Chapter 2371

"Wow!" xiaoyuchen heard his big eyes flash.

"Dad, you must be very happy." xiaoyuchen looked envious. He also wanted to live here. He felt that every place was very interesting.

"Yes!" Lin Ziyi nodded softly.

"Lord, Lord..." the little gold man arrived first.

Lin Ziyi ignored him and went on.

Little Jin quickly flew over to block Lin Ziyi. Looking at the child carved with powder and jade in his arms, it seems that the rumors outside must be true.

"There really is a child. How can you do something sorry for my sister?" little gold looked at her angrily.

Lin Ziyi felt wronged when he heard this. He also wanted to know why Wen Xian did that, which made him look like a heartless man.

"Are you sure I did something sorry for your sister?" Lin Ziyi glanced at him and continued to walk forward.

"Isn't it?" little gold looked at the child in his arms with a hostile face.

Xiaoyuchen asked, "Dad, do you have any other women besides my mother?"

"No." Lin Ziyi shook his head quickly, "I only have your mother in my heart. Look at Dad, haven't I been waiting for her to come back these years? If I don't have her in my heart, how can dad be willing to wait so long?"

"Then I'm relieved." xiaoyuchen looked at Xiaojin provocatively.

"Don't worry, what are you worried about? You smelly boy who doesn't know where he came from? What are you worried about?" Xiaojin was very sad when he thought that his sister had been forgotten by the Lord.

The wild clouds make complaints about Tucao, "you are very smart, little gold. Why are you so stupid now? This is your nephew, your sister's son."

"Ah..." Xiaojin looked at xiaoyuchen and was shocked.

"My sister's son, what's the matter? When did my sister give birth to a son?" little gold looked at Xiao Yuchen and his eyes were full of surprises.

"As her own brother, you don't even know. How can we know?"

Xiaojin: "..." his sister didn't contact him, and he couldn't help it.

Xiaojin will look at xiaoyuchen and please her, "baby, I'm your uncle."

"I don't know." xiaoyuchen replied impolitely. He didn't look at his eyelids. He couldn't even recognize his nephew. It was so stupid.

Little Jin: "..." the child, like the Lord, remembers his revenge.

Little gold still smiled and flattered, "little baby, what's your name? Where's my sister?"

"I won't tell you!" xiaoyuchen still didn't look at him.

Little gold felt that he was despised and looked at Lin Ziyi with a wronged face.

"Lord, did you speak ill of me?"

Xiaoyuchen immediately explained, "my father didn't speak ill of you?"

When Lin Ziyi heard this, he felt that his son was very clever. What the little gold had said had offended him, and he immediately took revenge.

This character is so like him.

Moreover, when he was less than four years old, his cultivation reached an extremely terrible stage, "what a good son of my father." he gently stroked his head. Unexpectedly, he soon accepted the fact that he had a son.

"Ha ha......" xiaoyuchen giggled.

He also likes this father very much.

"By the way, Dad, who's talking." xiaoyuchen asked curiously and looked around.

Lin Ziyi raised his wrist and showed him the billows on his wrist.

"Wow! It's so cute!" xiaoyuchen looked at the silver billows and looked at it on his wrist like a bracelet. It's so cute.

"Cute?" craze doesn't accept it. It's domineering. What's cute?

The second pass, xiaoyuchen went in and came out the fastest.

Lin Ziyi and Xiao Jin were surprised. They were really surprised at the child's ability.

Xiaojin smiled at xiaoyuchen: "Yuchen, why are you so powerful? You came out so soon."

Xiaoyuchen looked behind him and said, "it's not difficult for me. My mother has taught me these, and the elders teach me every day. It's not difficult for me."

"Ha ha..." Xiaojin smiled happily: "it's better than blue. Lord, is it very powerful compared with what you did in those years?"

Lin Ziyi nodded, "it's really more powerful than when I was a child."

He acknowledged it with open arms.

When he was five years old, he had only four levels of cultivation. Therefore, he was better than blue. His son was better than him.

"Hum!" xiaoyuchen whispered. He came here to prove his.

"Now, let's go to the third level. My mother said that the third is the most difficult. She also tried her best to pass."

Lin Ziyi smiled, "indeed, the third level is the most difficult. There will be a crystal bead. If you can't cope with it, Yuchen, crush the crystal bead and the danger will be relieved."

Xiaoyuchen shook his head and smiled, "this kind of thing will not happen. I have carefully studied what my mother said. As long as the speed is fast enough and the courage is big enough, there will be no accident."

The Deacon and several disciples on one side were shocked. A child over three years old could say such words. I think they were hurt when they were assessed in the third level.

Lin Ziyi listened and looked at him admiringly, "Yuchen, go in, dad is waiting for you outside."

"OK! Dad, wait for me to come out."

Xiaoyuchen's eyes were suddenly smart and confident, and the cunning light turned into a firm light in an instant.

The whole person's changes before and after surprised everyone.

Deacon Qian boldly asked, "Lord, he is really your son."

Lin Ziyi looked at him and asked, "don't you look like our father and son?"

Deacon Qian stared at him. "I knew something would happen one day."

Lin Ziyi: "..." how does this sound like a profound meaning?

He looked at deacon Qian suspiciously, "what will happen?"

Deacon Qian said, "you're famous. Now something's wrong at last? Your sons are running to the door. Will another one come out one day?"

Lin Ziyi: "..." he's so fucking wronged.

"Deacon Qian, who do you think I am? How could such a thing happen? I only have such a precious son. Don't wrong me. This is the blood of the authentic dragon family."

He touched Wen Xian. If any other children came to the door, it must be false.

"Really?" deacon Qian whispered again.

"False." Lin Ziyi looked at him angrily. He thought about how old he was.

Deacon Qian: "..." I think it's possible.

Lin Ziyi suddenly tilted his head and looked at him, "deacon Qian, how old is your grandson this year?"

Deacon Qian shook his head helplessly: "Lord, your memory is really poor. I have only sons and no grandchildren."