Chapter 1195: Teach your son to fight!

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When everything is finished, it’s not too late to go to the door.

Wang Jiamenkou, at this time surrounded by a large circle of people.
Xiaobao is fighting with the family, and the people around him are screaming.
The illusion of the face was watched for a while in the crowd, and it was found that Xiao Bao’s figure was stable, and the small body seemed to have a lot of power. The sense of strength was very strong. He did not use his Lingbao, just like an ordinary person. The way to fight.
"You two people together, let you know that Xiao Baoye is amazing!"
Oh, it’s a little bit of poison, some poor, and I don’t know if it’s with her savage years ago.
The two family members are young and middle-aged, and they are provoked by a small child. There are so many people watching, and suddenly they feel that there is no place to face their faces, and they are rushing into the air.
Xiaobao calmly responds, and the dodge is flexible and dodge. When the hard touch is hard, it is hard to take over, and it is methodical, and it can also observe the color and capture the first machine.
This old-fashioned battle pattern is not something that his children can have. The magical fascination is about to catch it, and he knows that he is using his gods to convey his voice and personally guide him.
Jimo is not letting such a small opportunity, spare no effort to teach his son to fight!
The illusion turned into a funny smile and went home.
Sure enough, he was meditation in the yard, and he did not know where to go.
After a while, the illusion turned to the space to work well, that is, Moya came back to God.
"Xiaoyan!" The voice is with joy.
"what happened?"
Jimo’s fascination,
Xiaobao’s bottom has been played almost. We will give him the last medicated bath tonight, and give him a strong body. Then he can start practicing and there is no problem in the promotion.

The illusion is also happy, "Really? But is it meant to be filled for three years?"
Lai Shengzun has been tens of thousands of people.
"With the reason of the bluestone, it doesn't take so long. Xiaoyan, you are preparing other herbs at home. I will go back to the glaciers and find some bluestones. Xiaobao will go home immediately, let him prepare himself. a bit."
"Okay!" Xiaobao’s low-education is worrying.
Although they are now living in seclusion, they may decide to go out of the mountain one day, and the level of cultivation of Xiaobao is higher, and the safety factor will be even larger.
Especially in the past few days, the vision of the half-sacred anger, let the illusion of the face of the seven up and down.
I always feel that something is going to happen.
If Xiaobao's strength can be improved quickly, she is also relieved.

The silver sleeves were caught off guard by Mrs. Wang’s sudden awakening.
She has a dark room with no history, in front of Mrs. Zheng, even if she has been in business for five or six years, she is not big enough.
Finally, in the presence of the master, the Wang family is not old, but only in his thirties. In his early years, he was a scholar. Later, the book was not well read.
Asking for immortality, this road is not open, there is no Lingbao, and I don’t know where to learn a cold doorway.
Refine the elixir! Have a long life!
I didn’t make it to the prince Wang, but when I got to the lord, Wang slaped the silver sleeves to the ground.
"Well, you are a little daughter-in-law, are you pregnant? Master, I have already eaten a good son for a long life. Where is your wild child?"
This is a turning point, and Mrs. Wang never thought of it.
The silver sleeves were so stopped by a piece of paper.
Even without Mrs. Wang’s shot, the silver sleeves took her to take care of Wang’s dream.