"Dad Fumiko, are you scolding the baby?"

Xiaobao was angry, like a little tiger, he rushed over with short legs and punched Gu Wen in the face, but it hit an invisible barrier.

Suddenly, Xiaobao's fist seemed to be stuck with strong glue. He tried his best to pull it away, but he couldn't pull it off. He shouted angrily: "Bad Wenzi, hate it, the baby doesn't like you anymore! Xiaohei, Peppa Pig, come here."

Help the baby!”

The boy roared, and a sword light flashed in the vortex that Yin Dong opened. Before Gu Wen could react, he felt a fatal crisis suddenly appeared, and the black sword was pressed between his eyebrows.

Not to mention, the pure white soul flame that Yin Dong placed in the whirlpool to play with Xiaobao transformed into Peppa Pig, and also crashed over, hitting Gu Wen's chest directly, turning into a flame and attached to it.

He immediately felt a burning pain in his soul.

Gu Wen also has a soul flame in his mind, but the quality is not as good as Yin Dong's soul flame. It lurks directly in the depths of his mind and does not dare to leak even a breath.

"I'll choke you! Son, you are going to kill your father!" Gu Wen howled, breaking into cold sweat.

"Xiaobao, don't mess around!" Yin Dong scolded, but couldn't help but want to laugh, "Wenzi, you idiot, you can't even beat Xiaobao, but you still want to tease him, isn't it cool now?"

"It's great!" Gu Wen said through gritted teeth. After Yin Dong withdrew the black sword and soul flame, his expression changed again.

Soon, he shouted anxiously: "Dongzi, let me burn this ancient well with your soul flame. I feel that it has the effect of removing impurities from the spiritual power. After being burned by it, I and this demon...

The connection between the devices is closer.”

"Does it still have this effect?" Yin Dong was curious and left the pure white soul flame in the ancient well world.

"My dear son, you are really my father's lucky star. Come on, let me give you a kiss!"

Gu Wen was so happy that he held Xiaobao in his arms and wanted to kiss him, but the boy pushed him away in disgust, and said with a arrogant look: "Baby doesn't like you anymore, and he doesn't want you to kiss him!"

Ling Fan gloated and said, "Xiaobao likes me, not my obsession. Your smell is wrong the moment I smell it. How could Xiaobao like you?"

Xiaobao nodded vigorously, like a chicken pecking at rice, and said seriously: "Baby doesn't like this Wenzi father, he wants the old Wenzi father."

"Don't talk nonsense, Wenzi's dad is the only one!" Yin Dong knocked on Xiaobao and changed the subject: "Xiaobao, do you want to eat barbecue or stir-fry? Uncle Ling and the others brought a lot of vegetables, do you want to eat them?

?”

For snack food, this topic is undoubtedly more attractive to him. The little BMW said: "Eat meat and stir-fry meat."

"Okay, let's go stir-fry and let Uncle Ling and the others discuss the matter."

Yin Dong didn't like to take care of things. He was like this in the past at the Baishan base, and it's still the same habit now. Ling Fan was not surprised, and said: "Stir up more dishes. General Li and I will eat with you later."

After finishing speaking, Ling Fan specifically said to General Li: "Dongzi stir-fry is cooked directly using Long Yuan fire. You will never forget the taste once you eat it."

What General Lee could say was completely speechless.

Using Long Yuan's fire to stir-fry was something Yin Dong could do. He was doting on his son to a certain extent.

Yin Dong took several children to the restaurant of the Bronze Ship and found a lot of ingredients. Moreover, the ingredients were kept fresh in an icehouse with a refrigeration array, so the ingredients were well preserved.

Instead of using the vegetables brought by Ling Fan and the others, he directly used ingredients from the kitchen, fried and stir-fried, and prepared a table of dishes with a perfect combination of meat and vegetables, as well as spiritual rice.

Xiaobao knelt down in the chair and looked unhappy when he saw the rice bowl in front of him: "The spiritual rice doesn't taste good. The baby won't eat it. I want to eat colorful rice."

Yin Dong glanced lightly and asked: "Do you want to eat the fried meat with bamboo shoots?"

Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, looked at the dishes on the table, and said in a sweet voice: "There are no bamboo shoots."

"Hahaha... you idiot!" Xiaojun seized the opportunity and slapped the table with laughter, "Dongzi means to spank you with a piece of bamboo!"

When Xiaobao heard this, he howled loudly: "Mom! Save the baby quickly, the bad rake is going to beat the baby and won't give the baby food!"

When Yin Dong heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry. He was about to scold him when suddenly his heart moved and he opened the vortex ruins, letting Xiaobao's cry spread into the vortex ruins... Maybe Qiu Ying heard it and woke up in a hurry.

?

He slapped Xiaobao on the small head and scolded Xiaobao deliberately: "You brat! Are you looking for a beating? If you keep howling like a ghost, I'll starve you for three days without food!"

When Xiaobao heard this, he cried even harder: "Mom, come on, the baby is going to starve to death!"

Originally, he was pretending to cry at first, but now he was really crying. His little paws were still wiping randomly, and his face was covered with snot and tears. Not to mention how sad he was.

Yin Dong was heartbroken. Xiaobao cried so sadly that Qiu Ying didn't even wake up. Can she still wake up?

"Don't make trouble, Xiaobao. I told you that my mother is practicing. You can complain when she wakes up." Yin Dong forced a smile, deceived his son with a few words, and closed the vortex.

He didn't notice that Qiu Ying moved her fingers in the whirlpool, and then weakly let go.

Gu Wen heard Xiaobao's crying, left Gu Jing in the cabin on the bottom floor, and came up, asking, "Is Xiaobao's mother okay?"

"It's okay, she's fine." Yin Dong said firmly. Rather than answering Gu Wen's words, it was better to say that he was doing some psychological construction for himself.

After seeing his expression, Gu Wen understood immediately and didn't ask any more questions. He just took Xiaobao, who was still wiping away tears, and said, "Stop crying. Come on, son. Dad will compete with you to see who eats more."

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Xiaojun laughed beside him and said, "Those who eat a lot are like ricers, and Xiaobao is like little ricers."

"No, baby! You are a loser, you are a stupid pig!" Xiaobao was angry, and his attention was suddenly drawn away, and he and Xiaojun had a heated argument.

Yin Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If Xiaobao kept asking him for his mother, he was afraid that he would cry too.

After leaving the little ones to Gu Wen to take care of, Yin Dong went to the deck of the bronze warship, sat down cross-legged, and ran Long Yuan to check his body. He wanted to know whether the shocking strike he made with the black sword had any effect on him.

What impact?

He checked very carefully. Long Yuan was circulating in the muscles and veins of his body. Every inch was checked and no problems were found. His physical condition was as good as ever.

Shouldn't this be right?

The shocking sword shot with overload does not require him to pay any price. It is completely unreasonable, right? He is not the illegitimate son of God!

Could it be that the mysterious shell paid a price?

"Master Shell, are you okay?"
Chapter completed!