Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 1009 Little Poor Ones ([-])

Hu Qing let go after taking the little troublemaker back to the room, closing the door and dropping the barrier.

Hu Nuan covered her ears and leaned against the window: "Mom, where is Huahua? It's time to eat, I'll call him."

Hu Qing folded his arms and sneered: "Hu Xiaonuan, how old are you, and you still play the trick of running away from home. You were never so out of tune when you were young."

When Hu Nuan heard it, it's over, this is to settle the ledger.

Or——should she kneel?

"Don't kneel. You don't have gold under your knees. Do you know how much noise you have caused to the family and the sect by your running around?" Hu Qing became angry as he spoke. My mother was almost killed, and she went up and twisted her ears again. .

Hu Nuan covered both ears and ran: "Mom, even if we don't sneak away, we will be arrested. We have asked other people, so they were arrested if they stayed in their own home. Moreover, Chao Huazong was arrested There are so many people, and the other brothers and sisters didn't run around."

Hu Qing slapped him, and Hu Nuan jumped sharply.

"You are reasonable. If you are under the nose of your master, who can catch you?"

Hu Nuan excitedly said, "How about it, isn't Ami great?"

If you do this, I want to complain to your master, do you not teach a little bit of culture?

So she saw the Wanbao umbrella inserted in the shallow water by the lake at a glance, and only a beach chair was needed to sunbathe underneath.

Hu Qing was surprised: "Isn't it in Dantian?"

"That's not necessarily the case. You've seen it yourself, there are so many Huashen under Ju Wei's hands. My master and the others can't beat Huashen."

"Where's your spiritual pet, little turtle?" Hu Qing's indifferent tone showed that she had no hope.

"It's not a golden cudgel, it's a myriad treasure umbrella." Hu Nuan corrected, pointing to his head, """Here."

Hu Qing stared at it suspiciously: "Is it scolding me?"

"You call out the Myriad Treasure Umbrella."

Hu Qing choked, and looked at her closed palms, which meant she was a waste.

Hu nodded lightly, it seemed that he was indifferent to outsiders, and this umbrella had quite a personality.

Hu Nuan remained motionless, staring straight at Hu Qing and grinning, Hu Qing carefully separated a ray of consciousness into it, um, Hu Nuan's sea of ​​consciousness is of the foundation-building standard, which is much smaller than her own.If my own is like the sea, here is a small lake, clear and transparent, with no wind and waves, you can see everything at a glance.

Hu Nuan: "Well, it's the Soul Deed."

Hu Nuan shouted: "You just talk about me, and you are running around. If you hadn't followed Uncle Chun to Chamu Bay, you would not have been captured by the demons, and you would not have been thrown into the ancient cemetery It's been ten years since you left, and I have been killing demons for ten years. Do I blame you? You have the nerve to blame me."

In other words, an indiscriminate attack between the enemy and the enemy?

Struggling: "You promised my grandpa not to beat me!"

Hu Qing threw it to her, disdainful: "What can it do? What kind of force did you use when you were caught?"

Hu Nuan clasped his hands together to protect his poor little fellow, and shrank his neck: "What, little lotus root flower is too poisonous, it will poison everyone to death—everyone."

Hu Qing: "."

Hu Qing: "."

The handle of the umbrella was propped on the floor, and Hu lightly grasped the handle to feel it. The metal under his hands was solid and not slippery, and it felt cold to the touch, like black ice.frowned.I didn't find this when I used it before.

Hu Qing choked, coughed, and looked into Hu Nuan's eyes and couldn't say a word: "Change the name. Ouhua Ayuan is fine, Amei—my mother doesn't watch period dramas with protagonists with that kind of name."

She read the umbrella handle bit by bit, and then studied the umbrella fan. She looked at all the materials, and counted the gems on it one by one.

Bah, the little brat is eloquent, right?

Hu Qing immediately disliked it, threw the worm in his hand onto the quilt, and sighed with vicissitudes of life: "I haven't eaten worms for a long time. The last time I was wandering with your uncle—by the way, you are considered the best among worms, you should Can you summon some high-quality bugs?"

"Where is your golden cudgel? Show me." Hu Qing decided not to tell Hu Nuan about Po Jun's origin.

Hu Nuan stared: "Xiao Ouhua has said several times that it can poison people down."

Forget it, what else is there to ask, if you ask again, it will be a gold-swallowing beast, even if she had 1 guts, she wouldn't dare to question Lord Divine Beast.

"Will it be too cold? Do you want your mother to make you a cover?"

Hu Nuan was speechless, and rolled his eyes: "That's how it sounds."

Hu Nuan: "It's pleading for me."

Hu Qing is surprised, compare this with your old lady, you are so ambitious, you can become a god, you are a Mahayana, you should be Qi Yetian's emperor's wife and queen mother!
A wave of spiritual power flung him over and pulled him over. Hu Nuan screamed and was pressed on the bed and spanked.

Hu Qing: "Bah, it's talking about death, curse me to death."

If it wasn't for Nuanbao's sake, I would poison you to death.

The little lotus root flower that just fell on the quilt was grabbed back by the ruthless hands and kneaded.

Hu Qing was stunned for a moment, and then furious: "Then you don't use it? You have already poisoned your captors to death, and you have so many troubles after you ran out? Are you comfortable being struck by lightning as an old lady?"

Hu Qing had a faint headache, pulled her out and hugged her head: "Don't move, let me see."

Hu Nuan whispered: "It's only highly poisonous, and - it can't detoxify strangers."

Sure enough, Hu Nuan said protectively, "Ah Yuan is still young."

Hu Nuan leaned against the head of the bed with tears in her eyes, not daring to drop her buttocks, and not daring to touch her with her hands open.Little Ouhua came out from the back of her hand and hissed at Hu Qing.

Finally nodded.

Hu Nuan was inexplicable, came over and held the handle of the umbrella: "It's not cold, it's quite comfortable to touch."

With a second glance, I saw the wisp of spiritual consciousness I had left before quietly calming down at the bottom of the water.As if feeling the breath of the same source of consciousness, the trace of consciousness moved slightly, seemed to raise its head, and seemed to wag its tail, like a lazy bastard
Spiritual consciousness swam around, found nothing wrong, and quit.

As soon as the Wanbao Umbrella came out, the roof was almost broken by it. There was no special feeling from the spiritual sense, and I looked up at it with the naked eye. Wow, it really is Wanbao.

What a crime, why do their mother and daughter always encounter these things?

"Won't it release the paralyzing poison and then detoxify it?"

After beating until he was out of breath, Hu Qing let out his breath and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Bah, use your grandfather to pressure me, I haven't officially recognized his father yet!

"It's full of water. It doesn't have much high protein, so it may not be delicious. It should be okay after deep frying. It smells oily."

Hu Qing took a quick look, grabbed the head of the little lotus flower with a sudden hand, pulled it out, twisted it and then squeezed it: "It doesn't seem to be very long."

Hu Nuan hummed: "It doesn't have a long head."

Little Lotus Flower: "."

Hu Nuan rescued the little friend: "Mom, you give me back the little lotus flower."

Hu Nuan hummed, holding the umbrella handle to think of the name.

Hu lightly tapped the handle of the umbrella, hesitating a little.

Silk cloth: "What are you hesitating about? It's useless for you to keep those rags. You can't use the ruthless silk blood beads and space."

Hu Qing said: "After all, it is for small use, I am afraid that it will pollute Pojun if it is not clean?"

(End of this chapter)