Bai sang saw her son. She wanted to hold his little hand.

But when the little boy saw that his mother was going to lead him, he quickly withdrew his hand.

The little face said wrongfully, "my mother can't touch me, otherwise my father will be angry."

"Your father is not here now."

Bai sang saw that his son was so delicate. Seven of them were like nine, just like a small nine.

She likes it very much.

The little boy still shrunk, took a few steps back, and quickly shook his head: "Dad will smell it."

Bai sang can't help it.

"Your father is a dragon with the same nose as a dog." Bai sang tutted.

The little boy dared not talk about his father.

"Hasn't your father come back yet?" Bai sang lay bored on the imperial concubine's chair.

"No." the little boy moved a small stool and sat beside him playing with the blocks in his hand.

On Bai Sang's side, it should be Lego building blocks.

Now the little doll has a high IQ.

Other toys didn't interest him.

Bai sang and his son haven't waited long.

Soon nine came back, looking very happy.

"Husband, are you becoming the North King?"

Jiucheng wanted to share his joy. At this time, he listened to the lady and immediately tooted his mouth.

"Madam, why don't you let me say it first."

Then he pushed his son away and sat beside Bai sang.

The little boy had no choice but to sit on the ground and continue playing.

"Look at your face, you know it must have been a success." Bai sang leaned over and put his head on his shoulder.

Jiucheng smiled, "those people are more powerful than me. I beat them to the ground." he snorted again: "they also said that the river god from the valley mocked me."

Bai Sang was angry when he heard that he was ridiculed.

"What? They taunt you?" she slapped her angry hands on the chair. "Did you waste them?"

"I almost abandoned them, but those immortals didn't let me abandon them and saved them."

"What a pity."

Bai sang really feels pity.

Why didn't you kill these immortals.

A pair of hands came to him: "are you okay?"

Jiucheng was touched by her mind, grabbed the hand moving around on his chest, and his white and delicate cheeks flushed. Yu guangpi glanced at his son playing next to him, "madam, I'll give you a serious look at it in the evening."

Bai sang looked at his small appearance and knew that there was nothing wrong.

Just pull your hand back.

"It seems that my husband is all right." she said with a smile.

Now Jiucheng has a big appetite.

Toss once, will be very toss.

Bai sang thinks he should raise his waist recently.

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Jiucheng gave it to Beijun, and the family moved out from the bottom of the river.

To the far north.

Bai sang looked at a big river in front of him, which was ten times bigger than the river Jiucheng lived in.

And the palace is not in the river.

On a steep cliff.

There are no mortals everywhere.

The palace is also covered by magic. Even if mortals come, they can't see it.

Bai sang is very satisfied.

Living at the bottom of the river every day, I still miss the sky.

Xiaobai is also very happy. He likes life outside.

But neither father nor mother can come up.

When he thought of it, his father said that he lived by himself.

Don't let yourself follow.

He had no choice but to stay at the bottom of the river.

"Madam, I'll show you the spirit tree."

Jiucheng took her hand and flew.

Soon came to the back of the palace.

A place surrounded by rocks.

Bai Sang was pulled and jumped in.

A cool feeling came to my face.