"Aren't you hot like this?"
Meng Jing looked at the masked girl in front of him with a dark look on his face.
The girl noticed that Meng Jing was staring at her closely, and she lowered her head subconsciously, not daring to raise her head to look at Meng Jing.
"This is a throwing knife for you!"
Meng Jing said, taking out three flying knives from the ring, and took out the three flying knives.
Suddenly, a wisp of green smoke drifted out from Meng Jing's hand.
Soon, after the green smoke dissipated, three tall figures appeared.
These three tall figures looked at Meng Jing.
"dad!"
Childish voices came from the mouths of the three children, and Meng Jing also helplessly pushed away the impulse of the three people to pounce on him.
"I'm not your father!"
Then, as he spoke, he pointed his finger at the third girl, and continued to say: "This will be your new master in the future, follow him well!"
After saying that, the three immature children turned around and looked at the woman Meng Jing was pointing to with their big eyes.
"Dad, is this mom?"
"Dad, why is mom wearing a hood?"
"Yeah, why doesn't mom speak!"
The three children were pestering Meng Jing and making noisy noises. Meng Jing also felt as if his head was about to explode.
The sound of the system that I harvested and recycled was not as annoying as these three children. These three children kept pestering me, which was also the reason why I never wanted to keep these three throwing knives.
However, I couldn't bear the noise of these three children.
Will this introverted girl also feel a headache?
Thinking about it, Meng Jing raised his eyes and focused on the girl.
At this moment, the girl did not lower her head. Instead, she gently stroked the heads of the three little boys.
"How do you like it?"
Meng Jing asked.
When the girl heard this, she nodded.
"Then you sign a contract with these three little guys, and this will be yours from now on!"
With that said, Meng Jing handed the three flying knives in his hand to Zhao Ya. Zhao Ya also stretched out a jade hand and carefully took the three flying knives.
These three flying knives are small and exquisite.
In addition to the rust on the surface of their previous flying knives, under the polishing of Elder Su Huo, the three flying knives returned to their previous brand-new appearance.
If you can't beat anyone, you'll just lose your child.
Anyway, there are three kids here.
Moreover, the strength of these three little brats had already been absorbed and broken through to the realm of little spiritual masters when they were in the Xiao family.
Three small spiritual master level experts are enough to compare with one great spiritual master level expert!
Protecting this Zhao Ya shouldn’t be a problem!
The most important thing is that these three little kids are too noisy. It cannot be said that they are too noisy, but more of too lively.
Meng Jing doesn't like children who are too lively, but Zhao Ya, an introverted girl, likes them very much.
Maybe because she was in a drama troupe before, Zhao Ya is very interested in children.
You know, most of the people coming to this theater troupe are children.
Hopefully, these three little guys can bring Zhao Ya out of the shadows.
"Let's improve our cultivation first!"
Seeing the joy on Zhao Ya's face, Meng Jing interrupted the other party and took out a spiritual stone from the ring and handed it directly to the other party.
The other party also took the spirit stone, thanked Meng Jing, and then took the three little kids to find a place to start practicing.
Now, three of the five members of the Zhao family have started practicing.
There are still two people left.
One is Zhao Yuxuan, the adopted son of Zhao family leader Zhao Wuji, and the other is...
What's it called?
Meng Jing was stunned!
The big guy's name is Zhao Kuan, the handsome boy's name is Zhao Bai, and the girl's name is not to mention Zhao Ya.
As for the name of this last young man, Meng Jing couldn't remember it for a while!
"Oh yes, I forgot to ask!"
Suddenly, Meng Jing also remembered why he couldn't remember this young man's name.
That day, he picked out the other person in the Zhao family at a glance. Before he could ask about his name, Zhao Yuxuan came to cause trouble!
"What's your name?"
Meng Jing looked at the young man and asked.
The young man in simple clothes was about to speak when Zhao Yuxuan on the side gave him a sharp push and pushed him aside.
The other party also didn't notice that Zhao Yuxuan would push him hard, and he fell to the ground.
"Haha, a poor boy dares to queue in front of me!"
Zhao Yuxuan, who pushed the young man back, also glanced at the young man with disdain, and then looked at Meng Jing with fiery eyes and an expression full of expectation.
"Hurry, hurry, it's my turn. Do you have anything good for me?"
Zhao Yuxuan also stretched out his hand very shamelessly and asked.
Meng Jing rolled his eyes at Zhao Yuxuan and ignored him. Instead, he leaned down and glanced at the young man.
The young man fell to the ground. Unfortunately, there was a sharp stone on the ground, and one of his legs hit the stone.
At this time, blood was flowing.
"May I have your name?"
Meng Jing asked.
At the same time as he finished speaking, Meng Jing stretched out another hand. On that hand, there was a trace of spiritual energy floating on the fingertips.
After this trace of spiritual energy appeared, he shot it lightly towards the young man's injured leg.
Soon, the bleeding wound on the young man's leg disappeared in the blink of an eye, without even a scar.
This made the injured young man on the ground also look surprised.
Immediately, he raised his head with an expression full of gratitude towards Meng Jing.
"Thank you for your help, sir. My name is Zhao Hai!"
Meng Jingcheng nodded and was about to pull the young man up when Zhao Yuxuan walked over again, raised his foot and kicked the young man on the back.
The young man who was already unable to stand still leaned forward because of this kick.
Fortunately, Meng Jing caught the opponent and helped him in time when his face was about to hit the ground.
"what you do?"
Meng Jing looked at the guy and asked unbearably.
This guy is actually looking for trouble in front of him!
Meng Jing originally thought that the other party was young and energetic, but Meng Jing didn't expect that the other party would get worse!
Provoke your own bottom line again and again!
Zhao Yuxuan was also startled by Meng Jing's cold shout, but soon, an arrogant expression appeared on his face again.
"Why are you beating me? You are a scumbag who only has the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Although I don't know how you defeated me that day, you are just a scumbag who only has the Spiritual Transformation Realm. It's really rubbish all together!"
"Haha, you think a person in the realm of spiritual practitioners is very powerful, don't you?"
Meng Jing looked at the other party and sneered.
I don’t know where his pride comes from as a spiritual practitioner.
It’s the kind of person who doesn’t take others seriously!
After saying that, the other party laughed with great disdain.
"Haha, what's the matter? I am a spiritual cultivator. If you have the ability, you can ask him to break through to the spiritual cultivator realm and show me!"
Hearing these words, Meng Jing glanced at the young man, who also lowered his head.
"Are you so willing to be talked about by him, are you so willing to be a waste?"
Meng Jing asked the young man.
The young man remained silent, but Meng Jing saw that after he finished speaking, the fists under the young man's arms were clenched tightly.
Then, not long after, he raised his head again and looked at Meng Jing.
"I'm not willing to be a loser all the time, and I'm not willing to be bullied like this!"
