The Nine Godheads

The rumors of the clouds glimpsed a little, looking at Hong Xiaobao’s appearance, it seems that the face was gradually printed in my heart, I am your hero of the world...

This sentence constantly echoed in the heart of the clouds, and for a time, she was somewhat confused.

"Well, my sister, I will send you back." Hong Xiaobao smiled and saw that the mood of the clouds was a little excited, but this is exactly what he wanted. The clouds are true to themselves.

Aside, the cloud nodded and still thinking about something.

The two went downstairs.

After leaving Xuanyuan Pavilion, after Hong Xiaobao went back, the cloud that had been smashing suddenly smiled and said: "While Xiaobao can practice martial arts, but his brain is still so powerful, it is quite interesting to make things. ""

She said and looked at the high-heeled boots on her feet: "If there is a mirror, oh..."

Women love beauty, since ancient times, the clouds are sacred, and nature is no exception. Especially, the gift given by a special person, how can you not like it?

When I sang the song back to my place of residence, Yunshengxuan looked curiously as soon as I entered the door: "What is so happy? Have you seen Hong Xiaobao's child? How is it?" He asked, but the cloud did not answer. Yun Sheng Xuan was curious.

After carefully watching it up and down, Yun Shengxuan was surprised: "Well? You, this pair of boots, Xiaobao that child sent? Oh, good-looking, my family is beautiful, this one Wearing, more beautiful. Xiaobao this child has a good idea."

"Hey, you laugh at people." The cloud shook and shook, but couldn't help but look at the mirror in the room. When asked, "Is it really good? Xiaobao said this is a high-heeled boot."

"Good-looking, really good-looking." Yun Shengxuan smiled and took the bronze mirror, and placed it on the edge of the cloud: "Look at it, you can't lie to you."

"It's really good," said the cloud in front of the bronze mirror. The more he looked, the more satisfied he was. At the end, he closed his eyes happily. He said: "Small treasure is still quite handy, and you can practice it... ..."

Hong Xiaobao of Xuan Zang Ge fiercely sneezed: "Who is behind me?"

In the evening, Hong Xiaobao came to the present queen, the palace where his mother was. This palace is no smaller than Hong Wenqing's hall, and there are even some ingenuity.

For example, when you are about ten steps away from the palace, you can smell the fragrant floral fragrance. The closer you are, the clearer the floral fragrance is, but it is not strong. Instead, it is always a kind of fresh and elegant feeling, which is fascinating.

The layout of the hall is solemn and unconstrained, but the beauty is not too luxurious.

In the end, it is because Hong Wenqing and Qiaoxian are extremely noble, but they are not willing to be too extravagant, so only Hong Xiaobao will be so generous, even thousands of elixir do not care.

As soon as he entered the hall, Joe Slimmed up and walked over to Hong Xiaobao. His face was smiling, and he was obviously very happy. Hong Xiaobao estimated that his father had told his mother what he could cultivate.

Sure enough, when Joe Slim went to Hong Xiaobao, he immediately took Hong Xiaobao’s arm and asked with a look: “Son, your father said that you can cultivate? Is it true?”

As he asked, he began to watch Hong Xiaobao with his knowledge.

Hong Xiaobao nodded and smiled. "Yes, after the mother, the child can really cultivate. You see, it’s already a peak, and it’s going to be double."

However, Hong Xiaobao knows in his heart that it will be estimated for a long time...

Joe was so happy with his face, his eyes were a little red, and he was excited: "Good! Good! I can finally cultivate!"

Hong Xiaobao can understand the mood of Qiao Fibre at this moment. After all, Hong Xiaobao can't cultivate, then he can't extend his life. As the emperor's Hong Wenqing and Queen Qiao Fibre, they all have a long life, and they are destined to face the kind of white hair. The tragedy of the black man, how many parents can accept it?

"Okay, look at you, cry, what? If you want to eat!"

In the distance, Hong Wenqing sat on the golden seat and said to Hong Xiaobao and Qiao Fibre.

However, Hong Xiaobao is a smile. Don't look at Hong Wenqing's installation so calmly, but in the afternoon, it is definitely better than the old lady.

At this point, Hong Xiaobao's heart is slightly warm, crossing the outer world, losing his own biological parents, but there are more two parents who regard themselves as their own life, it seems to be not bad.

A meal, still the dishes of the past, can be eaten today, but it is extraordinarily sweet, Hong Wenqing alone drank two bottles of tribute wine, his face rose red, happy!

A group of eunuchs who were outside kept secretly sighed, and the things of the Nine Emperors could make the emperor so rude, so happy, the rest of the time, I have never seen the emperor look like this!

After the meal, Hong Xiaobao was ready to tell his plans to Hong Wenqing and Qiao Fibre.

After a full blow, Hong Xiaobao stood up and said to Hong Wenqing: "Father!"

"Yep?"

Hong Wenqing, I don’t know what Hong Xiaobao is doing. Qiao Fibre is also looking at his son. He even said: "What do you have to say about Xiaobao?"

Hong Xiaobao nodded and solemnly said: "After Kaifu's father and mother, the child has been able to practice now, and he is not willing to live in the palace. The child also wants to be like the warrior, so he also asks the father to promise, and the child is out. Palace, choose a door to join!"

"Zongmen?!" Joe was suddenly shocked and said: "You, this child, you have to cultivate, which point in the palace is worse than the sect? You want Master, you want the medicine to be a weapon, your father. The emperor can help you get it, why is it necessary to go to that door?"

Finally, my son recovered, and she said that she would not let her son leave at this time.

However, Hong Wenqing and Hong Xiaobao are opposite each other, and they understand the meaning of Hong Xiaobao. Hong Xiaobao’s cultivation must continue to eat the elixir. Although he is an emperor, he is not difficult to get the elixir for his son. However, it’s a glimpse of the whole leopard. Xiaobao’s cultivation of a heavy weapon is only a matter of time. He will eat all the medicines in the inner library. In the future, he will not be able to afford it. .

In this respect, Zongmen is obviously much stronger than the palace!