Xiao Yang sighed.

"oh......"

Hua Qianmian didn’t know what happened to Xiao Yang’s clone child.

However, he also vaguely discovered from the situation of Xiao Yang and the Demon Child that the Demon Child of the Divine Infant does not seem to be completely controlled by Xiao Yang.

So, Hua Qianmian stopped talking about anything.

The god baby sat pitifully on the table, licking the plate carefully, and licking all the utensils cleanly...

"Okay, clean your body and let's go to practice!"

Xiao Yang stood up and said to the Shenying.

"Baji!"

The god baby licked his mouth and smashed it. The filth on his body disappeared and became clean.

He flew up with his wings, shaking, and following Xiao Yang happily.

"You still go to my quiet room!"

Hua Qianmian brought Xiao Yang and his son to the quiet room.

Xiao Yang sat cross-legged on the fragrant collapse.

"I'll prepare some pills for you."

Hua Qianmian said, looking at the empty airs outside.

He knew that Xiao Yang had practiced for seven days and seven nights and was in a coma for another month, so he must need pills to help restore his cultivation.

"Uh...no need!"

Xiao Yang's old face turned red, "I have used so many things from you and haven't paid them back for you yet. Why are you so embarrassed to ask you to prepare elixirs for me?"

"Do you... really think so?"
Chapter completed!