The Bald Monk in the City

"The new fashion? It fits your style..."

In front of the sofa in the warehouse, Lev and Yi Qiu were drinking vodka and eating the venison that Lev had hunted not long ago.

Of course, for Yi Qiu, these venison do not have any substantial taste.

So he talked more with Lev.

"My wife and I take care of the children every day, trim the lawn at home, and occasionally take the family to go fishing or hunting in the wild..."

"Easy time always makes people trance..."

Lev took a bite of the roasted venison, with a peaceful breath on his face.

Yi Qiu thinks that maybe it is the color of happiness.

Not necessarily so strong, but it is always sweet.

"If I didn't need to use the item backpack, I think I would forget all this soon."

"It seems that it never selected me, and I never accepted it..."

Lev looked at Yi Qiu, and he was particularly happy for Yi Qiu's arrival.

The friendship between Yi Qiu and him is quite pure in a sense.

It does not involve too much substantive exchange of benefits, and there is no reason to be reluctantly maintained.

Everything is based on the mutual recognition of each other's character, which is a more thorough friendship without foreign objects.

"That's not bad..."

Yi Qiu touched his bald head and said.

He recognized Lev's choice. After all, it was a treasure he hoped to protect, and it exuded a dazzling light of love.

"In fact, in some late nights, I also wandered..."

"Yi, you have to know that I am not like you. What is beating in my chest is the heart of a bear country man."

"I yearn for strength, and I yearn for the awe in the eyes of others..."

Lev stopped when he said that, he picked up a bottle of freshly opened vodka on the table.

After simply wiping the wine stains on the tube chest, he looked up at Yi Qiu and said:

"But although these are tempting, I can give up with gritted teeth..."

"And she is enough to overcome all the splendor..."

Although Yi Qiu knows Xiong's Mandarin, he is more accustomed to translating it into the language of his country when talking to Lev.

Yi Qiu didn't know what kind of obscure meaning Lev said in Xiong's Guoyu according to local customs.

But from what he translated, he was quite fluctuating...

He has not personally seen the formation of Xu Shan, but after seeing Lev's performance, he thinks maybe love is really a very great power.

But long ago, he completely deviated from it.

This is not a sacrifice, but a price, a choice...

"So, are you planning to show off your love to a monk?"

Yi Qiu smiled at Lev, even though it didn't seem so eager.

But for Yi Qiu, who already feels like hesitation, this is already a rare emotional expression.

"Damn, Yi, you know what I'm saying is not what I mean..."

"Well, I have to admit, I actually have a little thought."

"Before I mentioned it as you did: my son, he aspires to be a hero like in Marvel movies..."

"Every boy in Xiong Country will have such a dream in his youth. Unfortunately, I can't teach him..."

Lev opened his hands, he looked helpless.

"In short, you have to admit that an energetic bear cub is troublesome for its father, because he doesn't have enough time to spend time with his wife..."

Lev scratched his hair with some headaches, and he could see that this retired veteran and comprehensive net fighter, who had been fighting against terrorism on the battlefield, seemed rather weak in dealing with this.

Yi Qiu thought for a while. This is the second time Lev has shown this intention.

But he knew that he could not be regarded as a competent mentor, especially for the guidance of extraordinary powers.

Those who were thrown into the temple before were all human beings who didn't know each other, but all possessed some foreign powers.

But if it involves Lev's son, obviously this is not so appropriate.

After all, in the Yiqiu Temple now, they can all be regarded as unstable factors on this plane.

Obviously Lev hadn't understood this yet. He felt that as far as Yi Qiu, who was most likely the strongest creature on the current plane, was to teach a bear cub who didn't know the height of the sky, there was no problem at all.

Yi Qiu didn't care about this. After all, a copy of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" could solve the problem for a long time.

The question is: what Lev really thought...

Yi Qiu didn't know if Lev was going to make his son a comprehensive player, or just dispel his superhero dream.

"Son, Dad can only help you get here..."

Lev thought of this, and happily tons of a bottle of vodka.

As a bear country father who mainly restocks, he also feels a headache for bear cubs at this age.

Especially when the bear cubs make some mess that will make him sleep on the sofa in the warehouse for several nights...

"What do you want me to teach him? In fact, I can teach him something now, but the result depends on you..."

Yi Qiu looked at Lev and said.

"Let him make his own decision, that's all I can do for him..."

Lev smiled, it seems that Yi Qiu's release made him quite happy, or is it relief?

Then he walked out of the warehouse, just when he tried to call his son's name to call him over.

As if thinking of something, he patted his head, then turned to look at Yi Qiu:

"She is still resting. As a husband, I have to give her time to dream."

"So wait a minute, I'll go upstairs to find my bear cub..."

Yi Qiu nodded to him, and the men's friendship continued at this moment.

Not long after, Lev sneakily pulled a sleepy-eyed boy from Xiong Country downstairs.

"This is my son, and just last month, he took a new name for himself: Piero."

"You can call him that, or Misha can..."

"Oh, dad, you have to know that a superhero can be called Peter or Stark, but he certainly won't be called Misha!"

The boy Xiong Guo with many freckles on his face suddenly protested.

"Well~www.wuxiaspot.com~Pyol, I'm your father's friend."

"He said you want to be a superhero? Maybe I can give you some help..."

Yi Qiu looked at this immature boy, his body was full of youthful vigor and unrealistic delusions.

There is nothing wrong with this, it is a stage that needs to be experienced in life.

It may seem a bit rich, but without it, the taste of life will become a bit weak.

Piero didn't answer, he looked at the guy who claimed to be his father's friend.

He felt a little nervous, because his father's demeanor made him feel like he was going through a special test...

"So, let's take a look at what choices you can make..."

In the next moment, a certain cold spirit that Yi Qiu uses rusty can reflect a cold luster in the air...