The little loli looked at the blade that was ready to take a sword at any time with expressionless face.

"When will this seat become yours?"

The sound is pleasant and pleasant, like a lark.

He just has a expressionless face and his eyes are full of coldness, which really makes people unable to like it.

"Hahaha, just kidding, just kidding, don't take it seriously, Senior Xiaoyuer." Blade beat him up tactfully.

But I didn't expect that this loli was hidden in the mental fog.

I remembered the dry hands of Xiaoyuer when she grabbed her shoulders...

Probably a martial soul or something.

"Hmph!" Xiaoyuer snorted lightly, then pointed at the blade.

"Lead the way, I want to take a shower and have a big meal." A voice as indifferent as a master, saying something that is not very masterful.

Blade: Senior Xiaoyuer, have you finally stopped suppressing your true intentions?

"Senior, please follow me." The blade walked forward and bowed slightly, signaling Xiaoyuer to follow.

The little fish's face and expression took a slow step.

"Miss Xiaoyu, dad, Jackie Chan, True, too, I'll treat you later!"

"Oh! Why are you so embarrassed?"

"Yes, Mr. Blade is really not..."

"Bang!"

"Aowoo!"

"Tru! Xiaoyu! Come with dad!"

...

Blade led everyone back to the hotel. After asking, he learned that there were still many empty rooms, so he generously paid out of his own pocket to open a new room for everyone.

Xiao Yuer looked satisfied, this kid is very sensible!

"Oh! Brother Dao is too much money!"

"Hey~ Dad is serious. It's a privilege to be honored to entertain such a virtuous and wise person like you. What's the point of just a few dollars?"

“…”

"Chee~"

You're back~

After the Blade completed the corresponding procedures, he heard this.

"Uncle Long! I can understand what this little sparrow said!"

Zhu Zhuqing smiled slightly. The little guy felt keen. He noticed it as soon as the blade came back.

The little fish looked out of the door in surprise, which was the spirit that was flapping its wings and spreading towards the blade.

This little guy is magical, with a full of spirituality in his eyes, a clear breath, and can speak human words... It seems that he is not human words.

The blade stretched out his hand.

The spirit fell on it: "Chi?"

Not injured, aren't you?

The blade smoothed its feathers and smiled and said, "I'm worried, everything is fine if I'm there."

"Thirt!"

That's right!

"Brother Dao, can you let me see it?"

Jackie Chan, who was observing the spirit, had goosebumps again.

Blade saw Xiaoyu holding her hands, looking at her with big eyes full of expectations and pleasing.

"I can't make the decision. Xiaoyu, you have to ask it. By the way, its name is Ling." Blade said with a smile.

"Little guy, would you come to me?"

"Chee~"

The little guy likes Xiaoyu's breath quite a bit.

But it did not fall on Xiaoyu's hand, but instead stood on her head and lay down calmly.

Xiaoyu: "…"

Xiaoyuer glanced at Ling lightly, then said to Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, come with me."

Unexpectedly, so many years have passed, except for the style and staff clothing, everything in the hotel is still at the beginning.

Nothing outside has changed essentially.

It's just a lot more stable.

It's OK.

Dad and Jackie Chan also went to the corresponding room.

"Ling, I'll leave first." Xiaoyu reluctantly said goodbye to the Ling in her hand.

"Chirr!"

You can go with peace of mind!

Xiaoyu is messy in the wind.

Daofeng smiled and said to Zhu Zhuqing who had been quiet and quiet, "We will go back to practice, too."

"Um."

In the room.

After the blade set up the barrier, he sat down at the edge of the bed and smiled and said to Zhu Zhuqing: "Zhuqing, you have something to worry about, can you tell me?"

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head slightly and said softly: "I have nothing to worry about."

Blade Feng smiled disapprovingly: "Liar, Zhuqing, you are not good at lying, so you can't deceive me. I even guessed something you are thinking."

"It's the inheritance of God, right?"

silence.

"Um."

The blade strengthens the mental shielding in the room.

"Is it inferior?"

Zhu Zhuqing pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

No need to say more about whether or not.

"Zhu Qing, do you know? This is what talent is like, born with it, and it cannot be forced."

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head and held her hands tightly. Of course she knew, but she was unwilling to accept it.

Blade suddenly smiled: "But Zhuqing, you should know better than anyone else. A person's achievements cannot be separated from talent, but they do not rely entirely on talent."

"Zhuqing, you should know your talent. When I went to the master to talk about life, I 'accidentally' saw the information about you, Rongrong, mistress, rabbit spirit..."

"Rabbit spirit?" Zhu Zhuqing was stunned.

"Oh, it's the dead rabbit that can only chew carrots."

"Puchi--, you are so bad. We are partners. How can you call Xiao Wu that? If Xiao Wu knew about it, she would fight you!"

"Zhuqing, we are talking about very serious things, don't pay attention to these small details."

"Yes." Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head and said softly with a little embarrassed look.

"Let's get back to the topic. For Zhu Qing's talent, if you say something hurtful, you will be the one at the bottom of the Shrek Eight Monsters, and the one at the bottom."

Zhu Zhuqing was silent again.

"A mere innate level seven soul power, let alone Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Oscarby, who are innate full soul power, is much worse than Rong Rong and Dai Mubai, who are innate level nine soul power. Even Ma Hongjun, who is innate level eight soul power, is much stronger than you."

Zhu Zhuqing clenched her fists tightly and lowered her head.

"Do you dislike me?"

The sound of being so calm was filled with a hint of crying.

The blade gently grabbed her hand and smiled, kneaded it, without directly answering her question.

"Zhuqing, have you ever thought about it? Who can be your opponent in Shrek except me and Tang San?"

"Is Ma Hongjun? Xiao Wu? Is it still practiced swords for a few days, but even the simplest Oscars are full of flaws in the simplest sword drawing?"
To be continued...