Hand of God walked forward, patted his little head gently, and said softly: "Xiao'er, remember not to forget to study! Come on, let dad take you to upgrade now, okay?"
The little boy waved his hand disdainfully: "Dad, are you really stupid? Unless we are a couple, you cannot get experience if you are above level ten. Besides, don't ask me to study all day long. I really can't find it now." You’ve got something you can learn from, don’t you believe we can compare?”
The Hand of God was stunned and looked at the Hand of Doom in confusion. He spent all day upgrading and making suggestions for the gang. He really didn't know that such a thing was happening. Seeing the latter holding back a smile and nodding, God's Hand looked slightly embarrassed, and then laughed loudly: "Xiao'er is amazing, your father and I are willing to be defeated, hahahaha..."
If these words were spoken by an ordinary three-year-old child, they would probably scare a group of people. Clear and fluent language, meticulous logic, a coordinated and impeccable expression, and inadvertent arrogance—these are simply impossible for a three-year-old child to possess.
But when these words came out of Duanmu Xiao's mouth, no one present showed a strange expression.
When other babies would only curl up in their swaddling clothes and cry, he was already looking at the world curiously with his own eyes; while other children were babbling and learning words, he had already recited three hundred Tang poems; When my child was a toddler, he could already easily catch flying butterflies; when other children had just learned 1+1=2, he was already drawing complicated calculus formulas on the straw paper with his immature hands; When other children know that it will rain on a cloudy day, he is already clearly explaining the connotation of the theory of relativity to his mother; when other children are still not able to speak Mandarin smoothly, he is already proficient in the languages of more than 20 countries.
He is only three years old!
An IQ of 800! When the world's authoritative tester came out with this result, he even suspected that he was suffering from hallucinations and was so shocked that he could not speak.
Einstein, the greatest physicist in the world, had an IQ of 165. As long as an ordinary person's IQ reaches 140, he can be called a genius.
800! This number has completely exceeded the scope of human beings, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a god.
Later, the authoritative person died in unknown circumstances, and no outsider knew about this shocking data. And Duanmu Xiao has become the pride of the Duanmu family. He is regarded as the number one genius in the history of China and is trained by the Duanmu family. He is loved by many people. The old-fashioned old men of the Duanmu family will put on their faces of doting when they see him. The sky follows him like an old follower, and is completely obedient to him. I wish I could pluck all the stars and moon in the sky and make him tea.
At the age of three, he was already determined to be the future head of the Duanmu family, and no one objected in the end. Because those who objected at first were all turned red and speechless by the little Duanmu Xiao. And all the unique insights he put forward as a three-year-old child made everyone in the family shine.
"Eh? Auntie, you seem to be unhappy. Are you being bullied?" Duanmu Xiao looked curiously at his aunt who had been sullen and silent.
Aoyue Yiren smiled slightly: "Xiao'er, my aunt was bullied by a big bad guy named Shura just now. When Xiao'er grows up, I will avenge my aunt!"
It was rare for Aoyue Yiren to show her gentle side, or she would only show such an expression in front of this Duanmu family's treasure.
"Shura? Is he the Shura that the whole world is discussing now?" Duanmu Xiao's eyes suddenly became eager, with obvious admiration mixed in them.
Just as Hand of God was about to speak, the Doomsday Flying Eagle came in and lowered his head and said: "Young Master, according to the report just now, Shura shot six times in Huangfengpo, killing more than 80 players who attacked him, and then safely Escape.”
Hand of God frowned: "As expected."
"Is there a video? Is there a video!"
Hearing the cry of the little ancestor, Doomsday Eagle quickly squeezed out a smile and said respectfully: "Yes, yes, young master, if you are interested, I will get it right away."
"Well, bring the camera right away..." Duan Muxiao jumped out of his mother's arms and ran back to the inner hall to get the projector dedicated to the game.
Watching Shura's six life-killing blows in the projector, Duanmu Xiao's small eyes remained unblinking as he stared straight at the dancing black figure.
"This is a real man!" Duanmu Xiao once again spoke a language completely different from his age.
"I... want to surpass him in the future, I must surpass him!"
This idea took root in his little mind, and it took root forever. I have been working hard for this goal my whole life. Even if one day Shura has reached the pinnacle of heaven and earth, he has not stopped his pursuit of transcendence.
The woman looked at her child quietly, at the only reason for her existence - for the first time, she saw such a bright light in his eyes.
"Xiao'er, have you finished reading? Let's go out to play!"
"Yeah! Mom hugs me!" Duan Muxiao opened his arms and threw himself into his mother's arms. His mother is his favorite person in the world and the best person to him. Only in front of his mother will he behave in an age-appropriate manner.
"Yudie..."
"My name is Beiming Yudie!" The woman interrupted him coldly.
The Hand of God angrily retracted the hand it had just extended, its eyes were extremely complicated, and the voice held in its throat could no longer come out. She was the only one who could make this mature and wise man show such an expression.
"If nothing happens, Xiao'er and I went out to play!" Beiming Yudie glanced at him lightly, kissed Duanmu Xiao lovingly on the face, and walked out with him in her arms.
Doomsday's Hand and Aoyue Yiren looked at each other, both showing a hint of helplessness. Everyone in the family knew Beiming Yudie's indifference towards God's Hand, but God's Hand loved her very deeply and did not allow anyone to reprimand her.
What's more, with the protection of Duanmu Xiao, the little ancestor, he didn't dare to show any slight to her.
Tiansha Fengyun listened to Tiansha Shadow's report with a gloomy face.
"Are you sure that Yin Yang Fantasy Star Dragon is Shura's pet!" Tiansha Fengyun's eyes flashed with a ferocious look.
"Confirmed! Everyone present can prove that... I have a video in my hand. Young Master may wish to take a look..."
"Pa!" Tiansha Fengyun slapped his palm on the table, and the muscles on his face kept twitching: "Does this mean that the person who made the announcement to humiliate me that day was Shura!? Very good, really good!"
Tiansha Shadow's body trembled uncontrollably. The young master's anger was usually concealed under calmness. He had never seen the young master so angry.
"Is it enough for one hundred thousand people to kill him? If not, five hundred thousand! I want him to die, I want him to die to level 0, then dig out his real-life information and kill all his family members!" Tiansha Fengyun's His eyes were shining with bloodlust, and he hated the person who had humiliated him but could not find out.
"Yes... yes... three... three hundred people are enough... I will definitely take care of this matter." Tiansha Shadow resignedly retreated, his whole body already soaked with cold sweat.
"Shura, it's your misfortune to offend the Tiansha Gang." Tiansha Shadow wiped the cold sweat on his body and sighed. To be honest, he is also a fan of Shura. Shura's strength and arrogance are enough to make all men surrender in their hearts.
In Feng Tower, Shui Rourou watched the young master and sister Xiruo go offline together with a look of reluctance. She was the only girl left alone in the huge Fenglou courtyard.
The petite and exquisite figure slowly squatted down to admire the flowers and plants that had just grown in the flowerbed. She and Yang Xiruo had just planted the seeds of "Lingxiangcao" and "Lingmuxiangcao". For some reason, they grew surprisingly fast, and now they have grown seedlings more than 20 centimeters long.
The water gently stirred these green seedlings, showing an innocent and loving smile on their faces. When no one is with her, these flowers and plants are her only companions.
"It would be great if... it would be great if I could be with the young master all the time." Shui Rourou thought infatuatedly.
For an innocent girl, getting a love is enough to cover her whole world.
Shui Rourou walked to the edge of the pool with graceful steps. This is a circular pool with a radius of about ten meters, surrounded by white jade. The water inside is warm all year round. It has a nice name, "Lianfeng Pool", and it is also the place where Shui Rourou takes a bath every day.
Gently taking off the palace clothes, a delicate and charming jade body was slowly revealed. Shui Rourou's fingers gently touched her beautiful curves, with a proud smile on her face.
"Young master... you will definitely like my body." Shui Rourou thought with a blushing face. Then he stepped out with a small jade foot and gently stepped into the water until his delicate jade body was covered by the warm water. Thinking about the young master while soaking in the pool has gradually become a habit for her, a habit she doesn't want to change.
The first thing Feng Xiao did when he logged off was to rush to Yang Xiruo's room and gently take her out of the game cabin. After placing her on the bed, he gently pressed his right hand between her chests, slowly conveying the energy of chaos.
Yang Xiruo's exhausted body has almost recovered. If it weren't for the disability of her eyes and legs, she would be no different from an ordinary person.
The hand slowly moved away from her chest and pressed on her thigh, and the power of chaos began to flow again.
Um
How is this going
Previously, the wonton power he input would quickly travel around Yang Xiruo's legs, stimulating the vitality of the legs. Now, he was surprised to feel that the power he input was like a stone sinking into the ocean, without any ripples.
Feng Xiao tried several more times, but the result was the same. His brows furrowed, puzzled.
But a voice in his gut told him that this didn't seem like a bad thing.