Nishang looked around Xu Qingyang and sneered, "If Kuimu hadn't said it, I wouldn't have believed that the person with this appearance is you."
Qingyang Zhenren, who used to cherish his appearance, is now willing to live in an ordinary appearance, which is really surprising.
He doesn't know what time has done to him to make a person change so much. It's like he has completely changed. Even the arrogance and arrogance from before are gone.
Xu Qingyang's face turned dark, "Can you say something humane with your mouth!"
Obviously not.
Master Nishang asked displeasedly: "What happened in the past eighteen years? Why does my uncle never contact us, but he can't trust me!"
Xu Qingyang sighed softly, "To be honest, I have lived quite well in the past eighteen years. If the children at home had not accidentally leaked the scarecrow puppet and attracted Kuimu, I would not have planned to meet you now."
As he spoke, he seemed a little dissatisfied with Nishang's sudden visit.
Master Nishang frowned, his cold eyes were like knives, his nose was slightly open, and he was so angry that he could not speak.
She has always been unable to talk about Xu Qingyang's mouth, but if she can't talk, she can beat him.
Xu Yue stood in the courtyard and watched the two of them talking happily. Suddenly, Master Nishang stabbed her father with a spear. It was so fierce and fast that the two of them flew into the sky.
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"Look at the gun!" Master Nishang shouted fiercely, raised the gun and stabbed him. Xu Qingyang quickly dodged, but a strand of green hair was cut off.
The hair was particularly bright under the sunlight, almost dazzling Nishang's eyes. She asked in disbelief:
"Why is Uncle Master's hair turning green?!"
Could it be that he was poisoned?
Master Nishang's heart moved, and he put away his gun unconsciously, looking at the livid man in front of him with a sympathetic look.
But without warning, the opponent suddenly took action, and a formation disk fell into the air. In a flash of light, the killing formation was already deployed.
Xu Qingyang was not in a hurry, jumped out of the formation, and immediately activated the killing formation.
Master Nishang sneered, "It's a small skill, but with my uncle's current cultivation, this killing formation is full of flaws. Let me break them one by one!"
Xu Yue thought at first that the two were really fighting, and felt nervous.
Seeing the two men moving with murderous intent and no mercy at all, Xu Yue felt that she was about to be doomed.
But just when she was deeply worried about her father's life, the formation suddenly dropped, and Master Nishang was actually trapped in it.
But she came out very quickly, and when they met again, they couldn't help laughing, looking wanton.
Xu Yue: "." I really don't understand the thoughts of you cultivators!
"That child, come here." Master Nishang suddenly called.
Xu Yue looked around blankly, she was the only one who could barely be regarded as a 'child', then she pointed at herself and asked silently: Me?
"Yes, it's you." Nishang's face remained cold. She looked like a vicious female supporting character in a fairy tale who was powerful but always opposed to the protagonist.
Xu Yue felt that she wanted to kill herself all the time.
But it turned out that this was just her illusion. How could her father's old friend not be a good person?
Master Nishang stretched out his hand and grasped the valve on Xu Yue's wrist. A strong spiritual power suddenly surged into his veins. Xu Yue frowned and took a breath of cold air.
"Spiritual roots are so complicated. Without the help of suitable exercises and elixirs, foundation building will be hopeless."
After a while, Master Nishang withdrew his spiritual power, shook his head and said regretfully.
Xu Qingyang believed that a miracle would happen, "She just had an epiphany."
Master Nishang raised her eyebrows. She knew that she had eaten the spicy chicken in her little apprentice's hand, "How to cook?"
Xu Yue nodded, her eyes moving quickly between the two of them. The two faces looked younger and more energetic than hers, but they spoke like an old man, full of elder care, which seemed awkward no matter how they looked.
"This is our first meeting. I came in a hurry and didn't prepare any meeting gifts. So I will give you this magic weapon."
Master Nishang suddenly pulled out a silver hairpin from his head and handed it to Xu Yue.
Xu Yue received the signal from her father, accepted the gift, bowed and thanked: "Thank you, fairy."
"You still call me fairy?" Master Nishang reminded with dissatisfaction, "Call me sister!"
Xu Yue held the hairpin in her hand and immediately felt the strong spiritual power fluctuations coming from it. It was definitely a good thing.
He was soft-hearted and decisively called out the title, "Young lady, thank you fairy elder sister~"
Nishang raised her lips and smiled, "You can't count on your father. If any blind person dares to bully you in the future, just report my name!"
"If he still doesn't know what to do, you sacrifice Su Chai. There is a ray of my soul's power there. Under the golden elixir, both body and soul will be destroyed."
Xu Yue held the Su Chai, her heart was ecstatic, what a powerful magic weapon!
This is the first serious magic weapon she gained when she came to the world of cultivation.
"Sister, I will take good care of it and try not to need it."
Xu Yue no longer doubted that the other party had some ulterior relationship with her father. A powerful female cultivator like Nishang Zhenren would never fall in love with her father.
Master Nishang's expression softened a little, and he said to Xu Qingyang: "Uncle Master, if there is any shortage, just let me know. I don't have anything else in the Murong family, and there are many magic weapons and spiritual weapons."
Xu Qingyang smiled lightly, "No, as long as you don't come, I won't need these things."
Master Nishang glanced at the low-grade spirit sword he was wearing, snorted, and planned to leave without wanting to bring trouble to himself.
"I came here just to confirm whether you are really resurrected. Now that I have confirmed it, I will naturally not come here again to be a nuisance."
Master Nishang raised his hand and cupped his fist, "Let's go, I don't want to look at your ugly face!"
Xu Qingyang was furious, he cared about his appearance the most, and Nishang killed people and killed his heart!
"You black-hearted widow, don't leave if you can!"
Xu Qingyang drew his sword and was about to chase him. Xu Yue rushed forward and grabbed him, "Dad, don't be angry. Anger will cause wrinkles!"
Xu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then snorted, there were steps, so he followed them down.
She turned around and asked Xu Yue, "What about Su Chai? Your magic power is so low that you can't use it for the time being. Dad will help you put it away first to prevent you from accidentally losing it."
Xu Yue was stunned, it turns out that you are such a father!
"I'm going to cook." Xu Yue decisively threw her father away, ran into the kitchen, and closed the door.
Then he carefully touched the Su Chai in the inner pocket of his arms, and then he continued to use the magic to cook with confidence.
Xu Qingyang looked at the closed door of the kitchen, the joking on his face gradually subsided, and warned: "I'll go out."
After that, he strode out of the house and came to the small hut behind the small hotel next to the largest restaurant in Juxian City.
As soon as he arrived and stood in front of this inconspicuous little hut, an old voice came over that was so familiar that it made him want to cry.
"Come in."
The old man's temper is still so bad.
Xu Qingyang took a deep breath, took a step forward, and walked straight through the hut.
