In the end, Zhang Lan really became Zhang Cheng's son.
It's not that Zhang Cheng likes it, but Lan Yue likes this little guy. This little guy is different from before. He is only the size of a normal two or three-year-old child, with pink makeup, white and tender skin.
It seems that it is a human child, very well-behaved and cute. Not to mention Lan Yue likes it, even non-human saints like Luo Xiaohuoxin like it. They scramble to hold it in their arms, and the delicate uncle's voice makes them uncomfortable.
No more expressions.
"Come on, Xiao Lan, this is the weapon that my uncle got before. He got it from a human monk. Now it's given to you. You can't use it now. When you grow up, you can use it in the future."
Huo Xin touched Zhang Lan's little head and said.
"Thank you, uncle."
Zhang Lan said sweetly.
"Uncle Luo Xiao gave this to you."
Luo Xiao said.
Other uncles also said that Zhang Lan was very happy, thanked him constantly and received a lot of gifts.
At first, he would not be grateful. It was Lan Yue who taught him, and she also taught human language. Xiao Lan was really smart, and she could learn it as soon as she learned it, which shocked Lan Yue.
Lan Yue really regarded Zhang Lan as her mother, and she always liked to stay in Lan Yue's arms.
"Mom, look, this is a gift from my uncles." Zhang Lan trotted over with her little feet, "I'll give it to you and dad."
"Mom and dad already have a lot. Since it was given to you by your uncles, of course it belongs to you. How can dad and mom want it?"
"mine?"
Zhang Lan tilted her little head.
"right."
Lan Yue smiled and nodded.
Zhang Lan was worried and looked at Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Cheng had no expression on his face, looking at Lan Yue's unkind look, he finally had no choice but to nod.
Zhang Lan cheered and immediately went to play with these "toys".
"The long knife I gave him weighed several hundred kilograms. I was worried that he wouldn't be able to hold it. In his hand, it would be like air."
Luo Xiao and the others were stunned.
I saw Zhang Lan playing with all the weapons casually with both hands, turning his head and saying to Lan Yue Zhang Cheng, "Mom, Dad, do you think I am doing well?"
"Good-looking?" Lan Yue smiled.
Zhang Cheng said secretly: "Hey, you really want me to accept this son."
"Isn't it good, Xiaolan, so cute? If I had such a cute son, I would be smiling from ear to ear."
Lan Yue said.
"Hey." Zhang Cheng sighed. He knew that Lan Yue was completely obsessed. Didn't you see that this female fighting madman also likes children? "I don't understand why he just called me daddy. The situation at that time
You have also heard what I said, I just saved him, and he recognized me as his father."
"Perhaps, we can understand it this way. Some animals regard the first person they see after breaking out of their shells as their mother. The situation you encountered is somewhat similar to this. According to him, his soul has always been
Trapped there, never seeing anyone else, the one we saw before was just a puppet with limited intelligence. You were the first person he met, and you rescued him. Also, the Evil Dragon Ball
What was done to him may also be a key factor."
Blue Moon Analysis.
In fact, Lan Yue was really right. The reason why this situation occurred is that on the one hand, Zhang Lan was indeed a blank slate and instinctively had a good impression of Zhang Cheng.
On the other hand, because of the Evil Dragon Ball, the two souls had a certain connection. Now, Xiao Lan really regarded himself as Zhang Cheng's son.
It's not just talk.
"Kabeng!"
Suddenly, there was a breaking sound.
"Oh, mom, I broke the long knife my uncle gave me."
At this time, Zhang Lan ran over crying.
"It doesn't matter. If it's broken, it's broken."
Lan Yue felt distressed and kept comforting her.
"Oh my god, this is a seventh-grade weapon used by you humans. It is said that only those with a cultivation level close to the powerful can use it. Now, he broke it directly, and I couldn't even do it." Luo Xiao's eyes widened.
eyes.
"What! This is a seventh-grade weapon." Zhang Cheng knew what a seventh-grade weapon meant, so he couldn't help being surprised.
The highest spiritual weapon is only a fifth-grade weapon.
It would be very difficult for Zhang Cheng to break it, unless he used the devil's chain. This is a complete imitation of the supreme weapon, with complete consciousness, unlike the sky-opening axe.
As long as he has a thought, the devil's chain will help him.
"It doesn't matter if he is infinitely powerful. This guy can't be said to be infinitely powerful anymore. I'm afraid my strength won't be as strong as him." Huo Xin picked up the weapon that was split into two and said in surprise.
Everyone knows his origins. This little guy is actually a foreign body with immense power, which is normal.
The stunned look just now was more of an incongruity. A two or three-year-old child was playing with a mountain at will!
But it's different now, he broke the weapon directly.
"Hey, Xiaolan, how did you break it?" Zhang Cheng pointed to the broken long knife and asked.
Xiao Lan is a little timid. He is very close to Zhang Cheng, but he knows that his father doesn't like him, but his mother really likes him.
"I asked you, can you please speak softly? You are his father, how can you have such a commanding tone?" Lan Yue, a mother, was very dissatisfied.
"..." Zhang Cheng was speechless.
After a while, Zhang Cheng could only say gently: "My good son, tell daddy how you broke it."
I don’t know why, but my father looks even scarier like this. Zhang Lan thought to himself, but replied in a low voice: "I was very careful, but I still broke it if I didn't pay attention."
"Come and demonstrate. As long as Dad is satisfied, Dad will treat you to a beer." Zhang Cheng said.
Xiaolan immediately became excited and demonstrated it to her father and others.
He walked over and stepped on the broken blade with his white and tender feet. Then, with a click, the blade split.
"Dad, mom, uncle, you saw it, I didn't mean it. He was too fragile." Xiaolan said innocently.
Zhang Cheng was ashamed.
"Lan Yue, I advise you not to hug him in the future. His carelessness was much scarier than my fist." Zhang Cheng was deeply afraid.
"It doesn't matter, he is my son." Lan Yue didn't care, and walked over directly to pick up Xiao Lan.
Xiaolan fell obediently into her mother's arms and said, "Mom, I'm hungry."
"I'll bring you some delicious food here. There are a lot of delicious food, fruits, and drinks here. You can eat and drink as much as you like," Lan Yue said.
Xiao Lan shook her head: "But I want to eat them, but they are all gifts given to me by my uncle."
"Can these weapons be eaten?" Lan Yue was stunned.
"Yes. I want to eat them. Only after eating them will I gain strength."
Xiaolan said.
"Well, since they were given to you by your uncle, they are all yours. Everything is up to you," Lan Yue said.