God King's Favorite Concubine

Chapter 532 is really cool!Good to hear!

However, Long Zun didn't wake up again, and she didn't know how to combine the two into one, what should I do?
Ming Beiliang saw through her mind, suddenly picked her up, brought her son, and entered her space together.

Dragon Zun is still a black illusory object, floating in the corner of the space.

"Find a way to wake him up." Ming Beiliang stared at the black illusory object.

Tuoba Zi also stared at the black phantom object.

The little meat dumpling stood over, also staring at the black phantom object.

Thus, the family of three formed a trapezoidal row and carefully studied the black illusory object.

It's just that no matter how they research, the black illusory object is still that black illusory object, and it will not change into a human form at all.

"We blow him with cold wind. When he is cold and shivering, he may change into a human form!" Little Routuanzi studied for a while, lost his patience, and suddenly thought.

Tuoba Zi let out a "Puff," and almost burst out laughing, this kid is really cruel to his grandfather.

However, this is not a bad idea.

She glanced at Ming Beiliang.

Ming Beiliang's left palm immediately mobilized a powerful mana, and swept it towards the black illusory object. The mana turned into a gale, and it was an extremely cold gale, blowing mountains and seas towards the black illusory object.

The black illusory object was blown against the wall of the space and stuck tightly to the wall.

Tuoba Zi who was outside the cold wind was shivering from the cold, the black illusory object just couldn't change into a human form, Ming Beiliang had to put away the wind, and took a coat and put it on Zi'er.

"Ming Beiliang, do you have any special hobbies, or what do you particularly like?" Tuoba Zi wrapped his outer robe and asked suddenly.

Ming Beiliang looked at her suspiciously.

"Father and son, because of hereditary issues, are generally somewhat similar. Your special hobbies or things you particularly like may also be the special hobbies and favorite things of Long Zun. Use these to lure Long Zun, just like Qi'er saw. Gourmet's eyes light up, maybe Long Zun will wake up!" Tuoba Zi sniffed and said.

Ming Beiliang frowned.

Little Routuanzi also frowned, Mother wanted to use him as an example, his eyes lit up without seeing the delicious food, he is a very reserved baby.

Ming Beiliang frowned and shook his head, "This king has no special hobbies, nor anything he likes."

After the little Routuanzi frowned, he looked at his father and curled his lips in disgust, "Father, your life is so boring that you don't even have any hobbies!"

"You have hobbies, so what are your hobbies?" Tuoba Zi asked.

Little Routuanzi's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Eat!"

After finishing speaking, I realized that I had violated my will, so I quickly covered my mouth, and then looked up at Tuoba Zi angrily, "Mother, why are you asking Qi'er? He and the father are father and son, and Qi'er and Qi'er are together again." Not father and son, his hobbies and favorite things are different from Qi'er!"

Like an old master, Tuoba Zi pushed the bridge of his nose, pretending that there was a pair of glasses there, and said sternly: "Inheritance, it will pass through generations!"

"If you want to talk about things you like, I actually have them and like them very much." Ming Beiliang interrupted suddenly.

Tuoba Zi's eyes lit up, and he quickly looked at him, "What?"

Ming Beiliang spat out a word, "You."

Tuoba Zi was sweating immediately, can this master stop always saying such indecent words with a particularly serious expression when she is doing serious things.

"Forget it, skip the method of awakening Longzun with hobbies and things you like!" Tuoba Zi was afraid that Ming Beiliang would say something nasty again, so he quickly stopped the topic.

"Qi'er thinks that the father likes to be quiet, and Qi'er also likes to be quiet. Maybe he also likes to be quiet. We can wake him up!" Little Routuanzi jumped out again on a whim.

"Well, this is also a good method, but..." Tuoba Zi glanced at his son, and poked his chubby face, "Are you sure you like quiet too?"

"Mother, let's sing!" Little Routuanzi automatically ignored Mother's question.

Tuoba Zi thought about it, and suddenly came up with a good idea, "Son, why don't you take off your clothes and do a dance!"

Little Routuanzi's eyes lit up, but this time it was not surprise, but horror, and he asked loudly, "Mother, what did you say?"

"I said you come to dance, you have such a good figure, you must look good when you dance, your grandpa will definitely be attracted to you and wake up!" Tuoba Zi smiled, and reached out to untie the little meat dumpling's small belt.

Little Routuanzi was so frightened that he covered his chest, then his waist, and shouted, "Qi'er is a man!"

He quickly hid behind Ming Beiliang, and felt that his father and mother were breathing through the same nostrils, so he quickly hid by the well, pitiful.

Seeing that his son was unwilling to perform, Tuoba Zi had no choice but to look at Ming Beiliang.

Ming Beiliang turned his head away.

Well, tell him directly with the back of your head that he doesn't want to contribute either.

Tuoba Zi had no choice but to squeeze her throat, cleared her throat, and prepared to sing by herself.

"Mother, grandpa can't understand the song you sing!" Only he can understand, and Xiao Routuanzi said that only he can understand what mother's nunchuck is humming.

"You don't like it, you come to perform and dance!" Tuoba Zi looked at him angrily.

Little Routuanzi retreated to the well in fright.

"Play with musical instruments, several instruments together, the sound can be very loud." Ming Beiliang suggested.

Tuoba Zi nodded, this method is possible.

"What musical instrument can Zi'er play?" Ming Beiliang asked.

Tuoba Zi circled all the instruments in her mind, blinked, and blinked again.

"I understand." Ming Beiliang turned and left the space.

After a while, he came in with a flute, a small pipa, and a guqin.

The little pipa is naturally prepared for the son.

Little Routuanzi ran over, feeling playful, picked up the little pipa, and posed in a very handsome pose, with five fingers scribbling on the strings of the pipa, rattling...

That voice, simply!

Tuoba Zi felt that his ears were going to be cracked by the sound of the pipa, this kid must be a music black hole.

"Mother, start quickly, let's play together!" Xiao Routuanzi was in high spirits, it didn't matter how well he played, what mattered was that he was happy and effective.

"Okay!" Tuoba Zi picked up the guqin, sat down in a dignified manner, closed his eyes slightly intoxicated, and played gracefully.

However, the expected sound of mountains and flowing waters did not appear, but...

thump thud thud thump...

Well, the mother and son do have...the same purpose!
If it were someone else, they would definitely feel that their ears would be blown apart by this mother and son.

But Ming Beiliang doesn't know, they are his wife and children, as long as they have fun, in his eyes, everything is beautiful.

He gracefully lifted the flute to his mouth, lightly lifted his thin lips, and began to blow.

Immediately, it was like the fairy music in the world pouring out from the flute...

Tuoba Zi and his son suddenly looked at Ming Beiliang at the same time, and were stunned.

The master proposed to play music, it turned out to be cool for himself.

Really cool though!
Good to hear!
(End of this chapter)