Genius Daddy in the City

That afternoon.

Behind the mountains of Baimiao Village, a piece of bluestone.

Ye Chen sat cross-legged, motionless, as if it were settled. If you look closely, you will find a white light cluster in his body, the size of a pigeon.

The white light became weaker and lighter and eventually disappeared completely.

Ye Chenzhuang opened his eyes, an arc flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It's late in Juling Realm, and the Neidan of the Demon Crocodile did not let me down."

Before that, he made use of the strange fragrance emitted by the mysterious small tree to break through to the mid-peak of Juling Realm, and now refining the demon crocodile Neidan, he broke through to the later stage of Juling Realm.

"If I let Yuan meet again, I could kill him in an instant. Most importantly, I can finally make a flying sword."

Ye Chen smiled with satisfaction.

He has always wanted to make a flying sword, but he has insufficient spiritual power. Now that he has broken through to the late stage of spiritual gathering, his spiritual power has more than tripled. He can completely make a flying sword and can also perform imperial sword skills.

As soon as Ye Chen thought, the storage at his fingertips flashed white light, and there was a pair of materials on the ground, especially the big snake tail bone obtained from the bottom of Shenlongtan Lake, and the body of a demon crocodile.

When he raised his hand, the flesh of the demon crocodile's body fell off automatically, leaving only a skeleton.

A real fire erupted from Ye Chen's mouth.

...

More than an hour later, Ye Chen had two more weapons in his hands. One was a dark green sword. The sword was three feet six, the sword was one foot eight, and it hung in the air.

The other is a long whip with white bones, which is black like a snake, with black evil spirits wrapped around it, giving a cold feeling.

"From now on, you'll be called the King of Killing Swords, and you're called Yinsha Bone Whip." Ye Chen muttered to himself as he looked at the two instruments.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance.

After Ye Chen put away the two magical treasures, he got up and walked over, and saw two women in seedlings approaching, it was Mengmeng and Xiaoya.

The little guy was dressed in a seedling suit and clanged on his feet. It seemed to be a bit of joy. When he saw Ye Chen, he rushed over and said, "Daddy."

Ye Chen hugged her and said with tears of laughter: "Who wears this dress for you?"

"Where is Aunt Xiao? Dad, isn't it nice?" The little boy spit his tongue out playfully, revealing a expression that you are bragging about me.

"Good-looking, a little seedling alive."

Xiao Ya's section came and paid a respect to Ye Chenzhen: "I've seen Miao Wang!"

Ye Chen nodded, couldn't help looking at her twice, and found that she had a unique flavor when she put on Miao costume.

Seems to be aware of his eyes, Xiao Ya buried her head in her chest, her face flushed slightly, and she looked cramped.

"Let's go."

Ye Chen picked up the little guy and returned to Miao Village.

...

That night, the entire Baimiao Village opened a bonfire event. Numerous Hmong women were dressed beautifully and danced around the stove hand in hand.

As for the Miao male, with a naked upper body and a leather drum hanging on his chest, he kept beating.

Xiao Ya was surrounded by the crowd, just like the stars and moons, but she looked at Ye Chen's father and daughter from time to time.

Ye Chen held her daughter on the seat of King Miao, silently watching all this, but her mind drifted outside.

It's been three days since I came out, it's time to go back, and I'll go back after taking the little guy to the prairie to watch the stars.

It was night and the song ended.

After Ye Chen coaxed the little man to sleep, while he was meditating cross-legged, a shadow flashed out the window.

"Ye Chen, are you asleep?"

Xiao Ya's voice came from outside.

Ye Chen got up and opened the door, and saw that Xiao Ya was standing at the door at this moment.

She glanced into the room and smiled sweetly: "You are leaving tomorrow, can you accompany me? I want to tell you something about Miao Village."

Ye Chen looked back at the little guy, hesitated or closed the door and went out.

The two walked quietly towards the lotus pond in Miao Village, the moonlight was hazy, and the shadow of the two was stretched for a long time.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was somewhat depressed. Eventually, Ye Chen took the initiative to ask, "Say, what's the matter?"

Xiao Ya suddenly buried her head, her fingers fastened, her voice was as small as a mosquito.

"I want a child ..."

Ye Chen froze, then laughed: "If you want, so many young people in the village can choose one, and I believe they will not refuse."

Xiao Ya shuddered, suddenly looking up at him, her eyes were extremely complicated: "The Miao sage cannot marry an ordinary tribe, and is destined to be the King of Miao ..."

"I know your mind."

Ye Chen interrupted her, turned and turned her back to her, and said, "Even if you know that you came to me tonight, it must have been the hint of Xiao Lao and others.

But that is impossible. You are very clear about my situation. I am a husband and a father. If you still do not die, then I will resign as King Miao tomorrow. "

Xiao Ya's face was white, and she was holding her clothes tightly, then took a deep breath, and smiled, "I'm sorry ..."

She turned and left.

Ye Chen is a strong man, and worshipping the strong man is the nature of the Miao people from ancient times to the present.

The Hmong people have a more blood-line heritage.

According to the ideas of Xiao Xing, Lao Yi, and others, since Ye Chen cannot be retained, he is simply left with a little blood. After the strong, the blood will not be worse.

Ye Chen shook her head and returned to the room.

This night, many people are doomed to sleeplessness.

Xiao Ya closed the door tightly, fell to the bed, and shed tears ...

Munta Mountain stood at the door, looking at the shadow from the opposite window, looking sad and unwilling.

The old lady with a surname of Xiao blows out the oil lamp and sighs.

...

The next morning, Ye Chen, holding her well-washed daughter, went to the Chamber of Miao Village.

Many people, including Xiao and Lao, and Xiao Ya have arrived, but Xiao Ya has a look of embarrassment and does not dare to look directly at Ye Chen with her head down.

Ye Chen glanced at her and suddenly asked, "Xiao Ya, would you be my disciple?"

The voice fell.

Everyone's eyes turned to Xiao Ya, with envy, because after all, Ye Chen's means had been seen, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as a god-man.

Xiao Ya seemed to be a bit surprised. He dared to look up to Ye Chen with courage, and his face was complicated.

She knew what Ye Chen asked.

It was to break the thought in her heart.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Xiao Xiao coughed a few times.

Taking a deep look at Ye Chen, Xiao Ya smiled bitterly, kneeling heavily on the ground, and buried her head: "I do!"

"Well, from now on, you are my second disciple of Ye Nankang. I will give you a legal name, Linglong, also known as Xiao Linglong."

Ye Chen nodded his head, flicked his fingers, and an aura of light penetrated into Xiao Ya's mind.

"Teaching your true scriptures for your teachers can drive Wanxue to pass on you for thirty-three days to create a **** fist. The word must not be passed on, otherwise you will bring in the scourge of death for your clan. Remember!"

Xiao Ya only felt that his head was rising, and a tide of memory was used to it, and then his face was incredible.

"I will give you the magic weapon Yin Sha bone whip, when I am not in Miao Xinjiang, you will be in full charge of Miao Xinjiang!"

Ye Chen once again had a long bone whip, and the long bone whip automatically floated in front of Xiao Ya.

"You sit down cross-legged now, to teach you the trick!"

Ye Chen chuckled and walked towards her. After Xiao Ya sat cross-legged, she bent her fingers like a brows, and inserted a seed of Reiki directly into her body.

In the eyes of everyone's horror, Xiao Ya saw a blue light flashing on her body, her whole body suddenly changed, and a little more agitation.

"From now on, under the Guru, no one can hurt you. With the magical tools I gave you, and Wan Ye, even the Guru can fight!"

Ye Chen said something lightly, and he turned his eyes to the old Mr. Xiao, who said: "Lao Xiao, I will create a company when I go back, and I will need the medicines in the future, and I hope you can provide them.

Of course, I will also use money to buy from you. In this way, the lives of people in Miaojiang will become better. "

"Xiao Xuan remembers the order of Miao Wang, and he will send someone down the mountain to contact Miao Wang." The old man with the surname Xiao answered quickly.

Ye Chen raised her eyebrows a little: "This is an improved body-refining technique that I have improved. Xiao Lao can be passed on to the people of the entire family to cultivate, and it is also considered to have self-protection."

After digesting the memories in his head, the old man named Xiao was kneeling on the ground, his expression ecstatic: "Thank you for your old age ..."

Before she finished speaking, she found that the figures of Ye Chen's father and daughter had already left.

...

Outside of Bai Miao Village, the little guy was holding Ye Chen's neck and said milkily: "Dad, people want to cultivate like Aunt Xiao."

"Why do you cultivate?" Ye Chen asked a little bit wrongly.

The little boy waved a small powder fist: "People also want to be stronger. If someone bullies his mother in the future, they will help his father to kick him together."

Ye Chen shook her head in tears.

"Good girl, you can't practice yet. At the time of development, the bones are not yet shaped, and the premature practice will not be high."

"When you turn eight, Dad will pass on all of your skills to you."

"Dad, will Aunt Xiao be great at that time?"

"Required, heaven and earth, father first, you second!"

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