"Snapped!"
The sword pointed at the adoptive father's waist. The adoptive father trembled, turned around with a bared teeth, and said angrily: "You damn boy, you are looking for death."
Li Xianyu grinned: "Dad, your lumbar disc has been particularly herniated recently."
The adoptive father came over and said, "You know I have a bad waist and you still stab me."
After thinking about it, I couldn't help but cut off two more.
The adoptive mother turned to look at the father and son, with a smile in her eyes. Her husband and son were always like this. The way they got along was different from other fathers and sons. One of them liked to talk nonsense and was not like a father. When he got angry, he would cut off any disagreement.
The other one is very talkative and can make dirty jokes in front of his father without any psychological pressure. When the old house was sold and the net profit was hundreds of thousands, he actually asked his adoptive father to take him to Dabao Sword to celebrate with a serious face.
If it had been any other son, the grass on his grave would have been three feet tall.
The two poured tea and returned to the living room. Li Xianyu followed behind his adoptive father, looking much more relaxed.
Just now, he stopped his hand the moment his sword finger touched his adoptive father. His Qi was freely released and it was not difficult for him. The adoptive father was completely unprepared for this, and he didn't even react. If he was really a hidden blood descendant, and he was unprepared and there were sudden fluctuations in energy around him, he would instinctively have a stress reaction.
Just like when someone suddenly taps you from behind, your body will react subconsciously.
The atmosphere in the living room was as awkward as ever.
Bingzhazi sat with his legs crossed, neither watching TV nor playing with his mobile phone. He accidentally glanced at his younger brother's harem. Even grandma frowned secretly, the look in this woman's eyes was so uncomfortable.
Li Xianyuxin said, I knew it would be like this. With my sister's character...I'm sorry, everyone here is rubbish.
He put the tea in front of Bingzhaozi, who glanced at him and said, "Is this the first day we met?"
Li Xianyu said blankly: "What?"
Bingzhazi said calmly: "I only drink jasmine tea."
"Sorry, forgot."
"It's not too late to remember."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
Li Xian ran back to the kitchen in a hurry.
Seeing this, the ladies in the harem raised their eyebrows, and Bingzhaozi glanced at them sideways with a hint of protest.
Li Xianyu came out with jasmine tea, "You also have to add a cube of sugar. You like it slightly sweet, right? I haven't forgotten this."
The adoptive father laughed twice and said, "The two siblings have a very good relationship. They have been this way since childhood."
Sanwu disagreed with this statement and said seriously: "He looks like a slave."
The air is dead silent again!
The adoptive father's face twitched, what's the matter with this girl? She started using my daughter's name as soon as we met, and now she's mocking my son. She's not just a guest, she's here to cause trouble.
The adoptive father complained crazily in his mind.
The corner of Bingzhaozi's mouth curled up.
Li Xianyu glared hard at Sanwu, "Why don't you tell me you're in trouble? I'll be embarrassed if I tell you the truth."
There are many reasons why Li Xianyu tolerates Bing Zhazi's bad character: First, it is mainly because he has been used to it since he was a child. Whether he is a child supporter or a little slave, he has to start from a baby.
Two: Bing Zhazi is arrogant and has eyes on the top of her head. She cultivated Li Xianyu into a little slave, which is more like a kind of recognition and acceptance. There were countless men willing to be her slaves from childhood to adulthood, but she didn't even take a glance at them.
Three: His adoptive parents were kind to him in nurturing him. It is better to cultivate kindness than to show kindness. This kind of affection is very great.
Let alone a little slave, even if Bing Zhazi cried and shouted: I don't care, I don't care, I want you to be my little slave.
Li Xianyu would also lie down on the bed with a smile on his face, waiting for Bing Zhazi to be lucky. He was always prepared to be a child breadwinner... He still had to have dreams, just in case he stepped on dog poop.
He sat down with a smile on his face, took out his mobile phone, and invited his grandmother and the others into the group chat: "I tried my dad. He shouldn't be a blood descendant. Of course... I don't rule out acting. But I think, I My adoptive parents will not harm me.”
He doubted his adoptive parents only because they knew the secrets of his biological father or the treasures of the Pantheon Palace, but kept it from him. Rather than thinking they will hurt themselves.
His adoptive parents raised him by pooping and pooping. If they really wanted to do evil, they would have too many opportunities. Moreover, the biological father’s will cannot be faked.
Huayang: "Are you sure?"
She was using Cuihua's mobile phone. Cuihua was now lying on her lap, acting like a quiet and beautiful female cat. Identity is Huayang's classmate's pet.
Gan Yixing Ai Yixing: "Confirm, his physical fitness is definitely not that of blood, and he can't feel Qi in his body. You should be aware of this. Bing... My sister also doesn't have Qi fluctuations, right? .”
Thunder Warrior: "Your nickname... If I didn't know your sister's name, I wouldn't have thought of it."
Do what you do and love what you do: "It's just teasing, she always bullies me."
Thunder Warrior: "Indeed, treating you like a little slave will make you angry just by looking at it."
Grandma: "Yeah."
Huayang: "Yeah."
Sanwu: "Yeah."
Harem Group and Li Xianyu: "??"
Sanwu: "I don't, it will make me look particularly unsociable."
You are not a social person to begin with... Everyone complained in their hearts.
Sanwu is like a little transparent, Li Xianyu and the harem group often ignore her.
Grandma: "But when you were testing your dad in the kitchen just now, your sister made a strange move."
Li Xianyu straightened his back suddenly, glanced at Bingzhazi's beautiful face subconsciously, and took a deep breath: "Tell me about it."
Thunder Warrior: "The moment you tested your father, the remote control in her hand fell off."
Do what you do and love what you do: "Mom?"
Hua Yang: "There was no mental fluctuation, maybe it was a coincidence [wry smile], but when we came in..."
She paused and did not continue.
But when they came in, Bingzhaozi's mood swings were very intense. Everyone can see the hostility.
Do what you do and love what you do: "My dad and my sister are both ordinary people. They don't have qi fluctuations, and their qi and blood are not strong. Just now outside the door, I kept looking at my dad's expression. Huayang, have you paid attention to his emotions? Fluctuate.”
Hua Yang: "The moment he saw us, your father's mental state fluctuated violently. He recovered after opening the door for the second time."
Grandma: "So, there is something wrong with your dad. It's a pity that I really can't remember him."
Grandma is quite sorry about this. She is arrogant and cannot be noticed by ordinary people. Her adoptive father is an ordinary person, so according to her character, even if she sees him, she may not remember it.
Thunder Fighter: "I think it's because I saw how beautiful we are that my spirit fluctuated violently."
Li Xianyu thought for a moment and then covered his face silently: "I feel like Zhan Ji, you have discovered the truth."
At this time, the foster mother came out with plates of food and greeted everyone: "It's time to eat."
Everyone put away their mobile phones and took their seats. Bingzhaozi put down the remote control, silently left the living room and entered the bathroom.
"Click" the door locked. She washed her face and took out a few tissues to wipe her face clean. Her stunning face was reflected in the mirror.
At 1.7 meters tall, she is undoubtedly tall among girls. Her face shape is neither oval-shaped nor oval-shaped, but anyone who looks at her face will think it is perfect. There is no flaw in the delicate facial features, which is actually very unusual.
Her breasts are firm, her waist is slim, her face is pretty, and her temperament is as cold as frost, but not cold, and she has an aggressive arrogance.
From the perspective of the ghost brother outside, this is the biggest difference between Bingzhazi and Senior Sister Taisu.
"A bunch of bitches, grabbing my things..." She clenched her fists, and the tissue paper in her palms burned to ashes.
"He became suspicious. My little slave is very cautious. Fortunately, I was prepared."
"The promotion of strength is as expected, and I have not been disappointed. Two years, we only have two years at most."
"I can't be exposed now. Whoever is exposed first will die first. Bah, stinky rats in the gutter can really hide."
Turning on the faucet, rinsing the ashes from his hands, and returning to the dining table across from the living room, Bingzhaizi saw a bowl of rice sitting across from him, seven portions, well, it was served by a little slave, and he felt a little better.
My adoptive mother's food is as mediocre as ever, her cooking skills are very poor, and she hasn't made any progress in more than ten years. Everyone who was used to Baoze's luxurious meals ate reluctantly.
At the dinner table, the adoptive father talked loudly and tried his best to act as a lubricant. Some of the female classmates my son brought back were a bit strange. A girl with facial paralysis who mocked everyone when she opened her mouth; a Taoist nun who always smiled but was lukewarm; a Taoist nun who was the youngest but had the strongest aura and, like her daughter, shed tears of arrogance. Mole boy. The girl with long legs was kinder and would smile at him.
On my side, my daughter has a problem with an annoying personality. Needless to say, my wife is actually an overly quiet person and cannot entertain warmly. Maybe it was this character that made me fall in love with her when I was like a prodigal son. My son was a little strange today. He ate in silence and looked worried, leaving the father alone.
Fortunately, his adoptive father had been working in a state-owned enterprise for many years, so he could easily find things like creating a lively atmosphere. He knew that several girls had a close relationship with his son, so he told them about embarrassing things from his childhood.
Li Xianyu liked to play with fire when he was a child. He would light a fire and then squat and watch, which would give him infinite satisfaction. After his adoptive parents found out several times, they warned him sternly, thinking that he would stop.
Unexpectedly, one night, he sneaked into the bathroom, took out the white candle he bought with his pocket money, and lit it. Feeling dissatisfied, he lit the toothbrush and tooth cup again. Feeling even more dissatisfied, he even threw the dry towel into the fire. Burn.
The flame of a candle turned into a bonfire, and the smell of burnt plastic filled the bedroom, waking up his adoptive parents. The couple thought there was a fire and were so frightened that they put on their coats and rushed out. They followed the smell to the bathroom and saw their son squatting by the bonfire, hugging his knees, with a satisfied look on his face, just like the little match-loving boy in the fairy tale... . ..
This incident ended with Li Xianyu being hung up and beaten by his adoptive father, and his screams were heard until dawn.
"I've been so perverted since I was a child..." Thunder Warrior Ji glanced at Li Xianyu and muttered in her heart.
He really deserves to be the descendant of a ghost.
Grandma Grandma and Hua Yang couldn't help but laugh.
Cuihua nestled at Li Xianyu's feet and patted him with a thick meat pad to express her disdain.
The Li family never kept pets, and the adoptive mother didn't like cats or dogs, so she found a plate, scooped some rice for Cuihua, poured a spoonful of gravy on it, and made it her lunch.
Cuihua got angry, knocked over the plate with a slap, and walked aside proudly. At this time, he was huddled at Li Xianyu's feet in aggrieved manner.
She finally understood why Li Xianyu didn't let it turn into a human form, because the dining table happened to be full of people... In addition, she only ate fish but not food. If she was forced to eat, she would feel uncomfortable. Li Xianyu still understood it very well. her.
Huayang doesn't have to eat, but she has to show up to test her adoptive father.
"Both of my children are trouble-free." The adoptive father laughed: "His sister also said at the time: Playing with fire, you have a discerning eye. Anyway, she always favors this brother in everything he does, and never thinks that he has any wrong."
Li Xianyu paused with his chopsticks, "I'm going to use the bathroom."
He put down the dishes and left the living room. The toilet was at the end of the corridor, and next to it was his sister's room.
Li Xianyu carefully opened his sister's room, closed the door quietly, and opened the closet that had once become a psychological shadow for him.
Opening the drawer in the closet, there were rows of underwear of different styles and colors folded inside.
Li Xianyu fell into deep thought.
The "Emperor" of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance has a divine object that his biological father brought from the Ten Thousand Gods Palace. If he were the father, he would definitely give such a thing to a trustworthy person, not necessarily someone who has the ability to protect it, but the least conspicuous one. The most overlooked person.
He felt that this candidate was probably an adoptive father. You think about it, no one thought that Li Wuxiang would leave the treasure to his son, because leaving the treasure to a baby given to ordinary people for adoption would harm both his son and his brother.
If he had been given to Buddha to raise, it would have aroused suspicion.
With this association, Li Xianyu immediately felt that the "Emperor" of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance was a bit similar to Bing Zhazi. Although he couldn't see his face or figure clearly, his eyes had lost their original color because of the red pupils, and the blood descendants There are too many aloof women in the world, but as a qualified dog licker who has been with you day and night for twenty years, how can I not smell your scent
This kind of unfounded guess is based on intuition and cannot be arbitrary, so on this trip home, not only will I test my adoptive father, but I will also test Bingzhuzi.
The key point is, why did the emperor give him the awakened meat piece? With such a good thing, there is no reason to give him an enemy. It can't be because of slippery hands.
What if that emperor was a scumbag? If it were her, everything would make sense. As the queen's sister's number one licker, he had the rights or the queen's welfare.
"Little Ma Huayang didn't detect Bing Zhazi's mental fluctuations. It's also possible that her mental power is stronger than Little Ma Huayang, so she concealed it perfectly. And the emperor has that kind of ability." Li Xianyu thought to himself.
She was just a toddler when her biological father died. If the emperor was really her, then her adoptive father would not be able to escape. The adoptive father is not a blood descendant, but Bing Zhazi is a blood descendant. He may have awakened using the awakened meat piece.
But the problem now is that both my sister and my adoptive father are ordinary people. They have no energy fluctuations and weak energy and blood. Of course, it is not ruled out that they have special means to hide them.
If you think about it carefully, the emperor's temperament is actually slightly different from that of his sister.
Bingzhazi is not as domineering as her.
Finally, there is another question. If the emperor was Bingzhaizi, why didn't he tell him frankly when he saw him that day? As long as he showed his identity, there was no need to fight like this. He could mediate and let the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance and Baoze settle their differences.
If you have to pinch me, my sister and brother of twenty years, will I not help you
"Whether you are the emperor or not, you will know immediately." Li Xianyu picked up a fat cigar, put it to his nose and smelled it.
There is no peculiar smell, no soapberry fragrance, but a faint closet smell... Well, this fat cigar has been neglected by ice slag for a long time, and it has no smell for a long time.
"I have to find the one she just wore not long ago." Li Xianyu changed into another pair of underwear, and finally smelled the unique scent of his sister again.
Still a familiar recipe, still a familiar taste.
At this time, his ears moved and he heard light footsteps coming from the corridor.
[Hey... footsteps, someone is coming.]
[I should put the fat ci back in place immediately and hide immediately.]
[Smell for a few more seconds, just a few seconds.]
[Quick, stop, I don’t want to be locked in the closet anymore, I will be ruined.]
[Smell it for a while longer, just for a while]
[No, I have to restrain myself.]
[Ah. It smells so good]
"Caka!"
There was a sound of the doorknob turning, and before it was too late, the door opened.
I actually hate templated protagonists. At present, it seems that Li Xianyu and Qin Ze have different personalities, so I can portray them well. The next book, the protagonist of the next book, will be different. This is my basic quality as an author.
(End of chapter)