Set up a small dark room and lock the stubborn Yin Ji inside.

Send a message to Xiao Qingyue and tell her about this.

Not long after, Chen An left the deepest level of the Law Enforcement Hall dungeon and returned to his own cave.

As soon as he returned, he saw his five young daughters sitting side by side under the Sage Tree, all listening to the class with great interest.

Except Chen Yike.

At this time, the silly and foodie second daughter was concentrating on eating the sage's fruit and had no intention of listening to the class at all.

Chen An looked at it and shook his head, but didn't care much.

There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession has its top talent.

Since my silly second daughter is not very interested in cultural knowledge, I won't force her to learn it.

It would be good if I could learn something so as not to become illiterate.

“Daddy!”

The eldest daughter Chen Yuejian was the first to see her old father return, and immediately stood up and ran over with a smile on her face.

Seeing this, the other four sisters also stood up and ran over.

Chen Yike had relatively developed limbs, and rushed to his old father first. He failed to brake in time and bumped into his father's thigh. He hugged his father's thigh, looked up and asked, "Dad, did you buy some spiritual cakes for me to eat?"

"You idiot, you only know how to eat."

Chen An rubbed his second daughter's silly little round face and took out a box of spirit cake from his storage ring and gave it to her.

Chen Yike took the box of spiritual cakes and smiled so hard that she couldn't close her legs.

"Daddy, I want one too!"

"I want one too!"

"I, I, I, want it too!"

The third, fourth and fifth daughters all gathered around, opening their little mouths and yelling, begging for food like fledglings.

Chen An was never partial. He took out four more boxes of spiritual cakes and gave one to each of his three little daughters.

The remaining box was given to my eldest daughter, who never asked for it.

Chen Yuejian took the box, her beautiful eyes curved and she smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Daddy."

After that, she took out a piece of exquisitely crafted cloth from her storage ring and handed it to her old father, urging him expectantly, "Dad, this is the clothes I knitted for you. Try it on and see if it fits you!"

The storage ring on her hand was given to her by Chen An.

Chen An is now in the advanced stage of the Void Refinement Realm, and he can have as many storage rings as he wants.

Except for Xiao Qingyue and Ning Xianer who already had storage rings, he gave a storage ring to everyone from Shen Qingyi to his youngest fifth daughter, so that they could carry things with them.

Soon, Chen An put on the clothes knitted by his eldest daughter.

Fits well.

And it looks pretty good.

I have to say that it is rare for a little girl who is not even seven years old to be able to knit such beautiful clothes.

"Daddy looks so handsome in the clothes I knitted."

Chen Yuejian looked around at her old father, then nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

Chen An smiled and said, "It's because my little Yue Jianzhi's clothes are so pretty that your father looks handsome."

"Daddy is right."

Chen Yuejian was not modest at all and happily accepted her old father's praise.

Even if this praise is a bit exaggerated.

Song Huaying came out of the room and heard the conversation between the father and daughter. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Xiao Yuejianzhi's clothes must be beautiful. After all, I taught her how to make them myself."

Chen Yue was unhappy when she heard this, and felt that her mother was trying to steal the limelight.

She immediately said, "The disciple is better than the master. My knitting is more beautiful than mother's. Look how handsome daddy looks in the clothes I knit."

Song Huaying was stunned for a moment, then she felt cold and shuddered, thinking that she had raised an ungrateful person.

Then she immediately said, "My husband is handsome, even when he is naked. What does it have to do with the clothes you knitted?"

"Daddy looks even more handsome in the clothes I knit!"

This is going to be a fight to the death with my mother.

Song Huaying was really angry and quickly retorted back.

The mother and daughter kept arguing with each other, just like the concubines in movies and TV dramas.

Chen An was caught in the middle and felt helpless.

The two mother and daughter were arguing with each other. Chen Yuejian pulled her father's sleeve and asked, "Dad, tell me, who is prettier, me or my mother?"

The young girl couldn't win the argument with her mother, so she wanted to drag her old father into the argument.

This is a fatal question.

Chen An chose not to offend anyone and replied that both mother and daughter were equally beautiful.

While answering, he subconsciously looked at his eldest daughter's appearance carefully, and realized belatedly that this beauty had already shown signs of growing up and was very delicate and beautiful.

"You two mother and daughter are really something. You can quarrel over such a trivial matter. It's embarrassing for me to see it."

Wen Zhiyun had just finished practicing and came out of the room. She saw Song Huaying and her daughter arguing around her husband, and she couldn't help but scold them in a bad mood.

Song Huaying and Chen Yuejian were both afraid of the older Wen Zhiyun. After hearing her lecture, they both shut their mouths at the same time and didn't dare to continue arguing.

In terms of age, Wen Zhiyun could be their mother and grandmother. In addition, Wen Zhiyun had a strict personality, so she put a strong sense of oppression on both mother and daughter.

"Come with me to the room."

Wen Zhiyun looked at Chen An and said something, then turned and walked towards the room.

Chen An thought that the arrogant concubine wanted it, so he followed her without thinking too much, and his mind was full of how he would torture her later.

But after entering the room, he found that Wen Zhiyun's face suddenly fell.

"What are you doing?"

He asked in confusion.

Wen Zhiyun didn't say anything, but quietly closed the door and activated the soundproofing array.

Afterwards, she asked coldly:

"There were eight invading Yin Territory monks, seven men and one woman. Why did you only spare the life of the female monk?"

"She is the leader of the eight. I want to keep her for questioning."

Chen An said with reason and evidence.

"Heh." Wen Zhiyun sneered and exposed his lie, "I think you are just attracted by her beauty."

Chen An admitted generously: "If you put it that way, then it is a bit true."

"You're such a bastard." Wen Zhiyun cursed with a bit of resentment.

After cursing, she reminded him in a cold voice: "Mr. Chen, you promised me that you would marry at most ten people. Including the Saint Girl and the Ninth Princess, as well as the female cultivators in the Yin Realm, there are already nine now. I hope you can keep your word."

Chen An found something wrong and asked in confusion:

"No, why did you include the Ninth Princess in this?"

"You've already settled the Ninth Princess in the sect, why are you pretending to be so lewd?"

Wen Zhiyun said dissatisfiedly.

Chen An was speechless.

After all, he did have the idea of ​​becoming a dragon rider.

It's just that the desire is not that strong.

"Don't just stand there, why don't you come and work?"

Wen Zhiyun had taken off her Taoist robe and sat on the bed at some point, urging Chen An, who was still standing motionless in front of the tea table.

Chen An couldn't bear to see his spoiled concubine being so arrogant, so he took off his clothes and went over to teach her a lesson.

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