[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

Chapter 36

Young Ming.

Now being held in my arms.

This fact is enough to turn Yan Qingping into a heavenly pendant in the closet, soaring straight into the sky, and exploded into a small firework.

Of course, now he has to restrain himself and not allow himself to really explode into fireworks.

So he had to look shocked: "Brother Siming, what's wrong with you?"

At the same time, he frantically poked the system in his mind:

【system! ! ! 】

【...It's not my fault, it's the reason for the conflict of laws. 】

[No matter who it is... well done! ! 】

System: ...Humans are really complicated animals.

Fang Xiaoming struggled slightly, slipped out of the Taoist priest's arms, and fell lightly to the ground, looking at his small size depressedly: "I don't know, it's just that when I landed in this world just now, I felt a sense of rejection. ...and that's it."

Yan Qingping finally calmed down: "Aside from body shape, is there any change?"

Fang Xiaoming jumped up and down a few times on the spot, and felt it carefully for a while: "There is no change in internal strength, and the physical fitness should have declined, but it seems not obvious. I haven't found anything else yet. Also, I seem to be affected by this body shape. , I feel quite naive, but I can control it."

【Don't worry, infancy is not harmful to his body. 】The system said slowly, 【Physical and psychological problems, you can understand it from the aspects of muscle mass and brain capacity, these are all normal.But I don't know when it will recover. In the worst case, it should be changed back after leaving this world. 】

Yan Qingping understood.

He smiled and hugged Fang Xiaoming back into his arms: "It's good that there is no bad influence, and it doesn't get in the way anyway."

Fang Siming rolled his eyes - who said it's okay?But he was hugged in his arms obediently, and he even wrapped his arms around Yan Qingping's neck.

Yan Qingping thought deeply: with the Patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasty above, the disciple may have arrived in a fairyland.

Yan Qingping weighed Fang Xiaoming and frowned—it's so light, it needs to be fattened up.Then he carried the person back to the house.

"Siming, let me tell you about the current situation. This world is very similar to our original world. There are also Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua, but..."

Yan Qingping simply told Fang Siming about the current situation.Fang Siming sat on a chair with his two calves dangling in the air, dangling unconsciously.

"I see." He said seriously, his face like a dumpling is extremely cute, "You can call me your nephew to the outside world."

Good nephew.Master, I have abducted your apprentice back to Wudang!

"As for the treatment of the young lady in Yongcui Villa, we can take advantage of this incident to build the Wansheng Pavilion. You have also made Chu Liuxiang's confidante in this world, and we can use this to build a good relationship with Chu Liuxiang." Fang Naiming continued to plan.

"My current body shape is not suitable for me to come forward. The task of building the Holy Pavilion still needs more help from you."

"Why was Wansheng Pavilion built?" Yan Qingping raised his eyebrows.In the last world, Fang Siming was busy with the affairs of Wansheng Pavilion, running between Wansheng Pavilion and Yan Qingping's An Yunju, working there for a few days, and then coming back to live for a few days, like this.

Even sometimes, Yan Qingping could only see him once in nearly a month.

After finally throwing the Wansheng Pavilion to Junxuan (...), and running to another world, they still want to build the Wansheng Pavilion?

What is he plotting?Isn't it good to raise milk quietly?

"Hmph, no future." Fang Naiming jumped off the chair and put her hands behind her back.

If this action is done by him as an adult, he should be freehand and freehand.But with Naiming doing it...there's only cuteness left.

Nai Ming came to Yan Qingping's side with small steps, and poked his waist repeatedly: "Men, you must have your own career!"

Yan Qingping's liver trembled at his cuteness: OK, OK, whatever you say is right.

He kindly squatted down on Fang Siming and said, "That's fine, but you have to eat obediently, don't be picky eaters, eat more green..."

"I'm not a real kid! Don't treat me like you did to your son!" Fang Naiming interrupted him angrily.

That is, my son has never been a picky eater, and he will eat all the vegetables obediently.

I feel that Fang Siming is indeed greatly affected by his body shape now.

Looking at Yan Qingping's helpless eyes, Fang Siming suddenly calmed down.He helped his little mask: "Sorry, I was influenced by instinct just now." In fact, he himself was not that naive when he was a child, so he can adjust back quickly.

"Get used to it slowly." Yan Qingping said with a smile, and took his little hand, "I didn't expect you to become smaller, and you would have to re-purchase everything. Today is fine, so I can take you to do it. It's already noon , and it’s too late to cook, so I just go out now, and I’ll buy it after eating.”

"Alright." Fang Siming raised his chin.

So Yan Qingping led the little Fang Siming out, and happened to meet a group of four girls who came out of the next yard.

"Daoist Chuyun! Are you coming out to eat too?" Song Tian'er saw Yan Qingping, her eyes lit up, and then she saw Fang Siming who was being held by him, "Ah, whose doll is born so beautiful?"

Yan Qingping greeted them one by one: "This is Pindao's nephew, who just found me. Siming, the one in white is Fairy Su Rongrong, the one in red is Mr. Li Hongxiu, the one in yellow is Song Tianer, and the one in black It's the little prince of Black Pearl."

It made the girls laugh in a burst of trembling.

"I can't see that Daoist Chuyun is such a Daoist." Li Hongxiu squatted down to Fang Siming with a smile, "What is the name of this little Daoist?"

Fang Xiaoming greeted obediently: "Hi sister Li, hello everyone, I am Fang Siming."

However, now Yan Qingping and Fang Siming are both slandering each other——

Oh sweet talk!

"Xiao Ming is so cute." Su Rongrong leaned over, frowned slightly after seeing his white hair, and quickly covered it up, "What are you doing with your uncle?"

"Go to lunch, and then buy clothes." Fang Siming answered honestly, intending to make friends with this girl.

Yan Qingping felt a little uncomfortable.

Who is Xiao Ming?I haven't called yet!

"It's getting late, so let's go first. Siming is afraid of strangers, so I won't be with you if I'm impolite." Yan Qingping looked at the sky, hugged Fang Siming, and said goodbye to the girls.

"The Taoist priest can go to the Yunjin Building on the East Street to have a look, the clothes there are very nice." Li Hongxiu instructed.Yan Qingping turned around to express his thanks.

"The dolls of the Taoist family are so cute." Seeing them walking away, Song Tian'er whispered.

"Tian'er wants to have a baby? For whom?" Li Hongxiu joked.

"What's none of your business? Why, the head of the vinegar altar overturned the altar?" Song Tian'er wrinkled her nose delicately.

"Isn't it for Chu Liuxiang?" Hei Zhuzhu said suddenly before Li Hongxiu could fight back.

"Ah! I hate it!" Song Tian'er rushed to her.

Su Rongrong watched them fight with a smile, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

Here, Fang Siming, who was carried away by Yan Qingping, raised his eyebrows. He understood his thoughts and said nothing. He just adjusted a comfortable posture in his arms, and then talked about other things: "They and us The world is different."

"From appearance to personality, there are differences."

"After all, there are two worlds." Yan Qingping sighed, as if he wasn't the one who suddenly took the person away just now.

Fang Siming patted his shoulder with a small hand: "I want to eat drunk chicken."

"Let's go, let's see if there's any one in that store." Yan Qingping looked around, and walked towards a "Drunken Fairy House", which looked very impressive.

Fang Siming was carried away by him naturally, thinking of what happened just now, he sighed in his heart.

What's the matter, little idiot, do you like me so much?But I have become smaller, why is he still jealous?

He secretly looked at the Taoist priest's handsome side face, and muttered in a low voice deep in his heart.

It's been five or six years, and if you haven't confessed your feelings to him, do you want to wait for him to speak first?

The author has something to say: hey hey hey hey hey hey.

So now the situation is like this -

Ming: The little idiot has a crush on me.

I... quite like him too.

Tsk, why hasn't he confessed yet!

↑The result is still affected by the body shape

Daoist: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah Brother Siming is so cute!I am so meow!

↑I didn't realize that I was in a secret love at all, but I was in a secret love