Vol 2 Chapter 1220: .You just hid under my **** for Mao

Did Daddy and Jin Ming think they were planted in a pit? Go digging for Mao to find himself ah ah ah ah...

Moreover, the baby also found out where he was. The distance between Feng Che and Jin Ming was almost a few hundred meters high. The baby looked around and found that he was lying on a bed full of flames, eh... ...Simple beds, fire beds...

"Where is this? How come there is such a wonderful bed?" The baby murmured suspiciously as he touched the flames under him.

Although these flames are hot, they are not harmful to the baby. The baby only feels the heat, but not hot...

After thinking about it, it’s better for the baby to decide to go and find his daddy first, but looking at this height, I think it’s better to let Jin Ming and daddy follow their own before jumping off...

"Daddy, Daddy, I'm here!" The baby shouted to Feng Che who was digging below.

Of course, Feng Che and Jin Ming didn't seem to hear the baby's voice at all. They were still digging the soil and shouting the baby's name. The baby was dumbfounded! Because Mao himself could hear the voices of his father and Jin Ming, they couldn't hear his own voice...

The baby tried a few more times, and the result was still the same. She could hear Feng Che and Jin Ming very clearly, but how she shouted, Feng Che and Jin Ming below could not hear...

At this time, a weak voice came from under the baby's ass: "Ahem, ahem..."

The baby was startled when he heard the sound, and hurriedly got up and stood aside, looking at the place where he was sitting just now. After a while, he finally saw an old man with a white beard. Now he should be said to be an old man with a black and white beard, because of his white beard. There is not much left of the beard, and the rest are burnt to darkness...

His face was also burnt and pitch-black, and the old man’s hair was faintly visible. The clothes on the old man’s body were fortunately a high-grade armor, which was burnt black but not burned out, old man Weakly sat up slowly, breathing out smoke rings one by one in his mouth, looking very embarrassed...

"Grandpa, you just hid under my **** for Mao?" The baby looked at the old man and asked very puzzled.

"You...you...I...oh..." Hearing the baby's words, the old man finally breathed smoothly, he was breathless and almost fainted.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" The baby asked, looking at the old man in a puzzled manner.

"You said I'm okay? What the **** are you? Because Mao hit me when I was cultivating? If it weren't for you, the old man wouldn't be like this. You dare to ask me if something is all right! I'm so angry ah ah ah..." The old man finally passed his anger and said angrily at the baby.

"Tsk tusk tusk, grandpa deceives people but grows a bull nose! You said you were cultivating here? How could it be possible? If you really practice here, would you still be burned so embarrassed?" The baby looked at the old man. Scorched and embarrassed, he said obviously in disbelief.

Old man...

"I was cultivating here, otherwise, what am I doing here? Why do you think I became like this? It's not because you suddenly fell down, disrupted my magic circle, and knocked me out at a critical juncture in my practice. , Let me be bitten back, did I become like this? Otherwise, do you think I will be so embarrassed?" The old man looked at the baby and said angrily.

Knowing this would happen, he would not choose to practice in retreat this time...