[Text] Chapter 63 Two hundred and sixty-five years old
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"My dear daughter, where are you?" Peng Liang shamelessly borrowed the donkey from the slope and directly acknowledged the identity of his daughter.
"Dad, I'm at the airport in the grassland, will you come and pick me up?" the daughter asked.
Peng Liang said: "My left leg is a little injured and I'm not suitable to pick you up. I'll let your mother go."
"Okay, dad, can you tell me how you hooked up with my mom? My mom even rejected that old turtle," the daughter asked.
Peng Liang said arrogantly: "You don't even see who I am, why do I need to chase your mother? Your mother took the initiative to pursue me."
Peng Liang wanted to continue bragging, but suddenly a young hand grabbed Peng Liang's ear, twisted it hard, and then the phone was taken away: "Don't listen to that guy's nonsense, where are you, I'll go
Pick you up."
Peng Liang was helpless. He had already become a master of Bajiquan, so why didn't he notice this little girl came in?
Seeing Zhao Xueting about to go out, Peng Liang quickly stopped her: "What is our daughter's name? I still don't know."
"What's our daughter? That's my daughter." Zhao Xueting said dissatisfied.
Peng Liang said: "It's useless if you don't admit it. My daughter already has me as her father."
Zhao Xueting rolled her eyes at him angrily: "Then you can ask your daughter's name yourself."
Peng Liang said quickly: "My dear, just tell me. I have already called my daughter, but you asked me to ask her name. How embarrassing."
"Her name is Zhao Yunxing. You can watch TV by yourself. I will pick her up at the airport." Zhao Xueting said.
After saying that, Zhao Xueting turned around and went out, but the moment she stepped out of the room, she heard Peng Liang muttering to himself: "Would it sound good to change my name to Peng Yunxing?"
Zhao Xueting smiled bitterly and shook her head, "This bad guy, my daughter won't change her surname."
After Zhao Xueting left, Peng Liang called home and learned that everything was safe at home. He felt relieved, ate the meal Zhao Xueting brought back, and watched TV boredly.
Not long after, the door was opened, and the first thing that caught his eye was a little girl.
Although she looks like she is still fourteen or fifteen years old, her bright eyebrows and bright teeth are already full of the charm of Chinese beauty and heavenly fragrance. The skin on her face that can be broken by a blow is as soft as condensed water. The most attractive thing is
Her eyes are full of endless temptation, and her hair is black and shiny, reaching to her waist. She looks like a fairy-like little princess.
The little girl jumped to Peng Liang's bed and asked, "Are you my daddy?"
"Of course, my dear daughter, how old are you this year?" Peng Liang stroked Zhao Yunxing's hair, it was so soft.
"I am only two hundred and sixty-five years old this year." Zhao Yunxing said sweetly.
Peng Liang rubbed his ears: "Well, maybe I didn't hear it clearly. Please say it again."
"I am two hundred and sixty-five years old today." Zhao Yunxing said dissatisfied.
Peng Liang is a little confused now. For his uncle, Peng Liang is only eighteen years old this year. Zhao Yunxing is more than two hundred years older than Peng Liang? According to the Chinese generation, originator, distant ancestor, Taizu, Liezu, Tian
Ancestor, great-grandfather, great-grandfather, grandfather, father, and then myself.
Peng Liang was now hesitating whether he should shout: "I don't know if the originator is coming, but I'm far away to welcome you, but I hope Haihan will come."
But I can't say this. You're obviously just a little loli, so why are you so old? Monsters and humans are just different.
Peng Liang turned to look at Zhao Xueting, who followed Zhao Yunxing in, and asked: "How old are you? I remember when I asked you before, you seemed to say something, and then didn't go on. You shouldn't be older than Zhao Yun
Xingxiao, shouldn’t he be over two thousand years old?”
"How can I be that old? I am only four hundred and sixty-five years old, which is exactly two hundred years older than Yunxing. I am a scorpion, and based on human age, I am about twenty years old." Zhao Xueting said.
After listening to Zhao Xueting's words, Peng Liang became depressed. Should he continue to be like this with Zhao Xueting? According to Zhao Xueting, four hundred and sixty-five years old is only equivalent to a human being's twenty years old? Doesn't that mean he can continue to be like this?
Live two thousand years? My life span is only a few decades. Isn’t it appropriate to continue like this?
When Zhao Xueting saw Peng Liang's expression, she knew what he was thinking. She sighed faintly and said, "I won't live long. It took five hundred years for a snake to turn into a dragon. The current aura of heaven and earth is simply not willing to allow me to turn into a dragon successfully."
Jiao, so I will die when I am five hundred years old. I only have forty-five years left, which is shorter than your lifespan."
Peng Liang was stunned for a moment, is there such a thing?
"Don't worry, ㊣(4) with me here, you will definitely become a dragon." Peng Liang said in a very firm tone.
"Wow! Dad is so handsome." Zhao Yunxing said excitedly.
Zhao Xueting didn't take Peng Liang's words seriously at all. Other things might be possible, but the possibility of this was too low. She said angrily: "A Jiao is a Jiao, and a dragon is a dragon. You can't even do this."
I can’t tell the difference, but I’m embarrassed to say it.”
Peng Liang didn't answer any questions and asked Zhao Yunxing: "My dear daughter, what kind of monster are you?"
Zhao Yunxing's face was a little gloomy: "I don't know what I am. I turned into my original form, just a puppy, but the lifespan of a dog demon is not that long. I am two hundred and sixty-five years old, and I am still in my childhood.
At this stage, if it is a dog demon, it should be an adult at two hundred years old."
Peng Liang asked strangely: "You monster clan don't know what kind of monster you are?"
"Then I don't know. Those elder-level monsters don't have time to pay attention to me. My identity is just an ordinary dog monster." Zhao Yunxing said depressedly.
Peng Liang pinched Zhao Yunxing's little face: "If you don't think clearly, then don't think about it. By the way, you have solved everything?"
"Yeah, I'm a computer expert. I changed the record in the ID card and changed it to Wang Jian and Wang Qiang killing each other. No one knew when Wang Qiang left, and Wang Jian was no longer in the clan at that time, and
The time to die was about the same, so it was easy to handle. Wang Qiang attacked Wang Jian in a sneak attack and severely injured Wang Jian. Then Wang Jian killed Wang Qiang. A few days later, Wang Jian died of his serious injuries," Zhao Yunxing said.
Peng Liang's face was full of surprise. It didn't take long to finish it completely? He was indeed a child prodigy.
Peng Liang happily kissed Zhao Yunxing hard on the face: "Good daughter, I love you to death, let daddy hug you."
Before Peng Liang could reach out, Zhao Yunxing was pulled away by Zhao Xueting: "You stinking gangster, you don't let even a child go, and you actually want to take advantage?"
A 265-year-old old monster actually calls her a child? He is also her father in name, right? So what if she hugs her?