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"Then let me ask you, what is my dad's name?" the little girl asked in a very innocent tone.

Fan Ming said matter-of-factly: "Nie Qingshan."

Speaking of which, he was a little unsure, so he secretly took out the photo in his pocket and compared it, confirming that it was her, and then he no longer had any worries.

"What about me?" the little girl asked, pointing to herself again.

"This. Your dad didn't tell me." Fan Ming was also stunned. He actually forgot to ask his senior brother what his daughter's name was.

The little girl said: "Nonsense, if my father really asked you to come, how could he not tell you my name?"

"Uh." Fan Ming didn't know how to explain himself.

"The secret is revealed." The little girl's eyes showed a cunning look that is rare in ordinary filial piety. She waved her little fist and said, "Tell me, who sent you to deal with me?"

"Who? No." Fan Ming's head got bigger.

The little girl then said: "No? That means you have a grudge against my father. Seeing my father's high cultivation level, you want to use me to blackmail him?"

"No." Fan Ming hasn't finished speaking yet.

Then the little girl overcame him and said: "No, no, it must be like this. But you are miserable, don't you know that I am in the Nascent Soul stage? Hehe, do you believe that I will beat you?"

"Uh." When he said it, Fan Ming really couldn't tell the little girl's cultivation level. Nascent Soul stage? Fan Ming felt a sense of frustration that was worse than that of a primary school student.

If he really wanted to fight her, Fan Ming would not be afraid, but this was his senior brother's daughter. How could he let such terrifying monsters as the Black Jade Soul Spider and the Double Black Eyed Snake attack an innocent and cute little girl? But look.

The little girl's posture was really tense, and she might attack her at any time.

Just when Fan Ming was in trouble, his senior brother's voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Ke'er, stop making trouble and get in the car with your senior uncle and go home. Mom is already cooking and waiting."

"Oh" the little girl muttered reluctantly.

This is the magical power that can only be controlled after the stage of transformation. It can transmit sounds thousands of miles away. You can still talk to others even if you keep your mouth closed and don't speak. This made Fan Ming envious for a while. In fact, there used to be a kind of sound transmission for low-level cultivators to use.

, but since the advent of mobile phones, the market for telephony notes has gradually disappeared. After all, the effect of telephony notes is even worse than that of mobile phones. A mobile phone can call anyone, and telephony notes are like a walkie-talkie. Two people can communicate together.

The musical notes correspond to each other, and dialogue is carried out through the transmission symbols. Nowadays, these transmission symbols have been completely eliminated. Only some people who practice Talismanism occasionally draw a few transmission symbols to study and improve their level of making symbols.

The little girl stopped messing around and followed Fan Ming into the car obediently.

In the car, the little girl was sitting in the passenger seat, bouncing her butt twice on the seat, and said, "Your car is really good." Fan Ming said, "Your dad is so rich, he must drive a better car than me."

Already."

The little girl said: "Dad said that he is also an official in the government department after all. His car is so good that people gossip about it, so he only has a shabby Volkswagen car that costs more than 200,000 yuan. It is not as comfortable as yours."

Fan Mingxin said that this senior brother is really good at pretending. If he converts his monthly salary into cash, he will probably be included in the world's richest list. What do you want if you don't have it? And this money is given by the state. If you don't steal or rob, what do you have?

Shameful?

"So, you are really my uncle?" the little girl asked.

Fan Ming said while driving the car: "That goes without saying."

"Uncle, my name is Nie Ker, I am thirteen years old this year," Nie Ker introduced himself.

Fan Ming also said: "Uncle's name is Fan Ming, he is twenty-four years old this year."

Then, Nie Ker stopped talking.

Fan Ming was surprised that he was chattering just now, why did he suddenly become silent?

Turning his head over, he saw that Nie Ker was looking at him with a pair of watery, innocent eyes.

"What's going on?" Fan Ming asked with a smile.

"Uncle," Nie Ker suddenly said.

"Okay." Fan Ming was finally willing to call him uncle, and Fan Ming was quite happy.

"Uncle, you said it's our first time meeting. As an elder, shouldn't you give me, a junior, a gift?" Nie Ker'er said with her big, watery eyes. She looked so cute.

Cute, innocent is really appropriate to describe her. If you really think that she is innocent, then it would be too arbitrary.

"Really?" Nie Ker asked, shaking Fan Ming's arm.

"Yes," Fan Ming nodded hurriedly, "Don't make trouble, it will be bad if you hit someone while driving."

This Nie Ke'er has the cultivation level of Nascent Soul stage, and the power is at least over 100,000 points. With such a chair, Fan Ming felt as if his bones were about to fall apart.

"Then what are you going to give me?" Nie Ker asked expectantly.

Fan Ming said with a bitter look on his face: "Well, uncle, I didn't bring any gifts today. How about you tell me, uncle will bring them to you next time? What do you want? As long as it's not the stars and the moon in the sky, anything else

Do my best."

"This is what you said, don't be a swindler," Nie Kerer stretched out her little finger and said to Fan Ming.

"Okay." Fan Ming freed up one hand and manipulated the steering wheel with the other.

"Hang yourself on a hook and it won't change for a hundred years," Nie Ker read as he pulled it.

"Okay, can you tell me what you want?" Fan Ming didn't think much about it. As a senior uncle, when he saw the junior, he really had to give something to the junior. Otherwise, how could he make sense?

"I want a baby dragon," Nie Ker said seriously.

"What?" Fan Ming didn't hear clearly, "Is it the kind of rag doll sold on the street?"

Nie Kerer said disdainfully: "Uncle Qie, do you really think I'm so naive? I want a real baby dragon. Do you understand baby dragon? A baby hatched from a dragon egg."

This Nie Ker is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, what kind of dragon baby? Where can I find it? At least the stars and the moon in the sky are visible and tangible things. Even if there are threats, people have already run away

Been to the moon.

"Uncle Master, no," Fan Ming said awkwardly.

Nie Ker said: "No, no, you've already hooked up with me. You must find me a baby dragon. It's okay if you don't have a baby dragon or a dragon egg."

"I'll try my best." Fan Ming broke out in a cold sweat, thinking to himself that he should agree first. Anyway, he had never seen anything like a dragon before, and he would slowly forget about it in the future. It would be best to just fool him into it.

"You are not allowed to default on your debt. If you don't find me a baby dragon, I will pester you as soon as we meet. My memory is not that bad. Even when I was one or two years old, I can remember everything clearly. Even ten years later.

I remember eight years too. Master, you can’t bear to let me wait for ten or eight years in vain, right?”

Fan Ming was really defeated by her. He said she was innocent, but she was so evil that even Fan Ming, a man in his twenties, couldn't resist her. At such a young age, she can act cute and pretend to be innocent, and deceive you into confusion. Plus

She already has the embryo of a beauty, and when she grows up, she will definitely be the kind of witch who brings disaster to the country and the people.

Another picture appeared in Fan Ming's mind. A mature girl with a look like a disaster was holding her arm and shaking it, shouting: "Uncle, give me the baby dragon."

Thinking of this, Fan Ming was excited and shook his head. No, he should stay away from her in the future until he can find the real dragon.

"Then we've made an agreement?" Nie Ker said.

Fan Ming nodded reluctantly: "Yes."

"Uncle, please don't be a swindler." Nie Ker thought for a while and then said, "Also, don't let my father know."

Fan Ming could only nod again.

The car has already arrived at the location Nie Qingshan told Fan Ming.

Fan Ming stopped the car, but he was very surprised. There were no buildings around here, only a lonely public toilet. Is this Nie Qingshan's home? Could it be that Nie Qingshan lives in this public toilet? Fan Ming shook his head, or

It feels a bit unrealistic.

Fan Ming then asked Nie Ker: "Ke'er, is this your home?"

Nie Ker said: "Of course"

"Where is home? Why didn't I see it?" Fan Ming looked around again, but still didn't find any habitable building.

"It's right here." Nie Ker opened the car door and walked out, "Uncle, please wait in the car, I'll open the door."

"Oh" Fan Ming watched Nie Ker go out curiously.

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