Today is Ye Qing's birthday.
He received a lot of presents, all of them were from Zongmen brothers and sisters, filling a room full. Everyone is very caring, knowing that the little junior brother is a five-spiritual root with a blocked spiritual orifice. Basically, they are talisman paper spirit stones, marrow washing pills, flying equipment, rare seeds, spirit beast eggs, and various children's toys. There are a bunch of blessing notes mixed with expectations.
Ye Qing is sure that he is the most popular kid in the entire sect.
Unwrapping the presents made him excited, and his little face glowed with excitement. When eating Yangchun noodles, he sucked the noodles and kicked his calves happily, and the warm and happy atmosphere was just right.
Until the wish was made, the atmosphere was momentarily low.
Seeing the child with a dazed face, Tang Xi was angry and anxious. What a long life, the existence of Qingqing can make the cultivation world clean and clear, and its importance to the stability of the mainland of China is self-evident. age!
Bah, bah, bah, Tong Yan Wuji blows away in a strong wind.
The way of heaven must not take children's wishes seriously!
It's a pity that Ye Qing can't understand the thoughts of adults who are facing a big enemy.
He has just learned how to draw qi into his body, and he is still a lively cub with a mortal body on his back. A child will be hungry, and he will eat a bowl of rice and a bowl of soup for a meal, and occasionally cakes and other snacks. Children will be sick, and when they are dying, they are like a newly weaned kitten, and they can only nest in their father's arms. Children will be sleepy, and at night (19-21 o'clock) they are basically about to yawn, and at Haishi (21-23 o'clock) they are basically asleep and unconscious.
His skin is even more sensitive to temperature. The monks' bodies are immune to cold and heat, and are not sensitive to the seasons. However, a sneeze by a child often indicates that the weather is cooling down.
He has to take off his clothes in hot weather and add clothes in cold weather.
Ye Qing has another advantage, that is self-knowledge.
He knew that the Wulinggen was the last little tail of cultivating immortals, and he never forced the peerless power of gods to block and kill gods and Buddhas to block and kill Buddhas. He felt that a long life of a hundred years was already amazing!
But the family doesn't think so.
Everyone's face was extremely dignified, and Shangda Tianting's spells were cast one after another.
The young Guixiu sneered even more.
Seeing that the spell was cast and the thunder stopped, he stretched out his slender finger bones unhurriedly under the terrified eyes of the child, with a deep meaning in his eyes.
Ye Qing quickly covered his face.
Sure enough, Yan Chili's hand landed on the soft flesh on his face, accurately targeting the softest lump, and the strength of his hand seemed to be careless, but in fact he shook it slightly twice.
"Be obedient, the wish is very good, don't make it next time."
Deprive children of the power to make wishes at once.
In his previous life, he only briefly left the Demon Realm for a few days, and the regrets of his life were created, and he would never allow it in this life.
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[MTL] My Father Is The Villain Who Destroys The World
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