Money-loving baby: mother, who is father

Chapter 129 The Feast of the Palace
"I opened this road, and I planted this tree. If you want to pass here, you must save money to buy roads!" Bandage, looks injured.

There was a sneer at the corner of Xuanyuan Wentian's mouth, it was really a nonsensical opening speech, he wasted his anticipation, he thought he would get news from Shuang'er, but he didn't expect it to be a bandit, it looks like today is going to be a big killing spree.

The bandit leader saw that Xuanyuan Wentian didn't speak, and thought that this man was stupefied by fright, so he said decisively: "You leave the money, and we will let you go, otherwise, we will kill you!"

Xuanyuan Wentian's sneer didn't stop, and the murderous intent in his body also spread. Those bandits didn't know if they were too stupid, but they didn't feel it at all, and continued to shout.

"Yes, don't hurry to hand it over."

"Our boss is the overlord of Yu Tingfeng. If you offend him, you will die without a place to die."

"Boy, why are you in a daze, do you have to let us do it?"

Xuanyuan Wentian heard the words, lowered his head and stretched out his hands to hug the little Suzaku, and said to the little Suzaku, "I'll give you a chance to practice, it's not that you can't control the flames well, let's use them as an experiment."

Xuanyuan Wentian raised his brows slightly, he was too lazy to do anything today, so he will leave it to this Vermilion Bird, the Vermilion Bird spat out flames, these mortals cannot resist.

Little Suzaku nodded obediently, then jumped down with flapping wings, and Xiong Jiu came to these bandits in high spirits.

The thieves were all dumbfounded and didn't come back to their senses for a long time. After seeing clearly, they all burst into laughter: "Haha, this man actually sent such a colorful bird to fight with us, haha, die of laughter!" Me!"

As soon as the words fell, Little Suzaku opened his mouth eagerly, and then wanted to spit out a mouthful of fire. After a long time of effort, the flame just couldn't come out.

"Haha, what is this ugly bird doing?"

"Really, it's so funny! Ha... Ah! Ah!"

Before the bandit finished speaking, he was suddenly burned by a burst of flames. He kept slapping the fire on his body, and then rolled on the ground again. The fire could not be extinguished.

"Help me! Save me quickly!" The bandit was a little desperate.

Seeing this situation, the other bandits hurriedly stomped on the man one by one. The man screamed "Ouch!" and it took a long time for the flame to really go out.

Xuanyuan Wentian frowned slightly, it seemed that this Vermillion Bird was still too small, the flames were so rare, and they just went out.

At this time, Xuanyuan Wentian didn't know that the bandit who had been burned was completely useless. Not only his body was burned, but also his own cultivation. I want to practice martial arts again.

This is the purpose of the flame of the Suzaku divine bird. If it can control the flame when it grows into a bird, it will not only burn the enemy's cultivation, but also burn the soul, making that person disappear directly between the heaven and the earth.

Although it is only a young bird now, the power of the flames cannot be underestimated. At this time, the black charcoal howling on the ground is a warning.

"Everyone, be careful, that bird is weird." The bandit leader rang the alarm bell to everyone.

The thieves no longer underestimated the little Suzaku, they all started to pick up their weapons, and looked hostilely at the divine Suzaku who was still practicing fire-breathing on the spot.

Xuanyuan Wentian sighed secretly, it seemed that he could not count on this little Suzaku, and he had to do it himself in the end, forget it, I haven't practiced my skills for so long, let's exercise my muscles first.

Xuanyuan Wentian jumped off his horse, came to the front of Little Suzaku, and said to everyone: "I'll give you a chance, either leave immediately, or suffer death!"

The bandits all looked at each other in blank dismay. When the man got off his horse and came here, they clearly felt a strong murderous aura and felt a little scared in their hearts.

Seeing that the crowd retreated, the bandit leader hurriedly shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone, he is alone, and there is such a broken bird, we have so many brothers, don't be afraid of him, let me do it!"

The boss gave the order, and these younger brothers naturally obeyed, brandishing the big knife in their hands and slashing at Xuanyuan Wentian, but Xuanyuan Wentian easily dodged it.

Everyone only saw Xuanyuan Wentian flying up into the sky suddenly, they all looked up and felt a golden light flash before their eyes, and they all received heavy blows on their chests, and they all vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The bandit's cultivation level was higher, but he barely spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't fall down. He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. This man made his brothers fall to the ground with just one move.

Xuanyuan Wentian was also a little surprised when he saw that one person hadn't fallen down, so he flew to the ground, glanced at the bandit's head carefully, and said, "I didn't expect you to be in the realm of a great martial artist, so I underestimated you a bit, but you are not my opponent , before I get angry, hurry up and take your men away."

Xuanyuan Wentian was not a bloodthirsty person, since he had given these bandits the punishment they deserved, he didn't bother to kill them and dirty his hands.

The bandit leader nodded quickly, his life is his own, and the most important thing is to save his life.

Xuanyuan Wentian didn't use all his strength. Although those bandits were seriously injured, they were still able to walk with support. They supported each other and left here as if fleeing.

"I didn't expect to be so unlucky. I met such a powerful person twice in a row. He looks even stronger than the woman in white last time." A bandit said to his partner next to him.

Xuanyuan Wentian's five senses were startled, these words did not escape his ears, he stopped the person who was speaking, and said with a cold face, "What are you talking about? A woman in white clothes?"

Xuanyuan Wentian remembered that Ning Ningshuang also liked to wear white clothes, could it be such a coincidence that these people also met Shuang'er before?

"Grand...big...Master, I was wrong, please forgive me!" The bandit obviously didn't hear the key information, he only thought that this demonic man had repented and wanted to kill himself.

"Let me ask you, when did that white-clothed woman pass by? What did she look like? Who was she with?" Xuanyuan Wentian tossed a series of questions away.

"Just a few days ago, also on this mountain, she suddenly appeared. She looks very beautiful. There are many people who are with her, many... many people in black clothes."

The bandit replied stammeringly. Based on his own memory, he could only say this. After all, Chu Li and Xiao Bao hadn't come out at that time, and he only saw Chu Li's subordinates.

Xuanyuan Wentian's eyes were pierced with chills, it was all some inconspicuous news, how could he know if it was Shuang'er based on these alone?
"That's all?" Xuanyuan Wentian put on a frightening expression with a livid face.

"Go back to uncle, that's all I know, I don't know the rest, please forgive me!" The bandit repeatedly cupped his hands, fearing that if he said something wrong, his nickname would disappear.

"Get out!" Xuanyuan Wentian's eyes projected a fierce look.

The bandit quickly escaped from here, chasing his brothers.

Xuanyuan Wentian rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought. He heard that the time should be right, but no one knew whether it was Shuang'er or not. However, even knowing it was Shuang'er wouldn't help.

For the current plan, the best way is to go to the place where Shuang'er and Xiaobao are as soon as possible, and rescue them all.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Wentian didn't stay any longer, turned around and performed lightness kung fu, picked up Little Suzaku by the way, got on the horse, Xiao Bai had already sound asleep in his cloth pocket, and without Xuanyuan Wentian's reminder, the flying dragon horse set off.

"Oh, Mommy, why are you dressed like this?"

"It's called art, you know?"

"Oh, don't scribble on my face, it's so dirty!"

"Xiaobao, be good, don't hide..."

"... "

Downstairs in the hotel, Chu Li and his subordinates were waiting for the people upstairs with a cold face. Ning Ningshuang took Xiao Bao back to her room, insisting that she should dress up for the banquet.

Unexpectedly, it took a long time to go in, and it was accompanied by Xiaobao's non-stop complaining. They didn't know what the mother and son were doing.

With a "creak", the door opened, and Chu Li heard the sound of footsteps, knowing that the "struggle" between the two people's clothes was finally over, he turned his head slowly, and saw the red figure on the stairs.

Chu Li kept twitching the corners of his mouth. What kind of shape is this? The bright red clothes are embroidered with vulgar flowers, which obviously don't fit well, like opera clothes.

There are countless gold ornaments on the head, which looks precarious. The most terrifying thing is the face, with thick foundation, bright red lip color on the mouth, and black eyes, as if it was beaten twice. It's like a fist, and I can't tell the original shape.

This cool look is not exactly the Condensed Cream who has been dressed for a long time.

"You... you want to go like this." After a while, Chu Li calmed down a little.

"Why? If you think I'm ugly, you don't have to take me with you." Ning Ningshuang puffed up her small chest, looking very funny, but she didn't seem to notice it, and asked: "Is this not good-looking? "

Ning Shuang sneered in her heart, dressed like this, just to disgust this Chu Li, Chu Li attended the banquet as the young master of the Guangming God Sect, I believe the female companion next to her should be very eye-catching!

"It's okay." The corners of Chu Li's mouth twitched unconsciously again, and he saw that Ning Ningshuang did it on purpose, but luckily it was not as she wished.

"That's fine." Leng Ningshuang sneered a few times, as if she was happy to hear about this situation.

The little treasure in the back looks quite normal, the persistence just now should have worked, his mommy didn't play tricks on his face, but what happened to the clothes, there were several holes, Xiaobao looked at himself with some sorrow Mommy, why did you make yourself look like a little beggar?
In the evening, in the palace of the Fenglie Nation, a banquet for Princess Zhulian was going on bustlingly. Of course, it was not the emperor of the Fenglie Nation that presided over the banquet, but the regent.

(End of this chapter)