Seventy-Nine Transformations

When Duan Rong suddenly appeared and startled Shen'er and Qian'er into wailing, he immediately began making comical movements to amuse the two children.

First, he imitated Zhu Bajie's walk, deliberately pretending to have a huge belly, rubbing the nonexistent paunch as he waddled along.

The moment the two children saw his novel, ridiculous appearance, they stopped crying at once, their round, darting eyes fixed on him.

Then Duan Rong suddenly clasped his hands behind his back, leaned forward, and imitated a rooster strutting in circles, clucking as he turned.

This time, not only did the two children laugh, but Xiao Yu and Li Baoyue burst out laughing as well.

Shen'er, already half a year old, laughed especially merrily. As he laughed, his little legs kicked wildly, and Li Baoyue barely managed to hold him tight.

After amusing the two children, Duan Rong walked over and gathered Shen'er and Qian'er into his arms. Looking at the two children, delicate as jade carvings, his heart filled with joy.

The two children also stared intently at the person holding them.

Li Baoyue smiled. "They really are your own children. Look how well-behaved they are in your arms. They are not fussing at all."

Shen'er was a little older and seemed curious. He stretched out his tiny hand and touched Duan Rong's face. Duan Rong turned his head and kissed that little hand. Shen'er gave a delighted laugh, and his legs began kicking wildly again.

That sudden kicking made Li Baoyue's face change. Afraid Shen'er might fall, she immediately wrapped her arms around him protectively and cried, "Careful!"

"It is fine. He will not fall," Duan Rong said. Not to mention that he had already reached the Cave Illumination Realm—even his former grappling techniques, which fused the strengths of a hundred schools, would have