latelenovela Chapter 653 Everyone performs their duties
Chapter 653 Everyone performs their duties
Given Bai Luoluo's system, it's unlikely that she could equip every disciple of the Goddess Sect with a powerful spiritual weapon.
They say that one of the inner disciples can effortlessly slash with a single blow, generating tens of thousands of pounds of force.
Even with a Dao artifact, a half-step Foundation Establishment cultivator can only exert a force of 100,000 jin.
Then there is only one possibility: the inner disciples of the Goddess Sect are all wielding Emperor-level weapons.
They still need to rely on the Earth Azure Ring to fully unleash the power of the Imperial Weapon. How did these people manage to control the Imperial Weapon?
Does the pink rabbit have this ability?
If it wasn't the pink rabbit who brought it to them, then who was it?
It's possible that there really are outsiders visiting the Goddess Sect.
Before these issues are clarified, they cannot immediately break ties with Bai Luoluo.
In the villa's back garden, Cui Meixin, Old Master Shangguan, and the Cui couple all stood there dumbfounded as punishment.
Perhaps for a long time to come, their task will be to look after several children.
But shouldn't it be a situation where one person pushes a stroller around, and when they feel like it, they take it out to kiss, play with, and lift it up high?
How……
Upon arriving in the new environment, the five members of Di Da Bao were not as anxious as everyone had expected.
Even though his father, mother, Black Wolf brothers, and others were nowhere to be found, he still entertained himself so much that he completely forgot himself.
Because Mu Zhen and his group have left, but the spirit of the artifact remains.
Unlike the small giant pit, the spirits can freely detach from their carriers and go out to play on their own.
Moreover, there is no distance limit.
When their owner needs them, they will summon them in time.
Within a thousand miles, you can get there in the blink of an eye!
At this moment, the Di Kunqin transformed into a physical form, which was a golden roc half a meter long.
It's just the right size to accommodate Emperor Dabao.
But I don't dare to fly too high with the baby; we just fly around on the lawn, close to the ground.
Di Dabao, like a seasoned veteran driver, sat on the back of the roc, gazing ahead.
Holding the large bird's feathers in one hand and occasionally slapping it with the other, it squawked and cried out, its meaning self-evident.
Let the roc keep flying, don't stop!
The little golden dragon wasn't with its two little dragon companions this time; instead, it wrapped its body around its young master and rolled around on the plastic mat.
This is a new way for Long Erbao to play, and he loves it.
On the other side of the lawn, Mu Sanbao sat strangely, letting the metal tongue of the Shadowless Dagger sweep back and forth across his neck.
Scratching an itchy spot will trigger a series of delightful laughs.
Fu Wubao seemed determined to keep the image of a quiet, sleeping beauty to the end; the pretty little baby was only wearing a diaper and was soaking in a large ball of blue water.
Like a large fetus still sleeping in the amniotic fluid of the mother's body.
If it weren't for the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest, Old Master Shangguan would have suspected that he might have drowned.
The most miserable one was Huangfu Zique, the Burning Heaven Fan. The little fireman had a numb face, letting Huangfu Sibao's mouth nibble on his head.
He didn't resist even though saliva trickled down his face.
Ah! It's a magical artifact that came to fight alongside its master, just like it did at the Heavenly Gate.
Look at the world now, what kind of awful lives are we all living?
It felt that it was now just a toddler toy with a greater level of intelligence than those ordinary toys.
What? You can go on strike if you're not happy?
Didn't you see that arrogant little witch with her spiky pigtails staring at them like a patrolling guard?
After Hantian took back those 80,000 sacred silkworm threads, which of them would dare to provoke him?
Putting aside the combat effectiveness of the spiky braid, its 100% damage reflection alone is unstoppable.
Hitting it will only hurt yourself.
Hantian Shou considered himself to be among the senior members of this group of artifact spirits.
His intelligence far surpasses that of others, thus he plays the role of a minor pitfall.
It specifically supervises these artifact spirits, and if they dare to slack off, it will chuckle and scratch them with its claws.
It's not as gentle as the Little Giant Pit.
It used to serve a great demon king!
This is the first time the little owner has experienced being away from his parents for an extended period of time, and he still needs to gradually get used to this routine.
This process will certainly not be easy, and once they get to the point, they will definitely cause a ruckus.
But the owners have important things to do now and don't have time to take care of the children.
Then they can only help them get used to it.
Cui Meixin and the other three were still standing there in a daze, unable to believe that everything happening before their eyes was real.
The world is really about to change drastically!
If a fan and a zither can develop sentience, what can't become sentient?
Oh my, Ya'er really has a way with things.
Who says kids are hard to raise? They don't even need to lift a finger; they can have a blast on their own!
"Oh dear, Erbao looks like he's about to cry. Did he poop?" Cui Meixin noticed that Long Erbao seemed to be pouting, so she quickly ran over to check.
Sure enough, the diaper was wet with urine.
For the rest of the time, the human and the spirit of the artifact seemed to have reached a tacit and perfect consensus.
The four people were responsible for taking care of the babies' eating, drinking, and toileting needs, while the spirit was responsible for making the children happy.
With everyone doing their part, surprisingly, not a single cry was heard in the yard until the babies were tired from playing and fell asleep together.
Grandma Cui sat back down in her chair, exhausted, not physically, but mentally.
Because those artifact spirits are too restless; they're always either running or flying.
How can they possibly keep track of all of that?
"It would be better to get five strollers so we can push them around more easily. Who takes care of children like this?"
Grandpa Cui withdrew his loving gaze from the five small beds and praised with a smile, "Didn't you hear what Ya'er said?"
They are not ordinary children.
"Look at this stamina and energy! You think you can just push it around for a short walk?"
Tsk tsk tsk! If those four were really to lead this, this old body would probably be worn out.
Look at that dagger; for an entire hour, its tongue never stopped moving for a single second.
Who can bear this?
They didn't want the nannies involved; they wanted the families to know how much fun the children were having under their watchful eyes.
Then we can only maintain it in the current way.
However, once the Pei family elders arrive tomorrow, I believe everyone will feel a bit more relaxed.
Besides, before the training ground is completed, Ya'er and Zi Que will come to the villa to stay at night, so the little ones shouldn't feel too uncomfortable.
At the entrance of a private sanatorium owned by the Long family.
The two older sisters and their husbands, along with Long Dashuai's younger brother, Uncle Long Er, and his family of three, hurriedly got out of the car.
Everyone's face bore an unbearable pain.
When Uncle Long saw his two nieces, his eyes filled with even more sorrow, but he still held onto a sliver of hope: "What happened? Why did you call us all here?"
The two Long sisters looked as if the sky had fallen.
Sister Long shook her head, her voice hoarse: "I don't know, Dad told us to come!"
If everyone is required to be present, what other reason could it be besides the sudden passing of the old man?