Chapter 188: Immortal also becomes a demon 8
Qingwu was in his arms, frowning and babbling, trying hard to express a meaning.
- She wants to go to the toilet!
However, the other party obviously couldn't understand her baby talk. His eyes were slightly focused, his voice was stiff and he said: "Be good, sleep."
Qingwu: "..."
Lord Immortal, she wants to go to the toilet...
If she peed directly on him, would he throw her out?
Absolutely.
Ah, despair.
In desperation, she pursed her lips in frustration, and then burst into tears.
"Wow! Wow wow wow-"
Qinglan's face, which had always been cold and cold, had a blank expression, and she was a little overwhelmed holding the little guy.
He stared blankly down at the baby in his arms, his thin lips pursed tightly.
Why is she crying?
As an immortal who has never taken care of anyone and is dedicated to cultivation, this question is too difficult.
So, a moment later, the sleeping Tianzong disciples were awakened by the crisp sound of a baby crying.
When they searched for the sound and rushed over as quickly as possible, they found their Immortal Lord standing in the back kitchen courtyard holding a baby. His clean figure was incompatible with this place.
A group of people were dumbfounded and looked at each other.
People in the courtyard hurriedly got dressed and opened the door.
Soon a middle-aged aunt came out.
She looked at the man who looked like a god with fear, and asked cautiously: "I wonder if Master Xianzun has anything to give you?"
At this moment, the little guy in Qinglan Immortal Lord's arms was still sobbing softly, his voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded so pitiful.
His face was tense, his sleeves dropped, and he revealed the baby girl in his arms to the cook. His tone was slightly confused: "She, cry."
The aunt had an epiphany: "You want her not to cry?" He nodded lightly.
The aunt breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had committed some terrible disaster that even the Immortal Lord was alarmed.
In the dead of night, while she was still sleeping, she felt a pressure, and then heard a cold voice ringing from her ears: "Come out."
It was so late at night that I was so scared that I lost my wits.
At her age, she could naturally tell the reason why the child was crying at a glance.
"Master Immortal, please give me the child." She stretched out her hand in fear.
Qing Lan lightly raised her eyelids, and the air pressure on her body became even lower.
The onlookers were shivering with cold.
But seeing the little guy crying so hard that he hesitated for a while, he still handed her over to the cook.
The cook aunt took Qingwu and held the child in a very standard posture, "Immortal Lord, don't worry, there are only three reasons for this child to cry. One is pain, the other is hunger, and the third is that he wants to go to the toilet. I think She should be in the third situation.”
Look at this little face, it's all red.
Qingwu wanted to cry but had no tears: Finally, someone can understand her!
I just wanted to go to the toilet, but I alarmed the whole sect. This is really... embarrassing!
After getting the Immortal Lord's nod, the aunt held her and walked towards the house.
While the aunt was taking care of the little guy to go to the toilet, Qinglan stood quietly in the courtyard. Feeling the gazes from around him, he raised his eyes slightly and looked over indifferently.
The look in the ice-type strongman's eyes immediately made people feel like they were in the cold winter.
Everyone was shocked and realized that they had actually seen the liveliness of the Immortal Lord. After saluting him, they immediately used their spiritual power and with a swish, they all disappeared.
After solving the major events in his life, Qingwu felt relieved.
After handing the child back to the Immortal Lord, the aunt felt uneasy and couldn't help but talk about some ways to take care of the child.
It wasn't until she realized that the Immortal Lord in front of her was staring at her silently that she realized that she had talked too much and was very frightened.
(End of chapter)