Chapter 375

Purple field a Leng, heartbeat suddenly missed a beat.

Grandfather, how could he suddenly ask such a shameful question?

Does the whole world know that she likes Mo Dayan?

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

I hate it!

"Ah?"

His royal highness, the demon king, decided to carry out the act of foolishness. He looked at zikun with a confused look on his face. I couldn't understand what you were saying.

Zikun smiles, reaches out his hand and shouts his forehead.

As we get older, the hairline recedes.

This time, I lost a few hairs.

"It's my grandfather who talks so much. Xiaoqianmo, just think you haven't heard anything."

"Oh." Purple fields_ →

I'm smart enough.

Let's talk about it again. I'm going to turn against you.

"Qian Mo, you have a good rest. You have enough spirit. Tomorrow you can go to the entrance examination for freshmen." Zikun reached out and patted her granddaughter on the shoulder, cheering.

"Well." Ziqianmo answered indifferently.

Zikun is about to turn and leave.

Ziqianmo suddenly thought of something and called him: "grandfather, I have something to trouble you."

"What's the silly thing a girl said? What's the relationship between you and your grandfather? How can you use the word" trouble " Zikun smiles kindly and says, "as long as it's within my grandfather's power, I will help you do the best."

"In my yard, there is a golden pupil boy named Si Junli."

Ziqianmo doesn't worry about qianjue, because she is the great demon Zhuque. She doesn't worry about Jingxuan, the little emperor of Nanyue. Jingxuan is protected by qianjue. The only thing she worries about is her newly recognized younger brother.

"Well, grandfather knows him." Zikun nodded, not surprised. "You are kind-hearted. You can't see the slave suffer, so you buy it back and take care of it as your own brother. It's too much for your mother. "

Purple field slightly pick eyebrows.

At the moment, she can't explain to zikun that she is not a kind person with rich sympathy.

The only thing she needs to say is, "when I'm not here, please ask my grandfather to take care of Junli."

Once you go to Xuanwu college, if you can pass the entrance examination, you'll almost start to live on campus.

I don't think I will come back to live in Mochen Pavilion for a while.

"OK, no problem." Zikun agreed without hesitation.

It's just taking care of a half year old boy.

It's not hard.

Besides, he has seen the Si Junli twice in the mansion. He is a good kid who is self-discipline, self-motivated and smart. He doesn't need to worry about it at all.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Ziqianmo sincerely thanks.

Jun Li also arranged properly, and then settled a matter of mind.

After zikun left.

Ziqianmo practiced the sword as usual. After many days of hard training, his cultivation has reached the peak of the day after tomorrow. It's only half a step away from the congenital stage.

But although it's half a step, it's very close.

It's not so easy to step forward.

First, it depends on chance; second, it depends on understanding.

Both are indispensable.

Ziqianmo sat cross knee, hands on his knees, five hearts to the sky.

She sat in silence for five or six hours.

The sky, from day to night.

The temperature has changed from hot to cool.

In early summer, the wind was slightly drunk, blowing from all over her. The long green skirt of the lake, like ripples, was very soft and beautiful. Set off her slender waist, graceful posture, is so beautiful and refined.