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"Back to the ancestors, Xiaocai is indeed the daughter." Xiaocai did not hear the meaning of Song's words. Her wings were slightly recovered, and she was handsomely beaten in the palm of Master.

At this time, Xiao Cai has taken the ‘Shaping Stone Milk’ brought back by Song Shuhang from the Black Dragon World. Now she can be transformed into a person. It is just that compared to the human form, she prefers the Queer pattern. "Steel hand" + knife method + knife Yitong Xuan Lianzi, she is ready to take the double-flowing color bird.

Song’s mother’s mouth rose and she looked to her son from Song Shuhang’s door to the present. She found that all the sons introduced to them were girls.

Whether it is a girlfriend, a pendant, a child, a disciple, or even a disciple is a girl.

When was my stupid son so delicious?

"Mom, actually, I still have two prepared disciples." Song Shuhang quickly added. Zhizi Mo Ruomu, in turn, Song’s idea of ​​the radio circuit map Song Shuhang is also very proficient, after all, it is passed down from generation to generation.

"Master also has a preparation for a disciple?" Xiao Cai looked at Master with doubt, and she did not know about it.

Song Shuhang lightly coughed one voice: "The disciple is called Joseph, a foreigner. Because of some chances, now it is barely a registered disciple. In addition... I have another potential disciple in another world, I am Waiting for him to grow up, licking my trials, and then accepting him as a disciple, he matches me very well."

The young Akasaka of the Black Dragon World is a genius with its own ‘resurrection ability’ and has been decisively re-edited. Song Shuhang and he agreed, now only wait for him to grow up and become his own disciple.

"Prepared disciples are all male?" asked Song mother.

Song Shuhang nodded.

Song Mama also nodded inexplicably.

The father of Song on the side is inexplicable.

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At noon, Song Mama prepared a table full of dishes.

The current realm of Song Shuhang and others has already reached the level of cultivation, and eating has become a dispensable thing. But Song Mama and Song Dad are still ordinary people.

"You are going to brush that in the afternoon?" asked Song mother.

Song Shuhang nodded: "I am still idle, so I am still in Wenzhou City, and I will solve some troubles for my hometown."

Song Dad supported: "Yes, this is the place where you will raise you. Even if we have to leave for a while, we must not forget the roots."

Chinese people have the idea of ​​falling back to the roots. As long as there are no special circumstances, then where is the root and where the family is, it will not change for a lifetime.

On the side of the Miaoqing Daogu and Bohai Scholars have the privilege of participating in the family gathering activities of the Ba Song Xuan Sheng, the heart is not excited.

"Overlord of the Song Dynasty, can I take a photo?" Miao Qing Dao Gu asked for courage.

Song Shuhang smiled and said: "This kind of thing is free."

Soon after, he will take over his parents to settle in the Confucian Golden Lotus World. So now, he is no longer worried about the confidentiality of his parents' information. In addition, today is not the same, now he is no longer worried about the small generation dare to deal with his family.

The hobby of taking pictures also reminds him of the lychee fairy in the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group'.

After receiving the consent of the predecessors of the Song Dynasty, Miao Qingdao was exposed to joy.

She took out the selfie stick and lifted the phone up. Not everyone was as savvy as the predecessor of the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group'.

In order to take a selfie, Litchi Fairy has even developed a spell dedicated to taking pictures, which allows the camera or mobile phone to enter the unmanned shooting mode. Miao Qingdao can not do it.

After taking the photo, Miao Qing Dao looked forward to asking: "Predecessors, can I send a circle of friends?"

She thought about the title: Today, I was fortunate to have dinner with the predecessors of the tyrants, ps: The whole table was cooked by the ancestors of the predecessors of the tyrants!

"Be free." Song Shuhang music said.

“Thank you for your predecessors.” Miao Qing’s aunt bowed his head and operated on his mobile phone.

The real people of the predecessors of the Song Dynasty were much more amiable than the rumors, and they were not as terrible as they were supposed to be.

Song mother: "..."

This son suddenly became the feeling of a big man, she has not been able to fully adapt for a while.

God knows what his son has experienced in the past year?

"Talk about the book." Song Dad suddenly thought of one thing.

Song Shuhang looked up at his father: "Well?"

"I and your mother are still practicing now?" Song father asked seriously, he still wants to continue to love Song mother for 10,000 years, and loves the unborn daughter for 10,000 years.

Song Shuhang replied: "In theory, it is... late, it is more than 8 years old."

"At the age of 8 years, you are still..." Song Dad suddenly cut off when he was halfway through. The son finally brought two girls with a play back. How can he weaken his son's face in front of the two girls? What's more, there are also Bohai Shusheng and Miaoqing Daogu on the side, he naturally wants to maintain the image of his son.

On the edge of the Bohai scholars and Miaoqing Daogu quickly bowed their heads, for fear of hearing the black history of the predecessors of the Song Dynasty.

"So I said in theory." Song Shuhang smiled and said: "Give me some time, there will be ways in the future. I believe in your son's means."

It is of little significance to guide parents to practice now.

After the Confucian world, he will ask the Confucian to first give the parents the theoretical knowledge of cultivation. After all, the Confucian teaching ability is unparalleled.

Then... just wait for the future!

[The predecessors of the Song Dynasty, really want to compete for heaven? 】 沧海书生 and Miao Qingdao aunt in the dark.

Although I don’t know why the parents of the predecessors of the Song Dynasty did not practice, they are ordinary people. But sure enough, the predecessors of the tyrannical Songs sealed their parents to this era, in order to plan for the future for their parents!

Ordinary people have reached the age of Ba Song parents, and there is no possibility of cultivation. No matter which system of practitioners, after reaching a certain level, unless there is a counter-insurgency, they are doomed to the future.

However, if the predecessors of the tyranny and the Song dynasty compete for the heavens and the roads are immortal, they will change their lives for their parents, and will they not come to the scene?

As a result, it seems that many problems can be explained!

The predecessors of the tyrants of Song Dynasty took advantage of this era to prove that everything is in his calculations!

It is worthy of being a predecessor of the Song Dynasty and a man who trembled throughout the age.

In the minds of Bohai Scholars and Miao Qingdao, the image of the predecessors of the Song Dynasty was once again sublimated.

"A break, after a while, we set off." Song Shuhang stood up.

"Song predecessors, white predecessors in the group @ you." At this time, the feathers on the side suddenly came out.

"White predecessors are on the line?" Song Shuhang took out his mobile phone.

Are the white predecessors still planning to make gods? Is there an empty line today?

After opening the mobile phone and opening the ‘Jiuzhou No.1 Group’, Song Shuhang saw the words of the white predecessors: “@霸灭,书航, not online?”

Song Shuhang replied: "Is the white predecessor looking for me?"

"I am a meteor sword, and the owner is still busy." The account of the white predecessor returned.