"kindness?"
Looking down, he realized that Di Moyu was holding Jun Feijue's calves tightly with both hands, showing no intention of letting go.
Shen Zhengyun: "..."
Excuse me, sir, could you please let go? I want to hold my daughter!
"Ahem, Young Master Di..."
Junran had witnessed Di Moyu's possessiveness firsthand, so she could only offer quiet reminders from the side.
"Um."
The two remained locked in a stalemate for a while, until finally Di Moyu gritted his teeth and released his grip with a fierce expression.
Shen Zhengyun: "..."
Why did she have the illusion that she was facing a life-threatening danger just because she brought her own daughter home?
Regardless, Shen Zhengyun finally got to hold her daughter, whose soft and fragrant body was simply irresistible.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect you, with your expressionless face, to be so popular."
Tiandi lay on his side in the void, supporting his head with his hand, his slender fingers playing with his hair, and a hint of doting in his eyes.
This little robot-like creature is finally starting to look somewhat like a human.
Jun Feijue always chose to ignore the daily squeezing of the heavens and earth, and she waved again.
This time, the target is Ji Fanya.
"Master, call me!"
Upon seeing this, Ji Fanya quickly put away the small cauldron and ran to Jun Feijue with a sweet and innocent smile.
"Too short."
Jun Feijue reached out to touch Ji Fanya's forehead, but found that Shen Shi was holding her too high.
Her arms are too short to reach it.
"That's fine."
This gesture almost melted Shen Zhengyun's heart, and she quickly bent her knees to bring Jun Feijue to the same height as Ji Fanya.
"sieve…"
As the finger touched down, a set of martial arts techniques was also transmitted into Ji Fanya's divine palace.
“Your weapon is a cauldron, which is powerful and heavy. The Twelve Forms of Mount Tai can be used in conjunction with your small cauldron.”
Jun Feijue withdrew his hand and calmly analyzed, "It is also a high-level Heaven-rank martial skill, with a total of twelve forms, each with nine levels of perfection. When cultivated to the Great Perfection realm, it can shatter mountains and rivers and shake the heavens."
Jun Feijue gave Ji Fanya this set of martial arts techniques because he had noticed during the battle that although Ji Fanya possessed great strength, he had no moves to use and was completely suppressed by Jun Yunping in terms of martial arts skills.
It was at that time that she truly realized the importance of martial arts.
"Wow, that sounds amazing! Thank you, Master!"
Upon hearing this, Ji Fanya immediately jumped up with joy, hugging Xiao Bo and spinning around in place.
"Hahaha…"
Ji Fanya's exaggerated reaction made everyone laugh.
A faint smile appeared in Jun Feijue's eyes. "However, I can only give you the first four moves for now. The rest will be given to you slowly in the future."
"I think this is a lot, enough for me to study for a long time."
Ji Fanya was so happy he could hardly see. When he finally stopped spinning, Xiao Bo was so dizzy he saw circles around his eyes.
"By the way, Little Duke, this sword doesn't have a name yet. Since it's your trophy, you can name it."
At this moment, Junran stepped forward and handed over the sword, saying, "Brother knows that once you give something, you won't take it back, but at least you should be the one to name it."
"Well…"
Upon hearing this, everyone present, except for Shen Zhengyun and Jun Ran who were unaware of the situation, froze, silently sweating for the sake of that sword.
They were really afraid that Jun Feijue would suddenly say, "Since it's an ice-attribute sword, let's call it Little Ice!"
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