up, the exam, the questions, what's the problem?

She took out the pen and paper and spread it on the small table. She sat on the petals and could just look at it and write.

but--

"Boss, how do you use this?" Demon Ling held the pen with both hands, his eyes circled.

Hu Qing: "."

As the old joke said, Han Chuang studied hard for ten years and entered the examination institute, only to realize that he can't grind ink!

I had to start teaching from holding a pen.

Holding the pen in one hand, the demon spirit tapped a hole and scratched a hole.Fortunately, this is a hard brush made by Hu Qing himself. If this is a brush, how can it withstand such abuse.

After a waste of effort, the demon spirit learned to hold a pen, and successfully wrote a crooked character, looking down on Hu and begging for praise.

"By the way, baby is really well written."

Hu Qing is purely a verbal habit, since Hu Nuan has been called "Baby Baby" every day, he has praised it eight hundred times a day, and every time he praises, he must say "Baby".So much so that when she praised others, she would occasionally say a few words.Luckily, the young people were open, calling each other dear in front of each other, but it didn't cause any trouble, and sometimes they even pulled the distance.

Now there is still this sequelae, especially when faced with the image of a child, Hu Qing didn't feel anything.

But the demon spirit was so excited, and Hu Nuan was so angry.

Hu Nuan begged Tunjin Beast to take a look at it again. It took Hu Qing a long time to refine the ruthless silk, but Tunjin Beast thought it was nothing to look at and refused. After several times of refusal, Hu Qing finally woke up and immediately sent the picture.

Hu Nuan: .!

There is no sound, but mom definitely called goblin baby!She saw the shape of the mouth!Mad!

How did Hu Qing know that the two of them were in the same world, and Hu Nuan could monitor them in real time, she couldn't stand the starry eyes of the demon.

Finally got the "baby" glory, bang, fireworks bloomed in the head, the demon spirit couldn't breathe steadily, and felt that he was getting hotter and hotter and hotter and hotter!But, it's so comfortable.It seemed to feel the heart, thumping.It seemed to feel the blood flow again, rushing.Floating, limp, suddenly wanting something.

what?

What does it desperately want?

Thinking and thinking and thinking, but can't think of it, it is so anxious that it is about to cry.

Facing the tear-filled shallow glazed eyes, Hu Qing panicked: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Is it because you've been locked up for too long and the magic energy is not enough? Do you want Xiao Xuanxue to let you out to absorb the magic energy? "

call out--

A bright line crossed his mind, cutting through the chaos.

It knows what it wants!

"Boss, please give me a name."

Hu Qing was taken aback, what?
The desire from the soul was revealed in the eyes of the demon: "Boss, I also want a name, which belongs to me and cannot be taken away by others."

name?Can't take it away?

There are so many people with the same name and surname in the world.

"You are wrong. The name is unique, even if it has the same name and surname, it is unique in heaven and earth. Otherwise, if you check the book of life and death, you will not die together."

Hu Qing: "That's related to the horoscope of birth and parents." This is how it was played in TV dramas.

Silk cloth said: "In short, it is under the way of heaven, there is no room for confusion, rewards should be punished, and never make mistakes."

He paused and said again: "A name is very important to a living being, especially the existence of an unreal being like us. With a name, it is officially registered in this world."

Hu Qing humbly: "May I ask your name—"

Silk cloth was silent for a while: "That no longer exists. You gave me a new name and I am—Xiao Bu."

The last two words are accompanied by grinding teeth.

Hu Qing shrank his head, you didn't say it was so important: "Let me think about it a little more, and give you a good and powerful name."

In the eyes of the demon, Hu Qing was suddenly in a daze.Does the boss not want to name himself?Gradually dejected and disappointed.

Hu Qing came back to her senses, only to find out, and hurriedly said sorry: "I was just thinking about it."

The demon was stunned: "Boss!"

Hu Qing was taken aback, what did the dead child shout, what should he do if he loses his soul?
The devil's voice was sharp and sharp: "Boss, you actually apologized to me?!"

How can this be?how can that be?What's the matter—God forbids it!

In the very few concepts that demons are born with: this is not allowed!

It is impossible for the demons to apologize to their servants, could it be--can a monk?
Hu Qing didn't understand its point, and raised her hand to rub it on its curly hair: "I lost my mind when you were talking to me, of course I have to apologize. Well, what's your name? You are so black, so you are called Xuan—" —”

Silk cloth: If you are called Xuan Mo, I will despise you for the rest of my life.

"Yao. Xuan Yao, Xuan Xiaoyao, sounds nice. You have the same surname as Xuan Xue."

(End of this chapter)