"Hey, sister, do you care about this bag?"

Li Wushuang looked at her sister curiously and immediately found the spiritual cat purse on the bed behind her.

The little boy stepped to the bed, happily picked up his wallet, came to the front of the transmission spirit stone, and said as if showing off: "This is what my mother asked Aping to buy in the city, and she spent a lot of money."

Chen Qingming turned a blind eye to the word "金", but he just stared at the purse, staring at the two cat ears and a cat's tail on the purse, and the feeling of déjà in his mind was like waves.

Li Wushuang said again: "Oh, it's a pity that Aping is still a little lazy. My mother asked him to queue up a little early and buy the limited edition, but he was lazy only half a day in advance, and the only one of the ordinary versions was left. But it still looks very good! Cat ears and cat tails, I like cats the most!"

Chen Qingming felt that his expression was about to froze and could not say a word for a long time.

Until Li Wushuang asked with concern: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"I, I'm fine... Is this purse your mother's?"

"Yes." Li Wushuang nodded and said, "Mom likes it very much, and she never leaves her body all day long. It's strange. She used to not like cats, but she likes this spiritual cat's wallet... If she hadn't said that the pattern on the bag was not well-edited enough, she wouldn't have untied it from her belt if she had to repair it again."

"Is this true?" Chen Qingming's mind became more and more confused.

"But, my mother is so surprised. She obviously likes this bag, but she doesn't allow others to say it. She will get angry when she says it. Yesterday, even her father was yelled at by her."

"I see……"

Chen Qingming whispered, remained silent for a while, and looked up at Li Wushuang: "Wushuang, sister has something to do here. See you in a few days."

"Hey? OK." Li Wushuang felt a little regretful, but nodded seriously, "I'll wait for you at home!"

——

After turning off the transmission spirit stone, Chen Qingming lay on his back on the bed, his mind blank.

Occasionally, some fragmented patterns and pictures will surge up, such as the dust bag placed on a messy vegetable stall but is spotless. For example, the cat ears that are slightly missing a few needles, and...

"What are you doing?"

The sound that suddenly appeared in my mind scared Chen Qingming so much that he jumped up from the bed.

Wang Jiu looked at the mount with a shocked look on his face. Considering her strange behavior before, she was lying on the bed in a daze, her mind was blank, and when she was discovered, she was frightened and asked, "You...can't wet the bed, right?"

"You're just wet the bed!" Chen Qingming immediately became angry.

Wang Jiu said: "I told you that I should always prepare water jars..."

"Don't carry the water jar! You're so annoyed!"

"If you are angry because of shyness, then there is no need to follow the Lord-slave contract..."

"I'm so annoying, I'm so annoying!"

Wang Jiu's consideration was treated so violently, and he immediately recalled what Lu Xin said before, about how naughty Chen Qingming was, and he had a little resonance in his heart.

But Wang Jiu was not angry at all. After all, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child is a rebellious person and is a little irritable and unreasonable when he is a man of his own ideas and is a little irritable and unreasonable. It is a normal thing. If he cares about the child seriously, he will lose his temper.

What's more, Wang Jiu recalled that he was once rebellious and absurd.

At the age of thirteen, he won the title in a sect competition, and was taken to by the leader as a disciple of the closed sect. He became the chief of the sect with outstanding talent and talent. However, the master said that he was good at everything, but he lacked human taste. Although cultivators practice immortality, they transcend the mundane, but they cannot lose their human nature. The so-called immortality is an immortal in the mountains. No matter how they practice, the wind and clouds rise or even the earth breaks and the sky collapses, the nature of the monk will eventually fall back to humans. If they completely lose their human taste, what is the difference between cultivators and other mountain spirits and monsters?

That year, Wang Jiu was moved by the words of others for the first time and began to seriously consider his swordsmanship, his immortality, and his future, and was once confused.

Fortunately, Wang Jiu's rebellious period passed very quickly. In the summer of 16 years old, when he was competing with his master, he unexpectedly defeated his master with his newly-understood sword technique. Facing that shocked face, Wang Jiu instantly realized a truth.

Although the master is kind, how can he take what such a weak person seriously?

He knew nothing about kendo!

After that, Wang Jiu finally realized his own path - he should not be a human being, but a sword. The so-called human taste is just the dust contaminated on his body. If he wants to practice to the highest level of sword path and immortality, he must wipe down all the dust and be spotless.

Afterwards, he traveled to Jiuzhou and tried the world of swords. His cultivation increased day by day until he became the nameless sword god and was reincarnated as a divine sword outside the sky.

Looking back, if he really allowed himself to fall absurdly during the rebellious period, he would be keen on power and beauty, and keen on the so-called human affection... When the Demon Emperor came to the world and Jiuzhou fell, he would probably be able to hold Fairy He Yue tremble when the disaster was about to come.

However, as a veteran, Wang Jiu is still very tolerant of the rebellious period - even a person with a genius like himself and an IQ index of 9 has been rebelling for several years. This idiot with an IQ index of only 3.3 is understandable to be rebellious until he is 50 years old.

Anyway, the divine sword outside the sky is immortal, and it is only 50 years, and it is a blink of an eye.

Thinking of this, Wang Jiu Bento had nothing happened before and was about to turn around and leave, but Shen Qingming whispered.

"Ajiu, it's my father's birthday in a few days. Do you think I want to go?"

Wang Jiu said, "Go."

Shen Qingming said, "But... it feels so embarrassing. I haven't been to the Li family compound for several years. And this time they didn't invite me. If I go rashly, I'll be laughed to death. And Lu Xin..."

"Then don't go."

"But, after all, that's my father's 50th birthday party. If I don't go, it seems like I've really had a quarrel with my family... Well, although I did have a quarrel before, I even changed my surname. But in fact, it's not that serious after all. In addition, although they didn't invite me, I still had someone to invite me to attend my father's birthday party, which is actually even more strange..."

"Then go."

"But how should I go? Go directly and break into the gate of the Li family compound, which makes people feel so shameless. I had just looked like I had a broken relationship with the family before..."

"Then don't go."

"But if you don't go, it will really become a ruthlessness. Or should I write a letter and send a gift? No, I'm obviously in Qingyun City, but I don't come here in person, but write a letter and send a gift. This is even more strange!"

"Then go."

"If I go, I don't even know how to say hello to Lu Xin! Do you call her mother? I'm afraid she will even feel nauseous and nauseous!"

"Then don't go."

"No...but I made an appointment with Wushuang."

"Then go."

Chen Qingming finally couldn't help it, and slammed the table and said angrily: "...Do you only know how to revolve around these two sentences?!"

Wang Jiu shrugged: "This is called human flesh copper plate."

"Human flesh copper plate? What is that?"

Wang Jiu explained: "When a person faces a dilemma, he usually turns to throw a copper plate and decides the decision on the front and back side. All I have to do is play the role of this copper plate, just like the copper plate being thrown into the air and spins rapidly, constantly presenting the decisions on both sides to you. Under this oppressive suggestion method, you will always make a decision in the end and will not feel perfunctory. Overall, it is a complicated response strategy full of delicate and considerate."

"...It's so annoying. I know you're talking nonsense, but I don't know how to refute it!"

Wang Jiu asked: "Then are you going?"

"have no idea!"

"Then go."

"Stop talking!"
Chapter completed!