After hundreds of years of getting along with the Demon Lord, Jialou Qingjue had long been accustomed to it. He smiled and said, "Demon Lord, how come you are still so childish after getting married!"
"You! How dare you call me childish? Come out! I want to talk to your mother!"
There was so much noise in his ears that Jialou Qingjue burst into tears, "Grandfather, the Demon Lord is bullying me again!"
Cang Ming walked straight out of the kitchen, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, "Qing Jue, where is it?"
Jialou Qingjue chuckled, "Grandfather, the Demon Lord has escaped!"
The Demon Lord's house was at the east end of the village. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and pushed open the wooden door with some annoyance. When he saw Qingran teasing the child, he said dejectedly, "Ranran, that damn zombie took Jiuxi to Kyoto!"
Qingran put the child on the ground and said with some envy, "I want to go too!"
The Demon Lord smiled, "Shall we go then?"
"What about the child?"
The gloomy smile on the corner of the Demon Lord's mouth became more and more serious, and it also had a certain calculating taste. He held a child in his left hand and tucked another child under his arm with his right hand, and walked towards Cangming's house. There were a few puppies barking on the pebbled road, but the Demon Lord didn't care. He kicked open the wooden door and said, "Little punching bag, come out quickly!"
The two children in the Demon Lord's family were still young. They were frightened by the Demon Lord's rough voice and started to cry loudly, as clear as a bell. Jialou Qingjue scratched his ears, with a look of speechlessness on his face, "Yuanzidan, I do have a name!"
The Demon Lord first stuffed one child into Jialou Qingjue's arms, then put the other child down and said, "I'll let you take care of my two children!"
After he finished speaking, the tall man who was standing in the yard just now ran away immediately. The child in his arms was still sobbing and tugging at Qingjue's clothes with his little hands from time to time, mumbling, "Grandma...Grandma..."
Jialou Qingjue was in tears. He was clearly just a child, yet he was asked to take care of two children at once!
Qing Jue shouted towards the inner room, "Grandfather, Grandma! The Demon Lord has sent another child here!"
Fu Jin walked out, the wrinkles between her eyebrows gradually deepening. She said, "Those two kids won't starve to death anyway, Qingjue, you don't have to worry about them!"
Jialou Qingjue curled his lips and said, "Grandma, but mother said that the older children should take care of the younger ones."
Cang Ming smiled, his lips slightly rippled as he hid his robe. "How can an immortal's child be so fragile? When your mother was a child, she was usually hungry..."
Jialou Qingjue was petrified instantly. Is this still his biological father? Could his mother have picked him up?
Cangming was talking happily when Fu Jin twisted his ear and said, "This is how you ruined my child!"
Cangming cried miserably, "Give me some face, Qingjue is still here!"
Fu Jin then released her hand, walked into the yard, gently stroked Qingjue's hair, and said, "Qingjue will have little brothers and sisters in the future, so let's practice with these two from the Demon Lord's family first."
Qing Jue frowned, "What if I drop my little brother or sister?"
Fu Jin laughed again, "The Demon Lord's children have tough scalps, so it's okay if they fall!"
The child who had just been lying in Qingjue's arms began to cry even louder, screaming and shouting, "Daddy...Mom! Waaaaaa!"
Qingjue's face wrinkled even more, "Grandma, he has been crying..."
And those tears kept staining his body, and the screams seemed to pierce his throat.
Fu Jin said in distress, "Yuan Zidan is such a piece of shit! He gave birth to a child, and made our Qingjue take care of him! Cangming, lock the door, let's go inside!"
Cang Ming's ears turned red, and he twisted his fingers, and the open wooden door closed immediately, and a layer of barrier was lowered around it. Fu Jin took the child from Qing Jue's arms, put the child directly on the ground, and then took Qing Jue's hand and walked into the house.
Left alone, two crying children were lying in the yard...
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