Quickly wear the goddess Su Zhatian

Chapter 625 Sword Cultivator's Wife Is Of course A Sword
"Your Highness, I've finished washing." The boy ran over, his tone a bit dumb, "It's just that my ass feels a little cold now."

"You're not wearing any clothes, isn't that nonsense?" Ning Ning inadvertently saw the scar on the boy's chest, she thought of something, and quickly asked: "What's your name?"

"Wang Ergou."

Ning Ning: "..."

Well, this name has nothing to do with Song Wuyu's frigid name.

Ningning reminded him, "Go and put on your clothes."

He was very obedient, and put on the clean clothes he had taken out before, but the clothes were the same as the ones he wore before, they were all tattered, but they were clean anyway.

Ning Ning endured it, but still couldn't hold it back and asked again: "Your mother... how long has she been asleep like that?"

"Can not remember."

That should have been a long time ago.

This child is very abnormal. He has no concept of life and death. Judging from his previous performance, he wants to eat when he is hungry, regardless of whether the food is good or not, as long as his stomach is full, this is his instinctive reaction.

He didn't know whether it was his ability or luck that a child could live alone for so long.

Ningning then asked, "Where's your father?"

"Mother said that my father became the old king next door and was beaten to death."

Ning Ning was speechless for a while again in her heart, she could only guess that the relationship between his parents must not be good, and after a long while, she choked out a sentence: "It's late, the children should go to bed."

He nodded obediently, picked up the sword and entered the house, walked into his room, and lay down on the worn-out bed. He lay on his side, holding the sword in his arms with both hands, and closed his eyes, as if Soon fell asleep.

When Ning Ning was about to calm down and absorb a little more of the thin spiritual energy around her, she was distracted by the loud noise from outside.

Likewise, the boy who heard the voice opened his eyes.

Ning Ning said, "Go out and have a look."

"Okay." He got off the bed with his shoes on again, and walked out the door with the sword in his arms.

Not far away, a giant red bird was flying in the black night sky. It seemed to be on fire. Every time it flew over a place, the flames it spewed turned the earth into a sea of ​​flames.

Ning Ning could tell at a glance that it was a red bird, a kind of monster. If she was still the senior sister of the fairy sect, it would be a trivial matter to deal with this kind of bird, but the situation is different now.

"Wow!" The boy said curiously, "It's fireworks!"

"Smoke your head! Didn't you see it coming in our direction? Run!"

He realized it later and started running under Ningning's urging. They had just left the spot when the red bird had already flown over. A ball of flames fell from the sky, and the whole room was submerged in the flames.

Affected by the impact of the heat wave, the boy who could barely run out of the sea of ​​fire fell heavily to the ground.

Ning Ning hurriedly asked: "Little brat, are you okay?"

"Hmm... butt hurts a bit." He rubbed his butt and stood up from the ground, holding the sword in one hand but never letting go. In fact, he also had scratches on his face, but he seemed to be more concerned about his injured butt sensitive.

Seeing the house engulfed in flames, the expression on his face froze.

Ning Ning had no choice but to comfort him, "Actually, your mother won't wake up a long time ago, so don't be too sad."

The boy lowered his head in frustration, and said in a low voice, "My bucket hasn't been taken out yet."

"what?"

"In the future, I won't have a bucket to fetch water when I take a shower, what should I do?"

Ning Ning: "..."

Hello!Your mother was burned to death!
Are you just worried about your little barrel! ?
(End of this chapter)