Lu Luo poked Qi Xinzhu beside him and asked quietly:

"Has Lord Qiao Xing always spoke in this... unique tone?"

"Well, probably."

"That's OK."

The three of them watched Qiao Xing eat honestly, and except for feeding Qiao Xiaomi from time to time, they had no other words or actions.

But none of the three left here. Lu Luo and Qi Xinzhu wanted Qiao Xing to teach swordsmanship.

Bai Yuetong wanted to have a deep communication with Lu Luo.

Although Lu Luo punched her last night, it was embarrassing that she was, compared to the composition concept, these were trivial matters.

Not to mention anything else, even the jet three-dimensional maneuverable device mentioned by Lu Luo last time, if it can be realized, it will be a major improvement in component technology.

Because he wanted to chat with Qiao Xiaomi, Qiao Xing ate very slowly, and he seemed to be deliberately leaving the three of them here.

"Okay, I've finished eating, Xiaomi, next time you secretly tell your mom, is the food you cook too salty, okay?"

"Okay, I actually wanted to say it a long time ago."

After a few laughs, at noon, Lu Luo and the other two simply played with Qiao Xiaomi, basically nothing else was done.

Bai Yuetong and Qi Xinzhu are still a little hard to play because of their identities, but Lu Luo is different.

Although he was just playing with Qiao Xiaomi at the beginning with the purpose of approaching Qiao Xing, after playing for a while, he began to perfectly integrate into it.

It's like the king perfectly integrated into silver.

After accompanying Qiao Xiaomi, Bai Yuetong, Qi Xinzhu to play games such as Eagle Eating Chicken, Hide and Seek, she also told her several mythological stories.

Bai Yuetong and Qi Xinzhu looked at Lu Luo with different eyes.

"This guy is so good at raising children? Has he given birth to a child?"

Not only the two of them, but even Qiao Xing, who had always been very indifferent to him, saw his daughter's innocent smile and looked at Lu Luo with a smile.

His logic is also very simple. Perhaps Lu Luo really has a purpose, but at least he showed his sincerity.

Compared to those four horsemen reserves who are arrogant and rude and can only report their own family, Lu Luo is at least willing to really play with Qiao Xiaomi and have a lot of fun.

It was getting late, and the afternoon swordsmanship class was about to come, and Lu Luo clapped his hands at Qiao Xiaomi.

"Xiaomi, brother is going to study with your father soon. Will you play with you next time?"

Qiao Xiaomi looked at Lu Luo with some reluctance, then looked at Qiao Xing again, nodding regretfully and very sensible.

"Okay, I'll leave!"

"Go, Miss Bai, I'm in trouble."

Qiao Xing said to Bai Yuetong.

Bai Yuetong actually didn't want to leave at this time, but she couldn't refuse Qiao Xing's request at all.

"Okay, Lord Qiao Xing, then I'll take Xiaomi back."

“Be careful on the road.”

When Bai Yuetong turned around, she looked at Lu Luo specifically, but Lu Luo looked at his eyes and looked at his nose and nose, pretending not to see it.

Qiao Xing took Lu Luo and Qi Xinzhu back to the parish where the swordsmanship was taught.

Lu Yang, who had been paying attention to their direction, was staring at Lu Luo behind Qiao Xing.

"It's really Lu Luo! How could he be? And he is so close to Lord Qiao Xing. No, I have to find a chance to ask him."

...

Qiao Xing stood in front of the podium of the Sword Arts Parish and was about to speak when a dull roar suddenly came from the sky.

Boom!

The already gloomy sky became darker.

The changing weather made Qiao Xing stop and look at the sky.

In the wasteland, it is naturally not surprising that it rains, and Qiao Xing is not worried about these extraordinary people who only have muscles in their minds.

What he was worried about was his daughter who had just left the house, because after she handed the umbrella to him, he would lose the umbrella. He was not afraid of getting wet in the rain, but Qiao Xiaomi was still afraid.

Just as Qiao Xing was worried about Qiao Xiaomi, Bai Yuetong looked at the gloomy sky with a look of surprise.

This rain was simply timely rain! She pulled Qiao Xiaomi back to the parish.

"Xiaomi, it's going to rain soon. Why don't we go back to your dad's place?"

Qiao Xiaomi was a little moved, but hesitant.

"Dad once said that the diocese is a special area of ​​the church. We cannot stay here during the courses. He is the Archbishop and should strictly abide by it."

Bai Yuetong tilted her head and thought for a while.

"Although that's the case, we no longer have an umbrella. If we get rashly in the rain, there may be distortion, which is very dangerous."

"Well, Sister Yuetong is right. It's too dangerous to go back now. Let's go find dad!"

After Qiao Xiaomi figured it out, she ran to the suburbs like a wind.

...

At this time, it was already raining in the sky, and it was very heavy.

Qiao Xing was still staring at the sky in a daze, and had no intention of going back to the room.

Some of the students in the swordsmanship course choose to continue standing in place and use energy such as holy light, dark energy, and qi to isolate the rain.

Some people simply return to the eaves and hide from the rain for granted.

Only Lu Luo, with sadness on his face and joy on his heart, quickly sucked a wave of rain and restored some energy to himself as much as possible.

"Dad! Dad! Why are you getting wet in the rain? It's a terrible thing to get wet in the rain. It will cause distortion. If you become a monster, I will have no dad, woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-

The running Qiao Xiaomi hugged the pillar under the eaves, cried and shouted to Qiao Xing.

Qiao Xing came to his senses at this time. He looked at Qiao Xiaomi and laughed in silence.

The other students also wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare. Moreover, Qiao Xing's words followed made many people feel cold all over.

I saw Qiao Xing wave to his daughter.

"Dad is very awesome, so dad is not afraid of getting wet from the rain."

"Really?"

"Really." Qiao Xing nodded.

┗|O′|┛ao~~!

Qiao Xing, who restrained his smile, turned his head to look at the swordsman under the eaves, and said coldly:

"You guys go back, you won't use it tomorrow."

This sound was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for these students. The weak people were both confused and a little ashamed, but more people were still unbelievable.

"Mr. Qiao Xing, I am..."

"I care who you are, get out of here! Now!"

The man who spoke was blushing and wanted to put down some harsh words, but when he thought of Qiao Xing's reputation, he didn't dare.

In the end, the group of people who were hiding from the rain under the eaves were eliminated by Qiao Xing's words.

Lu Luo looked at the departing crowd, many of whom were members of the Four Knights, and was slightly surprised.
Chapter completed!