Chapter 282 Full Moon and Mutation

Yuan Fei jumped out of the side, followed by red and swollen cheeks, with an aggrieved rhubarb on his face, and sighed. He couldn't interrupt the matter between the sister and brother...

"What's the name of idleness? It's sour, and the single name 'handsome' is good! The "handsome" of the big man!" Yuan Fei patted the stone table in the courtyard and said.

How can my baby son take this rustic name?

The rhubarb on the side is also holding his forehead and sighing at this moment. It doesn't need to say that Yuan Fei's name is not cold as a younger brother.

Shui Qiqi looked at Yuan Fei with contempt, and his extremely thin lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

The painting halberd sighed. Yuan Fei was aggressive. If you disagreed, I will be endless with you...

However, at this time, the savior appeared, and Tienan and others also came back from outside at this time, carrying all kinds of gadgets in their hands, which were probably brought back to their precious son.

The painting halberd quickly ran to the crowd: "Come on, let's name my baby son together."

Although Yuan Fei's was still fierce, everyone immediately drowned her words with one word.

Only then did the painting halberd breathe a sigh of relief.

He looked up at the iron man who had been silent on the side. The other party suddenly pushed away the people who were arguing, took out a piece of rice paper from the beard ring, patted it on the stone table, and then took out the pen, ink and inkstone, and put it next to the rice paper with great momentum.

After everything was ready, he grinded with his left hand, twisted the wolf pen with his right hand, shook his wrist, and the tip of the brush was stained with a lot of ink, and then his hand holding the pen walked on the snow-white rice paper.

The painting halberd was overwhelmed. He already knew that the iron man who cherished the words was a good handwriting, but he didn't expect that when he really wrote it, the handwriting was completely at everyone's level.

It's just three- breath kung fu, and 14 big characters with hidden cash and stone appeared in front of everyone.

"Men should be like iron, made into steel, so they are given iron."

When the painting halberd saw these 14 words, he couldn't help praising them in his heart! But he said in an instant, "No." He stared at the iron man's serious face and said to himself, "Good boy, in order to name this moment, he went out to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone to make up for his lack of speaking no more than five words. How can the single name 'iron' work? You are called Iron Man, and the name 'Iron' is simply wrong. How can your precious son be called this name?

Although the painting halberd did not say it clearly, everyone immediately reacted and scolded shamelessly.

The iron man's face does not change his color, holding his arms and standing proudly, which means that what can you do to me?

Yuan Fei lacked roots and realized it for a long time. He hurriedly pushed away the crowd and shouted, "Call Hua Yuanha!"

The halberd turned his head and ignored him.

Erhei originally wanted to say something on the side, but when he saw that everyone was so enthusiastic, he muttered, "Good boy... I'm uneducated, so I still won't join in this fun..."

The war called 'Name' is in full swing.

The painting halberd squinted at the excited people and said to himself that it was not easy for so many people to like his baby son as soon as he was born.

Thinking about this, suddenly the hem of his clothes was pulled. He frowned, looked down and saw the little fat Buddha scratching his robe with an aggrieved face.

The painting halberd is in the heart. When this group of adults speak, the little fat man can't get in at all...

"How about calling Buddha?" The little fat Buddha raised his face and said.

After careful consideration, painting mountains and water is not as good as painting Buddha. There are enough lives in his hands. This son can't take his own old path. He can't draw Buddha, draw a Buddha, draw a Buddha statue, and draw a Buddha heart.

This name is not bad, but if you really want your baby son to become a monk, it is impossible, and even if you want to become a monk, you have to be a flower monk! Otherwise, who wants to spread his family's incense?

Thinking of this, he rubbed the little fat Buddha's head. The little fat man's bare head had grown more than 20 buns. If it hadn't always been such a childlike appearance and a childish heart, from afar, an unknown person might really worship him as the Buddha.

"Let's call it painting Buddha." The halberd coughed twice and turned his head to look at the crowd.

Shui Qiqi looked down at the little fat Buddha and didn't say anything. Obviously, he thought the name was good. The iron man had a straight face and guessed that there was no objection.

Erhei and Dahuang nodded in agreement, and Yuan Fei, the only one who had objections, was ignored by the crowd.

The name is set in this way.

Since then, the house has been lively, and the demons and mortals in the city have also known that the city owner's husband gave birth to a big fat boy.

Tuxin City was bathed in joy for a moment.

The painting halberd grinned with the little painting Buddha around Feng'er every day, and the couple were happy.

In addition to the husband and wife, others are also happy, especially Shui Qiqi, who gave the child a full moon when she was born.

How dare other city owners on Animal Island not buy his face? In less than a month, the owners of Siye City flew to Tuxin City with all kinds of rare congratulatory gifts.

The painting halberd is not stingy this time, waved his hand, such as spiritual fruit and spiritual grass. Fairy meat... All kinds of good things were moved to the table to greet this group of city owners who came to congratulate.

The house is full of joy.

In addition to taking care of the phoenix's mother in the house, the painting halberd occasionally went out and saw three sentences of people inseparable from the little painting Buddha. Everyone laughed and was embarrassed to interrupt the joy of the controller of killing the whole beast island as a father.

In the blink of an eye, the little painting Buddha was full for a month. On this day, the sun was shining, and the crowds in the Tuxin City reached the most ** ever.

The owners of 278 cities on the animal island came and surrounded the demon king's mansion of Tuxin City.

The house is full of bright red curtains, and the door of the house sings happily and shouts endlessly.

The painting halberd receives this demon, and his eyes laugh like a crack

"Welcome, yes, my son is very gratifying. He weighs eight catties!"

"What? Does it have to weigh at least 80 jin? The lord of the pig demon city laughed and laughed.

"In you, please, hey, big housekeeper, big housekeeper! Come and greet the guests!"

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The painting halberd grabbed the inside and outside, greeted the guests, and did some complicated chores in the house at this moment. He went to the kitchen to cook the horse meat and stewed fruit.

The happier everyone eats, the happier he will be.

However, when everyone proposed to see the little painting Buddha, he refused without hesitation: "Do you want to see our baby? No way! It's only been a month, and my body is so fragile that I can't go out!"

At this time, Feng'er came out of the house with the little painting Buddha in her arms and said coquettishly, "Favor, our child is not so delicate."

Seeing the little master coming out, everyone clapped their hands and cheered, and the atmosphere was hot for a moment.

While painting the halberd, he was proud, and at the same time, he worried about whether the little painting Buddha would be scared by this group of big monsters with great demonic spirit.

But in an instant, the little painting Buddha was born to take on the big scene, and now he actually laughed.

The painting halberd is more proud at this moment, but I always feel that it is still a shortcoming.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly patted his head: "Housekeeper, come here. Go and send some wine and vegetables to the old man Mo Nan in the dungeon. Don't be stingy."

The housekeeper answered and quickly took the wine and vegetables to the dungeon.

The house is hot, but there is a place that is very quiet - this is the backyard of the demon king's mansion.

The cup of clear tea in the hand of 'Qing Cha Ke' seemed to never be put down. He stood on the only pine tree in the courtyard and glanced at the eleven pumice thirteen apes wrapped in black robes in front of him.

The black robe with a sword on his waist came out of the crowd, and his face was covered in the shadow of the hood. He arched his hand to the 'tea guest' and said, "Brother, is it time to act?"

The 'Qing Cha Ke' lowered his head and stared at the cup of Qing tea in his hand without saying a word.

The black robe leading the green cow in the crowd also stood up: "Brother, he has been given a month. It's time to act."

The tea guest sighed and said helplessly, "I'll hold him back. You do it."

Everyone answered in a low voice, and then in the blink of an eye, the twelve figures magically disappeared from the yard.

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In the house, the painting halberd squinted at Feng'er holding the little painting Buddha and showing her precious son to everyone, and she was very happy.

But at this time, Ben Lang suddenly darkened on a sunny day, and a large dark cloud appeared in the sky without warning.

The heart of the painting halberd tightened, and there was a faint feeling of a bad feeling.

Just as he was angry with this idea, twelve figures in his consciousness rushed from the backyard at a speed that could not be captured by everyone, aiming straight at Feng'er!

The painting halberd was shocked and knew that it was not good. Suddenly, clouds under his feet flew in the direction of Feng'er.

But at this time, a black robe with a cup of tea in his hand almost couldn't keep up. The other party hit him with a palm, which contained an extremely terrible power of fire. The painting halberd believed that even if the old man turned into a towering giant ape, if he dared to take this move, he would not escape a broken body. The end of the bone.

But after coming out of the secret world, his strength is not the same as before.

He raised his right hand, and it would have been a certain amount of time to condense the power of the 'Heavenly Way'. At this moment, he doesn't need time to exert it.

He ran to the right palm of the 'Qingcha Ke' with his right hand. He firmly believed that no matter how strong the 'Qing Cha Ke' was, he would not be promoted to a double heaven after his death once!

But it turned out that even if he took out his best tricks as soon as he took action, he still underestimated the other party.

The palm of the 'Qing Cha Ke' contains not only the invincible power of terror, but also the 'God' in it!

This 'Heavenly Way' painting halberd is so familiar. This is the 'eternal heavenly way' possessed by the power on the Holy Mountain, which will make everything eternal! Yuan Fei is also this kind of 'Tian Dao', but compared with the 'Qing Cha Ke', it is completely two grades - 'Qing Cha Ke' uses the power of 'He Tian Dao' to impri the power of terror in the palm of his hand, turning these two palms into an invincible sharp weapon between heaven and earth!

The painting halberd raised his eyebrows, suddenly closed his palm, and no longer fought hard with the other party. On one side of his body, he was at an unreasonable speed and quickly lost points, and suddenly left the 'tea guest' behind.

But I was stopped by the 'tea guest' just now, and the remaining eleven black robes have arrived in front of Feng'er and stretched out their hands to fish out the little painting Buddha!