At this moment, a green rainbow flashed from the sword sticker in Zhang Ling's hand. It turned out to be the Qinglian that had been staying in the sword sticker earlier! It seemed to hear someone muttering bad words behind it.
The appearance of Qinglian caused the thirty-six Thunder Pengs to split into two camps, with half debating with each other, arguing about "whether Qinglian is our good friend or not".
Before they had even started arguing for a while, they started arguing endlessly. The husband claimed he was right, and the wife claimed she was right. No one could convince the other, and the argument lasted for an hour without stopping.
Qinglian was spinning in the air, trembling slightly, turning around in a hurry, feeling very aggrieved.
Zhang Ling covered his ears with his hands, sat on the mat helplessly and sighed: Why are all the spiritual creatures in the world like naughty children?
etc!
Does this count as me raising thirty-six babies?
If that's the case, wouldn't I be a stay-at-home dad?
Daddy!
Zhang Ling's eyes lit up as if he remembered something, and he immediately fished out a few brocade carp from the spiritual pond in Changsheng Fudi, ready to deal with these little guys first.
Several colorful, powerful fish with dragon whiskers were jumping around in the yard. The faint dragon breath immediately extinguished the fiery noise, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Gurgle!
"It's a dragon fish!"
A little fellow screamed loudly, but before he could finish his words, the other Lei Pengs rushed over, opened their mouths and sucked the Jinlong carp into a shriveled state.
Zhang Ling was shocked and stared at the fish corpses on the ground that were as dry as dead grass, without saying a word for a long time.
After a while, the young man in blue looked at Lei Peng, who was eating contentedly, with a puzzled look on his face: Now you don’t eat meat anymore and are sucking blood instead?
"I'm so full! Burp!"
"belch!"
"belch……"
A series of burps echoed in the yard one after another.
Hey!
It seems like I’m eating less!
“Pah pah pah!”
Zhang Ling's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands, stood up and said to the group of Lei Pengs, "Good boys, listen to me! Whoever doesn't listen to me is not a good boy. Let me see who is not!"
Maybe because they were full, the little ones were surprisingly docile and obedient this time. They sat in a row on the Bodhi tree with their curious jewel eyes open, and there was no more interruption or quarrel.
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