Although Xia Chenghan is a man, he is very good at housework. Not only that, after cleaning the house, Xia Chenghan made two more dishes and one soup.

It just so happened that Qingxian has been raining all the time in the past two days, the air is very humid, and there is moisture inside and outside the house, so it is best to drink the damp-relieving soup.

Xia Chenghan gave Xia Yan a bowl of damp-removing soup, and also picked up all the ribs in the soup and put them in Xia Yan's bowl, saying, "Drink the soup after eating, and then drink it. This damp-removing soup is the most suitable now."

Xia Yan responded and lowered his head to eat. Xia Chenghan's cooking skills are very good. Although he is not as good as a chef, the food he cooks has a very home-cooked meal.

Xia Yan had eaten cold rice and rotten vegetables before, and also had delicacies from mountains and seas, but he had never eaten the so-called meal that could taste the taste of becoming a monk.

It’s not that Xia Yan is pretentious, but that when something she has never owned becomes something she takes for granted overnight, not everyone can experience it.

"Come on, Yan Yan, this chicken leg is the tenderest."

"Dad, you eat too."

"Hey, eat quickly, don't pay attention to me, dad can pick it up by himself."

After a meal, the atmosphere was very warm. After packing up the dishes and dumping the garbage, Xia Yan suddenly remembered what Xiaolongzhu said before, looked up at Xia Chenghan who was sitting on the sofa, staring at him tightly, and then...

Xia Yan saw that there was indeed a thin and thick black mist floating on each of Xia Chenghan's shoulders. She asked in her heart: "Does this mean my father has a wound on his shoulder?"

"That's right." Xiaolongzhu said slowly, "You can try to use spiritual power to govern your father."

Xia Yan did not refuse, but said to Xia Chenghan: "Dad, I'll give you a massage."

"Hmm?" Xia Chenghan was stunned for a moment, but after reacting, a smile appeared on his face, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Okay, my shoulders are sour, just come and try my daughter's skills."

Upon hearing this, Xia Yan stepped forward, stood behind Xia Chenghan, reached out and placed his hands on his shoulders, and then started massage.

Originally, Xia Chenghan agreed to get close to his daughter, and did not have much expectation for Xia Yan's massage skills. After all, let alone Xia Yan had never learned massage. She was just as thin as Xia Yan and had no strength to massage him.

But when Xia Yan really started massage, slowly, Xia Chenghan found that his initial thought seemed to be wrong-

"Huh? It's really a lot more comfortable, Yan Yan, when did you learn how to massage?"

Xia Chenghan's tone was surprised and happy. He had symptoms of shoulder and neck muscle strain, but when Xia Yan started to knead his shoulders, his shoulders really relaxed a lot, as if a warm current was injected, making his muscles no longer so stiff.

Xia Yan smiled without saying a word, looking at his hands falling on Xia Chenghan's shoulders, a faint light in his eyes passed by-

In addition to the appropriate techniques, it is more important that when she was massaged by Xia Chenghan, she secretly penetrated the warm coolness in her palm into Xia Chenghan's muscles, so that he could eliminate fatigue and damage.

It turns out that this is what Xiaolongzhu calls spiritual power. Xia Yan feels that the rain of bullets and bullets she has experienced before, and the life and death are even worse than what she has experienced in just a few days after her rebirth.

Before, Xiaolongzhu said she wanted her to save people. She thought it was the so-called "slaughtering the strong and helping the weak", and why did she do it? Unexpectedly, its so-called "salvation of people" was done by this method.

If she didn't believe it very much before, but after seeing that it was effective when she saw that it was effective, she believed that it was true.

Xia Yan lowered his head and glanced at the black fog gathered on Xia Chenghan's shoulders on the left and right sides, slowly weakening and fading. She had tried how effective this spiritual power was before, but she didn't expect it could be used to save people.

"Will there be any bad side effects like this?" Xia Yan asked.

"What are the side effects?" Xiaolongzhu asked back.

"The adverse effects that occur along with the main effect."

"No." Xiaolongzhu answered very affirmatively, and was a little angry, because Xia Yan's words made it feel that its strength was questioned-

This is its spiritual power, which is beneficial without any harm. How could it have any side effects that she said? And not only that, being treated by its spiritual power can even prolong life.

Xia Yan didn't know if he didn't hear the irritation of the little dragon ball or turned a deaf ear, but instead asked, "How many people do I need to save?"

"It depends on the matter." Although the little dragon ball was angry, Xia Yan asked, and it was not easy to answer, saying, "It's gone, I can go."

"So calm?" Xia Yan raised his brows slightly and said, "Are you in a hurry to leave?"

"I've been waiting for many years, so there's no need to hurry up."

Although the little dragon ball's speaking speed was still slow, Xia Yan could still hear some expectations from its tone.

But thinking about it is true. Judging from the meaning of the little dragon ball, it used to be a character, but it was harmed by others and then left in the dragon ball.

Although he was still conscious, he could only stay in the Dragon Ball. The little Dragon Ball said before that before he met her, it could not communicate with anyone at all. It was okay to have been so lonely for so many years without being driven crazy.

Now that I have the opportunity to see the light of day again, how can I remain indifferent?

wrong!

Xia Yan raised his eyebrows slightly. The reason why the little dragon ball was trapped was because it was harmed by a traitor. Then its biggest wish was not to see the light of day again, but to avenge his shame.

The Little Dragon Ball is an ancient god (beast?), so its enemies also come from the ancient ones? But how can Xiao Dragon Ball be sure that the other party is not dead?

"Don't worry, if he does not die, he will not die."

"Speak human words."

"...We are like you said... immortality, serious injury, or like me, we are sleeping in the bloodline, waiting for those who are destined to be."

The little dragon ball speaks slowly, and it is not suitable for speaking vernacular, so it is a bit difficult to explain.

After hearing Xiaolongzhu's explanation, Xia Yan nodded slightly, but did not speak anymore. At this time, she glanced at Xia Chenghan's shoulders, and the black fog on both sides had completely disappeared, so she stopped.

Xia Chenghan stood up from the sofa, then moved his shoulders, and he felt completely relaxed. A happy and proud smile appeared on his face, and said to Xia Yan: "My daughter is so amazing."

Xia Yan smiled but said nothing. Just as the father and daughter were having fun, someone suddenly knocked on the door outside and shouted: "Chenghan, Yanyan, are you at home?"

Xia Chenghan's face changed, while Xia Yan lowered his eyes and lowered the sarcastic coldness in his eyes.

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Next chapter... Ni Meng guessed, will Dad Xia hit someone? [Twist] Girls, don’t just watch but not collect, and don’t just collect but not click. In this way, Erxuan will have no motivation.
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