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Chapter 20 My son, Zhao Fangxu, is actually a licker?
Zhao Tian felt funny in his heart when he saw his father's expectant eyes.

what happened?That's not what you expected from me at the beginning. Isn't it just as long as I live out my life in peace?
However, Zhao Tian just teased his father in his heart.

On the surface, Zhao Tian said to Zhao Fangxu with a smile.

"Well, I'm not bad at it! I'm not as good as Uncle Feng said."

Zhao Fangxu looked at Zhao Tian suspiciously.

"Yes, after all, the art of controlling objects is difficult to learn. It will take at least several years of hard work to master it."

Then, he looked at Zhao Tian with curiosity.

"But since Lao Feng thinks so highly of you, you must have already started to master the art of controlling objects, right?"

When he said this, Zhao Fangxu looked at Zhao Tian with an expression that said, "I've seen through you."

Zhao Tian felt a little funny, but did not refute.

"Uh, almost!"

Zhao Fangxu's eyes lit up when he heard Zhao Tian's affirmative answer.

"Okay, son. That's great!! Let's just say our old Zhao family has a genius."

With that said, Zhao Fangxu enthusiastically pulled Zhao Tian towards the villa.

While walking, he was also concerned about Zhao Tian's cultivation during this period.

"Son, you must be tired from practicing during this period, right? Master Jia is a famous master of object control in the west, and he must be very strict with his apprentices."

Zhao Tian thought for a while and replied.

"Indeed, without Master Jia's careful supervision, I would not have been able to reach this level."

The two walked all the way to the living room of the villa, and Zhao Fangxu also pulled Zhao Tian to sit down on the expensive leather sofa.

Suddenly, Zhao Fangxu thought of a question, so he turned to Zhao Tian and asked.

"By the way, Xiaotian, every person who practices the art of controlling objects will have his own natal weapon. What is your natal weapon?"

In fact, Zhao Fangxu wanted to ask this question from the beginning.

But he hadn't seen his son for half a month, and his longing suddenly made him forget about it.

Seeing Zhao Tiantian getting out of the car, Zhao Fangxu thought that Zhao Tian's natural weapon was some concealed weapon that was easy to carry.

Therefore, at this time, Zhao Fangxu kept circling Zhao Tian, ​​trying to find where Zhao Tian's natal weapon was hidden.

"My dear, where did you hide your natural weapon? Is it in the car?"

Zhao Fangxu searched around but couldn't find it, so he looked at Zhao Tian and asked curiously.

Zhao Tian recalled the small flying knife he had when he first practiced the art of controlling objects, scratched his head in embarrassment and said.

"Well, it's a small throwing knife. I gave it away."

"Flying knives are great! Combined with the art of controlling objects, you can pick up people from thousands of miles away. What?! Give them away?!"

Zhao Fangxu first heard that Zhao Tian's weapon was a flying knife, and wanted to praise his son for his unique vision.

But when he heard the following sentence about giving away, Zhao Fangxu was instantly confused.

"That's your natural weapon!! How can you give it away to anyone? Who did you give it to? Dad will help you get it back!"

Zhao Tian looked at his father who was a little excited and said in a relaxed tone.

"It's just a small flying knife. I gave it to Feng Shayan, and she also gave me something. It's not a loss!"

Zhao Fangxu originally wanted to call Feng Zhenghao directly to ask for Zhao Tian's flying knife back, but when he heard his son say that Feng Shayan returned the gift, he became a little curious.

"Then what did the girl give you? Is it comparable to your natural weapon?"

Zhao Tian replied seriously.

“She agreed to add me on WeChat!”

When Zhao Fangxu heard Zhao Tian's answer, he felt a thunder explode in his ears.

He felt like he was instantly petrified, his eyes widened, and he was stunned for several seconds.

Licking the dog! !

My son, Zhao Fangxu, is actually a licker? ! Tmd, so embarrassing.

How did I, Zhao Fangxu, raise such a son?
I am so ashamed of the ancestors of my old Zhao family!
While Zhao Fangxu was still stunned, Zhao Tian took out his mobile phone.

When I opened WeChat, I saw that several WeChat messages were all sent by Feng Shayan.

Fengsha Wuqing: Now WeChat has been added, can you tell me?

Fengsha Wuqing: What are you doing?Why don't you speak?
Feng Sha Wu Wu:? ? ?
Fengsha Wuqing: OK, OK, the fun disappears and you pretend to be cool!Is that how you play?I don't care about you either!

Fengsha Wuqing: Oh, stop making trouble!I forgive you, speak quickly!

Fengsha Wuwu: Wuwuwu!I was wrong, I shouldn't have hurt you.Talk to me, okay? (cry.JPG)
Zhao Tian took a look at the interval between sending each message. It was basically sent every 10 to 20 minutes.

He could picture Feng Shayan tossing and turning in the room, staring at her phone.

Zhao Tian smiled and replied with a message.

God rewards those who work hard: Huh?I just got home and just fell asleep in the car.

On the other end of the phone, a message from Feng Shayan came quickly.

Fengsha Wuqing: Oh!I was just joking with you just now, and I didn’t really want to chat with you.Don't take it too seriously!
Zhao Tian laughed out loud when he saw the message sent by Feng Shayan.

This chick is so cute!

However, when his smile fell in the eyes of his old father Zhao Fangxu, the meaning expressed was different.

Good guy, this fast typing look, this love-struck smile!
As expected, my son has become a dog licker, and he has fallen so deeply into it!

Zhao Fangxu realized that he had to educate his son now.

So, he coughed twice and said to Zhao Tian seriously.

"Ahem, son! Men should still put their cultivation career first, women will only affect the speed of your cultivation."

With that said, Zhao Fangxu patted Zhao Tian on the shoulder.

"This is the critical period of your cultivation. Don't be tempted by those women. The love between children can affect the Taoist heart the most!"

Zhao Tian shook his head and said seriously.

"No! Sasha has not affected my practice. She will always support me silently. She will also bring me some delicious snacks every time."

When Zhao Fangxu heard Zhao Tian's words, he felt even more numb.

"What? A little snack deceived you into taking away your natural weapon?? People's hearts are sinister! That girl from the Feng family is too vicious!"

When he said this, he looked distressed and wanted to snatch Zhao Tian's mobile phone.

"Okay now, you can only refining your natal weapon, wasting half a month! Delete that bad woman now!"

When Zhao Tian heard this, he quickly protected his phone.

"Isn't it just a flying knife? If I want to control the item, I can just refine it at any time."

"That's your skill. What? You can refine items at any time?"

Zhao Fangxu stopped grabbing Zhao Tian's phone and looked at Zhao Tian in disbelief.

Zhao Tianze calmly spread his hands.

"Yeah, it's not difficult."

Zhao Fangxu still couldn't believe it.

"Son, what you just said is not the entry level? If you want to refine items at any time, that is the Dacheng state!"

Zhao Fangxu looked around, preparing to find something for Zhao Tian to refine to see if what Zhao Tian said was true or false.

Zhao Tian saw his father's look and knew what he wanted to do, so he said.

"Dad, there's no need to look for it, look here."

Zhao Fangxu was stunned and looked up at Zhao Tian.

In Zhao Tian's hand, his mobile phone was slowly floating!

(End of this chapter)