Qingge got off Ji Yue's back, stretched, and glanced at Wu lazily: "I'm not that vulgar and superficial person. I only care about whether I like it or not."
"Then what kind of man do you like?"
Shenwu asked.
"I like those with handsome faces."
Qing Ge grinned.
Shenwu, died.
Ji Yue came over, held Qing Ge's hand, and stopped in front of Shen Wu: "Sorry, Xiao Hou's handsome appearance was given by his parents and elders and cannot be changed. I accidentally hit the general. General, please don't take it seriously."
The young couple sang like a double act and struck twice in succession, leaving Shenwu stunned.
Qingge's smile was as bright as a flower, and her brows were as soft as the white moon. Hearing Ji Yue say this, Qingge felt even more relieved. His calamity had been resolved, but he just needed time to laugh at the unreasonable suffering in the past.
Shenwu frowned and glared at Qing Ge, "When you get married, I will definitely go to snatch you. As long as I haven't found a wife, you won't have a good time."
"Don't worry, General, we won't invite you."
Qingge said quietly and authentically.
Shenwu: "..." Doesn't he want to lose face?
Little Baozi had heard the beautiful mother's voice a long time ago, ran over with small steps, and flew into Qingge's arms.
Qingge quickly and steadily grabbed the little bun, and the little bun gave a big mouthful to the unmasked side of Qingge's face.
"Elder, Ye'er misses you so much."
Singing softly.
"You must be hungry, the food should be cold."
Qingge walked into the house holding the little bun, and the mothers-in-law of the three clans and the Lord of Lintian City all came to greet her.
In addition to some old faces, Qing Ge also met a burly man with stubble. This man was a general of the Demon Clan named Scarlet Beard.
In this war between demons and demons, Red Beard resisted desperately on the front line, but was captured by the Demon Queen. After Qingge recaptured more than a dozen cities, and decided that the two demon clans would never fight each other, Demon Realm obediently handed over Scarlet Beard.
The red beard is an iron-blooded general, a rough man with an iron bones. Every time he sees the little bun, his eyes are so gentle that he almost drowns.
The red-bearded general looked a little lonely when he saw the little bun singing and singing softly. In the past, in Moyuan, the little bun was his favorite. He tasted like a red-bearded uncle, and his little mouth was so sweet... The red-bearded face showed a lonely feeling.
, if the situation was not wrong, I would be biting my sleeve and crying sadly.
Everyone sat down, and the ancestor sat at the front and stared: "People are starving to death. Why did you two come here? I don't know where you went to love each other. The young people nowadays, huh-" "We have dealt with it a little bit."
I've been waiting for this for a long time."
Sing and smile.
"What's your name, Ye Lao? Grandpa."
The ancestor became even more angry.
Qingge was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Grandpa."
The ancestor glared at Ji Yue: "Have you seen how well-behaved and sensible your wife is? She is nothing like you. I don't know what this girl likes about you."
Ji Yue lost her temper and did not refute, letting her ancestor scold her.
The ancestor smiled and sang softly, and the little bun sat beside him, drinking wine and eating vegetables.
"Elder, can I drink?"
Little Baozi asked.
"Only a small sip."
"Great."
The little bun picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
The next moment, Little Baozi fainted in Qingge's arms, his little face turned red as if on fire.
Qingge held her forehead and sighed, Ji Ye's drinking ability was obviously following my example.
Seeing this, Shenwu quit and said angrily: "How can I, the king of the demon clan, just pour one cup?
Wouldn’t it make people laugh if this spread! No, we have to cultivate the devil’s drinking ability from an early age, no matter what, he has to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!”
The little bun suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes, his eyes as big as gems filled with a blur of mist.
The little bun stood on the chair, swaying so much that people were afraid he might fall.
"My beauty, where do you live? Are you married? Do you want to go with me? The entire Qinglian, the entire Evil Palace, and the entire Immortality Realm belong to me."
The little bun raised Qingge's chin and said with a smile.
The veins on Ji Yue's forehead bulged faintly, and she clenched her fists slightly. This child really deserves a beating if he goes to the house to lift a roof without being spanked for a day.
He's so bold that he even dares to tease his father's woman.
"Little Demon Lord, I will give you a toast."
Shenwu came over with a wine glass and encouraged the little bun to drink.
He is a man who can stand upright and bleed without shedding tears, and who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. He is a hero of the drinking country.
Especially the demon king, he is a man among men.
As the leader of the God of War, how could Shenwu watch the little devil 'fall'?
In just three strokes, five divided by two, Shenwu had already planned to cultivate the little devil's drinking power.
Little Baozi narrowed his eyes and looked at Shenwu, and kept getting closer to Shenwu's face, "This uncle looks a little anxious."
With a puff, Mo Xie burst into laughter, tears flying from his eyes.
The little buns are really amazing.
Mo Xie secretly gave Little Baozi a thumbs up. He finally understood what it means that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and that the young are better than the blue.
Shenwu's complexion turned pale and turned black, looking extremely ugly.
Throughout his life, he hated people saying he was ugly.
"The hair and skin of the body are received by the parents, and the skin is given by the parents. Regardless of whether it looks good or not, you should respect it."
Shenwu said.
"Not to mention, he is a cultural person, and I like him."
Little Baozi smiled, raised his right fist high, and punched Shenwu on the cheek.
With such a weak punch, Shenwu flew away like a ball.
I saw Shenwu like a ray of light, smashing through a wall, and fell down outside the wall with a bruised nose and swollen face.
There is a human-shaped hole in the breached wall.
Qingge coughed dryly.
The mothers-in-law of the three tribes and the Lord of Lintian City were both shocked. That was the most powerful Shenwu God of War. How could Little Baozi defeat him with one punch?
After drinking the wine, the little bun's fighting ability is really amazing.
The pissed General Shenwu limped in, rubbing his buttocks. The left side of his face was swollen, which was really distressing.
However, Shenwu not only showed no trace of anger, he actually looked at the little bun with excitement, and excitedly pointed at his face that was still intact on the other side: "Demon Lord, come on, give me another punch!"
Little Baozi rolled his eyes, "You are so strange, you actually like to be beaten."
After saying that, Xiao Baozi punched him again.
This time, Shenwu took a stance and used the power of the demons as a barrier to protect himself.
The Shenwu at this moment is like a majestic mountain, with an extremely stable chassis and unfathomable strength.
When Little Baozi punched him again, everyone in the room clearly heard the sound of something breaking, bit by bit.
The protective barrier formed by Shenwu with the power of the demons suddenly shattered into powder, and a real punch hit Shenwu's right face. Shenwu screamed, flew out of the human-shaped hole in the wall, and fell to the ground.
Shenwu walked over on crutches, his hair was messy and his eyes were extremely black and blue.
"Okay! Great!"
Shenwu said happily: "As expected of the monarch of my demon clan, this kind of power is really strong!"
"Little Demon Lord, come again, try again!"
Shenwu once again formed a protective barrier, waiting for Little Baozi's fist.
Qingge rubbed his eyebrows, wondering if Shenwu had a masochistic tendency.
Looking at Shenwu like this, Ji Yue's eyes gradually turned dark and slightly dark.
"Don't fight, my hands will be dirty."
The little bun pouted and hummed.
Little Baozi swayed his little body and came to Ji Yue. He raised his head and pointed at Ji Yue: "You look just like my father."
Ji Yue: "..." What does it mean to look alike? He is the father of this fart baby.
"I usually call you daddy. Can you call me daddy today?"
The little bun smiled with narrowed eyes.
"Very good!"
Mo Xie watched the fun and took pleasure in others' misfortunes.
With a dark face, Ji Yue picked up the bun and walked out: "You're drunk."
Shenwu stopped Ji Yue: "Little Marquis, how could you be so rough to our little devil?"
As he spoke, Shenwu winked at Little Baozi and asked him to punch the guy.
Little Baozi was considered smart and understood Shenwu's meaning, but he did not act according to Shenwu's wishes. Instead, he said angrily: "Are you an idiot?
It's really stupid. Have you ever seen any son beating his own father?
I will feel bad."
Shenwu is stunned. Doesn’t it hurt to hit him?
Those two punches were so unreasonably hard that he had to stay in bed for at least ten and a half days to recover.
Ji Yue picked up Little Baozi and left. Little Baozi waved his hands: "Dad, hug, you hurt Ye'er."
Ji Yue's heart softened, so she changed her position and hugged the little bun tenderly.
The little bun grinned and giggled, "Daddy is so kind."
Because Xiao Baozi made drunken remarks, most people did not take his words seriously.
On the other hand, Shenwu touched his chin and looked at Ji Yue's back, lost in thought. He turned to look at the unimpressed Wei Bo and asked curiously: "You said that since this little devil would recognize his father when he was drunk, why didn't he call me "Mr.
Daddy?
Is it because I am not handsome enough?"
Shenwu touched his face, "Although I am not a handsome man, compared to a crooked man with a red beard, he is still handsome, right?"
The red-bearded general who was eating rice said: "..." He is the one who takes the blame.
Seeing Ji Yue leaving, Shenwu quietly came to sit down next to Qingge, took a sip of wine and said, "Fifth Elder, I'm not telling you, how can that handsome young man be reliable?"
"Um?"
Qing Ge raised his eyebrows.
"Stay with me, I'll make sure you have meat every meal."
Shenwu said again.
"General Shenwu thinks that I have never eaten meat, so I will be hungry and picky about food?"
Qingge's words were considered cruel, and Shenwu looked ugly when he said them.
Shenwu was already bruised and swollen by Little Baozi's two punches, and now he was so heartbroken that it was even more ridiculous.
The mother-in-law of the three tribes looked sideways at Qingge, very confused. She thought the two of them would fight each other, but she didn't expect... "Just follow the little marquis, I will not care about your life or death in the future."
Divine wrath.
"General Shenwu."
Qingge suddenly said seriously.
"What's up?"
"In a while, I will leave the Demon Clan to go and experience it. I will leave it to you to deal with the Demon Abyss and the Little Demon Lord."
The sudden courtesy made Shenwu a little confused, and he stayed where he was and stared at Qing Ge blankly.