Long live Daddy: Mother of the Waste

Chapter 63 The Man in the Ice Coffin (3)

A certain spirit beast sitting far away picking its nostrils reacted even more than Murong Xiaobao when it heard the name. He came to Murong Wan in an instant, straightened the little girl's face, and said word by word: "I'm not called crawling, It's awful..."

As soon as the spirit beast said this, Murong Wan's mother and son were petrified on the spot. They stared wide-eyed and didn't dare to look back at the source of the voice.

Spirit beasts can talk?So is it possible that this spirit beast is a good thing?
It took a while for the mother and son to come back to their senses, Murong Wan tiptoed to hook her son's shoulders, and whispered: "Look, it's a baby, although it looks a bit strange."

"Who said that a talking spirit beast must be a baby?"

Little Treasure turned back quietly, but saw the spirit beast approaching behind them, and grinned at them: "I heard it!"

Xiaobao tried his best to maintain a perfect expression on his face, he really couldn't believe that this was a promising spirit beast.

"Climbing, tell me, what are you and what is your origin?" Murong Wan gave up on Xiaobao's ideological work and went directly to the little spirit beast and asked.

The spirit beast tilted its head and thought for a while, then shook its head and said, "First, the name Crawling is really ugly; second, the owner has to tell me what I am; third, why is this place so motherly?!"

"Damn thing, the crime of disobedience to your master's mother alone is enough to sentence you to death! I don't even know anything, so I'm sure I'm not some great spirit beast." Murong Wan finished scolding in a childish voice, and said Dingyin: "That's it, the name of climbing is in line with the character and appearance of your spirit beast!"

What annoyed her the most was that a newly born spirit beast could express it so clearly. She still spoke in a baby voice, with vague meanings. How could this spirit beast be more promising than her?

"Master, I don't want to be called Crawl, I'm not a caterpillar, why do you call me Crawl?" Crawl went up to Xiaobao, wagging his long tail in protest.

Xiao Baoyuan didn't like the name of climbing either, but when he heard that he didn't like the name of climbing so much, he inexplicably felt that the name of climbing was the most beautiful name in the world.

"Forget it, let's call it Climbing from now on." Xiao Bao opened his lips softly, and his phoenix eyes were stained with an evil smile.

Murong Wan watched clearly from the side, and found that her innocent son was becoming more and more like that villain Mo Shangqian.

These are all excellent varieties of Mo Shangqian, and there is a kind of evil in their bones.

"I want to stop food and protest!!" Crawler was stunned for a while, and said loudly.

Both Murong, mother and son are too bad, they are so small, but have such a dark heart, they actually gave him such a ridiculous name.

"Our family has no food, so you don't need to go on a hunger strike." Murong Wan kindly reminded, and sighed quietly: "I don't know where the food for tonight is."

It seems that the next time I encounter a place where there are fruit trees, I have to get some fruit trees back.In this way, there is no food, but you can also fill your stomach with fruit.

Hearing these words, Crawling was immediately discouraged.

Look at what kind of family he has come to. On the first day of his life, he was raped and given the title of "Climbing", but he didn't even have to eat, what a crime.

In the future, I don't know whether his master will take care of him, or he will take care of his master.

It's all right for the master to be small, but the little master actually has a mother who is younger than the little master, and the little oil bottle is dragging another small oil bottle. What evil did he do in his previous life?
(End of this chapter)