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He wondered if he could consult with Big Song and borrow 'Ancient Heavenly Break’.

After talking to his brother and several Confucian parents, Tao Zi got up and went to Song Shuhang's place.

“If Big Song is really willing to lend ‘Heavenly Pieces', should I give him a gift or something?” Michiko walked and thought hard.

Confucian ceremonial ceremonies, to be repaid naturally.

“It's almost New Year's Eve, as it is today. Why don't we meet later and give Big Song a red envelope first, in a gown.” Tao Zi insinuated.

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The other side of the Golden Lotus World.

Song Shuhang and Senior Bai, Yoshiko Yu and a group of hanging pieces to help parents pack their things and prepare to go back to Wenzhou City.

Mother Song has been looking well lately, even living in Confucian houses is a little unhappy.

Originally, Song's mother was worried that she would not get used to staying at the Confucian house, but after a few days she couldn't help but leave.

“This is a great place.” Mother Song against Song Shu Hangdao.

Here, every day when Confucian disciples see her, they kindly refer to her as Zhao Xian.

Like most men with warrior dreams, most women want to be a beautiful fairy forever.

After listening to Confucian disciples call her ‘Zhao Xian’ every day, Song Mama obviously wanted to be a mother for the second time. She actually felt like she was a few years younger than Deng Xian.

“Your mother is in the same state as I was living in Guangdong - every day when people call me Beautiful, I gradually lose myself.” Daddy Song laughed.

“Uncle, you must have been like Senior Song when you were young, like a pretty boy.” Yoshiko Yu.

“Yoko Yu, your words gave me a little confidence.” Song Shuhang take-over - you know, every time he faces his dog's balls, he gets disgraced.

Over time, Song Shuhang has lost faith in his face value.

Daddy Song glanced at his own son and smashed... his son had indeed become more and more beautiful lately, gradually losing the ordinary and watchful gene of the Song family, and began to get closer to her mother's Junmei gene.

“Has the outside disaster been solved?” After getting her luggage ready, Mother Song asked - when Song Shuhang sent them to Confucian homes, disasters are frequent all over the world.

“I have cleaned up the previous evil catastrophe, and today there are only a few after-effects of 'spiritual energy' left in the outside world, and the crisis is small. After the year, however, I hope to bring you back to the Confucian house for some more time.” Song Shuhang returned.

At least wait for the 'Heavenly Path' to end.

“Don't push yourself too hard, you've done well.” Mama Song said.

As a mother's instinct, Song Mama always felt that Song Shuhang seemed to be deciding to do something, and it could be very important.

Song Shuhang smiled: “Mom, don't worry, I will never do anything I can't do. ”

In order to prevent Mother from continuing this discussion, Song Shuhang pulled a mechanical girl in the hemisphere from her pocket: “Yes, Mother, look... your granddaughter. In a way, biological. Xiao Ling Xiao, call Grandma. ”

Ling Xiao was originally named Chinese for herself by a mechanical blonde.

“Grandma.” The mechanical girl beckoned.

A decent and well-behaved mechanical girl, plus her half-egg look, is lovely.

Mama Song: "Ah? ”

Song Shuhang was successful in transferring topics.

When she saw a semi-human mechanical girl, Song's mother suddenly had a long-standing urge to give her son a headache. But when she saw the good girl, she forcibly put up with her emotions.

“What's wrong with her?” Mama Song cautiously took over the mechanical girl, asked.

Song Shuhang: “Premature birth. ”

Mama Song: “???? ”

Daddy Song: "Speak! ”

Song Shuhang explained with a smile: "The whole process is difficult to say. Her presence is complicated, and you can think of her as a mechanical alien creature, much like Transformers. ”

Mother Song: “…”

Saying is not saying.

She and Song Daddy never dreamed that the first granddaughter of the Song family would show up in this way... and she was her own son...

This complex emotion is like mixing sour, sweet, spicy spices with all sorts of red, white, yellow, and blue drinks.

A month ago, Song's dad and Song's mom, who were just ordinary people, now have to take a huge information shock every time they meet their son.

Even with an ancestral heart, neither couple knows how long they can last.

“Though Xiao Ling Xiao is very cute...” Song Daddy took the mechanical girl from his wife in a drowning manner and then said with heartfelt emotion: “But I hope that the next time we meet, you can tell us that you are getting married or that your lover is going to give us good news about your granddaughter, not that you are going to give birth yourself. ”

“Funny, I'm only 19 years old after the year.” Song Shu Hangdao.

”"... "said Fengyiqin's main claw.

White Bone Fairy Ji: “...”

“Tell us about it in a few years.” Daddy Song is also a disciplined and law-abiding man.

“Does not exist.” Song Shuhang waved: “Mainly because I am sterile ~”

Mama Song: “!!! ”

Papa Song: “??? ”

What are you so proud to tell us? Sterilization?

“Once they reach the eight-point realm, the monks can barely produce offspring.” Yoshiko Yu on the side gave it to Papa Song and Mama Song Coppu: “Mainly because of the Master of the Eight Grades Realm, he has come into contact with the Law and adapted the Law. The nature of the law affects the nature of the life of a monk. And because every monk's law of understanding is special, it's his own. Under the influence of the law, the nature of the life of the monks will also change together. ”

“Yoko Yu, can you describe it in a simpler way?” Mother Song softly said - if it was her son, she would simply say 'Speak'. But it explains Yoshiko Yu, and Mama Song must be gentle.

“Well, simply put, eight brothers have evolved into another species. And because the laws of each eight-point monk are different, each eight-point monk is a completely new species. The species are all different, so we can't have offspring with each other.” Yoshiko Yu explained.

“By analogy, it's like evolution, where cells evolve into monkeys, cells evolve into cats, cells evolve into fish, and each other naturally fails to have offspring. And if there's only one evolved monkey in the world, it's sterile.” Yoshiko Yu tried to be metaphorical.

“So, is it possible that two different cell coincidences have evolved into monkeys like Song Shuhang?” Mother Song looked forward to asking.

Song Shuhang: “Hello, Mommy Monkey.” I'm your monkey! "

Mother Song slapped her son in the head with a backhand... and then his palms hurt.

“It's too hard.” Yoshiko Yu: “Even if you carefully study everything about Song Senior, follow the trajectory before his promotion to eight grades, and carry out the restoration and imitation. The chances of success are also close to zero at the eight-point exposure rule. ”

“And the eight pints of Xuansheng, the millennium is just one or two.” Song Shuhang added on the side.

Mama Song: “A thousand years, one or two, and then you mix it up? ”

“After all, I am the first saint of the millennium.” Song Shu Hangdao.

“Didn't you ever think of getting a girlfriend first?” The old mother grumbled.