In just a few minutes, the monkey porridge wiped out all the ghosts here.

The thousand-year-old evil spirit also stood in front of Zhuzhu and consciously turned into a ball. After she finished peeling it, she changed back to her original form. After saying hello to Zhuzhu, she rushed out and continued to look for ghosts.

However, if you want to be the first helper of the little Tianshi, you must perform well.

The King of Volume never became the second!

Seeing this, the evil spirit hurriedly followed.

It's the first!

Zhou Zhuo smiled and looked at the two "working ghosts" with a smile, and smiled happily. He came to the ancestor and asked, "Master, how much merit is there?"

The ancestor pointed at a place, looked at the porridge for a long time, and his eyes widened to the maximum, and then he saw a small golden dot.

Suddenly, his little face collapsed, and he said with tears in his mouth: "Master, why is it so difficult for you to raise?"

She is also a joke about evil spirits and thousand-year-old evil spirits, she is the biggest worker!

She is only five years old, and she is so exhausted from the debt.

The ancestor smiled and touched her little head, comforted him: "Although it is less, it is a real merit, much stronger than the money you get. If you look carefully, is there any difference?"

He put the golden arm in front of her and asked her to compare it.

Zhu Zhuo was shaken by Jin's arms first, and then he looked at it carefully.

It seems, it's really different.

This little golden dot is very dark in color and looks very calm.

And the golden arm is a very tacky and unresistible golden color.

This is all for money.

Thinking of the money, Zhuzhu felt distressed for a moment, and then tilted his head to think about it. According to the ancestor, it seemed that it made sense.

She suddenly realized: "No wonder the last time I owed my uncle, I suddenly lost the golden light of the palm of my hand. It turned out that the ancestor's merits were so unsolid."

As she said that, she stared at the ancestor and looked up and down, as if it was said that it was not strong enough was not only merit, but also himself.

Master: "..."

Not really.

The one on your own father is the golden light of protecting the country, and who can compare with the most awesome merits of the past?

However, Zhuzhu didn't know the inside story, and decided that he was not strong enough. He sighed and said, "Okay, then I'd better catch more spirits in the future."

The ancestor quickly praised her for a few words, and quickly rushed back into the statue, so that she would not make him angry if she said something later.

Zhu Zhu didn't care either, so he turned his head and ran towards Anya, holding her hand, and his eyes were shiny, "Mom, let's continue to settle the score with Lao Liu."

"Okay." Anya looked at her little daughter and smiled happily.

That night, Zhuzhu cleaned up all the ghosts who had bullied Anya before, and Anya breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really good to have a great daughter.

It was not until three o'clock in the morning that Zhuo Zhuo rode her motorcycle back to the Qin family.

It was fine when I was outside, but when I saw the door, my sleepiness suddenly surged up.

My eyes closed shortly after a while, and my little body was still walking forward. I had just walked a few steps and accidentally tripped off by the steps, and my whole little body fell forward.

Anya was shocked and was about to pick her up, but a big hand hugged the porridge first.

It's Ye Lingfeng.

With his blood and energy, Zhuzhu's little nose moved. He smelled something and opened his eyes in a daze, "I owe my uncle my mouth?"

Looking at the richer golden light on his body, the porridge was so greedy that he drooled.

It would be great if the ancestor had so much golden light, so she wouldn't have to work.

A scent of blood suddenly smelled at the tip of her nose, and her eyes widened instantly. Looking at the wound on his shoulder, her brows frowned.

Xiaopang took out a bleeding pill from his bag and stuffed it into his arms, muttering, "Why don't you take good care of yourself? It's worrying my mother."

Hearing this, Ye Lingfeng chuckled, "Then are you worried?"

Zhuzhu didn't say anything, and when he closed his eyes, he fell asleep in a second, and even breathing sounded.

This girl.

Ye Lingfeng shook his head amusedly, hugged her and walked back to the room quickly, carefully put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and took Anya's hand and walked out with light steps.

Zhu Zheng rubbed his eyes and opened a crack, held the quilt and turned over and continued to sleep.

Well, I don’t have evil spirits on my uncle’s body, it’s very safe and I don’t worry about it.

"Why are you still out?"

When he returned to the Ye family, Ye Lingfeng asked.

"Zhuo Zhu just asked me if I had any wishes, so I said that the man named Diao had fought with me before, and I couldn't beat him, so I asked her to help me avenge me."

"My daughter wants to do something for me, I can't even refuse to agree to such a small thing."

Anya replied, taking the bleeding pill, crushing it, and applying medicine to Ye Lingfeng.

Looking at the new and old wounds crisscrossing on his back, his nose felt sore and his heart was depressed.

She knew that he was very powerful now, but she also knew that all of them were exchanged for life.

She didn't dare to think about what would happen if he hadn't met Zhuo Zhuo and didn't know that Zhuo Zhuo was still alive in this world and thought they were gone.

Will you continue to not cherish your life as before, even though you have made countless contributions, you are the most lonely?

After carefully applying medicine to him, Anya suddenly hugged him and said in a muffled voice: "Honey, I'm gone from now on, you must take good care of the porridge."

"Although Zhu Zhu has family now, you will always be her father. She doesn't say that, but I know that she cares about you and you have to grow up with her."

"Promise me, live well, okay?"

Ye Lingfeng held her hand, raised his hand and took her into his arms, leaned over slightly, put his chin on her shoulders, and the tall figure showed some dependence when facing her at this moment.

"Well, I can do it. I will grow up with Zhuzhu, so I won't give Zhuzhu to that boy Qin Lie, and make him a daughter in vain."

Hearing this, Anya laughed.

She retreated from his arms, turned around and walked to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and took something out of it.

It is a "family portrait" painted by Guan Zhu.

She said: "Look, in the heart of Zheng Zhu, we are a family."

Ye Lingfeng looked at the four "people" on the painting and his mouth twitched, but it is undeniable that when he saw this painting, his heart still felt warm.

If there were only three of them in this painting, it would be even better if there was no Qin Lie.

But he dared not say this.

If there is one person missing in this painting, it is him.

The little girl is partial and has no preference for him.

He curled his lips, but he carefully put away the painting.

Actually, if you look carefully... it's still ugly!

How come the porridge is so ugly?

The Qin family is also thinking about this.

But the next day, Qin Lie framed his family photo and personal photos as he said yesterday.

The family photo was just hanging in the living room so big that no one could help but want to worship him.

I always feel that nothing wrong with being respectful, and I will never offend anyone by accident.

But I don’t know if it’s their illusion, but I always feel that my sleep quality has improved.

Only Qin Lie knows the reason.

Although the painting of Guan Zhu is indeed not good, it is indeed effective in suppressing the gods and requieming the soul.

He took a sip of tea and was about to have a meeting when his phone suddenly rang.

It was sent from the parent group.
Chapter completed!