Tianhu proud of the world: Lord Mozun's little crazy wife

Chapter 310 The Magical Umbrella
"Pretending to be a living thing? Isn't that the same as Uncle Xiaotong's?"

Chitong nodded, she thought in her heart.

"There are not many storage rings, and the space that can store living things is even rarer. I never imagined that there would be such things in that world."

"I don't know which fellow daoist survived the tribulation on that side and left it behind, but the ring is more convenient."

The sky was gloomy, with strong winds and torrential rain.

"Damn!"

Everyone only heard an angry curse, and no one paid attention to it.

Chi Tong hurriedly took out a blue umbrella, opened it and threw it into the sky above their heads.

The umbrella disappeared, and the sky immediately cleared up.

Yun Mo raised his head happily: "It's amazing, it can eliminate the cloudy rain and thunder caused by the sword energy."

"That's not eliminating, it's just being blocked by the umbrella. The clear sky we see now is the scene in the umbrella."

Other children also looked up at the sky: "It's amazing, not only can't see the umbrella, but even the sun is so real and warm."

Chitong explained: "This is a unique real scene in the umbrella. Not only can it walk in the heavy rain without getting wet, but it can also fly with its master on its back without applying any spiritual power. Therefore, it is also a mount. It is said that it was developed."

"It's amazing to be able to create such a wonderful magic weapon, but my mother is even more powerful. I just heard about it and made it myself."

Chi Tong stroked Yun Mo's little head: "It is said that it was a wedding gift from her younger brother on the wedding day of Goddess Void and the Tianyu God Clan. Your Uncle Hao once mentioned the name of the umbrella, but I forgot."

Yun Wushuang secretly said: "The realm of nothingness? Isn't that the goddess Yueheng? Tianyu Xiyao's uncle?"

Chi Tong tilted his head: "Wu Shuang knows?"

Yun Wushuang scratched his head and smirked: "I don't know, I don't know, Wushuang is less than three hundred years old!"

Yun Mo took over the words: "Then what is the name of this magic weapon, mother! Is it cool?"

"This... has never been named."

Chitong really didn't think about giving the umbrella a name, not just the umbrella, even everything in her hand has no name.

For example, she didn't even think about naming the sword in Meng Luo's hands.

Pick one at random, but it's not aggressive enough, and you can't think of so many for a while, so after procrastinating and procrastinating, you forget about it.

Chi Tong didn't know when he was drinking a glass of plain water, Yun Wushuang came over and said, "Don't worry about it?"

Chi Tong looked at the transparent deep water cup made of crystal in his hand, and there was still a trace of white gas bubbling inside.

"Life can't always be like plain water. This kind of life is really comfortable, but after a long time, it will always feel boring."

"People always say that the ordinary is the truth, and now it is indeed true. The truth is only what is seen, touched, and what is fantasy. It is so plain that people forget how to imagine."

"Sometimes, you have to find some joy in life for yourself, what do you think? Wushuang!"

Yun Wushuang backed away without saying anything.

"Indeed, life is like a glass of bland boiled water, with ups and downs, bitterness, hotness and saltiness as the seasoning, what you add, life is what it tastes like."

If you only drink a glass of tasteless white water all the time, then life will become tasteless.

Passion will slowly degenerate, and the heart to pursue things will be abandoned.

I don't remember how the tears flowed when I was moved. When I saw other people's life, I always thought it was called work.

Yun Mo's head resting on his mother's lap moved, and his round black eyes looked at his mother without blinking.

(End of this chapter)