But even now he has a high Kung Fu Lian Qingfeng, and Lechi is not an opponent.

He can do this with a little child, which is already very good.

Douding Doubao said that his progress was faster than that of his mother.

Why won't my mother come back?

Do you think he is not working hard enough?

"Mom, Beibei has practiced another skill. Open your eyes and take a look, okay? Just take a look, and then you sleep again, Beibei promises to be good ..."

He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

Nasty, he cried again.

Uncle Feng and Auntie Lin said ‘good boys bleed without tears’.

He can no longer cry. Crying is no longer a man.

In another hundred years, he will be an adult

(He is a fairy-magic combination, growing very slowly. Although he is eleven or twelve years old, his appearance still looks like six or seven years old. He does not need to cultivate, he is a demon. In his long life. Eleven years old (Equivalent to early childhood)

He wiped a tear.

Carefully put the hand of the woman in white next to her.

The door squeaked open and a Tsing Yi man came in.

The man's show was very bamboo-like, with a handsome face, and he didn't give up much more than Yue Yue came.

At this moment, he was carrying a wooden barrel in his hand, which was not an ordinary wooden barrel.

The azure wood grain has a strange aroma.

As soon as I entered the room, the aroma drifted across the room, making people drowsy and forgetful.

There is a bright red liquid in the barrel, and there are countless petals floating above the liquid,

Those petals were pure white. Although they were soaked in bright red liquid, there was no trace of red.

White as an angel's feather ...

"Yue Beibei, let's get out of the way, Uncle Feng will try again with this method."

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