A happy soft and soft milk sound rang out in the hall.

Abu threw the gift box into the air, spread his white feet, and ran towards the young man who was burying his head to eat, "Dad! It's Dad!"

The eager call from far to near.

Chen Liuxiang realized that something was wrong and looked up with a confused look on his face.

A white and fat glutinous rice ball, with a few swaying golden leaves, supported by the soft flesh, stretched the bellyband, and ran over, and crawled into his arms with a happy look on his face.

"What a daddy!"

Abu grabbed Shenliuji's collar with both hands, buried his face in the thin neck and rubbed it. The golden leaves floated out of his head, and swept around the boy's confused face.

"Bu Bu misses you so much."

Sinking: "..."

Everyone in the hall: "..."

The disciples of the Sword Sect looked ugly and looked at Uncle Ning at the same time. The green light flashed in his eyes and his mouth was so bitter that he couldn't speak.

There is no grass everywhere in the world, uncle, the baby is three years old!

After being shocked by other disciples, they first watched Ning Runxin, then Zhou Xuanlan, then watched Shen Liuxiang and the little ginseng lying in his arms, and made up for a shocking and bloody drama.

The sight from all directions surged, and the sound of a sunny dog ​​was like a dog. He held down the ginseng baby stuck to his body and rubbed around, "You admit your mistake."

Abu turned his head, leaned over to his face and sniffed, "It's Daddy."

Shen Liuji stuck his little armpit, took it out of his arms, and put it on the cold floor, "I'm not your father."

Abu looked at him with his round eyes: "It's Dad."

"no."

"That's it."

Shen Liujiu was angry: "How can you be so dirty and innocent!"

Everyone said in their hearts: There is something else that is innocent, everyone has seen it with their own eyes. I thought it was the limit to step on two boats, but I didn’t expect that the fog dissipated, and it turned out that there was a third one under my feet!

Abu was stunned and pouted with grievance.

He carefully looked at Chen Liuxiang's face and insisted in a low voice: "It's Daddy."

Why did Dad not recognize him?

Abu blinked his big eyes, his white and tender fingers were tucked together at a loss, and his little head thought for a while, and tears gradually filled his eyes.

Dad must not like him anymore.

Wow~

Abu was about to scream sadly, and a hand came from behind and took him over.

The golden leaves on his head were pinched by slender fingers, and the boy's eyes were cold and he asked him in a low voice: "Who is your mother?"

Shen Liuxiang looked at his apprentice: "?!"

What does this mean? Without a mother! It has nothing to do with him!

Abu looked at Zhou Xuanlan for a while, frowned in confusion, sniffed his neck, making a confusing sound of milk.

"How come you have the smell of dad? Have you been sleeping together at night?"

“Wow——!”

The hall exploded directly.

"It's true that he is a dog guy! Uncle Ning is really blind!"

"Sword Sect, why is it so ugly to speak? We, the two disciples of Qingling, are in love, do nothing about you!"

"Friendly love? Then who is the father of this ginseng baby? I see that everyone was deceived by Shen Liuliu."

Zhou Xuanlan was stunned and looked at the sinking sound.

The latter stared at the back of Abu's head, grinding his teeth, and stretched out his ruthless claws.

"Children's words are not vicious," Zhou Xuanlan couldn't help but bend the corner of his lips, and then explained to Abu, "It's because of a scratch, he helped me with the medicine."

Everyone: scratched???

How did you catch it?

A friend wanted to know if it was caught in the bed.

Abu clapped his hands and smiled, "It's great to apply medicine to the eldest brother, daddy."

"Call uncle," Zhou Xuanlan corrected and asked again, "Who is your mother?"

Abu wrinkled his face and showed a tangled look on his face.

He was dug up a mountain by his father, and he was dug up so hard that he could not find his mother.

However, he cannot let others know about this.

"Xiangxiang, my mother's name is Xiangxiang."

Zhou Xuanlan frowned and looked at the innocent young man next to him, "Who is Xiangxiang?"

The sinking sound: "It's the snow in June."

With Ning Runxin's previous lesson, Chen Liuxiang really dared not be sure that the ginseng doll in front of him has nothing to do with the original body.

If it's his father...

The sound of the sinking sounded and the little man in his heart spitted out old blood.

"Nonsense!" The leader of Ginseng Mountain shouted, and was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "You are the fruit of the tree, where do you get the human father!"

Chen Liuxiang's face was happy, but not as happy as he was not as happy. Abu saw a moment and crawled into his arms and hummed proudly, "I am not the fruit of your ginseng mountain, I am from my father's house! My name is not Abu, my name is Chen Bubu!"

A gust of autumn wind blows, and a few fallen leaves in my heart are rolling up.

His heart was cold, cold.

Even I know my surname, but I can't wash it clearly if I jumped into the Yellow River this time.

A figure flashed past, and someone in the hall finally couldn't sit still.

Ning Runxin squatted down, reached out to touch Chen Bubu's face, and then took out a East China Sea pearl as big as a fist. The dazzling light almost blinded everyone's eyes.

"I am Uncle Ning, I'll give this to you as a marble."

The Sword Sect’s people widened their eyes, their expressions as if they had eaten shit. They wanted to shout to Ning Runxin: Uncle Master, be more sober! Be more sober!!

"Dad said he couldn't accept other people's things," Chen Bubu said with a straight face and looked pretty.

Everyone: It was taught well.

Shenliuji: It wasn't what he taught him when he heard it.

Ning Runxin didn't force it, so he wanted to withdraw his hands. Chen Bubu hurriedly stretched out his two small hands and held Ye Mingzhu, and hugged it in his arms without any refusal.

"Dad said he couldn't accept other people's things," he paused, adding while recalling.

"Unless you can't help it."

Everyone:...

Shen Liuxiang felt a slap in his heart.

The ginseng leader couldn't stand it anymore and walked over angrily, dragging Chen Bubu away, "I'll talk about your father later, and I'll give the gift as the ancestor said."

Chen Bubu reluctantly picked the golden leaves on his head, pouted and sulked, "I wanted to leave it to my father, I hate it!"

He handed a piece of golden leaf to the leader's grandfather, "Spray the little golden powder yourself, don't look for me soon, I want to be with my dad."

So in the second half of the dinner, a glutinous rice ball was stuck beside Shen Liuyi.

He couldn't bear it anymore and picked up Chen Bubu, who was rubbing against him, and threw it to Zhou Xuanlan. "I remembered that there was something important, and I had to leave and help me take care of him."

Zhou Xuanlan frowned, still wondering where Chen Bubu came from. He turned his head and said, "I'm about to discuss the truth, where will Master go."

The dinner is the highlight of today. The Taoist Jian Zhen who has entered the Mahayana realm will talk about the sutras and treat the Tao on the Five Elements Altar. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even the sect leaders of each immortal sect will listen humbly.

If Shen Liuliu is not present, he will be too arrogant.

Chen Liuyun had to follow everyone, followed by a small tail that followed.

In the middle of the huge round altar, a phantom sat cross-legged, with a faint white light scattered all over her body, and her face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist. It was only vaguely visible that she should be a handsome man.

The discussion of Tao starts from Si to Chou, and it takes a few hours to end the first half.

The phantom dissipated and whispers began to ring around. Many disciples looked solemn. After hearing this, they developed many insights and exchanged their experiences.

The disciples of each sect and sect sat together, and Qingling was in a very good position, and was the closest disciples of each sect to the Taoist Jian Zhen.

Ling Jinye frowned and thought, and said to the person next to him for a moment: "Xuanlan, you said..."

"Shh--"

Ling Jinye was stunned, and then he noticed that Shen Liuliu, who was sitting on Zhou Xuanlan's right, had his head tilted and rested on Zhou Xuanlan's shoulder, his eye feathers drooped low, and he trembled slightly with his uniform breath.
To be continued...