"Chubby and roly-poly, here comes the Taoist riding a flying pig for a visit!"
"Could it be Taiyi True Man, no, Taiyi True Man arriving?"
Hearing the report from his Personal Soldiers, Li Jing couldn't help but stand up, full of joy as he spoke.
"Please!"
"Welcome!"
"No!"
"I'll go welcome him myself!"
With those words, before the Personal Soldiers could react, Li Jing had already gotten up and strode out in large steps.
When he arrived at the gate of the residence, he saw the tall figure with some baby fat, Taiyi True Man, squatting there with a helpless and awkward expression.
And Nezha, no, it was Nezha scampering up and down his body like a little monkey. Sometimes he even plucked Taiyi's beard painfully, making him grimace in pain.
Mrs. Yin, with her hair combed in a woman's hairstyle and her face full of tenderness, hurried forward and admonished:
"Zhua'er!"
"Don't be naughty!"
