The Milk Bag I Picked up Cannot Be the Villain

A Xiao feels that picking up people is not a good habit. After all, among the senior brother and junior sister who picked it up, one wants his own immortal bone spirit root, and the other is handing the knife next to him. In order to cultivate a guardian steadily in the few time he had, Axiao had no choice but to pick up a small milk bag and go to the mortal world to refine weapons and draw talismans on his left hand. When he was a right-handed Milk Baby, he accidentally became a great master in the world of cultivation. Seeing the thriving little milk bag bursting with endless talents and being very well-behaved and eager to learn, A-Xiao was relieved that he was finally a good child. But on a dark and windy night, the little naughty boy turned into a naughty boy. Especially when he looked exactly like the demon king who was destroyed by the heavens, Axiao shivered. No, the junior brother I picked up cannot be a villain! A certain young man smiled evilly: Senior sister, is it time to settle the score between us? A Xiao:? Junior Brother: You secretly kissed me, hugged me, watched me take a shower, made me make so many promises, and you want to default on your debt if you don't return them? * The feared demon king in the three realms was resurrected. He unexpectedly became a child and was picked up by a unruly woman. In order to protect her ruined forest, he was banned. What can I do? I can only do good deeds silently, accumulate merit, and then deceive that woman. When I recover, I will go to the thirty-second heaven to take revenge! But after he recovered, he fell in love with his wife and children.