Fantasy: At the beginning, I let the empress become a mother!

Seeing this scene, Xiao Bing felt something was wrong!

No, the prince was suppressed, but Zhao Linger was not!

With that technique and luck, the improvement would not be too fast, I'm afraid it's not...

Hurry to contact Chu Ning, who just woke up and yawned.

"Ah, the Tongtian Order was sent to someone and then returned. The luck should be there."

"The skills were also given to him. Good, good, good, how come this kid has become a bootlicker, giving away all the good things."

"Suppress the realm? It doesn't matter. Just suppress the world's realm. The highest realm of the natives of this world is the celestial phenomenon. If you want to break through, you have to ascend. Don't worry about this. Let them play by themselves."

"Okay, I'll continue to sleep. Don't call me if there's nothing serious, but Xiaobing, you have to take good care of him."

"I don't want him to bring me a grandson one day, that's it."

My son hasn't been educated yet. Educating a grandson, he's too idle...

But he's only nine years old. He shouldn't be able to make any noise. Besides, he doesn't know anything. What can he know?

Chu Ning is quite relieved about this.

The protagonists have been gathered together, and the villain is about to appear!

Don't worry, give him time to grow up, don't worry too much now.

Wendao Villa!

At the dinner table!

Chu Tianran was cooking with a chuckle, stuffing five or six steamed buns into the pot, eating porridge and vegetables with a delicious taste.

This thing is not very delicious...

At the dinner table, other children were discussing interesting things that happened recently.

Insects, flying birds, and water fish, as if the world was not so complicated for them, and there were not so many bitterness and hatred.

Chu Tianran envied these people a little, but not too much, but at this moment he could really listen to what they said quietly.

Look at these people's views on the dynasty, listen to them talking about the methods of the emperor, the methods of the former prime minister, and then curse the current cabinet prime minister Xu as a traitor or something. In fact, they have never seen the cabinet prime minister, but this person is indeed a traitor, a very corrupt official.

But Chu Ning once said that the Yangtze River is clear and the Yellow River is turbid, both of which irrigate the fields of several provinces on both sides. How can we abandon the Yellow River because of its turbid water?

In the dynasty, people are used to maneuver, but here, everyone is treated equally.

Born as a human being, there are so many differences in the world because of the difference in the womb. If he is not the prince, he is just like them, encountering all kinds of troubles and hardships.

As a king, a qualified king, he should let them live a good life, and even let everyone practice, so that there will be fewer people who starve to death or freeze to death. It is better for all people to become dragons than for one person to become a dragon. This is also what his fortune-telling Taoist teacher in the capital said.

Chu Tianran would talk from time to time, but maybe because of reading a lot, many of these people could not understand it, so he learned to speak like them, which was close to people's livelihood, and he would naturally understand more, all for future experience.

He thought a lot, and now he was no longer hesitant or struggling, and he accepted his fate, but his fate was not destined, and his road was destined to be very long.

After breakfast, he went to practice martial arts, and on the way he asked Jiubao curiously.

"Zhao Linger has a fragrance, can you smell it?"

Jiubao's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said: "Tianran, are you out of your mind? That's not a fragrance, it's like an old lady's foot wrap thrown into the toilet and soaked with sweat..."

Chu Tianran was silent for a moment.

Is it only me who can smell it?

When he was in a place where no one was around, he took out his bellyband and smelled it.

His eyes were intoxicated~

Then why did those people say it didn't smell good?

Is there really something wrong with his cognition?

In doubt, he came to Zheng Hong.

"Master Zheng, I want to ask you something."

The big man glanced at Chu Ning: "What's the matter, just fart!"

Chu Tianran has already adapted to Zheng Hong's tone, but he can't help but feel a little confused.

"They all say that Zhao Linger has a strange smell, but why can't I smell it? Is there something wrong with my nose?"

"I guess so."

"If it's really strange, then can others smell it? Does that mean that I will find the smell of anyone good?"

The big man smiled and hooked his finger at Chu Tianran.

"Come here..."

Chu Tianran stepped forward in confusion, and was hugged by Zheng Hong, who pressed his head directly under his armpit!

The latter's eyes widened instantly. The body odor under his armpit almost suffocated him to death. The key is that it was sticky, which directly made Chu Tianran's brain explode!

"Ugh!"

"Hahaha! Does it smell good or not? Didn't you say that everyone smells good? Then smell my tickleWhere is my nest?"

Chu Tianran ran away while vomiting, and went straight into the spiritual spring. He soaked for a quarter of an hour before daring to come out, but the scene still lingered in his mind, all black with armpit hair, sticky sweat, and that smell!

"Ugh!!! ”

He felt that he was not clean anymore, so he could die!

At this moment, Zhao Linger ran over with a weird look on her face.

“You can’t stand the smell of what I gave you, right…”

Chu Tianran rushed out and pounced on Zhao Linger as if he had been pardoned, and pressed his head directly on her chest!

“Woo woo woo, that damned bastard Zheng Hong made me smell his armpits, I feel like I’m going to die…”

“You don’t know, that smell is so suffocating, Linger is lucky to have you, you smell good, otherwise I would have nothing to live for…”

Zhao Linger was relieved after hearing this, she thought that…

But this action…

“Chu Tianran, let me go, don’t let anyone see you.”

“I won’t let go, I can’t stand the fragrance on you…”

Zhao Linger said helplessly: “In fact, the smell they smell on me is almost the same as the smell on Uncle Zheng, only you think it smells good.”

“Then I will smell it every day in the future, for the rest of my life! ”

Sniffing, enjoying the look.

Then he let go and lay on the grass.

“I almost died just now…”

Zhao Linger rolled her eyes and muttered, “Who told you to go to Uncle Zheng to smell his armpits? You are sick…”

“I am mainly curious if what you said is true. It seems that we are indeed destined to be together.”

“Stop talking nonsense. I will go and tell Uncle Zheng, and then get your clothes to change for you. They are all wet…”

“Oh, okay.”

After a while, Zhao Linger brought the clothes and scrubbed them with a look of disgust.

“Can you learn how to wash them yourself? Why do you need others to wash them for you…”

Chu Tianran smiled and hugged him from behind: “But I just can’t learn it. You are my wife…”

“Your wife will help you wash your clothes!”

“Then I will teach you to write in the afternoon and show you the technique? "

Zhao Linger snorted lightly, with a little joy on her face.

"Then I can help you wash it again this time, but it won't happen again next time."

"But I will say it again tomorrow, so you will have to help me tomorrow. If I say it once every day, you will help me wash it for the rest of my life, right?"

Zhao Linger blushed and said nothing, and Chu Tianran hugged Zhao Linger from behind.

"Sure enough, Linger, you smell so good, I like you so much..."

"Stop talking nonsense, wash it clean. "

It was thrown directly at Chu Tianran's face, and Zhao Linger stood up and left.

Chu Tianran chuckled and hurried to follow.

Still practicing martial arts, there is no other way except practicing martial arts.

Today's goal is to break through the second realm of cultivation.

Jiubao next door has stopped practicing martial arts. He is not as hard-working as Chu Tianran. He is thinking about the problems that appear in his mind, watching the world, watching people's hearts, and watching all kinds of situations.

And the meaning of sitting cross-legged is a very Buddhist look, especially kind.

There was also Zhao Linger who was practicing martial arts next door.

In one morning, Zhao Linger reached the sixth realm...

Jiubao entered the fifth realm.

Chu Tianran cultivated to the second realm with great effort. When he turned around and saw that one of them was in the fifth realm and the other in the sixth realm, he felt like the sky had fallen!

No, you guys cultivated so fast!

I just don't have the talent for cultivation, right...

Forget it, people are different. Fate gave him too much before he was nine years old, so he reduced his talent. It's normal that there are a lot less.

He just takes it step by step, after all, there are still the skills left by Zhulong.

Zheng Hong has been watching from the side.

The second day of practice is to condense the form of a real dragon. If it is not suppressed, it will be too terrifying.

But Zheng Hong thinks there is no problem.

If he does not suppress the realm, this kid will come to stab him in two days!

He must suppress it steadily.

The general Tianjiao is 1x2x2x2 and keeps doing this, twice as fast as others.

The terrifying Tianjiao is 1x2x3x4........ ridiculously fast.

This person who does not suppress the realm, on the first day, he is agile, on the second day, he is a saint, on the third day, he is a celestial phenomenon, and on the fourth day, who knows what realm he can jump to.

At least none of the two princesses can condense the complete form of a real dragon.

In the afternoon, Chu Tianran taught the two people to write as agreed, in a shady place in the martial arts training ground.

Other children also wanted to learn, and Chu Tianran also accepted it with pleasure, but after learning it for a while, he was very happy.They all ran away, not interested.

Only Jiubao was writing and copying seriously!

But he couldn't help looking at Chu Tianran and the others.

Why did he have to copy and write by himself, while Zhao Linger could be taught by hand.

Aren't we all friends?

How strange.......