The Sword Cultivator Forced to Transfer

Ye Jiangxue led Ye Wushen, who was drunk from drinking and had a flushed face and steaming hot, back. The drunk Ye Wushen was exceptionally well-behaved, neither noisy nor noisy, and let him lead her.

A bewildered smile on his face.

At this time, his voice was also very soft, and his speech speed was very slow. He had to think for a while before saying a sentence, and then said the next sentence.

It looks very soft, cute and obedient, which is very affectionate.

Ye Jiangxue basically had no resistance to Ye Wuchen like this, almost his whole heart was soft, and he took him home.

At this time, if you don't take a bucket of bastard soup that kills the scenery, it will be a perfect and warm scene.

Whenever Ye Jiangxue's heart is so cute and soft like a puddle of spring water by the exceptionally well-behaved and cute little brother beside him, as soon as he catches a glimpse of the soup bucket in his hand, the whole person will... I can't get cute anymore.

Thinking of this, Ye Jiangxue couldn't help but want to touch his forehead, and he could foresee what would be a heroic and tragic scene.

Back to Hidden Sword Peak.

Walking towards Ye's cave, along the way, Ye Jiangxue was thinking about how to avoid the next bloody storm.

Even after entering the house, Ye Jiangxue wanted to abduct her younger brother and go straight back to the room, coax him to bed, and forget about that damn bucket of bastard soup.

But at this time, Ye Wushen was exceptionally clever.

Seeing that Ye Jiangxue was taking him in the wrong direction, he immediately yelled, "I haven't brought Dabu soup to Dad yet, so I won't go back to the room. I'm going to find Dad and give him soup!"

"..." Ye Jiangxue.

He looked at the noisy younger brother beside him and thought, you are so drunk, why do you still remember this?

Still underestimated this kid's obsession.

"It's so late, father must have gone to bed." Ye Jiangxue coaxed him patiently, trying to coax him back to the room and let their elderly father go.

"How could it be?" Ye Wuchen raised his head, looked at him in surprise and said, "Father is Daxiu, the empress of the Yuan Dynasty, with a fairy body, how could he need to go to bed on time like a mortal?"

"He must be awake now!" Ye Wu said firmly.

"..." Ye Jiangxue.

Are you drunk?

I have to admit that the drunk Ye Wuchen was more difficult than usual.His difficulty is because his IQ is online, but his EQ is offline...

It's hard to coax him, but he's doing things to kill himself.

Ye Jiangxue was suddenly saddened, feeling that it is really difficult to raise a child, and it is even more difficult to raise a bear child.

In order to prevent his old father from spitting blood in the middle of the night, or his younger brother being spanked severely by the angry old father, he had to coax him patiently and said, "But it's late, go so late It's not good to disturb father's peace."

"What's wrong?" Ye Wuchen asked back, plausibly saying: "I made a big tonic soup for my father, and when I went out to play, I still didn't forget my old father at home. I washed his clothes and made soup with my own hands. It's too late for him to be touched? Why should I angry."

After finishing speaking, Ye Wushen thought for a while, and felt that he could only do laundry and make soup, and he was only suitable for the latter one, and the other was missing, so he hesitated and said, "Should I go and wash daddy's clothes again?"

"..." Ye Jiangxue.

Now, he was sure that his younger brother was really drunk.

"Sigh." Ye Jiangxue sighed deeply in her heart, knowing that she couldn't persuade this obsessive drunk, so she simply... let him go.

Abandon treatment.

Anyway, he wasn't the one who suffered, the old father at home, so...just take care of him.

After all, he is his own son, his own son...

Ye Jiangxue could only watch helplessly as Ye Wuchen, who had a flushed face and a fascinated smile, walked happily towards Ye Guanghan's room with a soup bucket in his hand.

Slowly follow behind him.

He thought to himself, even if he couldn't prevent the tragedy from happening, he could still make up for it, and rush in to rescue it when the tragedy happened.

As for whether it is Ye Wushen or Ye Guanghan who needs to be rescued at that time, it is hard to say...

Ye Wushen held the soup bucket in his hand, walked briskly, with a happy face like a mountain jungle sparrow, and hopped to the outside of Ye Guanghan's house.

This time, he still remembers etiquette.

Standing at Ye Guanghan's door, he stopped and knocked on the door with his hand.

Remember to buckle three times, and after three times, let go.

Standing quietly and obediently outside the door, waiting for a response from inside.

"Come in." Ye Guanghan's deep voice came from inside the room.

Ye Wu Shen heard the words, the smile on his face became happier, and he pushed the door and entered.

After he entered, Ye Jiangxue walked over.

He hesitated for a moment, and decided to stay outside the door and not go in.

Firstly, it was because he didn't want to be harmed by the innocent, which was the main point.The second reason is that he wants to save some face for his old father at home.

Ye Jiangxue thought to himself, if only the father and younger brother were alone, even if the father was forced to make a wrong decision, he would not want to silence him out of embarrassment.

Sometimes in life, it is better to know less.

"Sigh." Thinking of this, Ye Jiangxue couldn't help but sigh again.

Feel life is difficult.

overwhelmed.

And this kind of difficulty and heavy burden often comes from an ignorant and willful brother Xiong in the family.

Ye Jiangxue stood outside the door, raised her head, and looked at the night sky above her head.

The stars twinkle and the moon hangs high.

The night is beautiful.

inside the house.

Ye Guanghan, who was sitting cross-legged on the tufts placed in the center of the room, opened his eyes, looked at the young boy who walked in with a flushed face and smelled of alcohol in surprise, and asked with a frown, "Have you been drinking?"

"Drink a little." Ye Wuchen showed a bewildered smile on his face (actually a smirk of drunkenness), "Eat crabs, so I drank some wine to warm up."

Ye Guanghan has always been an open-minded person, and he would not control the two brothers Ye Jiangxue and Ye Wushen too harshly. In fact, he treats Ye Jiangxue as a free range.

So when Ye Wuchen said this, he just nodded and said: "Drinking too much alcohol will hurt your health. You are young and can't handle alcohol. You should be careful in the future, drink less, and don't be greedy."

"Yeah." Ye Wushen nodded like a pounding garlic, obedient and obedient.

At this time, Ye Guanghan noticed the soup bucket in his hand, and asked in a puzzled tone, "What are you holding in your hand?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Ye Wuchen became excited, his excited face turned even redder, as if rouge had been applied on it, his eyes were moist, and he said: "This is the big pot I stewed for my father. Make up the soup!"

"..." Ye Guanghan.

The expression on his face froze.

He stared at the soup bucket in his hand for a while, and although he had some bad premonitions in his heart, he still nodded and said, "You have a heart."

Ye Wushen became even more excited when he heard the words, with an excited expression on his face, he said, "That's right, I stewed it myself!"

"It took me an hour and a half!" Ye Wu said proudly.

Seeing him like this, Ye Guanghan's premonition grew stronger, but he still had no sense of crisis. He habitually praised and encouraged the children, saying: "You have a heart."

"Hey." Ye Wu smiled proudly twice, and said in a proud tone, "I used the bastard I dropped with my own hands, and it has such a face!"

"..." Ye Guanghan.

The expression on his face was blank for a moment.

Wait……

what did you say?

bastard! ?

Ye Wushen didn't notice his strangeness at all, and continued to say triumphantly: "Then—the big bastard."

He is good at comparing his hands, showing how huge the bastard is.

Then he said with emotion: "At first I wanted to put the whole thing down and stew it, but it was too big to put it down, so I had to unload eight pieces and cook it again."

"..." Ye Guanghan.

Chop into eight pieces...

What did you do... what?

Ye Guanghan's complexion turned a little ugly, and he felt that he couldn't bear the deep love of his youngest son.

Over there, Ye Wuchen was still climaxing, "Wang Ba soup is a great tonic, nourishing the kidney and nourishing the essence, dad, you should drink more, I specially cooked it for you!"

"..." Ye Guanghan.

He hadn't figured out how to politely, reservedly and harmlessly reject his offer, Ye Wuchen had already reached out to open the soup bucket.

Ye Guanghan didn't even have time to stop it.

As soon as the lid was opened, a weird smell like rotten eggs immediately wafted throughout the room.

That strong smell...

People want to ignore it.

Have you ever eaten snail noodles?

Everyone can bring in that smell...

This is a more lethal smell than durian!

And it lasts for a long time.

Ye Guanghan's complexion changed on the spot, and when he saw Ye Wushen holding the soup bucket in front of him with an excited face, the bucket was full of black and strange bastard soup...

There are still pieces of bastard's body that has been dismembered and dismembered...

His face turned blue instantly.

What the hell is this!

This is soup! ?

When he hadn't had soup?

Seeing that he was not moving, Ye Wushen was very sensible, so he dutifully picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup for him, and fed it to his mouth, and said obediently and sensiblely, "Father, drink the soup."

"..." Ye Guanghan.

He raised his head and looked deeply at the young son in front of him who looked like a dutiful son.

Xindao, his kid is a talent.

With a filial face, feeding poison to his father...

It's a talent!

How did he give birth to such a son!

Oh, forgot, not biological.

So, is this kid planning to murder his adoptive father to make room for his real father?

Ye Guanghan, who was almost poisoned and driven crazy by this barrel of bastard soup, began to think wildly.

"Father, why don't you drink?" Seeing that he was still moving, Ye Wushen urged.

Ye Guanghan took a deep look at him and thought, how can I drink this?

Are you afraid that if you drink it, you will die?

Ye Guanghan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, then opened them again, looked at him, and pursed his lips and said, "Father is in the prime of his life, so he doesn't need to make up for it. Your elder brother has been away for a long time, coming and going in the wind and rain, sleeping well even if he can't eat well." Not good, leave this bowl of tonic soup to him."

After all, before Ye Wuchen could speak, he raised his head and shouted outside, "Ye Jiangxue, get out of here!"

Outside, Ye Jiangxue, who was looking up at the starry sky, suddenly trembled with his hands hidden in his sleeves.