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Chapter 30 Bullying him at the lottery table

The surrounding fog receded, and everything became clear.

Ning Yue stood in the open space and looked around, and found that she was in Lingqing Sect.

Today, the Lingqing Sect is like a bustling market, with smiles on the faces of guests coming and going.

Is this a happy event?

Ning Yue could not be seen in the memories. She walked forward quickly and quickly found the source of the excitement.

It turns out that today is the second birthday party of the young master of the Lingqing Sect, and the master and his wife of the Lingqing Sect have given birth to a daughter.

Although the little girl is young, her yet-to-be-grown facial features can be seen as a combination of her parents' advantages, and her porcelain-white skin has a pearl-like luster.

At this time, the little baby was sitting happily on the table, surrounded by a bunch of small objects waiting to be drawn.

When she was one year old last year, her parents went out. This year, they made up for her with a grand birthday party.

Ning Yue's biological father, Ning Cheng, is a handsome man with a face as beautiful as a crown jewel. His brows are gentle and gentle, his temperament is elegant, and his eyes are like gurgling spring water, giving people a feeling of spring breeze when he looks at people.

Only then did Ning Yue realize that the original owner's facial features were like her father's, beautiful and gentle, not too aggressive.

The little "Ning Yue" crawled around under the doting eyes of her parents, smiling brightly. The adults around her included people from the Xianshan Sect and Xitianmen who came to congratulate her, as well as people from other small sects. .

At this time, the three major immortal sects had a very good relationship and often communicated with each other.

The little baby babbling several times, finally stopped in front of a peach wood sword. She stretched out her little hand as white and fat as a lotus root, trying to pick up the peach wood sword.

But the Taomu Sword was still too big for a little baby, so Xiao Ningyue could only hold it in her arms, giggling and looking very happy.

Seeing this scene, everyone immediately understood and congratulated Ning Cheng: "She is indeed the daughter of a sword cultivator and his wife! She has a special liking for swords at a young age. Brother Ning is really lucky. From now on, the daughter will inherit the father's legacy!"

Ning Cheng was naturally happy and waved his hand to invite everyone to sit down, ready to officially start the birthday party.

At this time, a child who looked younger than Xiao Ningyue climbed onto the corner of the table. It was a little boy.

He wore an exotic robe and a bright gold-encrusted forehead balm on his head, with a ruby ​​in the center of the forehead.

The little boy looked even more beautiful than Ning Yue. His skin was as cold and white as fine jade, especially his obsidian eyes, which were stunningly beautiful.

Ning Yue actually recognized this as a miniature version of Luo Yan at a glance.

She could remember those eyes for a lifetime, they were so beautiful.

The little boy came to the table and quickly attracted the little girl's attention. Although he climbed up, he chose to sit quietly at the table, looking at the small objects on the table, his eyes full of peace.

Xiao Ningyue was very curious about him, and she silently put down the peach wood sword in her hand and crawled towards Xiao Luoyan.

At this time, Ning Cheng and his wife were greeting everyone to sit down, chatting happily and not paying attention to what their daughter was doing.

Xiao Ningyue stretched out her soft little hand and slapped it on Luo Yan's arm, which was about the same size as herself. As if curious, she grabbed his arm with both hands and started to squeeze it.

It felt really good, and the little girl smiled even more.

Xiao Luoyan just looked at her quietly and let her do whatever she wanted.

Xiao Ningyue touched his body with her hands, and when he saw that he was silent, she regarded him as a lottery gift prepared by her parents for her.

Finally, she touched the little boy's face.

Xiao Luoyan actually didn't like having his face touched, so he moved back, but Xiao Ningyue took the initiative to step forward again, rubbing her hands back and forth on Xiao Luoyan's face.

Even so, the little boy was still not angry, but he didn't look happy.

Ning Yue sweated in her heart for little Ning Yue. She knew that all the calm before the storm was an illusion.

Sure enough, when the little girl finally couldn't help but be curious, she pulled off the forehead mop on the boy's head and broke it off, little Luo Yan burst into tears.

Xiao Ningyue didn't expect this thing to be so fragile, and she was anxious to put it back together, but to no avail. Now Luo Yan cried even harder.

Ning Yue: "..." I didn't expect that the original owner was a naughty kid when he was a child, and he could make others cry when they first met...

Originally, at this time, the Xianshan Sect couple was praising their eldest son Zhao Chengyu. They said Chengyu was about the same age as Ning Yue, and praised how talented he was. Finally, they proposed that the two families arrange a baby marriage.

Ning Cheng was quite satisfied after hearing this and felt happy in his heart so he agreed. Unexpectedly, he suddenly heard the cry of a child in his ears.

Everyone followed the sound and looked over, and finally saw the two milk dolls that had been left on the lottery table by the adults. They were golden boys and beautiful girls, and they were very eye-catching.

But the little boy's eyes were red and big tears fell from his cheeks. He looked quite aggrieved.

The little girl in front of him raised her hands and waved them up and down, saying indistinctly: "Bu wow, Bu wow, Bu... Bu is crying."

She probably wanted him to stop crying, but unfortunately she didn't have all her teeth and couldn't speak clearly.

The little boy looks very good even when he is crying. Xiao Ningyue likes it very much!

Seeing that she couldn't wipe away his tears no matter how hard she stretched out her hands, she actually stuck out her tongue to lick him, as if she was kissing his cheek.

This scene was very interesting in the eyes of adults. Lin Yin and Ning Cheng were startled and quickly picked her up.

"What happened to our Yue'er?"

The couple saw that the child looked familiar, so they couldn't help but ask, "Whose child is that?"

The Luo family finally realized that Luo Yan was missing, and their expressions changed when they saw him climbing directly onto the protagonist's lottery table. "Who asked the young master to go there! Get him back quickly!"

At that time, Luo Yan's parents had just been killed, and he was still the young sect leader with the most authentic bloodline in the Xitian Clan.

Ning Cheng and Luo Yan's parents were old acquaintances. When he heard that he was the young master of the Xitian Clan, he took a closer look at him and saw the smell of an old friend in his facial features. Ning Cheng felt emotional for a moment.

Knowing that Luo Yan had just lost his parents, Ning Cheng felt pity in his heart, and he picked up Luo Yan before the Luo family.

"What's wrong with this child? Why is he crying like this?"

Luo Yan grabbed the broken forehead in grievance. It was a relic left to him by his parents, but it was broken.

Ning Cheng was as meticulous as a hair and quickly discovered the problem. He used magic to restore the forehead wipe and helped Luo Yan put it on again.

"Poor child, if your parents' spirits in heaven know that you are so sad, they will be sad."

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The intersection between Ning Yue and Luo Yan doesn't stop there.

When Ning Yue was five years old, as soon as she left the sect, she saw Luo Yan being pushed to the ground and bullied by Luo Tianchuan and other children. His face was swollen and his nose was bleeding.

"What are you doing! Let him go!"

The little boys saw that a little girl was not a deterrent, so they continued to beat Luo Yan.

Ning Yue was ignored and did not sit still. She rushed up and pushed Luo Tianchuan away.

Luo Tianchuan was unprepared and was pushed to the ground. His hands were bruised.

"What does it have to do with you if we beat him!"

"If you want to fight, you can't fight in front of my house. Since you are fighting in front of my house, I have to take care of it!"

Although Xiao Ningyue was small, she was no less powerful. She had her hands on her hips and her eyes were firm, as if she wanted to fight Luo Tianchuan and the others to the end.

"Do you also want to fight with us?"

Ning Yue took out the peach wood sword, not afraid at all, "Okay, I'm just practicing my sword practice!"

Of course Luo Tianchuan knew who Ning Yue was, and he even knew that she came from a family of sword cultivators.

At this time, Ning Yue had learned basic swordsmanship under the guidance of her father.

Even though she was holding a mahogany sword, the moves she wielded were not something that ordinary children could parry.

The little boys finally left, leaving behind a message: "If you can, you will protect him for the rest of his life. As long as he comes home, I will beat him to death!"

(End of this chapter)