The Wat Beast is not the most precious spiritual pet, but it is definitely the most loyal and protective of its master. Once a person was lucky enough to get a Wat Beast, and since then he has been on a smooth road surrounded by spiritual pets. It is really a cultivation resource.
It was robbed. When it encountered an enemy, it attacked first. The person's qualifications were mediocre, but he was forcibly promoted to the fairy world by his wat beast.
Her perfect golden thighs are the envy of countless people.
It's a pity that the Wat Beast would rather die than recognize its master. How many people tried but ended up with disastrous results. They were either killed by the Wat Beast or died together with the Wat Beast.
This time, the auction released the news of a wat beast that was about to be born. How many people came here specifically for this purpose. If it is not born, it is just a blank piece of paper. It is only forcibly contracted the moment it comes out of the mother's body. One has no claws.
What can the cubs resist?
A cub was sold for a million dollars, a top-grade spiritual stone.
Hu Qing: A big dog owner.
The young master became the final winner. He was determined to guard the mother's wat and give birth to a son. The master-servant contract talisman was also prepared. As soon as the little beast showed up——
Suddenly, Mother Wat roared sadly, her brown-black hair dried up in the blink of an eye, and her vitality disappeared instantly. Before anyone could react, she had turned into a pile of shriveled fur, and her bulging belly was as thin as paper, lying empty on the frame.
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"Not good, it gave away the baby in its belly at the cost of burning blood and vitality!"
I don't know where it was sent, but it must not be too far. The mother's wat at the end of the crossbow didn't have much power. Then a search was launched.
Unwilling to lose everything, the young master gritted his teeth: "The closest one to this place is the Chaohua Sect. The old man has some friendship with the leader of the Chaohua Sect. I will go and visit him personally." He paused and said, "Have you looked for it in the city?"
Subordinate: "I've looked for it, but I can't find it. At the moment, it's only inside the Chaohua Sect——"
The young master stood up suddenly: "I'll go right away."
When Yu Liuya heard that the young master of Tianhai Pavilion was visiting, he didn't take it too seriously. As a junior, it's normal for him to come over to pay homage to his elders and try to build a relationship between the two parties. If he wasn't free, he could just let his apprentice entertain him. Just in time, he wanted to
Ask the master of Tianhai Pavilion how he is doing.
He didn't expect that someone was in trouble. Yu Liuya was surprised when he heard it. He had only seen the Wat Beast from a distance. The Wat Beast was too alert and difficult to catch.
In this situation, we can't say congratulations. It's obvious that everyone is trying to get water from a bamboo basket, and we can't say condolences. It seems like they are taking pleasure in others' misfortune.
He asked his apprentice to lead the way to find him.
Chao Huazong acted magnanimously, and the young master could not go too far. He followed Yu Liuya's disciples to search the outer gates, inner gates, front and back mountains. Although there were forbidden areas and the like that he could not go to, Yu Liuya's disciples also told him calmly.
In other words, there are many barriers in the forbidden area, and a warning will be issued if there is an intrusion of foreign objects. There has been no abnormality these days.
The young master of Tianhai Pavilion believed it on the face of it, and sent his own people to inquire afterwards, and found out that it was indeed the case. Moreover, there was still no reaction at all on the mother's wat in his hand.
Disciple Yu Liuya sincerely suggested: "The incident happened at the auction. They didn't prevent Mother Hut from doing this, so they would be too embarrassed to accept your spiritual stone. At least some of it should be returned to you." I felt sorry for him for the spiritual stone.
The young master of Tianhai Pavilion forced a smile: "Of course I have to argue with them about this. I'm just so angry, it's obviously right in front of me——"
Yu Liuya's disciple could only say: "Who knows the quality of a cub that has not yet been born? The mother's body is so badly damaged, maybe it has already... Junior Brother, if you want to have a good spiritual pet, you might as well go and control it.
Let the Beast Sect take a look."
The young master of Tianhai Pavilion thanked him sadly: "It is destined."
Just leave.
Disciple Yu Liuya sent the person away, then turned around and gossiped with his master: "It's really daring to think about accepting a Hu beast as a spiritual pet. From ancient times to the present, only the senior who lived a hundred and eight thousand years ago has had this fate.
One million high-grade spiritual stones, Master, I want these many spiritual stones to immediately go into retreat until the Mahayana."
Yu Liuya's face was expressionless: "Well, I have a mine at home, do you have one?"
apprentice:"..."
When Hu Nuan went home on the weekend and saw the new member of her family, her eyes widened: "What a cute dog. Mom, what's his name?"
Hu chuckled and said, "I'll get it when you come back. What do you want to call it?"
Hu Nuan: "Beggar."
Hu Qing: "Uh... Nuan, it might be a boy. Let's change it to another one."
Hu Nuan: "Hua Hua sounds delicious."
Hu Qing: It sounds good, and it’s also a diuretic.
"Mom, why doesn't it open its eyes?"
Hu Nuan: "It's too young. You didn't even open your eyes when you were this big."
Nonsense, it’s less than two palms long and it’s still in your belly. What are you looking at?
Hu Nuan: "It's so thin."
Hu Qing sighed: "No, it's so small and thin that it blinds our big oven."
On the day he came back from picking it up, Hu Qing entered the yard and saw the big oven, so he took out the small things and compared them. The oven was too big and the meat was too small. It would be a waste of firewood to bake it.
Keep it until it grows up... Ahem, I have milk at home anyway.
Hu Nuan raised her head and looked at her mother with big eyes without blinking. Hu Qing felt guilty: "You are too young to eat the small cakes baked in our big oven. When you grow up, I can have afternoon tea with you."
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Hu Nuan was so happy that she spread her hands with her fingers to cover the little thing: "Mom, we have to protect it."
Hu Qing: "Okay, protect it, and wait until it grows up to protect you. You don't know if the little thing can bite, so you have to teach it."
Then he said: "How about you take him to your master to raise him?"
Hu Nuan thought for a while: "Master, there is no milk and no meat."
Yes, I really let myself serve it.
Hu Nuan: "Okay, let's leave it at home."
The little thing was so weak that it had not opened its eyes for two days after picking it up. Hu Qing opened its mouth and dripped milk into it. She was a little worried that it would not be able to feed her. She vaguely regretted that she should not have picked it up, let alone let Hu Nuan know about it.
, if you can't stand still, the little ancestor will cry to death.
Hu Nuan squatted in front of the bamboo basket covered with cotton cloth and had enough curiosity. He ran to the yard to look at the oven: "Mom, I want to eat cake, I want to eat cake."
Hu Qing smiled softly: "It's roasting inside. Mom is counting the time. It will be ready in a while. Stay away and don't burn it."
Take her to the study room: "Good boy, mommy will teach you Pinyin."
Pinyin, Hu Nuan knew this. Although Hu Qing didn't teach her, nor did the kindergarten teacher, there were always some children who were born with a love of learning and were willing to show it to the children. Hu Nuan was no stranger to this.
Moreover, when she looked at the Pinyin letters written by Hu Qing on the paper with a brush, she found them much more friendly than the letters taught by Mr. Meng Xue. They were simple and easy to remember, and she learned the finals in no time. She could recognize and write them all correctly.
Hu Qing was pleasantly surprised and held her face: "Mom's Nuan'er is really a little genius."
This is content for first grade, and my daughter is not yet six years old.
Hu Nuan chuckled, feeling proud and embarrassed at the same time. The little look in Naqiao's eyes made Hu Qing lightly press a kiss on his little face.
Having had enough of it, Hu gently put the ink aside and replaced it with a color ink palette. She said she wanted to make a picture book before, so she tried her hand first, holding the brush to draw lines and circles. Hu Nuan also dipped her fingers in the ink.
After scribbling on the paper, the two of them laughed and joked for a while, then Hu Qing went to turn on the oven.
