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Chapter 92 Little Greedy Beast: This is not a matter of flesh and blood!

When Wei Liangxu heard this, the anxious expression on his brows immediately disappeared, he stood up and said, "Okay, please come quickly!"

As he spoke, he looked at the children.

At this time, Wei Xiuxiu had already been brought out after Wei Liangxu personally brought the meal. She stopped making any noise and sat quietly next to Wei Liangxu.

"Can Xiuxiu also come with us?"

Wei Liangxu frowned and looked at Wei Xiuxiu and sighed. He even wondered whether the child was so abnormal today because of the bad luck in his family.

His wife was in a coma during childbirth, and he has six sons... and a little daughter who was declared by the master to be a disaster star.

He was really afraid that his family's bad luck would affect this little lucky star.

After receiving Wei Xiuxiu's obedient answer, he nodded, called his two children to his side, and lovingly rubbed the little heads of Cha You and Wei Baizhan.

"Zhan'er, you are young, come with your father. This master is invited by your father to ward off evil spirits and bring blessings to your family and you. You must obey the master's words in a while, do you understand?"

Wei Baizhan nodded quietly.

Xiaochayou didn't know what her father's expression meant, so she responded obediently, "Okay! You will follow the local customs! You've already eaten vegetables!"

The little milk beast pouted her little mouth, but she was so arrogant that those who didn’t know thought she had made a big sacrifice!

This cute little appearance immediately made Wei Liangxu, who was depressed, laugh. He scratched the tip of her nose without revealing her, and just responded with a smile, "Well, good! You are so good!"

Xiaocha's sweet little dimples sunk, and she nodded her little head in a very thick-skinned and arrogant manner, which made Wei Liangxu dumbfounded, and the depression in his heart had long since dissipated.

Wei Liangxu wanted to hold the pink and glutinous little breasts, but Xiao Chayou wanted to hold her brother's arm to make her feel more secure, so she ran to her brother's side with her short legs fluttering.

Therefore, Wei Liangxu had no choice but to hold Wei Xiuxiu with his left hand and his steady young son Wei Baizhan with his right hand. He took his little sister and walked to the living room together.

The master has been waiting here for a long time.

Wearing a lake blue brocade silk cross-collar robe, a fox fur cloak, black boots with silver patterns on the feet, and a purple jade headband on the forehead, swirling in it, as if there is an abyss, mysterious and treacherous.

His whole body was dignified, aloof and unapproachable. He squinted his triangular eyes and saw Wei Liangxu approaching with his children. Instead of standing up to greet them, he raised his chin and became more dignified.

When Wei Liangxu saw this, he didn't even frown. Instead, he went up to him personally and took the lead in bowing and opening his mouth.

"This is Master Yingxi! The master's name is as thunderous as the thunder, and he is well-known far and wide. It is really an honor for me that the religious circles would send you to work for me!"

It was the first time that Xiaochayou saw her father having such an attitude towards this man. She tilted her little head curiously, shrank closer to her brother, pinched her nipples and asked him, "Brother, who is this uncle?"

"This, this person is, is..."

"You ignorant little bumpkin! If you look at his clothes, you can tell that this is the Enlightenment Master of Youtong Sect!"

When Wei Xiuxiu heard what Xiao Chayou said, she immediately interrupted Wei Baizhan, who was speaking awkwardly, and explained to her proudly.

However, this was not a matter of flesh and blood. The little milk beast would not care about Wei Xiuxiu's tone. She did not notice Wei Xiuxiu's ridicule at all, and asked in a sweet voice, "Oil Bucket Cult? What about that?"

What is it? Are you making food?"

Wei Xiuxiu: "...?"

The babies did not deliberately lower their voices when talking, and the adults who were chatting could hear them.
Chapter completed!
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