How can one become an immortal if one is so lazy?

I just don’t know which bastard is so lucky...

Thank you for playing with me for another day. I really like this world more and more..."

"Black...yang..."

The girl murmured softly.

"Ah, are you talking in your sleep?"

Hei Yang raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with Hei Yang?"

"Hei, Hei Yang... is a big bastard!"

"You're the big bastard!"

Hei Yang couldn't help but reply: "You have to scold me in your dreams, right? If you don't do this again, I won't fan you!"

“Zzzzzzz…”

Outside the door, four pairs of eyes peeked out from the crack in the door.

"Well, my Xiaoli is so cute..."

Lan Yuying covered her mouth, her eyes full of concern.

"Well, Yiyi, your Xiaoyang is so cute too. Oh my god, my god, they are all so cute!"

"Keep your voice down..."

Qing Yiyi frowned and patted her best friend: "I'm peeking, don't get caught!"

"Hey, we are mothers, what happened if we were caught peeping!"

"Well-founded and convincing!"

"Um……"

Hong Xiaochen frowned and suddenly said: "A perfect match! Mu Guang, tell me..."

"Shh-"

Hei Muguang patted his friend gently, carefully opened the door and walked in.

"Well, well..."

Hei Yang's eyelids gradually closed, and the movements of his hands gradually became smaller.

"Click"

The fan fell to the ground.

Hei Yang's body swayed, his head suddenly jumped forward, and was gently caught by a big hand.

Hei Muguang gently held his son in his arms, turned to look at the other three people, and whispered.

"Sleep."

"That……"

Qing Yiyi was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the sky outside the window: "It's time to go."

"dinner?"

Lan Yuying looked inquisitive.

"No, let's go home and eat."

Qing Yiyi waved her hand.

"Wait until Xiaoyang wakes up..."

Hei Muguang looked down at his son in his arms and whispered, "Let's wait until we wake up before eating."

"Child, sleep on it..."

Hong Xiaochen said softly: "It will probably be tomorrow when I wake up."

"It's okay, it's okay..."

"Come tomorrow?"

"liquor?"

"uh-huh."

"Quit it."

"Sure?"

"We'll wait until the children grow up."

"Okay, I'll dig a hole in the backyard and bury it..."

"Hide tighter..."

"Relax..."

"..."

Lan Yuying gently picked up the fan, sat next to her daughter, and continued to fan.

"Uh-huh...first of all..."

Hong Li murmured indistinctly in her sleep: "First...wait..."

"What's first~"

Lan Yuying smiled and teased softly: "Who are you waiting for?"

"first……"

Hong Li stopped talking in her sleep for a few minutes, then suddenly spoke vaguely again.

"First...you have to grow up...wait until you grow up..."

"What are you looking forward to doing when you grow up..."

Lan Yuying shook her head helplessly and laughed, looking at her daughter's little face and singing softly.

"My little girl, cherish your little time. You will grow up slowly, and I will grow old slowly. I will stay with you... just a little longer..."

Chapter 240 People start taking care of themselves when they are sixty-eight, but I will take care of them when I am eighteen. I will avoid fifty years of detours!

It's already the third day...

In the white space, Hong Butian remained motionless, sitting quietly in the cross-legged position, his spiritual energy surging regularly in his body, and bits and pieces of spiritual energy were absorbed by him, constantly strengthening his own foundation.

"Heihu! Heihu!"

There was a strange sound in his ears, as if someone was doing push-ups next to him.

Hong Butian ignored him, it was just interference, what could he do to him?

"Tap! Tread! Tread!"

Heavy footsteps sounded, as if someone was running wildly, but it sounded like they were reaching their limit.

"Help! Help! Someone help me!"

The desperate cries came from afar, and they were so tragic that one felt sympathy.

Save your head, who will sympathize with you? Just go and have fun!

"Boss, look at this kid. He's motionless. He must have fainted. Otherwise, we..."

A thief voice sounded: "Give him, hey hey hey..."

Hey, hey, you ghost, what the hell do you want to do? It’s useless to disturb my Taoist mind!

"That makes sense. Go ahead and take off his pants!"

Hong Butian: "???"

This illusion was quite real. He actually felt his clothes being pulled. He was worthy of being a great sect of the Immortal Sect, and his foundation was powerful.

hiss……

Why do I feel like there is cool air blowing behind me? It must be an illusion, um, an illusion.

But what if it's true...

Oh, absolutely impossible!

"Ha, bah! This Infinite Sword Sect is quite difficult to chew, and it splattered my face with blood!"

"Hehe, no matter how hard it is to chew, won't you be beaten down by us?

After the death of the Sword Sect Sect Leader, there will only be a bunch of ants left here to be slaughtered! "

"Huh? There is actually someone here, he is only at the first level of Qi refining..."

The hair on Hong Butian's back stood up, feeling like the god of death was licking his life away. There was an itching sensation on his neck, and there seemed to be some liquid flowing down his collar...

This is too false. A strong man who can break through the Infinite Sword Sect, what will happen even if he resists?

Ignore, ignore.

In the past three days, Hong Butian had seen, or "felt", all the big winds and waves.

For example, there seemed to be seven or eight big men dancing next to him, or two peerless swordsmen dueling at the peak, or there was a sudden loud noise in a quiet environment, and he even heard some sounds that were not suitable for children...

"Very good, it seems that you have successfully understood the spirit that this level wants to convey to you, get up, now let's go to the next level."

Piaomiao's voice was a little excited: "Maybe, you can really become a disciple of Jianmen!

Listen carefully, the content of the third level is... um? Why don't you get up, can't you hear me?"

Hong Butian: "..."

How can he be so insidious, this is not a test of concentration and perseverance, but he personally went down to dig a pit for him to jump into?

Haha, he wouldn't get up without saying the word "boundless".

"..."

"..."

Time flies.

"Hi!"

The shoulder was patted, and Zhao Zhuji's somewhat angry voice came: "Why are you still here? The test is over. You, didn't pass!

Get out of here quickly, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Hong Butian: "..."

"Boy, I can only help you here."

The voice of the great elder came: "From now on, we owe each other nothing!"

"We can understand if you don't believe us, but the person who gave you the test questions has fainted, and we don't know what the keywords are!

But even if you don't believe us, I have to tell you that those monsters still have a backup plan and are now approaching the Five Colors City!"

Hong Butian: "!!!"

This possibility... shouldn't happen, my younger brothers and sisters are at home, nothing will happen.

But if something really happens...

Then it won't help if he goes back!

But even if it's like this, if it's true, he has to go back even if he can't help...

"No..."

Hong Butian: "!!!"

Here comes the keyword!

"No Lake~~"

Hong Butian: "..."