Demon Lord Always Think Father is More Valuable Than Son [MTL]

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In order to prove that he was an ambitious person, Zhili ignored Xie Chen all day long and deliberately ignored him every time he passed by.

Just like that, at night, she put all the luggage she had packed into the Qiankun bag. Xie Chen sat not far away and watched the children. From time to time, he would remind her: "Don't forget to bring the food that grandma made for you."

"You don't have to worry about it," Zhili said without raising his head.

Her tone was a bit harsh, but Xie Chen was not angry. He just raised his eyebrows and went around to the table to take out pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"What are you doing?" Zhili couldn't help but be curious.

Xie Chen didn't even raise his head: "Practice calligraphy together?"

"...I'm not interested!" He was about to leave, but he was still in the mood to practice calligraphy? !

It's strange. I've only lived here for more than half a year, so why are there so many things? The more Zhili organized, the more messy he became, so he could only pour everything out and then sort it into categories again.

This pile is for magic weapons, and that pile is for food... Arrange them in several piles in this way, and the ground in front of the bed will soon be filled. Zhili lowered his head and packed it up. Xie Chen also finished writing a piece of paper. He snapped his fingers and the paper ignited, disappearing into nothing in an instant.

He stood up and stretched before he came to Zhili and saw an inconspicuous ring among a pile of magical artifacts.

He picked it up and weighed it: "Why aren't you wearing it?"

"I don't want to wear it."

Xie Chen: "Since you don't want to wear it, then give it back to me."

After saying that, just as he was about to take it away, she snatched it away: "This is mine!"

Xie Chen snorted lightly: "I gave it to you."

"It's mine if you give it to me," Zhili argued, "No, it's not a gift at all, it's compensation, okay? If it wasn't to save you, I wouldn't waste a space ring. You replenished this to me. "

"You care about every detail," Xie Chen half-smiled, "or do you care too much about what I give you?"

Although he knew that he was a provocateur, Zhili suddenly felt strong-willed for some reason today, so he returned the ring to him: "Take it away!"

Xie Chen actually accepted it.

Zhili glared at him and continued to pack his things. After packing for a long time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong... What exactly was wrong? Forget it, I couldn't remember, Zhili bit his lower lip and continued working.

Xie Chen looked at her angry movements, a smile flashed in his eyes, but his words were unforgiving: "Zhi Xiaoli, I have noticed that you have become more and more courageous recently, you are very arrogant."

"Nonsense, you can't beat me now, why can't I be more arrogant?" Zhili felt quite proud when he mentioned this, "It seems that my talent for cultivating immortals is not worse than yours. It was only limited by the petrified spiritual root before. Now that my spiritual roots have been changed, I can become very powerful without having to practice."

"Really? Then you are really powerful." Xie Chen returned to the cradle.

Zhili wanted to say something else, but when he looked up, he saw Xie Chen covering the children with quilts.

All the nonsense was instantly swallowed. Zhili quietly packed his things. As the Qiankun bag bulged, the ground became quieter and quieter.

Finally, after putting the last item back into the Qiankun bag, Zhili silently walked behind Xie Chen and reluctantly looked at the two sleeping babies.